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A/N So I've decided to continue this story. I hope you all will enjoy it; actually, I hate really long authors notes, so let's just get to the story part:D
Draco woke up again at 5:30 when poked him and yawned. He was tired and his disturbing dream last night kept him awake thinking. Shrugging, he slipped over the side of the silk covered memory foam mattress and padded over to his bathroom. Opening the door, he shrugged on a pair of his comfy black baggy sweatpants over his boxers. Grabbing up his sterling silver toothbrush and high end toothpaste, he started brushing his teeth, washing his face, and then worked on his hair for well over an hour. Finally, satisfied with the result, he walked back into his bathroom. His house elves had already packed him up for Hogwarts, leaving out the outfit he had specified lying on top of his now neatly made bed.
After eating his gourmet breakfast lain out on his buffet, he pulled on the fitted black v-neck t-shirt and then shrugged his black sweatshirt on over it. Putting on black dress pants sewn with pure silver thread, he admired himself in his mirror wall. " I look pretty sexy if I do say so myself" he thought as he threw on some dragon leather loafers. He glanced at the Rolex on his wrist and realized he was running pretty late. His father would probably have thrown a fit if he knew Draco had that, but he was in Azkaban, and wasn't around, Thank Merlin. Levitating his black and silver trunk out to the house elves, he then walked down the staircase to his Mother's summer parlor. Kissing her hand, he asked "Are you ready to leave yet mother?" She nodded, and they walked over to the gold rimmed fireplace, daintily scooping handfuls of floo powder from the nearby china pot. Draco stepped into the emerald green flames, and shouted "PLATFORM 9 3/4!"
Stepping out of the fire, he looked around sighting the "bumbling oaf's" and " The Leech" nearby saying farewell to their parents. Finally finding the face of Blaise Zabini, his best friend, he was just about to go join him when his mother popped into existence a foot away. Spying Celia Zabini, she said " Come Draco. I just have to inform Celia about the new diamond and opal necklace I found the other day. Naturally, I bought it..."
Traipsing over to Blaise, Draco asked "Would you like to find a compartment before the good ones are all taken up?"
"Sure let's go!" Blaise enthusiastically agreed.
Boarding the train, they were making their way to the back, when Draco ran into someone with a thump(Or, as he would have put it; someone ran into him with a thump).
"Watch where you're going Malfoy. You of all people should know that ferrets have rabies. I would burn these robes, but then I would be one pair short." Ginny Weasley said sarcastically in all her fiery glory. She was Drop. Dead. Gorgeous.
Ewww; why did I just think that?! Draco thought.
"Stay away from me Weaslette. " he sneered " Potter, reign in your woman."
The Weasel King sprang at him due to that comment, but Potter(while trying to hide the slight pink tinge to his cheeks) and Granger held him back.
" Ron," Granger reprimanded, " he's not worth getting detention before school even starts. HE'S NOT WORTH IT."
"She's not my woman Malfoy" Potter spat, "Go back to the hole you crawled out of Ferret."
"I don't know about you, but I wouldn't fit in that hole Potter; in more ways than one."
"You're sick Malfoy." It was Ginny this time. "Let's go."
Blaise started slow clapping. " Wow; someones grown a backbone."
Weaslette and the Golden Trio flounced off.
"Draco. DRaaaaco. DRACO." Blaise snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Stop staring into space. We need to move."
He shook his head and followed Blaise down the train, sinking down into his seat once he was in the compartment. This was going to be a long year.
Draco was just about to get off the train when he heard a sound. He told Blaise to go on without him and closed the doors of the compartment.
"I know you're there Potter. I can hear you. Accio Cloak!" he smirked.
Suddenly Potter was revealed crouched above the seat. He stared at Draco like a deer in the headlights.
Furious at Potter for being a dunce, and spying on him, he grabbed Harry and punched his nose.
" If you ever decide to eavesdrop on me again, I will do more than break your nose. In the meantime, I quite think I like this."He smirked as he took a closer look at the cloak. Potter lunged for it.
" Ah, ah, ah! No, I think I'll keep this for now. See you, wouldn't wanna be you!"
Okay! 2nd chapter. Please review. It will make me update faster.