I DON'T OWN DOCTOR WHO OR HARRY POTTER! ONLY THIS STORY!
September 1st 1995
"I'm going to use the loo, guys. I'll be right back." Catherine Potter said to her friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Sliding the door behind her, she walked
quickly to the back of the Hogwarts Express in search of a empty compartment. She hated lying to her friends like this, but it's the only way she could actually be by
herself. "Hey Potter!" a voice called from behind her. "Piss off, ferret. I'm not in the mood." Catherine replied heatedly. Draco Malfoy simply ignored her comment and
decided to continue his routine 'fun' with her. "Why aren't you with Weasel and your other Mudblood friend?" Draco sneered. " .Now." Catherine replied with gritted
teeth. "Watch your tone Potter, or i'll put you in detention." Draco taunted while pointing at his prefects badge. Catherine turned away, getting sick of this asshole.
"Hey, Look at me!" Malfoy growled while placing a threatening hand on her shoulder. Just before she was about to say something, she heard this voice that will change
her life forever. "Hey Shit for brains, let go of her now!" A fifteen year old boy with short blonde hair said to Malfoy in a weird accent. "Or what, you stupid mudblood?
Tell a professor?" Malfoy taunted. "No. but if you don't let go of her now, i'll make sure that the next few moments of your miserable existence will be your last on this
earth." The boy with the strange accent said with ungodly amount of venom dripping with every word. "Whatever, you crazy American bastard." Malfoy said while
scoffing. "Try me, asshole. I dare you" The yank growled while whipping his wand out. Seeing that boy meant business, Malfoy relinquished his grip on a slightly
trembling Catherine Potter. "Be grateful that the kind Yank was able to save your ass, slut" Malfoy sneered while briskly walking back too where all the Slytherins are.