As Charlotte played on, a boy walked past her, sollom looking, with whitish blonde hair and a sneer naturally spread across his face. But today she saw that he looked sad, distrought. As he sat down under the tree, his bag cought on a piece of bark that was poking out of the tree, and ripped. As the books, quills, and other things piled out of the bag, the boy cursed under his breath and knelt down to pick it all up. Being the kind person she is, Charlotte went over to him, oblivious of the fact that he was the boy she met in the owlry. "Here, let me help you" Charlotte said, picking up some books. "Whateve- Do I know you?" "No, probably not." "Fine then, just be careful!" Charlotte smiled as the rest of the books were put into the bag. "Well, that should do it." "Yeah, uh, thanks..." Draco drifted off as he looked at Charlotte, with strange admiration. "Sure! Anytime." "Are you sure I've never met you? You look oddly familiar." Charlotte pondered the possibiitys for a moment then- "Wait a second, your Draco Malfoy! Your Dad is in the Ministry of Magic, Just like my Mother and Father! Yeah, there sorta the ones who travel around the world searching all different types of magical remidies and things like that. You came to my parents dinner party a few months ago!" "Oh yeah, now I remember..." Draco replyed. "You were sitting across the table from me..." Draco said slowly, hoping she wouldn't remember- "Hey, you were the one who spilled water all over the ministers suit!" Charlotte laughed a couple times but saw the anger on Draco's face and stopped. Before Charlotte could apoligize, Tigris bounded over and growled at Draco. "Aaaaahhh! What is that!" Draco yelled, cringing away from Tigris. Charlotte giggled. "Oh, that's Tigris, shes my pet white tiger, would you like to pet her?" "Er, no thank you." Draco said, slightly relieved. As Charlotte giggled under her breath, the bell rang and that meant class was about to start. "Okay Tigris, time to get back in!" Tigris jumped into the Bottle (To Draco's amazement) And Charlotte put the bottle, Harp and note book into her bag. "Draco, you coming? We have a class together." "Oh, uh, sure. Wait, what about my books?" "Oh. um, here, you take my bag, I don't have as many books at the moment as you do." Charlotte slipped her books out and put Draco's in. "There, come on, we'll miss class!" Draco smiled as He walked and Charlotte glided across the grounds and into the great hall. He felt this was the start of a good, new friendship.