Unforgiven ~ (Draco Malfoy x OC)

~The Hogwarts Express~

Many hours later it was still raining heavily. It was really dark outside and when I looked at the window I couldn't see anything but my own reflection.

The conversation in our compartment had turned to the events of the Quidditch World Cup and the tragedy it turned out to be but I kept thinking of how jealous I was of the other kids my age. I could never be happy and carefree like they were.

I need to remind myself to be careful and calm. I must not cause trouble or suffer to anyone this year. I can't allow another "incident" to happen. I need to control myself and realize who I really am.

"Alex?" Hermione sounded. I turned and looked at her. She had a confused look on her face, like she's been talking to me but I wasn't paying attention at all.

"Yes?" I said. She smiled. "You're awfully quiet" She said and then turned to Clare "Is she always like that?" she asked, smiling.

Clare just looked away and ignored her.

"I'm just tired," I said, yawning. And it was true. I was exhausted but that's not the reason I was quiet.

"Clare said she'll probably get sorted into Hufflepuff," said Ron looking at me. "What about you Alex?" he asked.

Well I must admit that I haven't thought about that at all. I was quite busy thinking about my problems that I forgot about the sorting ceremony.

"I have no idea," I said. "Maybe in Hufflepuff, where our mother and all our ancestors were sorted into." I said, even though I knew I was nothing like them.

"There's no way," Clare shouted. Everyone turned and looked at her.

"Err-Why not?" asked Harry, confused.

"Because Hufflepuffs are supposed to be good people," she said. "She-" she said pointing at me "Is far too twisted to be a good person!" She shouted. "She's evil!" she cried. Her eyes were red and a tear streamed down her face. "Do you have any idea what she did to her, my best friend?" She yelled. "She -"

"Shut it Clare!" I screamed too. "Don't speak of something you don't understand!" I said. My head was ready to explode.

"You think I don't understand?" she asked. "You're the one who-"

"Shut up!!" I screamed and slapped her cheek. She was going to reveal what I did to everyone. Does she really think I'm twisted and evil? What I did sure wasn't right but does she really believe that I did it on purpose? Does she hate me that much? I stood up, took my luggage and burst out of the compartment. I was crying too, but these tears weren't tears of sadness but of anger.

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I have to find another place to sit now, preferably alone, because there's no way I'm sitting with Clare and the others since she's probably told them what I've done by now.

I started looking around at the compartments but everything was full, everything except a compartment where a couple was making out passionately. It was like they were eating each other's faces off. 'Gross!' I'd rather stay like I am now than sit with them.

I kept looking around for a couple of minutes till I found a compartment that was quite less crowded. There was a fat boy lying in one of the couches and another blond boy sitting on the other one looking outside the window. They seemed quiet and that was exactly what I needed. I wiped my tears and opened the door. The blond boy turned and looked at me. He had pale blond hair and gray eyes and he looked at me confused. The other boy didn't even move.

"Excuse me, can I sit with you? All the other compartments are full" I said.

"Sure" he answered after a long pause and moved aside so that I could sit with him. He looked at me quite suspiciously. "I haven't seen you around before. You're not in Slytherin, are you?". His face expression changed and he looked like he'd kick me out of the compartment if I said something wrong.