I watched my hometown, Derry City, Ireland disappear behind the train my family and I were on, I was mad at them so I was in a different compartment.
"Goodbye Brendan," I murmured, leaving hot breath on the cold window. I guess I should introduce myself, I'm Kari Hart. My parents are both from Dublin. I have long brown hair that's curly. My eyes are murky-lake green. I'm not skinny but I'm not on the heavy side. And did I mention I'm a half-blood witch? Guess not.
Green trees passed by quickly blurring by. My lunch wanted to be part of those trees, I guess because my stomach didn't want to say still. I heard my compartment door open fast, then slam, I turned my head toward the person who had come into the compartment with me.
"Pardon me, could you please tell me why you're here?" I said, I didn't want people to be with me.
"My mom's a bitch and my father's an asshole." He answered flipping back his white-blonde hair, I knew who this was. I jumped up.
"Forgive my rudeness, Mr. Malfoy." I apologized, jumping up. He was up as well.
"AHHH MOODBLOOD!" he was screaming. I covered his mouth, pulling him onto the seat and restraining him.
"Damn it, quit struggling, I'm not going to hurt you and right now, we're in the same boat, as in our parents suck." I told him. His muscles relaxed, so I let him go. He didn't look so opposed to me now. I think Malfoy was smiling at me, if only a bit.
"I'm Draco Malfoy, pleased to meet you." He offered his hand.
"Kari Hart. May I call you Draco?" I took his hand to shake.
"Sure, may I call you Kari?" he asked letting go of my hand and folding his in his lap, as did I. At his question, I nodded. The trees passed and I sat across from him, staring out the window, but stealing glances at him. One time, I caught him staring at me, and he flushed.
"Draco! I've been- Why the hell are you staring at a mudblood?" asked Lucius Malfoy, obviously angry as he pulled Draco from the seat across from me, it looked like it hurt him.
"Don't hurt him!" I yelled standing up. Lucius had pulled him out of the compartment before I could finish. I sat back down. Why did I do that, Draco doesn't matter to me! I love Brendan……right? That's what I had said…….I thought Brendan would be my number one, maybe I was…….wrong?
I sat back down stared out my window. I was going to Hogwarts, because we were moving to London. I'd be able to see him at school……I hope.
The stewardess opened my compartment door. And then she popped her head in. She was wearing a beautiful beige tweed structured two-piece skirt-suit.
"Excuse me, these boys were causing a ruckus, will you watch them, Kari?" she asked me my mother knew her. I looked out and saw white-blonde hair, and hoped maybe it was Malfoy. I nodded and gestured, kind of dismissively, at all of the empty seats around me. In came two fat balls of fat, Crabbe and Goyle, and guess who else. Malfoy. No, I'm not insane; no I don't have any medical problems, but I might be sick.
"No fatty, I'm sitting there." Malfoy stated toward Crabbe, who had decided to sit beside me. I hadn't noticed until I heard Malfoy's beautiful voice.
"Oooohhhh, Draco's got a girlfriend!" announced Crabbe who was getting up.
"DO NOT!" Draco called back.
"Yeah, and she's a mudblo-ow holy crap!" Goyle had begun to say how I was a mudblood but was hit in the face by Draco. Draco looked angry.
"Don't you EVER call her a mudblood got that punk?" Draco threatened, this was out of character for him, but I didn't care, I love Brendan…….I'll keep telling myself that and maybe it'll be the truth……….maybe.
"I'm not offended by it Draco." I said with a blink, seeing how livid he was at someone calling me that. He sat down, mouthing something like 'Oh.' I dug around in my bag for some tissues, which I tossed at Goyle, who was bleeding from the nose.
"Are you sick? Or have you been crying?" Draco asked, I guess ne noticed that there was a small amount of tissues in my little mini pouch of Puffs.
"Crying." I told him, my voice wasn't as happy or loud, not that my voice was normally loud, but, it was quieter. He looked at his feet.
"Why?" Draco asked me, I shoved my wallet at him, which held many pictures of Brendan and me, one while we went to see the Ulster Orchestra and most others just taken frolicking around.
"Your boyfriend?" he asked, pointing at the beautiful, redheaded green eyed boy that I thought I loved until I met Draco. Draco sounded rather…………..dejected, although he obviously meant not to. I shook my head.
"Not technically." I told him truthfully. He nodded and handed the wallet back, but I saw that there was more money inside, because I only had four dollars, now there were ten, which meant I could buy loads of Bertie Blott's Every Flavor Beans on the train to Hogwarts.
The rest of the train ride passed by slowly, the trees fading into green plains and transitioning back again. I felt the train slowing, so I got up and reached for my luggage, Malfoy helped me get it down with a smile.
"Thanks." I told him with a slight nod. He smiled back at me with a identical nod.
I got my luggage and left after waving bye. I wasn't mad at my parents anymore, as of current, because I had met Malfoy. The train stopped and I got off, helped out by my older brother, Brett, because I was a lady….well, I still am, but, you know what I mean. Brett kissed my mother on the cheek and shook my dad's hand. My parents got back on the train after nearly suffocating me with hugs kisses 'good luck' words, inspirational phrases and 'I love yous.'
"Brett? What is it that you know and I don't?" I asked as my parents rolled away on the train, I guess to where we were moving. I could see where we could walk onto platform nine and three quarters from where we were standing. Brett pulled me toward the exit and I saw Malfoy, his dad, Crabbe and Goyle.
I put my head down as I was pulled by my brother out the door, when he let go of my hand to open the door, I felt myself fall, but even though I had braced myself for any impact, I didn't feel any at all, actually, I felt someone's arm under my belly, and the person's other hand trying to get mine around to fix my skirt, which had flown up over my paisley panties.
"You okay?" Draco asked me as he stood me up the right way. I fixed my skirt, nodding. "Good, I'm glad." He told me, still holding my hand. His father was walking over, accompanied by Crabbe and Goyle. They all looked kind of mad, well kind of was an understatement for Mr. Malfoy.
"Draco thanks, and I hope this doesn't get you in trouble." I told him, kissing his cheek very briefly, and then re-joined Brett, who was holding open the door for me. I glanced back at Draco. I had decided to give into my feelings. Draco was standing there, with his hand to his cheek, stunned and confused.
"How could you allow that mudblood to kiss you?!" I heard Mr. Malfoy shout at Draco even before the door had shut. Brett looked me as if I had committed a great crime.
"Why'd you do that? Kiss one of those conceited purebloods?" Brett asked me, sounding disgusted. I ignored him and followed him, wherever he was going. "Why aren't you answering?" he demanded.
"Because it's a dumb question," I answered, walking into The Leaky Cauldron.
