Harry was sitting in his compartment reading his favorite book. It was about a family who were running away to another country, to start a new life. Harry wishes he could start a new life, he would still have his mum, and dad. He wouldn't be living with his horrid Aunt and Uncle. He would be happy. He wouldn't be scared of everyone who tried to talk to someone. He wouldn't be afraid to make friends. He wouldn't have to be afraid of anyone. He could just be Harry Potter.
The boy who Lived, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley walked through the train looking for an empty compartment. They had been looking for ten minutes when they came across a compartment with a boy reading inside. It was only him. Hermione opened the door. "Excuse me, you seem to be the only one here, may we sit with you?" She asked politely. They boy jumped when he heard her talk. "Oh um I -I guess" he stuttered. They sat down. "I am Neville Longbottom, This is Ron Weasley, and this is Hermione Granger." "Hi." Ron then spoke. "What's your name?" "Ha-" Harry started to speak when a blond boy came up to them. "My my look who it is, if it isn't Longbottom." The boy laughed. Harry saw by the expressions on their faces they did not like each other. "Shove off malfoy!" "You know, I would rather not. Anyway, I was wondering what you were doing with these idiots? Who are you anyway" Draco asked the boy. "They came in to sit. Does not matter who I am." Harry responded, and then went back to his reading. He didn't want to engage in a fight. This would only cause trouble, and with trouble came expulsion, which would leave to not escaping the Dursleys. "Malfoy Just leave already, you are quite annoying! And stop asking about him!" Hermione went to put her arm around Harry, but he moved away quickly. "See Granger, he finds you repulsive like most do." She rolled her eyes. "Malfoy, don't talk to her that way" Ron roared. Harry was feeling even more anxious. "Shut up Weasley!" Draco went to punch Ron, but he missed and hit harry. Harry got up and ran out the compartment. He couldn't deal with them. He always saw those people fighting, and he was not going to join.
"Great Job Malfoy, you hurt him!" Hermione spat at him. "Pretty sure it was all your fault, Weasley!" "For goodness sakes, Shut up and leave malfoy!" Draco glared at them and then left. He couldn't waste his time with them when he had to look for the boy. He still didn't know his name. He ran through the train, looking for the boy. He finally found him sitting in another empty compartment, reading. "Excuse me?" Harry looked up. It was the same guy who was shouting at the three others, the one that punched harry accidently. "Look I am sorry, about punching you. I was aiming for Weasley. "It's all right. I am used to it." Harry said quietly. "What?" Draco looked at him questionably. "Oh n-nothing, I uh was just saying i-it was no big deal." "What is your name?" "Harry potter." "oh cool, I am Draco malfoy. Nice to meet you Harry!"
