Marcus Flint, flanked by Adrian Pucey, opened the door and stuck his head in the compartment. "Hey Malfoy, your little sister is in the next to last compartment by herself. Why don't ya bring her in here so we can have it?"
Draco frowned. "What are you on about? I don't have a sister."
Pucey snorted. "Please. Won't do any good to deny her now. The whole school will know that's your sister at the sorting tonight."
"I promise you, I don't have a sister." Draco shook his head.
"Then what is she? A cousin perhaps?" Flint shrugged.
"I don't have any family members starting Hogwarts this year. Or any time soon." Draco insisted.
"Seriously?" Flint gave him a disbelieving look. "This girl looks like you. Got the white hair and gray eyes and all."
"I don't know what kind of joke you're trying to pull ... " Draco began.
"Really, it's not a joke." Pucey affirmed. "I saw the girl too. She does look like you."
Draco stood. "Show me."
"Come on then." Flint lead him down to the next to last compartment of the train. Vince and Greg trailed along behind, as if they would get lost if separated from Draco.
Flint opened the door. A strangely dressed small girl with pale blonde hair and silvery eyes looked up from where she read a magazine. Upside down.
"Oh, hello." she smiled. "Would you like to join me?" she invited the group of boys, gesturing about the empty compartment.
"She's friendly." Greg puzzled.
"Yeah. She's not a Malfoy." Vince agreed.