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Its the 1st of September. Draco and I are going to Hogwarts today. I can't wait.

'Ebbie, Father wishes to say goodbye,' says Draco, 'He won't be coming to leave us at the station.'

I get up and follow Draco out of the room.

Draco knocks on father's door.

'Come in!' comes Father's voice.

Draco and I enter the room. Father looks at the two of us with a satisfied expression on his face.

'Well,' he says, addressing me, 'I hope I don't need to remind you what I have told you earlier about what I expect from you once you are in Hogwarts.'

I shake my head.

'Good,' continues Father, 'And Draco, you must take care of your sister, and see that she associates with respectable company. I want you to keep her away from mudbloods and blood traitors.'

'Yes Father,' says Draco monotonously.

'Are you packed and ready?' says Mother directing her question at Draco.

'Yes,' says Draco.

'Off you go then,' says Father.

Mother gets up, walks over to Draco and plants a kiss on his forehead. She pauses in front of me, as if she wants to say something, but then decides against it and walks off. Draco and I leave the room.

Ten minutes later, we are standing in King's Cross Station, in front of the barrier.

'Let's get going, our train leaves in fifteen minutes,' says Draco, 'You go first.'

I take a deep breath and run towards the barrier. I expect myself to crash into it, but it doesn't happen. I find myself standing on Platform 9 and 3/4. Loads of students are standing on the platform with their parents.

'Come on,' says Draco pushing our trolley of luggage forward.

'Oho!' says Draco stopping suddenly.

'What?' I ask.

'Nothing,' says Draco.

I look where Draco is looking and I see a black haired boy with a large black dog at his side.

'Who is it?' I say, 'Is it one of your friends?'

'No, that's Potter,' says Draco with a scowl.

'It is?' I say standing on my toes to get a better look at the boy.

'Come on,' says Draco. I follow him. We board the train.

'Right here,' says Draco entering a compartment in which three people are sitting; Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe and Pansy Parkinson.

'Hey guys!' says Draco, 'You know my sister, Ebbie.'

Pansy scowls at me. The two boys grunt in reply.

'We have to go to the prefect carriage, Draco,' says Pansy in a shrill voice.

'Oh I totally forgot!' says Draco clapping a hand to his forehead, 'Ebbie, I'll be back in ten minutes, you'll be fine?'

I nod. Draco leaves the compartment with Pansy clinging on his arm.

I take a seat next to the window. A few minutes later, the compartment door opens and someone enters. It is Blaise.

'Hi!' says Blaise sitting down next to me. I smile at him.

'Where's Draco?' he asks.

'Prefect's 'arriage,' Vincent grunts.

'Right,' says Blaise.

'So how come your father let you come to Hogwarts?' says Blaise.

I shrug.

'I'm glad you're here,' says Blaise squeezing my hand.

'Me too,' I say.

At that moment Draco enters the compartment followed by Pansy who is squealing with laughter.

'I swear I thought I was gonna...' Draco breaks off at the sight of Blaise and me.

'Get out!' he says to Blaise.

'What happened?' says Pansy in obvious confusion.

'GET OUT!' repeats Draco angrily.

Blaise sighs and leaves.

'I have to patrol the carriages,' says Draco with a grimace, 'Vince, Greg, you're coming?'

Vincent and Gregory get to their feet with what seems like an enormous effort.

'You come too, Ebbie,' says Draco as an afterthought, 'Since I can't trust you not to talk with Blaise once I'm gone.'

'I wanna stay here,' I say.

'No way!' says Draco firmly. I get up and follow Draco and his "cronies".

'Hey you!' says Draco stopping a small boy who was standing in his way. The boy jumps aside in fright.

'Don't stand in the way!' Draco barks at him. The boy disappears into a compartment.

When we almost reach the end of the carriage, Draco stops.

'Come on, this is gonna be fun,' he says to Gregory and Vincent.

He slides open the door of one of the compartments. I peer over Draco's shoulder. Six people are sitting inside. One of them is Harry Potter, the boy whom I had seen on the platform with the dog, with him are two boys, one is round faced and carrying a cactus like plant, and the other is freckled and red haired. There are also three girls with them, one is freckled and red haired like the boy, the other is bushy haired, and the third is is sitting dreamily by the window holding with an upside down magazine in her hand. I guess that the freckled boy and the bushy haired girl are Weasley and Granger. Draco's told me about them several times. But they look very different from Draco's friends. Somehow, they seem nicer, happier.

'What?' says Potter aggressively, before Draco can open his mouth.

'Manners, Potter, or I'll have to give you a detention,' drawls Draco, 'You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.'

'Yeah,' says Potter, 'but you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone.'

Potter's friends laugh.

'Let's go, Draco,' I say pulling at his arm. Potter's friends look at me.

'Not another Malfoy!' exclaims Weasley looking vindictively at me, 'As if we didn't have enough already?'

'What about you, huh?' says Draco smirking, 'Half the population in Hogwarts is Weasley. You live like pigs rolling in shit the whole day.'

'Draco, please let's go,' I say again as Weasley raises his wand.

'You should seriously look at your own family before raising questions at others',' says Potter getting up, 'Death eater parents, and a sister who looks mentally retarded. Possibly the consequences of pureblood inbreeding.'

Draco points his wand at Potter's throat.

'Tell me, how does it feel being second-best to Weasley, Potter?' says Draco.

'Shut up, Malfoy,' says Granger sharply.

'I seem to have touched a nerve,' says Draco, smirking. 'Well, just watch yourself, Potter, because I'll be dogging your footsteps in case you step out of line.'

'Get out!' says Granger, standing up.

'Let's go, Draco,' I softly say to Draco.

Draco sniggers and leaves.

'Why were you so rude?' I ask Draco.

'Rude? I was rude?' says Draco, 'They were being rude.'

'You were rude first,' I say, 'Also, you're misusing your Prefect powers.'

Draco folds his arms and glares at me.

'Sorry,' I say at once.

'Its okay,' he says entering a compartment. I follow him.

'Who were the other three?' I ask Draco.

'The red haired girl was Weasley's sister,' says Draco, 'The round faced boy was Longbottom, and the other girl, I dunno who she was.'

When Draco tells me that we are about to reach Hogsmeade, I get up to go and change into robes. I leave the compartment and make my way towards the girl's washrooms.

On the way I bump into someone. Its Granger along with Weasley's sister.

'Sorry,' I say.

'Malfoy,' snarls Weasley.

I step aside to let them go. They glare at me for another few seconds and then leave.

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