"Out of the way, Longbottom!" Sneered Draco Malfoy, as he shoved past the twelve year old Neville.

After a few seconds of regaining balance, Neville decided it was time to stick up for himself! "Leave me alone, M-Malfoy!" Ohmygosh! He should not have done that!

The blonde Slytherin turned round and stared at Neville deeply in the eyes. It could have been enough to turn him into stone. "Oh yeah? Make me." It was no use, Neville cowered around, and responded with a slight mumble of fear.

"Honestly, what ever happened to Gryffindors being brave?" Draco laughed, then strode away.