Harry was glad to return to Hogwarts his 6th year. He had been tired, stressed, sick of the
Dursley's, and missing his friends desperately. He only wished that he could see the new girl
everyone was talking about on the train.
"She's from America. Her parents are 'purebloods' and transferred here to work at the
Ministry." Ron said.
"She's sitting with Draco in his compartment." Hermione added. "She's obviously going to be
seeing him this year."
"You never know, Hermione, some can't be judged so easily. Maybe he was assigned to her."
Ron defended.
"Or he assigned himself to her." Harry laughed. "Pansy must be furious." They all laughed at
the thought of some poor new girl being attacked with love by Draco, Pansy fuming at the sight,
and the new girl trying desperately to separate herself from him.
"Can't blame Draco, though." Ron began moments later. "She's not bad lookin'" Ron
finished and Harry grinned.
Hermione shot Ron a furious look and muttered "Boys.."
"So, she's new, good looking, and stuck with Draco...Wonder what house she'll get?" Harry
mumbled. Everyone exchanged looks until Hermione decided to speak up.
"Slytherin!" She declared.
"No way! Just because Malfoy kidnaped her before she could meet and decent wizards or
witched doesn't mean she's the Bride Of Malfoy!" Ron defended the new girl yet again. Harry
laughed and Hermione just stared coldly at Ron, obviously jealous.
"Well, we'll find out soon, won't we." Harry said, motioning out the window. There, in the
distance, was the castle Harry had learned to call home-Hogwarts.