Well, here it is, number 2 in a long line of chapters….how do y'all like it so far? I'll admit that chapter one was a little messed up and hard to follow, hopefully this one's a bit better! I tried to keep everyone in character as best I could, but sometimes I just can't help letting the way I WANT to see everyone take over….anywho…Enjoy, and please don't forget to review and tell me what you think, even if it is bad! But if you are gonna criticize, at least please try to make it constructive! Thanks!

Whoops! I forgot to do a disclaimer for my last chapter, so for all you legal folks, here it is: I don't own Harry Potter or anything affiliated with it…though I wouldn't gripe if I did! ;)

And now presenting…(drumroll please) –hee hee ;)

CHAPTER 2: "Don't Judge A Boy By His Tailor"

***

3 Weeks Later

"Excuse me sir, would you be as kind as to enlighten me as to where I might find platform nine and three quarters?"

The burly conductor looked at her strangely for a moment before muttering "Little hooligan" and walking away. Adel felt like crying. Never in her life had she been treated so poorly and by so many people. Didn't those idiots realize who she was? That was the fifth person who had insulted her within a ten-minute time frame. She just didn't understand. Her ticket clearly said " The Hogwarts Express Departing From Platform Nine and Three Quarters 2:00 pm." Adel glanced at her watch desperately. It was ten minutes to two. She had to find that platform, and she had to find it NOW, before she missed her train.

Looking around, she realized that she was standing right between platforms nine and ten. In complete frustration, she pounded her fist against the barrier. However, rather than smacking her hand hard against the brick wall, and consequently breaking several bones, all she felt was air. Adel stared in disbelief. Her hand had disappeared inside of the wall. Looking around nervously, she cautiously pulled her hand out and started to push her baggage cart against the wall. To her utter amazement, it went through as well. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes she ran with all her might against the wall and waited to be knocked out cold. But it didn't happen, she just kept going until she felt a jolt and heard an irritated "Oww! Watch where you're going you stupid prat!" Slowly, she opened her eyes. Directly in front of her cart was the most handsome boy-(correction)-man, she had ever laid eyes on. Strands of his gleaming white blond hair where hanging in front of his eyes, partially obscuring them, which Adel noticed were a startling shade of silvery blue. His white shirt and khakis looked like they were made for him and he wore a heavy gold watch around her wrist. So caught up was she in her observations, it wasn't until the boy muttered an impatient "Ahem!" that she realized he was glaring at her and rubbing his shoulder.

"Oh lord, I'm so sorry" Adel apologized profusely "I have to admit I've never ran through a wall before and it have me a bit of a fright; I wasn't watching where I was going"

She waited for some sort of acknowledgement to her apology, but none came. She shifty nervously from foot to foot as the boy regarded her, lazily running his eyes up and down her frame as he evaluated her. She felt like his eyes were boring into her soul as he looked at her. Finally, he spoke.

"You look a bit.... mature for a first year" he smirked, staring pointedly at her chest.

"You vile, disgusting creature!" Adel yelled at him as she realized what he was implying "Never in my life have I been treated in such a terrible manner. You obviously have no upbringing what-so-ever or you would know how to properly treat a lady!….you….you…. scurvy knave!"

"Oh shit…" Adel mentally kicked herself "Where the hell did that come from?" her brain yelled at her "Scurvy knave? Who are you, Long John Silver?" Mortified, Adel waited for the boy to laugh at her….but he didn't….he just….stood there….staring….at her soul…

***

Unfortunately for Adel, It just so happened that the boy whom she had just slighted was none other aristocratic snob # 1 himself, the infamous Draco Malfoy, and he was NOT happy. "Who the HELL does she think she is?" he wondered incredulously. He had been called a lot of things during his life, but never once had anyone had the gall to insult his breeding. Didn't she have any idea who he was? He'd show her! He'd put her in her place, stupid muggle brat! "Oh sure, she's a hottie" Draco thought to himself "Just look at that hair…and those eyes…and that body! " his brain added as an afterthought as Draco stared at her long tan legs, clearly visible extending languidly from her short gray shirt. "But she's also turning out to be quite a little pain in the ass!" Draco yelled back mentally, furious with himself for getting worked up about a stupid girl. He'd show her, he'd show them all! He couldn't wait to see the look on her face after he was through with her. Much to Draco's complete and utter fury, however, he couldn't think of a single clever remark to throw in her face. The words just wouldn't come. Not a single insult, barb or jibe. There was just…nothing. And it KILLED him. After all, 'scurvy knave' wasn't that hard to top. But nothing happened. For the first time in Draco Malfoy's seventeen years, he was at a total loss for words. Furious he whirled around in attempt to stalk away and join his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle in their compartment on the train, before this stupid girl could damage his ego any further. However, before he could take two steps he heard all too familiar snickering. "Oh terrific" he muttered as he turned and came face to face with none other than Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and his sister Ginny, and Hermione Granger, who were taking the opportunity to laugh hysterically at him.

"Oh look" Draco sneered, trying to save face "It's Potty, Weasel and Mudblood Granger....and wouldn't you know they're brought little weasel with them" he added, referring to Ron Weasley's little sister Ginny. Not that Draco even knew her, but the fact that she was dating Harry Potter was more than enough reason for him to despise her. Ron looked like he was about to attack Draco, but it seemed that that little know it all, Hermione Granger was holding him back.

"Sod off Ferret Boy" Hermione muttered, as she kept a firm hold on Ron's robes.

"What's the matter Weasley? Need your little girlfriend to fight your battles for you?" Draco snickered, ignoring Hermione's reference to that unfortunate little incident with the boggart.

Before Ron could reply, however, the conductor called "All aboard" Looking around, they could see that they were the only six people left on the platform and they all had to scramble to get themselves, as well as there things on board before the train pulled away, destination: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.