A/N: Okay. sorry it took me so long to update. Roommate problems. Anyways on to the story. Enjoy!
I climbed on the Hogwarts train on September first. People are giving me odd looks. I'm not surprised through. I probably look familiar to them, they just can't put their finger on it. I walk down the corridor looking for a empty compartment though I can't seem to find any. I open up one compartment and I gasp. In this compartment sits my brother... Ron! I want to hold him, I want him to tell me everything is going to be alright, I want him to know I'm alive and that I survived. I want to say hello.
"Hello." I say "Can I sit here?" I ask. Ron looks up at me and gives me a look that should have killed me.
"No. Go away!" Ron says. I can feel the colour drain from my face. He doesn't recognize me. My own brother... My eyes swell up with tears. He doesn't realize who I am. Then I think, What a stupid idiot. He doesn't even recognize his own sister.
I close the compartment door and kept on looking for an empty compartment. When I don't find one I settled for the one with Neville Longbottom in it.
"Hi Neville." I say.
"Do I know you?" Neville asked. I didn't expect him to know who I was. Afterall Ron didn't even know.
"No I'm a transfer student. Someone told me who was in here. And seeing as you are the only one here I just assumed that was your name." I said. I think I covered my ass pretty well.
"Oh" he said. Neville has always been a little odd. Oh well. At least he'll forget about this incident shortly after he gets off the train.
Just then Draco Malfoy opens up the compartment door. "Longottom how many times do I have to tell you not to sit in my compartment?"
"Sorry Malfoy. I forgot."
"You are a forgetfull idiot. Get out of my sight and go sit with your friends...if you can remember who they are." Draco sneered. Neville half jumped, half ran out of the compartment.
Draco sat down across from me and at first it didn't seem that he even knew that I was sitting there. "And what is your excuse for sitting in my compartment?" He asked me without even looking up.
"Exchange student." I said simply.
Draco looked at me then. "Oh" he said. He seemed almost interested in the false fact. "And which school are you coming from?"
"That isn't any of your business." I told him. I will never be able to forget about all those years that he had teased me and my family. Never. And not to mention he was probably a death eater. Probably, though I never did see him at Voldermorts mansion.
"The name is Draco Malfoy. Dra if you will please."
"Dra? since when do you go by that?" I asked
"Have we met before?" He asked curiously.
"Not formally, though we have crossed eachothers paths before." I told him. It was a lie, I know that.
"Well since you know my name, why don't you tell me what your's is?" He said. There was something in his voice. I'm not really sure what it was. But I felt I could trust him and that he wouldn't hurt me. It sounds strange. Afterall this was Draco Malfoy and he was the enemy to my brother and his friends not to mention my own enemy. Though perhaps things would change this year. I do need a friend in this place, this place that I onced called my home that I now feel like some dark stranger in.
"You'll find out in time." I told him.
For the rest of the train ride we travelled in silence. Draco fell asleep by the window and I sat quietly, waiting for the train to stop at it's destination.
I thought about how many years have gone by. For two years I was inprisoned by Voldermort, and for those two years I had to watch people being tortured. Some I recognized and others I didn't, but they were still people and they had been butchered as if they were nothing more than animals. I will never forget. Never will I forget all that had happened, the people, the horrid. It will remain with me forever.
A/N: I am so mean. You've waited for so long and I just give you this. Well I hope to have something posted some time within the next two weeks, until then you can enjoy the other fanfics that are out there. review, flame, or don't do anything at all. it's all good.
I climbed on the Hogwarts train on September first. People are giving me odd looks. I'm not surprised through. I probably look familiar to them, they just can't put their finger on it. I walk down the corridor looking for a empty compartment though I can't seem to find any. I open up one compartment and I gasp. In this compartment sits my brother... Ron! I want to hold him, I want him to tell me everything is going to be alright, I want him to know I'm alive and that I survived. I want to say hello.
"Hello." I say "Can I sit here?" I ask. Ron looks up at me and gives me a look that should have killed me.
"No. Go away!" Ron says. I can feel the colour drain from my face. He doesn't recognize me. My own brother... My eyes swell up with tears. He doesn't realize who I am. Then I think, What a stupid idiot. He doesn't even recognize his own sister.
I close the compartment door and kept on looking for an empty compartment. When I don't find one I settled for the one with Neville Longbottom in it.
"Hi Neville." I say.
"Do I know you?" Neville asked. I didn't expect him to know who I was. Afterall Ron didn't even know.
"No I'm a transfer student. Someone told me who was in here. And seeing as you are the only one here I just assumed that was your name." I said. I think I covered my ass pretty well.
"Oh" he said. Neville has always been a little odd. Oh well. At least he'll forget about this incident shortly after he gets off the train.
Just then Draco Malfoy opens up the compartment door. "Longottom how many times do I have to tell you not to sit in my compartment?"
"Sorry Malfoy. I forgot."
"You are a forgetfull idiot. Get out of my sight and go sit with your friends...if you can remember who they are." Draco sneered. Neville half jumped, half ran out of the compartment.
Draco sat down across from me and at first it didn't seem that he even knew that I was sitting there. "And what is your excuse for sitting in my compartment?" He asked me without even looking up.
"Exchange student." I said simply.
Draco looked at me then. "Oh" he said. He seemed almost interested in the false fact. "And which school are you coming from?"
"That isn't any of your business." I told him. I will never be able to forget about all those years that he had teased me and my family. Never. And not to mention he was probably a death eater. Probably, though I never did see him at Voldermorts mansion.
"The name is Draco Malfoy. Dra if you will please."
"Dra? since when do you go by that?" I asked
"Have we met before?" He asked curiously.
"Not formally, though we have crossed eachothers paths before." I told him. It was a lie, I know that.
"Well since you know my name, why don't you tell me what your's is?" He said. There was something in his voice. I'm not really sure what it was. But I felt I could trust him and that he wouldn't hurt me. It sounds strange. Afterall this was Draco Malfoy and he was the enemy to my brother and his friends not to mention my own enemy. Though perhaps things would change this year. I do need a friend in this place, this place that I onced called my home that I now feel like some dark stranger in.
"You'll find out in time." I told him.
For the rest of the train ride we travelled in silence. Draco fell asleep by the window and I sat quietly, waiting for the train to stop at it's destination.
I thought about how many years have gone by. For two years I was inprisoned by Voldermort, and for those two years I had to watch people being tortured. Some I recognized and others I didn't, but they were still people and they had been butchered as if they were nothing more than animals. I will never forget. Never will I forget all that had happened, the people, the horrid. It will remain with me forever.
A/N: I am so mean. You've waited for so long and I just give you this. Well I hope to have something posted some time within the next two weeks, until then you can enjoy the other fanfics that are out there. review, flame, or don't do anything at all. it's all good.