Artemis was making his way through the middle of the carriage when he overheard some interesting remarks about the upcoming year- something about a 'TriWizard Tournament'. He paused and pressed his ear against the wall. He knocked. Quickly the talking stopped and he found himself staring into a face as pale as his own- yet he had the advantage of height.

"What do you want?" said the blonde-haired boy.

"Sorry, just feeling a little.lost. I've transferred from Durmstrang," he offered, mentioning the name of one of the other schools he'd considered.

The boy's face lit up. "Really? Come inside. my name's Malfoy. Draco Malfoy," he said, after evaluating the taller boy.

"Artemis... Wolf," he drawled, his lips curled up sinisterly in a rare smile.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "So, Mister Wolf," Draco began, giving dark looks to Crabbe and Goyle who took the hint and quickly slide to the end of a seat, making room for Artemis, "Tell me about yourself."

"Not much to tell, really," replied Artemis dryly.

"Oh. well, do you know what house you're in?" said Draco hopefully.

"Slytherin, apparently," Artemis had chosen this house, because he'd heard that there his malevolent deeds would just be excused as an early show of brilliance.

"So am I. It's just the place for people like you and me," Malfoy observed, leaning back in his seat with a knowing smile. Malfoy paused for a moment, before saying, "We were just discussing the imminent Triwizard Tournament."

"Oh?" Artemis raised an eyebrow, indicating to him to go on.

"Yes, an inter-school wizarding championship. My father told me about it; he's in the school board, you know."

"Who can enter?" asked Artemis, even more intrigued.

"Oh, I suppose they'll have an age limit this time, my father told me that it'll be rather more 'safety conscious' this time; it was banned before, because of all the deaths," he said sarcastically. "No matter, I'll find a way to overcome it," Malfoy added thoughtfully.

"Hmmm." Thoughts wizzed through Artemis's brain, plans formulated at an awesome speed.

"Know much about the school?" Malfoy broke the silence.

"A little. What are the teachers like?"

"The headmaster is horrible, but you'll get on well with our house-leader, Professor Snape, if I'm not mistaken. He's in charge of Potions, too."

"Exxxxxcellent." Artemis articulated.

"Oh, and you should watch out for Harry Potter, he's a terrible nuisance. Thinks he's the saviour of mankind," said Malfoy bitterly, folding his arms and hardening his jaw, and kicking the snoring Goyle savagely to wake him up.

"Thanks for the tips, Draco," said Artemis, over the whimpers of Goyle.

"Good to have you here," answered Malfoy.

They shook hands and sat back in their seats, deep in thought.