It was early September and the trees hadn't quite changed yet, in fact, they were experiencing a sort of Indian summer. It was hot; way too hot to be wearing jeans. As Pansy made her way up the stairs she worried about the following day when she would be leaving for school. She didn't worry about having friends of being popular, that would be fine; she worried about whether anyone would actually be cool enough to befriend, and if she had packed enough clothes. At dinner, her mother told her how much they would miss her but Pansy knew this was not true at all. They were going to love not having her around. She was going to love not being around them.
That is why she felt the greatest feeling of relief she had ever felt as she parted ways with them on the train platform. Stepping onboard, she felt independent and totally grown up and she made her way down the compartment corridor with confidence. She scanned for an empty compartment, or one that didn't have someone ugly in it, finally deciding on an empty one because they should want to sit with her. She sat patiently waiting for her new friend to open the door but she stayed alone for an entire ten minutes; making her slightly nervous.
Just when she began to truly worry if her hair looked terrible, something outside the compartment caught her eye. Two boys in the hall were fighting. One, a small boy, probably a first year like herself shoved at an older, and taller, boy. He glared him down with threatening and clenched fists and the tall boy backed away. Noticing an approaching teacher, the younger boy slipped into the seat across from Pansy. He sat down without speaking and gave her a quick once-over.
"Draco Malfoy," he said sticking out his hand. "Slytherin." Pansy thought he spoke too bluntly, to the point of rudeness. His pointed face was pulled into a sneer, only accentuated by his combed back, platinum blond hair.
When she did not respond he waggled his hand in her face. "Hello? Are you an idiot?" But Pansy could not speak. Pansy was in awe, he was her equal in every way. All she did was smile. And, of course, just to show him that she was no idiot, slapped him across the face and marched out of the compartment.