Disclaimer: Sadly,I don't own Harry Potter or any of JK Rowling's characters.

As I hopped onto the Hogwarts Express, I heard a voice behind me, "'Scuse me but d'you think I can sit with you on the train?" It was the red-haired boy, Ron, I think his name was. I wouldn't mind sitting with him on the train as I'd like to try to make some new friends here since Dudley couldn't keep them away from me anymore. "Sure," I replied,"But I dunno if there are any empty compartments." After the third time looking, we still didn't see any empty compartments, so I decided to try and look for some kids our age. I said to Ron, "Wanna try this one?" "Sure," he replied. I pulled open the door and there were three boys in there. Two of them looked like gorillas and the other was the pale boy from Madam Malkin's robe shop. They seemed to be playing some sort of game that I had never seen, probably wizarding. "Hello," drawled the pale boy,"What are your names?"
"I'm Harry Potter and this is Ron Weasley," I answered. As I said my name, all of the boys, including Ron, had wide eyes. Once he had recovered, the pale boy said, "So the rumor is true. They say that Harry Potter has decided to come to Hogwarts. My name's Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Ron sniggered and Malfoy suddenly turned to him, "Think my name's funny do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford.
He turned back to me and said, "You'll soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
He held out his hand to me and I shook it, looking regretfully back at Ron, who was now glaring at me as he exited the compartment. "Okay Malfoy," I said, "Ron seemed a bit clingy anyway."
Malfoy looked at me and said,"First off, call me Draco. This is Crabbe and this is Goyle," he said pointing at the gorilla-like goons. "Now, let me tell you about the houses."
I sighed, relieved that I was finally going to find out what everybody was talking about. I said,"Thanks Draco. I asked Ron about them and all he did in reply was to grunt."
Draco chuckled and said,"Well you don't want to be in Hufflepuff because they're a bunch of duffers. Ravenclaw is for the smart people and it's okay, but I wouldn't want to go there. Gryffindor is for the brave, which I call the incredibly stupid, and Slytherin, the best house, is for the people who want to get somewhere in their life. I'm going to be in Slytherin. All the Malfoys have been."
"Sounds like Slytherin is the only way to go." I smiled.