Chapter Two: New Friends
"I cannot believe that you accepted my friendship, Potter." Draco said. They had just sat down in their compartment."It wasn't any big deal. What I can't believe is that people actually want to be my friends. I've never had a friend before...and call me Harry."
Draco's jaw fell open. "No friends? Really? Then again, I've never had any real friends, with the exception of one or two, so I can see where you're coming from...and if I can call you Harry, then you can call me Draco."
Harry smiled. "Okay...Draco." Draco smiled back. Suddenly, a pug-faced girl ran in and threw herself on top of Draco.
"Draco, how are you? They say Harry Potter's in here...is it you?" the girl asked.
Harry blinked. "Er-"
"Pansy!" a boy called. A tall, black-haired boy ran in. "There you are! Hey, Draco. How've ya been? Its been awhile...Pansy, get off of him! You know he isn't str-Who're you?" The boy had turned his attention to Harry.
Harry stood up. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter. Who are you?" he asked.
The boys mouth dropped open slightly. "H-H-Harry Potter? As in, The-Boy-Who-Lived?" he asked.
Harry nodded. "Blimey. I can't believe it..." He blinked as if he just noticed what he was saying. He grinned sheepishly. "So sorry. I'm Blaise, by the way. Blaise Zabini. Nice to meet you." He shook Harry's hand. Pansy stood up, smiling. She reached out to shake Harry's hand as well.
"I'm Pansy Parkinson. Nice to meet you, Potter."
"Please, call me Harry." he said with a smile.
"Alright, Harry." she let go of his hand and sat next to Draco. Harry resumed his seat accross from Draco, and Blaise sat next to him. Crabbe and Goyle left to go get more food. They talked until they got to Hogwarts.