A/N : This is my first attempt of writing a fanfiction. I've done my best. Please tell me if I'm doing something wrong. Hope you enjoy it. Set in Harry's fifth year.

Draco POV

The Dark Lord has returned. Potter keeps telling that to people, but no one believes him. At least no one other than his stupid followers. I, along with all the other Death Eater families, know that it's true. But obviously we aren't going to tell that to anyone. And I don't even care about all that stuff. I just enjoy troubling the 'Golden Trio', as everyone calls them. And I'm pretty sure I'll be getting loads of opportunities to trouble them this year.

Currently I'm on the Hogwarts Express. We haven't left King's Cross yet. After a while I'll go and check on Potter. Crabbe and Goyle are already asleep on the seat opposite of me. We're in our usual compartment. The last one. Blaise and Parkinson aren't here today. They are on Prefects duty. I'm glad I don't have to listen to Pansy's babbling. Finally the train is moving.

*Knock knock*

Now what?!

"Excuse me", said a girl poking her head in the compartment, "do you mind if I sit here?" I say nothing, hoping that she'll get the message that I don't appreciate her company. "Actually I have no friends here and no compartment is free. I can ask someone else if you have any problem. But I hope you let me sit here. I won't disturb you, I promise."

Merlin! How can she talk so much in so less time? "Fine. Whatever." I say as I move aside to make place for her. She sits besides me, removes a book from her bag and starts reading. With her bouncy brown hair, dark brown eyes and lightly tanned skin, she isn't very attractive. But she's pretty. I haven't seen her before. "Which house are you in?" I ask her.

"I'm a new student actually. I went to Beauxbatons for the last few years. But now, due to some family problems, I had to shift here."

"Oh. So you're French?"

"British. My dad is a muggle police officer in London. My mum is French. She works in the ministry. She went to Beauxbatons. So she wanted me to go there."

"Half-blood". At least she's not a mudblood. Wait. Why do I even care about her blood status? It's not like she's my friend or anything. Ugh!

"Yes. Any problem?" She sounded offended.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." Sorry!? Seriously? When did I start saying sorry? I must be going crazy!

"It's okay. I'm Annabel. Annabel Turner." She said extending her hand towards me.

I accept it. " Malfoy. Draco Malfoy."

Then she reopens her book and starts reading. I stare outside the window, thinking about my strange behavior towards her. I seriously said sorry? Thank Merlin there wasn't anyone around to hear it. I have a reputation to keep! I can't just go around saying sorry to random people.

"Anything off the trolley, dears?" I look up, startled, to see the trolley woman. I love chocolates! I buy some for myself and some for those idiots, Crabbe and Goyle. They are still asleep, but they'll be quite hungry when they get up. As much as I hate them, they are my friends.

Annabel and I eat together. Sharing our food. We talk for a while. She tells me about Beauxbatons and I tell her about Hogwarts. I personally believe that Hogwarts is the worst school ever. But obviously I wouldn't say so to other school students. So I praise my school while she praises hers.

"Draco, can I please sit by the window for the remaining time?" she requested.

"Um...sure." I say as I get up to make place for her. Once again she opens her book and we sit in silence.

Finally Crabbe and Goyle are awake. I give them the food I bought for them. And now they're too busy eating to even notice Annabel. And she's too busy reading to notice that the other inhabitants of our compartment are awake. I talk to them for a while, but I soon I get bored and zone out.

I glance at Annabel and notice that she's ... crying? Yes. She's definitely crying. But why? What's wrong? She was alright a few minutes ago. Is she missing her old school? Friends? Or is she in some problem? Maybe she's just nervous for her first day. Wait. Why am I thinking so much about her? She's crying. So? Let her. That's none of my business.

Now she's closed her book and is gazing out the window. "Hey, why were you crying? Any problem?" I blurt out before I could stop myself.

"No no no. It's just the book. I get quite emotional while reading a book. And this one was particularly very very heartbreaking. I love it!" she explained. "By the way, do you read?"

"Sometimes"

"You should read this book. Somehow I think that you would like it. You seem like the kind of person who might like this book."

"Is it? What's it called?"

"'The fault in Our Stars' by John Green. You can have my copy. I'm done with it. Just make sure you give it back to me. I hate lending my books to people. I don't know why I'm giving this to you."

"Muggle book?"

"Yeah. I find muggle books much more amusing than the wizard ones. You should give it a try."

I take the book from her and keep it in my bag. Promising her to return it to her once I'm done reading.

It's almost time to get down now. So I wear my robes and tell the others to do the same. Rest of the ride we sit silently. When we get down, Professor Grubbly-Plank asked Annabel to go with her and the first years. I wonder where that idiot half-giant Hagrid is. Hopefully he's been kicked out of school.

I take a carriage with Crabbe and Goyle and go towards the castle. For a while I've been feeling like I'm forgetting something. I'm wearing my robes. I have my wand. My luggage will be taken to my dorm directly. I've taken everything. Then what is it that I have forgotten? It's probably nothing. Across from me I see the 'Golden Trio' get into carriage along with the little weasel and the Quibbler girl.

Oh! So that's what I forgot! I didn't visit Potter's compartment today! How could I miss a chance to trouble him? What was I even doing on the train that made me forget such an important thing? Oh...right. I was busy talking to Annabel. What is this girl doing to me?! I hope she stops messing with my head now. And yet all I can think about is her. I hope she is sorted into Slytherin. Wait...what? Seriously! Stop it Draco! Think straight.

I get into the Great Hall and sit at the Slytherin table with my friends. Blaise and Pansy are there too. Now nothing can save me from Pansy's babbling. I pretend to listen to her while I wait for the sorting to begin.

After a few minutes the first years enter. Annabel is at the back of that line. She seems to be searching for someone. I hope it's me. I barely pay attention to the sorting until it's Annabel's turn. Professor McGonagall introduces her to the school, saying that she'll be joining the fifth years, and then asks her to sit on the stool. She places the hat on Annabel's head.

Please let it be Slytherin. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Slytherin. Slytherin. Slytherin. Slytherin. Slytherin.

There. I'm doing it again. Something is seriously wrong with me. Finally the hat shouts

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"RAVENCLAW!"

Oh. Fine. I'm not disappointed. Not at all. Who cares? I barely know her anyways.

She goes and sits with the Ravenclaws. She still seems to be searching for someone. She unintentionally glaces at me while looking for the person. Then she retraces her path and looks back at me. She gives me a beautiful angelic smile. I am too mesmerized to do anything. She waves at me. I get out of my trance and wave back at her.

She's so beautiful. And so nice. And so good. I think I've started to like her. I think I definitely like her. And it seems she is interested in being my friend. I'm not going to let this opportunity go. I'm going to be her friend. No matter which house she is in. Her house doesn't matter. Her blood status doesn't matter. Nothing matters. All I know is that I like her and I want her to like me back. I'll do anything to make her like me.

I know that tfios wasn't even published back then but just assume that it was. It is going to be mentioned again in the story.

Please tell me if you want more. Or else I won't waste my time writing something no one is interested in.