Chapter 1: Introductions

Lacy sat on the inside the last compartment on a train bound for Hogwarts. It was her first year there, but she was in her sixth year, and she was a Slytherin; to her, the best house in the entire school. She didn't know anyone here, so she didn't have friends, but she didn't care because there were more important things than friends. Lacy looked out of the window and saw the bricks of the tunnel start to move. She heard footsteps outside the compartment down the isles. Lacy sighed and took out a book and started reading, she was normally up for a good read, but she wasn't in the mood to read today. She felt someone outside her compartment staring in at her, but she didn't know who he was. She stood up and locked the compartment door in his face, but he pulled out his wand and unlocked the door with a simple spell. Lacy sat down and opened her book while the stranger slipped in the door.

"Who do you think you are, trying to lock me out? Do you have any idea who I am?" He had slicked back blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was cocky and confident . . . almost American. She didn't like him one bit, so she ignored him and went on reading her book.

"I'll have you know that I am Draco Malfoy! Answer me!" He shouted at her. Lacy looked up at him, and replied. "You are a Malfoy?" He looked at her like she finally understood who he really was. "Just a Malfoy? Well then there is no threat there, now is there? I want to read, so if you don't mind, go away." Malfoy looked at her.

"What do you mean just a Malfoy? My family is one of the most respected pure blood wizarding families. And what are you? Nothing, half-and-half or a Mudblood my bet." He said these words with as much malice as he could manage, but still Lacy was nonplused.

"When I said that you were just a Malfoy, it meant that you are so cocky and arrogant I would have expected someone of the highest position, but you are only a Malfoy, which is nothing to be impressed by. I am no half-and-half or a Mudblood, but a pure blood. And since you are a Malfoy, we really should not be talking. It would kill my father if he knew I was associating with someone as low as a Malfoy." Lacy said it devoid of emotion, because he was not worthy of her emotions. She pointed at the door behind him, and he looked at it, but did not move.

"I am not going any where. If you think you are above me, who are you?" Malfoy was sizing up his competition. He sat down opposite of her on the seat. Lacy stared at him like she could not believe that he was actually defying her, she liked that.

"I am Larissa Kilnern, daughter of Peter Kilnern." She said it as if it was as plain as day. Malfoy looked at her with fear in his eyes, he wasn't very good at hiding his emotions. "Now, leave." Malfoy quickly got up and headed for the door. He turned around and stared at her, but Lacy glared at him and he quickly left.

Finally! He is gone. Took him awhile, and I had to give him my real name to make him go. I don't like him very much, but we'll have to get along eventually because we'll be in the same house. Oh boy, he'll get real cocky then. I shouldn't have told him my real name, just curse him and make him leave. But, I didn't do that, I told him who I was. He probably didn't know who I am anyway, and if he does, then so what? What harm can he do to me? Nothing, because after all he is only a Malfoy.

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Author's Note: I am trying out this style of writing and this type of story. I just wanted to, seeing the third Harry Potter movie inspired me. Any suggestions what to do are welcomed as well as comments. Keep Burning. Ash