It was weeks of waiting before his plan of winning over a certain ginger beauty would begin, but every waking moment until he got onto the Hogwarts express was spent thinking about her.
Ever night he'd stay awake and imagine her next to him. Every morning he'd be upset to find his bed empty. He felt like a bloody teenage girl, but didn't really worry too much about it.
Eventually, it was time to prepare for the train and his parents drove him to King's Cross. They gave him speeches about not mixing with the wrong types and making good grades and not embarrassing the Malfoy name, but his head was off in Ginnyland. The Weasleys had just arrived at the landing next to the train and, while his parents shot glares their direction, he cherished the sight of the youngest Weasley yelling at her brothers Fred and George.
It was almost time to step into action.
Draco made his way onto the Hogwarts Express. He kept his eye out for the Weasley girl, but still stuck close to his friend Blaise. They found a compartment and sat down when he heard the mudblood Granger walking past.
"But Ronald, you don't need to waste your money on candy when you could use it on books for next year!"
"Bugger off, 'Mione. It's my money. I got it from Fred and George. They have been practically overflowing in gold since they opened up shop."
"Whatever you say, Ron. Don't come complaining to me, though, when you don't have enough to buy a butterbeer."
Draco listens to the exchange as they pass and notices a ginger girl a bit shorter than them following behind. He excuses himself from Blaise and follows the Pack of Gryffindors. Ginny drops something as she passes and quickly turns around to get it, practically running into a certain blonde male.
Draco leans down to grab what she's dropped and hands it to her, ignoring the confused look on the poor girl's face, "Such a klutz. What more can we expect from a Weasley?"
"Shut up, Malfoy. You very we'll know I could hex you right off this train."
"Perhaps, Weaslette. But would you?" He flashes the infamous Malfoy smirk and turns around to walk back to his compartment. He chuckles to himself when he hears the redhead mutter, "Ferret." Under her breath.
