Not HIM?!?! But it's bloody Malfoy... 1

Of course it was too good to last. Someone knocks on the door, and it's none other than 'her Peter'. "Peter!" Sally shrieks, and throws herself into his arms. A sugar sweet reunion feeling fills the room and you're just about to puke. "Sam, do you mind if I take a walk with Peter? I'll be right back, promise" She gives you the puppy eyes, and you just nod your head and wave her off. "Great."

You sigh. *Either she's with him or she's talking about him. I hate that guy.* You spend about ten minutes planning ways to get rid of Peter (you're really not going to, but at the moment you're a bit pissed). Someone walks into the compartment and disturbs your last plan; just pushing the goddamn boy off a cliff. You're staring out the window and can sense that someone has gotten comfortable. "Have a good time with Peter?" you ask, somewhat bitter.

"We had a splendid time," you hear a male voice say.

"Good," you answer back. Wait a second! MALE voice? That was way too deep and sexy to be Peter… You turn your head so fast that you nearly snap it off. "What are you doing here?" You are staring at the smirking face , of course, of Draco Malfoy.

"Who's Peter?"

*The brat doesn’t even answer the question*

"Sally's boyfriend." You're so not in the mood to deal with him today.

"Let me guess: Sally's your best friend, and now she has a boy and no time for you?" he says, mocking you. "Poor little mudblood, no one wants to play with you?" he continues in a child like voice.

"Shut up Malfoy. Besides, seems like you don't mind playing with me. Why do you find me so bloody interesting?" you say sarcastically. Draco stays silent for a while, and then he gets up.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" you say, and a victorious smile creeps over your face. "The great Draco Malfoy brought to silence by a mudblood?"

You can clearly see the anger in those ice blue eyes of his. *Wow, the guy has some eyes! What am I thinking? Ooo, I think he's gonna kill me or something*

Draco does, indeed, look like he's going to hit you, or maybe even kill you. But then his face changes. You can't make out what's going on in his mind, but you doubt it's anything you'll like. "Nelson, don't make the mistake of thinking you can speak like that to me." He takes a step forward and is now towering over you.

"Think I’m scared, Draco?" you whisper to him, looking straight into his eyes.

"You should be," he whispers back, keeping his eyes on yours. The tension is electrical. And then suddenly...

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Someone walks into the compartment...! "Hi, Sam. What's going on here?" It's Sally, and her face has a very confused expression on it. You soon realize why: Draco is standing awfully close to you, and the two of you are staring at each other.

"Just trying to teach the mudblood some manners." Draco says slowly, still staring into your eyes. "So beat it, Gryffindor."

However, Sally stays where she is. "Teaching me manners, are you Malfoy? This idiot doesn't even have the brains to understand that he's in the wrong compartment." Sally’s lips curl into a small smile, and she crosses her arms in front of her chest.

"Come on, jerk. Move." Draco throws you one last look, mutters "Later" and leaves. Sally takes a seat opposite from you and starts staring at you like you were some kind of fascinating creature. You just look out the window, pretending like she's not even there. Sadly your patience isn't the best, and with her eyes on you non-stop, it’s making you pissed.

"WHAT???" you shout and turn your head towards her. You just couldn't stand it any more; the silence was killing you.

"Nothing," she says, enjoying having your attention.

"Nothing? Why are you looking at me in that way?? Like I'm from another planet or something?" Sally laughs, and now she's the one staring out the window.

"Nothing much. It's just... What was that thing with Malfoy?"

You're so confused right now, and can't seem to find any words to answer her with... "What? What do you mean thing?"

She laughs at you. "Well, what was he doing in our compartment in the first place?" She looks very suspicious for some reason.

"How the hell would I know? He was just being a stupid annoying jerk, as usual," you say shrugging.

"When he wants to be a jerk, he's go to bother Harry, not you Sam," she says simply and starts finding her robes, clearly indicating that you weren’t going to get anywhere with this line of conversation, as you seemed more confused than her. "We're gonna be at Hogwarts soon, you know. Let's change." The two of you takes turns changing and keeping watch at the door. Nothing much is said, and before you know it the train arrives at Hogwarts. You smell the fresh air as you walk off the express and you can clearly hear Hagrid calling for the first years. Home at last.

When taking the carriages, you and Sally share one with Peter and some stupid friend of his. Sally and Peter are talking sweetly to each other the whole time, and you're just about to throw yourself out of the carriage when you finally arrive at the school. You enter the great hall and Sally and Peter have the soppiest good-bye scene in history. "You're only having dinner for Christ sake!" you shout to them while you seat yourself. Someone behind you snickers. You turn around and there stands Draco Malfoy, again, grinning at you. "What the hell are you laughing at?" you snap at him.

"You," he says and walks over to the Slytherin table. *ARGH, what the bloody hell is with everybody today!!!* You watch him as he does so, since Sally is STILL sucking face with Peter. You can see Malfoy talking with his goons, Crabbe and Goyle. *Probably bragging about something*

Your eyes glide over the Great Hall and you feel happy inside. *This is where I belong*