Summary: 'That face, where have I seen that face

Summary: 'That face, where have I seen that face?' He turned back for a second glance, when he realized it was…

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters; they all belong to J.K. Rowling.

Prologue

"Lucius do you think you should do that," Narcissa asked looking down at her seventeen year old.

Lucius turned his head and glared at his wife, "shut up, woman! I'll do what I want." He turned back to his son. "What did you say to me, boy?"

"I SAID YOU A WORTHLESS MAN THAT IS FOLLOWING A HALF-BREED THAT IS OUT TO KILL FOR REVENGE ON HIS MOTHER!" He yelled straight at his father fully aware it was going to cost him badly. Lucius glared at him and grabbed his cane with the snake head with emerald eyes and struck it at him.

He started to head towards the train, but he heard Crabbe and Goyle walking towards him. "Bloody Hell! Draco what happened to your face," Goyle asked while he and Crabbe starred at the wounds.

Draco glared at them, while putting his cloak over him. "Stop staring Goyle it's rude. I want to sit aloneon the train, which includes both of you." They put their heads down and walked off.

Draco grabbed his things and headed into the train to find an empty compartment. He finally found a compartment at the end of the train, and stuck his luggage in the cubby. He kept his face hidden by putting his face in his cloak, and turning towards the window.

It was about a couple of minutes later, but everyone had a minute left before the train was leaving, when he heard voices from down the hallway saying, "Where's Malfoy?" The voices that were talking kept getting closer to his compartment.

"Maybe he got expelled," Harry and Ron grinned blissfully.

"I hardly doubt it, after all he was named Head Boy this year," Hermione said.

"Oh," Ron and Harry said in unison in a low and depressed voice.

"Wonder who was named Head Girl?" Hermione asked sounded kind of pissed off.

The voices died down the Golden Trio found themselves a compartment of their own and locked the door. Draco heard the click and realized he had forgotten to lock his compartment. He got up to go lock it, when a warm and soft voice said, "Oh bloody hell are you all right?"

He tilted his head up to look at the owners' face, when he noticed a beautiful young girl with long blood red curly hair. She had a sprinkle of freckles across her face and had curves in all the right places, but we're hidden by hand-me down clothes that were obviously too big for her. She was a little shorter than he was probably standing at 5'6, with legs that seem to go on forever.

"Would you like some help with those?" she said nudging to the wounds while walking into the compartment.

He walked back in and sat down and put the hood of his cloak back over him. "No, I don't want you help." He yelled at the young petite girl. "Why would I need your help?"

She chuckled a little and put her attention back on him. "Well I guess you don't remember me, sense I was only eleven when you said something to me." She said walking over to him. "Here let me help you."

He did as he was told, and just stared at her. While she began healing him with his wounds on his face, he said, "You look so familiar, almost as if I know you or something." She was startled by him saying something other than complaining about her touching him. She looked up to stare at his piercing grey eyes, and gave him a smile. 'Your eyes look so familiar to me.' (AN: FYI yes she knows his Draco, she is talking about someone else)

The train had begun, and it was a little after an hour she had finished fixing his wounds, and they were sitting in silence, until they heard the compartment door slid open. Draco turned his head to see a young girl maybe around 15 or 16. Her face had high cheek bones; bleach blonde hair that looked like the sun had bleached it. Her eyes were deep gray almost blue. She had a little dip on her nose, that look really complimenting on her, and tanned skin that didn't look fake at all. Her legs were the same height as the pretty petite red head and her smile was deadly, but beautiful all the same.

"Ginny, vous m'êtes parti, et n'est jamais revenue," The new girl said in French. (Ginny, you left me, and didn't come back.)

The red head smile had faded and she turned from Draco to the petite blonde, and back trying to see some change in Draco's face, but no change was noticed.

"Oh sorry Becky, I was here helping Draco out." Ginny said getting up and leaving, until she felt a hand grab her wrist.

She turned her head to look at his hand and followed it up to the owner's face. "Ginny, that's a beautiful name. Thank you for you-know," he said nudging his head towards the bandages.

She nodded and grabbed her stuff and left. Becky looked at Draco and smiled towards him and left to following Ginny.

AN: OK completely fixed it…. Not so bubble gum descriptions, more realistic.

Go me…. Ok gonna fix all chapters then add a new one!!