It was a beautiful day as Winter had finally ceased, and the majority of the school was outside, lapping up the sunshine. Harry, however, was a bit late on the celebrations. He had a potions assignment due the next day, and he had only written the title.

After a visit to the library, Harry decided to have a small stroll in the grounds before returning to the common room. Although as he passed the lake, he was not impressed at what he saw.

"Stop whining, Longbottom!" Malfoy shrieked as he looked up at Neville Longbottom, who had been hoisted into the air and dangled upside-down. "I need to practice this spell, and you're just being... my right-hand man!" This was Harry's cue to step in.

He strode over, and barged Malfoy hard in the ribs. The spell broke and Neville dropped to the floor with a thud. Harry sent him an apologetic look, but he couldn't use magic due to his hands being full of books.

"Ohh, it's Potter. Ruining everyone's fun once again." Draco rolled his eyes, but looked very smug to have a gang of Slytherins as back up.

"Shut it, Malfoy." Draco's insults really didn't phase him.