CHLOE

The train had just left the station as we made our way back to the Slytherin cart. Pansy Parkinson was going on and on about her parents newest project with magical treats and Blaise was giving her such big goo goo eyes it made me sick. The upcoming year was bound to be a good one, no more Umbridge, which already was making my spirits soar. She favored most of the kids in my house so they liked her, but personally I thought she was a perfectly horrid witch. I was in my Sixth year and couldn't wait to be on the Slytherin Quidditch team, and was determined to lead our team to victory this year.

As we made our way through the Gryffindor cart, just one away from our own, we were met by hisses and boos. One boy shoved in front of us blocking our passageway through.

"Hey sweetheart," He spit at me,

"Let me through." I replied coldly,

"Sure I will. For a kiss." He snickered,

"Please just move." I replied, he leaned into my face really close and whispered in my ear,

"Make me."

That was it; I wasn't going to take this anymore. I was just about to bring out my wand when all of the sudden a clear voice rang out from one of the carts behind us,

"Let her through Seamus," I whipped around to face him. But was caught mid sentence as I realized who it was, Harry Potter. His jet black hair was quite unruly but in a handsome way. He green eyes were piercing and I felt as if he could see right through me. He stood there with confidence and I knew he wouldn't back down. Be grudgingly the boy named Seamus moved and Pansy snapped me out of my daze by shoving me through.

"Bloody Gryffindors." I scoffed, and the others snickered in agreement. I took my place in the back seats of the trolley away from the others was just getting comfortable when someone called to me.

"Fullmer is it?" I looked up,

"It is, and you are?"

"Draco Malfoy." He held out his hand to me and I took it. But instead of shaking it he pulled me up from my chair and guided me over to where he was sitting.

"Move" he said to one of the girls, and grumpily she stood up and moved over to a table across the way. He sat down and beckoned me to do the same. Draco was a lengthy kid with a light sun kissed tan from over the summer. He had white blonde hair that was getting more and more disheveled as he ran his hands through it. His eyes were steely gray and beautiful, which made it hard to look away. We had met before but not officially, we were both on the Quidditch team.

"So…" he said coolly, "How long have you been going here? I haven't seen you before."

"Maybe you just haven't been looking hard enough." I replied coyly. He laughed and it rang out loud and clear.

"Too true I must admit." He replied smoothly and kicked up his legs, "Although not that many pretty girls pass under my radar." His eyes gleamed with mischief as he said this and I scoffed loudly.

"Lets just say I am a late bloomer."

"Don't matter when it happened." He snickered. Our conversation drifted to more interesting things and it seemed to last for hours, the longer it went the more I realized just how comfortable i was with Draco Malfoy. He countered all my sarcastic remarks easily, and came to realize how easy it was to talk to him.

My eyes flew open as a loud screech came from the train's' wheels as it came to a stop. I must have fallen asleep…

"You awake? My shoulder was starting to fall asleep." Malfoy said to me drowsily, he must have dozed off also.

"Yeah sorry about that." I said truly, and cursed myself under my breath. How embarrassing.

"Nah, it was worth it. You missed a black out though, shame..." He winking at me, "We are here by the way."

"Awesome!" I jumped up from my seat happy to have a way out. "Er-thanks." Was all I managed to spurt out before I scurried away, it wasn't that I was trying to be rude. In all honesty I was just so happy to be back at the castle.

The exit was so crowded that I was literally pressed up against everyone around me. I could feel the energy pulsating, and my heart was pounding at a million miles per hour. Finally here! In all my excitement I wasn't paying attention and my foot slipped through the gap between the train and the platform. A sharp pain shot up my leg as my shin collided with the cement. I let out a small gasp and felt the bone crunch as all my weight pushed it into the edge. Stars popped into my vision and I felt like I was going to pass out the pain was so great. Nobody seemed to notice they just surged on by trampling me into the ground. My eyes began to water, and I couldn't help but be a little bit bitter, of course this would be happening to me…

"Move!" A deep growling voice called, one that I recognized easily,

"Hagrid…" I gasped,

"Hey kid," He said as he gently pulled me up and into his arms. "Bet'r get you to Madam Pomfrey's as fast as possible, what do you say?"

I slowly closed my eyes and nodded. The carriage ride to the castle couldn't have taken more than fifteen minutes but it felt like eternity. Every little bump sent a wave of hot pain up my leg. When we finally made it to the hospital wing I was barely conscious of what was happening anymore. I felt them lie me down on a bed and everything faded to black.