Hazel slowly opened her eyes, unsure of where she was. Then she saw that
she was in a brightly lit train compartment with red carpeted walls and
windows with red velvet curtains. And oooh what I view! Those lustrous
hills and deep shadowed woods passing her by ... wait a minute!
"How the heck did I get here" Hazel thought starting to get up but her head stung like she was just stabbed with a jagged knife. "What the- OOW!!!" she exclaimed in pain. She felt blood on the back of her head. Then she saw him. An extremely, handsome, well toned boy about her age, she was guessing, with slivery blond hair. "Who the hell are you..?"
"Temper temper..." he said with a very annoying smirk. "I found you lying unconscious on the pavement and kindly brought you here so you wouldn't miss the train. So don't get mad at me."
"You didn't answer my question." She said shortly, as her temper was rising.
"Draco... Draco Malfoy." The boy said seeing his affect on her. "And yours?"
"Hazel... Hazel Stirling." She said back trying to calm herself, seeing his excitement. "And I guess a thank you is in order... so thanks... "
"Your welcome" he said proudly. He couldn't help but notice her slender features... she was about 5'7 with smooth chestnut hair a little below her shoulders, supple breasts and toned stomach and her eyes... Draco was mesmerized by her dazzling hazel eyes, suiting her name perfectly.
"Do you have a problem Mr. Malfoy?" Hazel snapped noticing the look in his steel grey eyes.
Draco jumped "Um no, sorry." Draco looked down the hall then back at the empty spot next to her. "Is this seat taken?"
"I guess not." Hazel said hesitating a bit. He gave her an uneasy feeling. She then motioned to the seat next to her. "Well are you gonna sit or not?"
"Not if you're going to be a bitch like that," and with that he stormed out of the compartment. 'Stupid ungrateful little.... Although I do say that she is not bad looking, at all.' Thought Draco, as he looked for his two slave- like friends, Crabbe and Goyle.
All of a sudden the compartment door opened and in walked 3 people, two boys and a girl, talking about quidditch.
"Hey! Do you mind if we sit here? There are no other empty compartments left. By the way my names Hermione Granger and this is Harry potter and Ron Weasly," the girl with bushy brown hair said while motioning to two tall boys, one with messy black hair and glasses and the other with flaming red hair.
"Sure. Take a seat... my names Hazel Stirling. I'm new here; Transferred from Nebulous, over in Ireland." Hazel said not wanting to explain too much because she hated talking about her past...
"Oohh! I heard about that... so sorry. It was quite tragic..." said Hermione taking a seat across from Hazel while Ron and Harry took the other two empty seats.
"What's going on? Oh wait... I think my dad told me about that. The ministry was on that case all summer. I heard a lot of people were killed!" exclaimed Ron.
"Ron! You're so insensitive! What if someone she knew was killed?" Hermione screamed at her friend who was very red in the face now, being extremely embarrassed.
"Yea... you know I don't really want to talk about it, ok?" Hazel stammered eyes getting slightly damp, but she wouldn't break down... not in front of these people who could become her friends.
"So... what was Malfoy doing in here right before we came?" said Harry trying to start conversation, and being utterly curious all the same. "We saw him walking down the hall muttering something dark under his breath. He almost knocked Hermione over."
"Oh that. He just helped me onto the train... I was unconscious. Umm...long story; don't ask," hazel said almost giggling, seeing the queerness of the situation.
"Ok then... he didn't give you any trouble did he? He's known for being a pompous ass you know." Said Ron, starting to get angry. He never stopped hating Malfoy.
"No, he didn't give me any trouble but he sure is an ass." Said Hazel remembering his smugness.
The train stopped and people started moving in the corridors.
"Looks like we're here," said Hermione getting her stuff and shooing everyone out of the compartment.
Hazel stood outside the train and looked up at the towering castle that was her new school. She was amazed; she didn't know a school could be so beautiful in the moonlight under a sky full of twinkling stars.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" said Harry seeing her glossy gaze at the towering figure. "It's my favorite place in the world... I'm really going to miss it next year. Enough starring... let's go get some eats!" he finished with a laugh.
"How the heck did I get here" Hazel thought starting to get up but her head stung like she was just stabbed with a jagged knife. "What the- OOW!!!" she exclaimed in pain. She felt blood on the back of her head. Then she saw him. An extremely, handsome, well toned boy about her age, she was guessing, with slivery blond hair. "Who the hell are you..?"
"Temper temper..." he said with a very annoying smirk. "I found you lying unconscious on the pavement and kindly brought you here so you wouldn't miss the train. So don't get mad at me."
"You didn't answer my question." She said shortly, as her temper was rising.
"Draco... Draco Malfoy." The boy said seeing his affect on her. "And yours?"
"Hazel... Hazel Stirling." She said back trying to calm herself, seeing his excitement. "And I guess a thank you is in order... so thanks... "
"Your welcome" he said proudly. He couldn't help but notice her slender features... she was about 5'7 with smooth chestnut hair a little below her shoulders, supple breasts and toned stomach and her eyes... Draco was mesmerized by her dazzling hazel eyes, suiting her name perfectly.
"Do you have a problem Mr. Malfoy?" Hazel snapped noticing the look in his steel grey eyes.
Draco jumped "Um no, sorry." Draco looked down the hall then back at the empty spot next to her. "Is this seat taken?"
"I guess not." Hazel said hesitating a bit. He gave her an uneasy feeling. She then motioned to the seat next to her. "Well are you gonna sit or not?"
"Not if you're going to be a bitch like that," and with that he stormed out of the compartment. 'Stupid ungrateful little.... Although I do say that she is not bad looking, at all.' Thought Draco, as he looked for his two slave- like friends, Crabbe and Goyle.
All of a sudden the compartment door opened and in walked 3 people, two boys and a girl, talking about quidditch.
"Hey! Do you mind if we sit here? There are no other empty compartments left. By the way my names Hermione Granger and this is Harry potter and Ron Weasly," the girl with bushy brown hair said while motioning to two tall boys, one with messy black hair and glasses and the other with flaming red hair.
"Sure. Take a seat... my names Hazel Stirling. I'm new here; Transferred from Nebulous, over in Ireland." Hazel said not wanting to explain too much because she hated talking about her past...
"Oohh! I heard about that... so sorry. It was quite tragic..." said Hermione taking a seat across from Hazel while Ron and Harry took the other two empty seats.
"What's going on? Oh wait... I think my dad told me about that. The ministry was on that case all summer. I heard a lot of people were killed!" exclaimed Ron.
"Ron! You're so insensitive! What if someone she knew was killed?" Hermione screamed at her friend who was very red in the face now, being extremely embarrassed.
"Yea... you know I don't really want to talk about it, ok?" Hazel stammered eyes getting slightly damp, but she wouldn't break down... not in front of these people who could become her friends.
"So... what was Malfoy doing in here right before we came?" said Harry trying to start conversation, and being utterly curious all the same. "We saw him walking down the hall muttering something dark under his breath. He almost knocked Hermione over."
"Oh that. He just helped me onto the train... I was unconscious. Umm...long story; don't ask," hazel said almost giggling, seeing the queerness of the situation.
"Ok then... he didn't give you any trouble did he? He's known for being a pompous ass you know." Said Ron, starting to get angry. He never stopped hating Malfoy.
"No, he didn't give me any trouble but he sure is an ass." Said Hazel remembering his smugness.
The train stopped and people started moving in the corridors.
"Looks like we're here," said Hermione getting her stuff and shooing everyone out of the compartment.
Hazel stood outside the train and looked up at the towering castle that was her new school. She was amazed; she didn't know a school could be so beautiful in the moonlight under a sky full of twinkling stars.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" said Harry seeing her glossy gaze at the towering figure. "It's my favorite place in the world... I'm really going to miss it next year. Enough starring... let's go get some eats!" he finished with a laugh.