Chapter 1: The Train
Harry Potter stared blankly out the train window as fields and the occasional pond were passed by as the sped through the country side. He sighed sadly. He hated being the new kid. He supposed he should be used to it by now. He'd been to about 12 schools in the last 6 years. Mostly due to the fact that his aunt and uncle shipped him off somewhere new every time he started to make friends. But he guessed life was easier that way. No fighting, no worries but school. Though it was exceptionally lonely at times.
A knock on the compartment door stirred him from his thoughts. "Come in." he said, curious as to why anyone would want to talk to him. Hell, he didn't even know anyone. The door opened revealing a boy with red hair and a fair amount of freckles and a girl with curly brown hair. "Can we sit in here? Everywhere else is full." the boy asked, giving Harry a small smile. "Of course." Harry gestured to the empty seats in front of him. "I'm Ron Weasly by the way. And this is Hermione Granger. Are you new here? I've never seen you before."
"Oh. Umm. I'm Harry Potter. Yeah, my aunt and uncle just sent me here. They move me from school to school a lot actually." Ron opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the compartment door opening. Harry looked around and met the gaze of a beautiful blond boy. He stared at his grey eyes then immediately blushed when he realized he was staring. The boy smiled, showing off perfect teeth. "So it's true then. There is a new kid this year. What's your name then?" Harry jumped at being addressed by the blond. "Uh...umm...H-Harry Pot-Potter. W-Who are you?" he managed to sputter out earning raised eyebrows from Ron and Hermione. The boy stared at him. Harry turned crimson. "Well I'm Draco Malfoy. If you need any uh...help with classes just ask." Draco just wouldn't take his eyes off Harry, or maybe he couldn't, causing Potter to turn an even darker shade of red if it was possible. Malfoy smiled at Harry before turning and walking out into the hallway.
The second the door closed, Harry's face lost some of its color but it was still pretty pink. "Uh, Harry? Are you blushing? And what was that look you were giving him? Your tongue was practically hanging out your mouth." Ron had raised his eyebrows so far that they were in danger of disappearing into his hair. Hermione was looking from Harry to the door and back. Then a smile spread across her face as if she understood something the others didn't. "I don't know what your talking about Ron. I didn't see anything. Maybe your tired and just seeing things." she said, smiling knowingly at Harry. He just looked at her confused. What if she knows what I was thinking? Oh shit.' Ron stared at Harry confused. "Y-Yeah. I'm just tired. That's all." he said trying to convince himself he really didn't see anything. Harry sighed. I wish that Draco guy could have stayed longer.' he glanced out the window before turning to listen to the conversation Ron and Hermione were having.
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Draco walked slowly back to his compartment. 1That guy in there was actually kind of cute. Wait, did I just say that? Well he was cute. But I'm not gay. Am I?' he continued to fight with himself long after he had sat down next to Goyle. Well, maybe I could be...if he were anyway. Maybe...' he decided he was gonna get Harry and his friends to come play a game with him later. He looked out the window thinking what game could get Harry to tell him what he was thinking about him. He knew there was a game he played when he was little with his older cousin. What was it called again? Oh! Truth or dare! That way no matter what Potter picked he would still get him to admit what he was thinking.