The departing whistle of the Hogwarts Express echoed loudly through the station. Draco Malfoy sat in the twelfth car of the train, accompanied by his gangly companions, Crabbe and Goyle.
On the platform stood Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, waving happily at Harry and their children. A look of utter disgust passed over Malfoy's face.
"I hate that disgusting family. The entire lot of them," Malfoy said.
Crabbe and Goyle grunted in agreement, seated across from Malfoy.
"And that Potter… he is a disgrace to the entire world of wizardry," Malfoy said bitterly. He glanced out the window, and the look of scorn on his face intensified. He licked his lips, looked at his companions, and said, "Damn Potter thinks he is so much better than me. Not for long. Just wait and see what will happen at school this year. I refuse to let Potter make a mockery of me again. Lord Voldemort may not have been able to defeat him, but I will. Just wait and see. I will."
Looks of puzzlement crossed Crabbe's and Goyle's faces.
"There isn't room for mudblood lovers, like Potter, in this world. If only it were us purebloods. It would be so much easier." Malfoy said arrogantly.
For the first time, Crabbe spoke. "What are you gunna do?" he asked dumbly.
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Of course I can't tell you, you pathetic ape. If anyone finds out about this, Potter will be the next to know. But mark my words. This will be Potter's last year at Hogwarts." Malfoy smirked. "Shame it won't last long."
/// I do not own Harry Potter, or do I own the characters.