"Riddle! Is this true?" he demanded from his spot near the doors, shaking the Prophet for emphasis. Harry caught the flashing headline – "Hero of Hogwarts!’ – before Malfoy slammed the paper down. He’d kept two seats directly opposite him empty, and Harry followed Tom into them reluctantly. Merlin, he hated Malfoy. He was so looking forward to him graduating in a few months, and if Harry was lucky he’d hardly ever have to see him again.