A week passed.
Malfoy made no moves at all.
In fact, he showed not even the slightest sign that anything was amiss. All he did every day was attend classes and do homework. The only slight difference from previous years was probably that he hardly bullied his classmates this year.
Of course, that was not because he did not want to, but because no one was willing to let him bully them anymore.
Previously, Malfoy had been able to throw his weight around at Hogwarts, or at least in Slytherin, mainly because his father was the current head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy.
Although Lucius was not particularly well liked in the wizarding community in the United Kingdom, his influence was considerable.
The other students' parents were all deeply wary of him, even afraid of him. That was why they had all told their children not to provoke Draco Malfoy.
As a result, the other students had not dared to cross Malfoy. That was what had allowed him to lord it over everyone at school.
Otherwise, what did Draco have going for him on his own?
Was he better-looking, or was he more capable?
Draco's face was probably presentable enough. After all, if Harry called him a pretty boy, his face really was pale. But when it came to good looks, Harry consistently had the edge over him, though his good looks were a little unusual.
As for academics, there was even less to say.
Charms was Draco's best subject. After all, the Malfoy family had always been keen on researching Dark Magic, and Malfoy himself had begun studying it early on.
But even in Charms, his best subject, his marks only hovered between Outstanding and Exceeds Expectations. When he performed well, he got Outstanding; when he did not,