Draco: I walked into the cabin, took a look around, and put my stuff on the bunk the dour-faced kid who gave me the tour of the camp gestured to. As I sat down, I saw a kid staring at me. Normally I would ignore it, adding him to my large list of people who don't like me, but this was different. It was like something in my blood told me this guy was the enemy. He whispered something to the person on the bunk beside him, who whispered something back. He then got up and walked out, but not without knocking me with his shoulder. Typical macho guy attitude. THought he ruled the world. But I could deal with him later. I arranged my things, then went outside the the Mess Hall.