Draco Meets His Match

Chatper One: On Platform Nine and Three Quarters and on the Hogwarts Express

By PinkChubbyMonkey (pinkchubbymonkey@aol.com)

Disclaimer: Yeah, right, I wish that I own Harry Potter. Nope its JK and I am not making a dime from this story so please don't sue me!

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Draco is 17, so he is in his last year at Hogwarts.

Ginny is 16, so she is in her sixth year at Hogwarts.

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Draco walks on to Platform Nine and Three Quarters and is quickly followed by his mother.

"Are you excited about your last year at school, sweetheart?" says Mrs. Malfoy from behind Draco. Draco turned around and shrugged. "Oh, well, there are some other kids here, are they your friends?" she said pointing at a group of five people.

"What no Mother, they aren't my friends." Draco snapped.

"Don't snap at me honey. I was just asking. Well, have a good term. I love you. Give me a hug good bye." Draco stepped closer and hugged his mom good bye.

"I love you mum. I will write you this week. Tell me if you hear from father." Draco said. With on last hug he turned around and walked towards the train. Before he boarded he turned around to wave good bye to his mother. She waved back and blew him a kiss. He boarded the train and found a compartment that was empty, which most of the train was since it was only 10 o'clock. He glanced out the window to see if his mother was still there, but she wasn't. He looked to the left a little and there where the five people his mother asked if he was friends with. Like he would be friends with those pathetic losers, Neville Longbottom, his insane girlfriend, something Lovegood, Colin Creevy, Harry Potters most pathetic follower, and Weasel-ette, Ginny Weasley. Draco watched them for minute, they were still talking, Lovegood and Longbottom were holding hands. The mudblood was clutching a camera, and Weasley was standing there with her arms crossed and laughing. Draco rolled his eyes and turned his attention back into his empty compartment.

This year will be different, he thought to himself. Crabbe and Goyle had gone to join the Death Eaters, and would probably be killed by auors sooner or later. Draco could of gone with them, get his mark and become a follower, but Draco knew he wasn't a follower. He couldn't follow the mad man. Draco decided in his sixth year where his loyalty lay; with the old fool Dumbledore and Potter. He would never tell anyone that though. Snape told him he was proud of him, so had Dumbledore. His mother was now in some order fighting Dumbledore, he had no idea what she did, but she told Draco once his father had gone to prison that she was sick of the dark arts and was going to live her life with what she knew was right. Draco had gone with her to meet Dumbledore at some old house, his mothers cousins house or something. Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the compartment door opening. Draco looked up and sighed, of course she found him.

"Hi Draco! I had a great summer! I missed you, I wrote you like a million times and you only wrote me twice! Then again you told me you were busy. Well, come on we need to go to the head of the train, we are prefects you know. I swear, we should have been Head Boy and Girl. Are you going to get up?" said a high pitched annoying voice that only could come from Pansy.

"Yeah, let's go to the prefect cart. I didn't want to be Head Boy. And I was busy this summer. I was helping my mother." Draco said while standing up. She smiled at him and headed out of the compartment. Draco followed her to the head of the train.

He looked around. Potter was, of course, was made Head Boy, Granger, was Head Girl, and the big Weasel was a prefect, but had his arm around the Mudblood waist. Longbottom's girlfriend was a prefect and was standing next to Weasel-ette.

The train was boring and went by very slowly. Pansy talked his ear off the whole trip. Finally the train came to a stop and he lost Pansy and got a carriage alone. Luckily no one came in his carriage and he got to go to the school alone. He signed as the carriage came to a stop and got out and walked towards the castle. Within thirty seconds Pansy found him and was squeezing his arm off.

They walked together up to the school, and to the Great Hall. They met a few other Slytherin's and sat with them. Thankfully Pansy released her death grip and started having 'girl talk' with one of her friends and Draco was left with the other idiots of Slytherin to talk to.

The sorting was boring, as usual. Fifteen new Slytherin's. Just great. Dumbledore didn't have any announcements, and the tables filled with food. Just before Draco took his first bite he looked up and a small red head caught his and he felt a smile form on his face.

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