Ok, I'm skipping ahead to the train ride, so assume that everyone, even Draco, has their school supplies and all that.
Harry sat by himself in a compartment. After the little fight with Ron and Hermione, he just couldn't talk to them. Harry sighed, this wasn't a good way to start the year. Before he could get lost in his thoughts, he heard a familiar drawling voice.
"Get out of my bloody way. Honestly, I can't believe they let half of these untalented fools into Hogwarts. Eh, here's an empty comp-" The voice belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy. His eyes widened as Harry came into view. Harry nearly burst with happiness. So Draco was alright… Maybe there was hope after all. Harry got up to kiss Draco but…
" What the bloody hell are you doing, Potter? Trying to molest me now?" Draco didn't want to say it, but he had to, to keep Harry safe.
Draco sat down, opposite from Harry, and opened a book.
Harry wanted to cry. Why was Draco being so awful to him? After all that had happened… Harry looked over at his Draco…no, not his Draco…and felt an awful pang of hurt. 'He looks like an angel, my angel, my angel of bad faith.' At that moment, Draco looked at Harry with pain in his eyes, but Harry didn't notice. Instead, he was digging around in his bag for something.
Draco watched Harry rummage around in his bag. He felt even worse as he realized what it was. It was the snake he had given Harry over the summer. Harry finally looked up. "I'm sorry." Draco mouthed.
Harry looked shocked, but then glared at him and stalked out of the compartment. Draco was crushed. He then did something he had only done one other time in the past 13 years of his life…Draco cried.
Harry punched the wall of the train. How could Dra-Malfoy be so heartless, and then expect an "I'm sorry" to fix everything? Oh no, this was going to take a lot more to fix. Harry then did the only thing that made sense to do, he slumped to the floor and cried.
Yes, how sad. But my bunnies are starved and crying so…yea…Haha!