Harry Potter Fanfic

"Jeez, what was his problem?" I asked Draco.
"Oh, Potter. He thinks that he's better than everyone else, just because he's famous," Draco said.
"HE'S famous?! How?"
It was kind of hard to picture.
"Yeah. So, do you know about, well, um, You-Know-Who?"
It took me a second, but because i lived with my parents for a while, i understood. He was Voldemort. You're not supposed to talk about him, much less say his name, but i really didn't care. Voldemort was some big and powerful wizard. A bad, evil one.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Well, You-Know-Who wanted to kill Potter's parents for some unknown reason. Anyways, he killed them, but then tried to kill Harry,"
"So, then, how is he still alive?"
"Well, no one really knows. He's the only person who ever survived the killing curse,"
"Wow," I felt kind of sorry for Harry. I mean, he may be a jerk, but no one deserves that. I kind of knew how it felt to be missing your parents.
"Wow," I said again. "Well, that still doesn't give him the right to be rude,"
I can't believe how rude he was to Draco. Then he expected me to go sit with HIM!
Draco smirked upon seeing my face.