Draco's POV
The trip was long, several hours, just sitting, talking, wondering. I had never seen Hogwarts before, but my parents spoke of it often.
When I had gotten my letter they were so proud, so happy, so relived. They knew I was going to get into Hogwarts, but there was that little bit of doubt, that little voice in the back of their heads saying, 'what if he doesn't, what if he can't, what if..., what if...,' the never stoping what ifs.
I was pulled out of thought by the train stopping. I flew forward slightly with the momentum I still had, closer to a boy. Crab I think his name was, and the boy next to him, Greg? George? Goyle? Ya that's it, Goyle. They seem like my kind of people. Pure bloods.
The train came to a complete stop and we all got off. Boats were waiting for us at the lake. I chose one with Crab and Goyle, then the boats went forward with no one doing anything. Of course it was magic.
I grew up around magic, so it was no surprise to me. The others though, some were in shock, others in wonder, and some, like me, just sat there, knowing what was going on. When we got to the other side of the lake we walked up to the castle, only the first years. The others were somewhere, unknown to us.
The castle was lit with candles. Some of them were going out because of the wind when we walked by, but then would relight themselves. We walked along long corridors with pictures moving, again people were so surprised, makes me sick.
Before entering the great hall, I saw a boy, not an ordinary boy, but the one and only, Harry Potter. I went over, said some words, then offered to be his friend. Instead, he chose the opposite. He said no and by doing so, he became my enemy, along with all his so called friends.
We entered the great hall, waiting to be sorted into houses. Slytherin. I knew what house I was going to be in. My parents, and my parents parents, and their parents, everyone in my family had been a Slytherin, if I wasn't I was known as an outcast.
Before I was called up, a girls name was said. She had long, wavy brown hair with brown eyes, she... She was beautiful. I hoped and silently begged that she was in Slytherin, but she wasn't. She was put in Gryffindor. For the only time in my life, I didn't want want to be a Slytherin, I wanted to follow her where ever she went, but when I went up, the hat didn't agree. The moment it touched my head, I was put in Slytherin. I put on a fake smile and walked to my table.