Dracos pale blue eyes locked with his emerald green ones, the smug smile on Draco's face told Harry exactly what he thought of Harry's situation, he was happy Harry was stuck, he felt he could make Harry regret ever rejecting him. Breaking eye contact with the boy Harry turned and looked for anything close to a friendly face. Finding none he looked for the best thing which at this point would have been a neutral face, this he did find. A few other first years, those not connected to Draco seemed to not really care about what Harry was doing, some had even turned back to the sorting.