Harry got along really well with Lauren, yet he felt that she was somewhat distant from her... As though, he didn't like the idea of them being distant... Was this Cho all over again? But Harry felt in his somewhat empty heart, that Lauren wasn't that type. Lauren was very adventurous, yet rebellious (her clothes seemed to show that right away, it was a mix of American and Punk), more rebellious than a Gryffindor is what Harry was afraid of. He wouldn't be able to stand seeing her in Draco's house, ANY house other than that would be ok...
As the days passed on, Harry was anxious to get to Hogwarts, away from the muggle world, back with all of his Gryffindor house-mates. And Harry had noticed that Hermione and Ron got along quite well too... Ron had a funny way of showing his interest, but they hadn't been fighting as often. But Harry said nothing so as not to jinx it.
Finally, the day came for the departure to Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters.
Lauren felt quite nervous, were they going to accept her? Would they make fun of her because of her accent? Would she do well in her classes? Most of her questions were answered on the train, Harry and the others had found an empty car. Lauren was introduced to a lot of new people yet managed to slink out of their car unseen. Too many questions... Lauren thought as she entered the small and narrow hallway. And there, she bumped into the one, the only, Draco Malfoy.
"You again..." His eyes darted between her and the hallway.
"Yes, I met you in Diagon Alley; you're...Draco...right?" Lauren hesitated as his eyes met hers.
"Yeah, Draco Malfoy pleased to meet you" he shook her hand, and gave her a small smile.
"You don't sound like much of a Londoner though, where are you from?" he asked.
"I was born in Canada, although my parents are both from London. We moved here about a month ago..." she replied.
"Well, since you're new, I'll excuse you from hanging out with the mudblood and them... come into my car..." he invited her in with a swish of his hand.
Lauren walked in carefully, as Draco shoved his large goons out.
"What is Canada like?" he asked right off the bat.
"Well, most people think that it's cold all year round, but it's pretty nice. It's very woody though..." she trailed off at the thought of Lake Ontario, as it shimmered as she left Canada. As she left Canada...her friends...for possibly forever....what a depressing thought, she thought to herself.
"You must miss it...I can see it in your eyes..." Draco said hesitantly so as not to offend her.
"Yeah, I do." she answered solemnly.
Lauren snuggled up beside her. Draco didn't seem to mind, it was actually what he was hoping would happen.
"So...what are you like? And why do you hate Hermione and Harry so much?" She asked out of curiosity.
Draco glared at her.
"It started in about the first year, I was trying to get Harry into the 'right' crowd, yet he spat it in my face. Weasley didn't help either, always throwing insults at me because of my father. Now that my father's in jail, it should be interesting trying to get him to stop..." Draco glared at Lauren.
"Oh..." She trailed off not knowing what to say to that.
Lauren soon felt Draco's arm drape itself around and onto her shoulder. [i]He is sly...[/i] she thought to herself. She had no intention of moving it though, she was quite comfortable at where it was.
After a while of chatting, Lauren looked at her watch.
"Oh my, Hermione and them will be wondering where I had gotten to, I'd better go!" Lauren pecked Draco on the cheek and left the car.
As the days passed on, Harry was anxious to get to Hogwarts, away from the muggle world, back with all of his Gryffindor house-mates. And Harry had noticed that Hermione and Ron got along quite well too... Ron had a funny way of showing his interest, but they hadn't been fighting as often. But Harry said nothing so as not to jinx it.
Finally, the day came for the departure to Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters.
Lauren felt quite nervous, were they going to accept her? Would they make fun of her because of her accent? Would she do well in her classes? Most of her questions were answered on the train, Harry and the others had found an empty car. Lauren was introduced to a lot of new people yet managed to slink out of their car unseen. Too many questions... Lauren thought as she entered the small and narrow hallway. And there, she bumped into the one, the only, Draco Malfoy.
"You again..." His eyes darted between her and the hallway.
"Yes, I met you in Diagon Alley; you're...Draco...right?" Lauren hesitated as his eyes met hers.
"Yeah, Draco Malfoy pleased to meet you" he shook her hand, and gave her a small smile.
"You don't sound like much of a Londoner though, where are you from?" he asked.
"I was born in Canada, although my parents are both from London. We moved here about a month ago..." she replied.
"Well, since you're new, I'll excuse you from hanging out with the mudblood and them... come into my car..." he invited her in with a swish of his hand.
Lauren walked in carefully, as Draco shoved his large goons out.
"What is Canada like?" he asked right off the bat.
"Well, most people think that it's cold all year round, but it's pretty nice. It's very woody though..." she trailed off at the thought of Lake Ontario, as it shimmered as she left Canada. As she left Canada...her friends...for possibly forever....what a depressing thought, she thought to herself.
"You must miss it...I can see it in your eyes..." Draco said hesitantly so as not to offend her.
"Yeah, I do." she answered solemnly.
Lauren snuggled up beside her. Draco didn't seem to mind, it was actually what he was hoping would happen.
"So...what are you like? And why do you hate Hermione and Harry so much?" She asked out of curiosity.
Draco glared at her.
"It started in about the first year, I was trying to get Harry into the 'right' crowd, yet he spat it in my face. Weasley didn't help either, always throwing insults at me because of my father. Now that my father's in jail, it should be interesting trying to get him to stop..." Draco glared at Lauren.
"Oh..." She trailed off not knowing what to say to that.
Lauren soon felt Draco's arm drape itself around and onto her shoulder. [i]He is sly...[/i] she thought to herself. She had no intention of moving it though, she was quite comfortable at where it was.
After a while of chatting, Lauren looked at her watch.
"Oh my, Hermione and them will be wondering where I had gotten to, I'd better go!" Lauren pecked Draco on the cheek and left the car.