A/N: Totally new at this whole fan fiction deal here, and decided after about a year of reading, it was finally time to start writing. Forgive anything I do wrong, this is my first time ;)
On another note, this story is timed after the war, when our Golden trio start their last year of school at Hogwarts
Nothing came close to the anxiety Draco was feeling in this exact moment. The sight of that old, faithful engine of the Hogwarts Express was a reminder that the worst was definitely behind him. Yet, he still felt a sense of unease and nervousness as he watched the steam leave its top.
Upon entering the old passenger car, he was greeted with the usual stares- and in some cases- glares. His face remained indifferent as he swaggered off to his comfy compartment off to the end of the car. There sat a rather eager Pansy, patiently waiting for him to sit next to her.
Taking his seat next to her, he glanced out the window, never noticing his other Slytherin pals, Theodore and Blaise. His thoughts too scattered to take notice.
The longer Draco was left with his thoughts, the more he felt the gnawing sensation grip him in his chest. He wondered if it would ever go away, or if finishing his school education was the right way to his new and improved life.
A/N: I know its short, but its just a simple prologue to start me out. Chapters will definitely be a lot longer :) Please Review!