First Encounters

Draco Malfoy first met Hermione Granger aboard the Hogwart Express. As to be expected the young platinum haired blond boy wasn't at all impressed with what he saw. No, it definitely wasn't at a Malfoy standard. The untamable bushiness of the girl's hair alone would have had his mother muttering snide comments for all to hear. Luckily his mother wasn't around to witness the sad, tragedy that was the tiny eleven-year-old girl whom had just unabashedly burst in on him.

"Have you seen a toad a boy named Neville has lost one?" The girl asked all in one breath, with the kind of exasperasness that suggested she had been asking that very same question for a while now.

"Do you mind?!" Draco hissed sharply, covering his surprise with as much venom as he could manage.

This was the lavatory after all. The male lavatory to be exact. One should expect some semblance of privacy. What if he had gone beyond unbuttoning his pants? For Merlin's sake! The girl paid no notice however as her eager eyes scoured the room for a... Toad.

What a disgusting choice of a pet, Draco thought as he stood, for one of the few times in his life unsure of how to proceed. The girl helped herself to checking every inch of the small space (including the toilet bowl).

"He doesn't seem to be here," She finally announced disappointedly, as she turned to face the displeased, young Malfoy. "If you do find Trevor, -the toad that is- let us know."

Not bloody likely!

With a final sharp nod from the girl, she disappeared as suddenly as arrived, not even allowing Draco a chance to form any sort of a rebuttal. Off to bother some other person he supposed. The boy frowned, still baffled by the strange occurrence. He straightened his green and silver robes, then opened the door to step back onto the train hallway.

He was greeted by a stunned (though this was hardly news), gapping Crabbe who pointed to a disappearing brown mane, then back at Draco. His mouth were unable to form words it seemed (also not daily prophet material), the large boy scratched his head as he squinted at male signage on top of the toilet room Draco had stepped out of. Oh, right! Draco supposed it did look like an odd sight. He shook his head, face settling in a grimace.

"Her? It seems Hogwarts is letting in the crazies this year," He explained scathingly as he turned swiftly and began marching to the carriage he'd claim, Crabbe characteristically falling in step behind him. "Talk about going to the dogs. Wait till my father hears about this..."