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Chapter II: The TrainWhen Draco got aboard the Hogwarts Express he immediately went towards the back to find an empty compartment. He soon realized that getting on the train so late that there would be no hope of finding empty compartment. Draco still searched until he found a close to empty compartment, except for one person. Draco didn't want to sit there, but he knew he should take the best compartment he would probably find. The reason Draco didn't want to sit in the compartment was that a Weasley was occupying it.
Deciding to take a risk and Draco entered the compartment. Draco was a little frightened of Ginevra Weasley. She was good with hexes and curses and he didn't want to get on her bad side, again. Every since her Bat-Bogey hex he had made sure to avoid being on the receiving end of her wand.
Draco sat down across from Ginevra, making sure not to make eye contact. Draco liked to think of Weasleys as bulls, if you looked them in the eye they would start to charge. The only difference between bulls and Weasleys was that bulls loathed the color red, and Weasleys wore it.
Draco deciding that he needed to find some way to keep himself occupied pulled out the book he had been reading for the past week, Jimmy Cricket and How I Survived Grindewald. He was so engrossed in his book that he almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the Weasley ask, "What are you reading?" Not really wanting to converse he removed his hand from the front cover of the book and showed it to her. To Draco it seemed as though she was bored, because she tried to converse with him. "Is it any good?" She questioned. "It's okay," he replied. After that she must have realized that he didn't want to talk because she seemed to have shut up.
When Draco looked up from his book, 15 minutes later, it appeared that she had pulled out a book of her own. From the little he saw of the cover he could tell that it was a quidditch book. The book brought to mind the fact that she was a chaser for the Gryffindor quidditch team. Draco would never say it out loud, but he thought that she was a good chaser, and he admired watching her play, as long as it wasn't against Slytherin.
While Draco was pondering this, the conductor's voice came on the intercom announcing that they would be arriving at King Cross station in 5 minutes, and they would need to collect their things. Draco dragged his trunk from the overhead compartment and put his book away. Draco heard the Weasley girl grunt, he looked over and saw her having trouble taking her trunk down. At first Draco wasn't going to help her, but he remembered what he had told himself at the lake. When he reached over her to grab the trunk, he could tell she was surprised. Draco put down in front of her and noticed her wary look, at first he was affronted at her suspicions, but he calmed after he realized it did seem like a bit strange for him to help her.
The rest of the train ride Weasley studied him, which annoyed Draco very much. Since he had already put away his book, he had nothing to distract him, and didn't want to look like a fool pulling it back out. When the train finally pulled into the station, Draco jumped out, retrieved his trunk, and hurried out of the train.
Draco searched the station for his mother. He wandered around for a bit and finally found her off to the side away from most of the people. The only family nearby happened to be the Weasley family. Draco glanced over to see if the girl Weasley had made it off the train yet, since her trunk was so heavy. Just as he looked over, she happened to be turned in his direction and saw him looking. He scowled at her and expected her to look away, but instead she just smiled at him and mouth the word bye. Draco found himself, unconsciously and against his will, mouthing bye back. Draco quickly turned to his mother and greeted her, to distract himself from the confusing Weasley girl.
"How was school Draco?" His mother asked him.
"It was ok, nothing special."
"Well, that's good I guess."
When Draco, got home he went straight to his room, and unpacked his trunk. He liked to do things early so he would have more time to have fun in the summer. After unpacking, he still had at least an hour before dinner so he decided he was going to have a lay down. While laying down, he was wondering on how he was going to conduct himself next year. He knew that he wanted to change his ways, but he didn't want to change himself too drastically. He also knew that whatever he wanted to do, it was going to be hard, and wouldn't happen overnight. But, he already started, so he had a little pride in himself. While thinking of his first good deed, he began to think about the Weasley girl. She was a good person to try this out on, because he didn't like her, so it showed he could be kind even if he didn't like the person. He didn't expect her to think too much of his selfless act, but he could tell she did. Draco knew she didn't posses any cuddly happy thoughts towards him, but she seemed to have forgotten all about the previous year's events. She obviously didn't care that she had hexed him silly last year, because she was smiling at him this year. Draco took at quick glance at his watch, and saw that he had spent an hour thinking about it. He cleared his head and headed down to dinner.
