Don't own Harry Potter if I did I'd be in Tahiti soaking up the sun instead of frigid new England.
The slow drumming of the rain was threatening to drive me insane.
"Do you-well that is if you want to-I mean you don't have to-But maybe if you want..." I almost felt sorry for the poor boy as I continued to ignore him as he sat across from me. It had been this way the whole trip by my calculations around an hour. He would stutter out something and I would stare out the window watching the dismal countryside pass by. I heard the compartment door open and shut, I hoped that he had finally left but much to my dissatisfaction a new boy had come in.
"Scram Potter." The boy remarked coldly. I turned my head slightly, he had corn silk hair and silver eyes and skin as white and pure as snow. If you haven't already guessed I'm and aspiring poet. His eyes were flashing in annoyance and he had a discourteous sneer on his face. For the first time I noticed he had a group of people following him.
"And you are?" I ignored his question and continued to stare at him. My deep black eyes flashing what I hope was innocence, I couldn't tell anymore.
"It doesn't matter, she just needs to leave." A platinum blonde haired girl with a long nose whined.
"Get out." He said feigning superiority "this is our compartment and in case you haven't noticed it's the Slytherin end of the train.
" I don't believe I see any of your names on it." I spoke just as harshly. "Unless you childishly wrote them on the walls." I saw a distinctly Italian looking boy shift slightly to the left. Victoriously I continued "And since I haven't been sorted into a house yet I very well might be a "Slytherin" so I suggest you leave me be." And with that I turned and continued to stare out at the blurs of color streaming by. I observed them leave in the reflection of the window.
Don't know were I'm going with this I have writers block and couldn't think of anything else to write for this or Saving her, saving me. This might be about the next generation of Harry potter or the normal one most likely next generation because Harry potter would not be afraid of Draco. Reviews are cookies. If you won't give me cookies at least give me flames to bake em.