Millia looked in every cabin. They were all full, apart from one, so she closed the door and hopped on the seat and pulled out her discman. She wondered where Hermione was at that point, but didn't think that there were other compartments on the train. I'll see her soon anyways, she thought to herself. She stretched out across the seat to make herself comfy, put on her headphones and pressed play. Her favourite song was on, so she closed her eyes and bobbed her head to the music. Millia was just starting to get into it when she heard the door open to the cabin. She opened her eyes and saw her worst nightmare-Draco.

"S***!" She thought.

Behind Draco were standing two large guys.

"What are you doing in here?" Draco sneered at her.

Millia ignored him and went back listening to her music.

"I'm talking to you!" He yelled. Millia took off her headphones and looked up at him.

"What?" Millia said in an angry tone. Draco looked at her headphones curiously.

"What are those?" He asked, with a disgusted look on his face.

Millia knew he hadn't seen them before. So she played with him a little.

"They tell me what to do… they are my brain," Millia said, with a strange voice.

"Really?" Draco said, seeming interested in them.

"No, you dumb f***!" Millia laughed. "Now go away!"

Draco frowned, looking extremely angry.

"It plays MUGGLE music." Millia said, emphasizing the word muggle. Draco sneered; he did NOT like her attitude AT ALL.

"You're in MY cabin, so YOU get out!" Draco yelled.

"Oh, and I suppose it has your name on it. Does it?" Millia said sarcastically.

Draco grinned and pointed up to a sign that read in gold letters- DRACO MALFOY.

Millia felt like a right dick, but she didn't want to show it. She got up, packed her things in her small bag and walked towards Draco. On her way out she shoved him with her right shoulder, hard.

"INVERNTO!!" Draco shouted.

Millia suddenly froze. She could not move her feet at all.

Draco walked up to her and looked at her hard in the eye.

"Don't you EVER mess with me again, you bitch," he said, whispering hard in her ear. He then backed away evilly grinning, towards his cabin, with his two sidekick friends.

"This is what I think of you, Draco," Millia said to him. She then spat in front of him with rage.

Draco's friends were about to move towards her with their fists out, until Draco stopped them.

"Crabbe, Goyle! Don't stoop to her PATHETICNESS!'' He said to both of them. Draco and co. then walked inside their cabin slamming the door

"There's a good chance she's going to be in Slytherin," Goyle said to Crabbe.

Draco looked at them both, smiling.

"Lets just hope she is," he said.

Crabbe and Goyle looked confused and clueless. They knew Draco was up to something, but couldn't figure out what.

"We'll be ready for her. Just you wait and see," Draco said, getting comfy in his seat, lying back.

Crabbe and Goyle exchanged looks and started laughing.

Millia was still stuck there, trying to move.

"Millia!" She heard a voice coming closer.

A door opened. Hermione came rushing towards her with Harry and a redheaded boy.

"Oh, thank-goodness we found you, I was starting to get worried! Lets go!" Hermione said, moving back towards the door.

"I can't move!" Millia exclaimed. Hermione turned around with a confused look.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

Millia explained how Draco put a spell on her to make her freeze. Hermione, Harry and the redhead looked at each other angrily.

"Malfoy," Harry said, looking at the redheaded boy next to him.

"Oh, move over," Hermione said to Harry. Hermione then took out her wand and pointed it towards Millia's feet.

"UNVERNTO!!" Hermione said. Within a second or two, Millia could move again. It felt great to be back to normal.

"Thanks," said Millia, feeling much better.

"Don't mention it," she said smiling.

"Let's get out of here, this Slytherin carriage is freaking me out," the redheaded boy said, looking around the dark, gray cabins.

They left towards another carriage and found an empty room, then sat down.

"It's good to get out of there," said Millia. "I would of ripped that Draco's head off if, I stayed any longer," she laughed. They all burst out with laughter.

"Millia, this is Ron by the way," Harry said to her.

"Hi," they both said.

Just then the train started to move, with a bang.

"So how did you end up in Draco's cabin?" Ron asked.

"I couldn't find you guys, so I chilled out in his cabin-not knowing it of course. Then all that mush happened and yea,'' Millia answered freely.

"So how was your first experience meeting Malfoy?" Harry questioned.

Millia didn't know what to say. She didn't want them to know her mother knew his father, did she?

"Oh, no. I have met him before, disturbingly. I ran into him and his father in Diagon Ally," Millia explained, not mentioning their connections.

They all looked surprised.

"Really? Well it won't be your last either. We've had to put up with that idiotic creep for five years," Hermione sighed.

"Yup," they all joined in.

"It felt like I've known him for five years!" Millia exclaimed.

"Well… you better get used to it, Malfoy hates our guts. In fact he just about nearly hates everyone," Harry said.

"That's not hard to believe," Millia commented. She felt miserable knowing she was going to have to put up with him for the next two years. Suddenly, the door opened.

"Anything off the trolley, dears?" An old lady with fuzzy gray hair asked.

Millia took some few chocolate frogs for all of them. They sat there happily munching, talking about different things.

"Hey, Millia you better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon," Hermione said, interrupting something Harry was saying about a prank last year.

Millia got up and headed for a changing room. She got changed and looked in the mirror.

"Well Millia, so far you've got one enemy and three friends. Don't screw anything up," she whispered to herself.

After putting on some lip-gloss she headed back to her cabin.

''We're just about here guys. Who's looking forward to a new and exciting year?!'' Hermione asked, with a huge smile on her face. Harry, Ron and Millia looked at each other grinning.

The train stopped and everyone got out. Millia looked around at her surroundings. It was a warm breezy night. Nothing could possibly go wrong.