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"We're late! The train will leave soon!" Draco yelled at Sirius.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry…"
The platform… Where is it? AHA!" Draco and Sirius charged at the barrier between platforms nine and ten.
"Get on the train!" The train had already begun to move. The Weasley twins hurled the trunk onto the train and each grabbed one of Draco's arms. "Hold on, buddy!" Fred yelled. They wrenched him onto the train then all three ran to the window to wave goodbye to the adults left behind.
"Cutting it really close, Drake." George commented.
"Sirius overslept. Do you have any idea how hard he is to wake?" Harry greeted Draco by patting him on the back.
"Way to go, Draco. The entire train is on about 'that crazy blonde kid'."
"Just what I need." The four of them went to find an empty compartment, after finding an empty one at the rear of the train, a hundred pixies burst out at them. They threw their arms above their heads, waving tem around, trying to bat the pixies away. A roar of girlish laughter came from the compartment opposite theirs. Two girls sat watching them, rolling around laughing. One of them gave a flick with her wand and all of the 'pixies' disappeared.
"Soooo… fellow pranksters, eh? Aha! First years. Harry, Draco. You found some first year girls who appear to be just like you."
"But nowhere near the sheer brilliance that is Fred-"
"And George. Have a good trip, come to Gryffindor."
"Fare thee well."
"Have a good trip" They finished together. "We're off to see Lee." The twins walked down the hall sending off sparks every now and again, leaving the four first years alone.
"Gryffindor?" One of the girls quizzed.
"It's a house. I don't care too much; as long as I'm not in Slytherin I'm fine."
"Why what's bad about Slytherin?"
"Well, his father-"
"I don't have a father!" Draco reminded Harry.
"Yeah…"
"Sorry. I'm Draco, this is Harry."
"Hermione." The girl with bushy hair replied.
"Nioka." The other nodded. "I'm not Japanese. My Dad's half Japanese half Chinese. But mostly we're just Chinese. Well except my Mum. She's Irish."
"You don't sound Irish…"
"I was raised in Yorkshire."
"You don't sound Yorkshire…"
"East Yorkshire… Just outside Hull."
"Otherwise known as Hell." Hermione injected.
"Mm hmm, Hell, born and raised." Nioka grinned. "Hey, have you guys ever watched 'My Neighbour Totoro?'"
"You what?"
"It's a film."
"A what-now?" Harry replied thickly. He sat next to Hermione who he got into a conversation about rabbits with. Draco however sat next to Nioka. He thought she was pretty with her dark brown hair glistening in the light. She took out what she called a 'portable DVD player' and showed him the 'film' she had asked about.
Thanks go to female prongslet for letting me know about my STUPID spelling mistake.