I found an empty compartment on the Hogwarts Express and sat, staring out of the window as the scenery flew by. I felt lonely as the train began its journey into another unknown for me. I'd heard so much about Hogwarts before I began there, it sounded awe-inspiring and mildly frightening. I rested the side of my face against the cool glass of the window and nodded off to sleep.

Suddenly the compartment door open, jerking me awake. I look up, startled to see six fellow students standing expectantly in the doorway.

'Hello' said a girl with bushy brown hair. 'Do you mind if we join you? Everywhere else is full.'

I felt irritated that they had invaded my personal space but I let them in anyway, thinking that I had no choice, which didn't turn out to be so bad after all.

The students introduced themselves to me ; Hermione, the girl that had spoken to me, Ron, Ginny, who was Ron's younger sister, Neville, Luna and Harry Potter.

I tried not to show my amazement as he smiled and nodded at me.

Like me Hermione, Ron, Harry and Neville were in sixth year.

For all they'd done during their times at Hogwarts they were so much easier to talk to than anyone else had been at my old schools.

I soon became very talkative and was halfway through telling the group about my experiences at the Canadian Magic School when the compartment door slid open for the second time.

Everyone around me stiffened noticeably and pulled out their wands as three youths stepped in. Two of them were large with short brown hair and dull eyes and expressions but the third, shorter had grey eyes and slicked back blond hair.

I started with recognition, it was my childhood friend, Draco.

Draco glanced silently around the room. When our eyes met he stepped back slightly in surprise but instead of the bright greeting I had expected he looked my companions over one more time, and then back at me. He sneered.

'Typical' I heard him mutter as he and his two side-kicks departed.

I leaned back against my seat and sighed closing my eyes for a moment. Why was I close to tears? We hadn't seen each other since we were six after all! Of course he doesn't still consider me a friend!  Maybe he hadn't recognized me. When I finally opened my eyes I found the others staring at me.

'What was THAT about?' Ron asked 'You know the git or something?'

He sounded so completely revolted that it didn't take an Order of Merlin to figure out that they hated each other.

I faked a smile, 'No I don't know him, anyone want to play another game of exploding snap?'.