How It Started

Chapter 2 - Vesper Malfoy.

" You're trembling. " I informed my brother, who in return, brushed his stout fingers through his bright flaxen hair, before glaring in my direction promptly. I smirked, with a small cock of my head. He shook his head at me placidly, as I adjusted the grip on my cart.

" Now. " My fathers dominating voice brought me back out of my small mental bubble, I looked up as he appeared to observe my brother and I. He smiled at the two of us in turn, crouching down.

" You will both make me proud. " He instructed us, I nodded shortly after this sentiment as did my brother. He nodded at us both, before waving and exiting the train station. A small crowd of red-heads surrounded the large brick post that we were required to run through to meet our train.

Shortly after they cleared off, my brother charged into the large brick rectangle. With a small frown of dismissal, I followed after. Gripping onto the handles of the cart, harshly.

I heard a small laugh and opened my eyes, my brother was laughing at my expression. I elbowed him in the ribs as I passed by, he let out a small grunt of pain and began mumbling insults in my direction.

I paid no attention to these comments however, in utter shock of the simplistic beauty of the train station, and the train itself. I began walking alongside it, simply admiring the small useless designs.

" Quite amazing isn't it. " I heard a voice say beside me, I turned my head to the side. I came face to face to a rather normal girl, she had brown hair and brown eyes. Small freckles dotted along her cheeks.

" Mhm. " I mumbled, trying to work out what wizarding family she must of come from. She seemed to notice my stares, holding her hand out in a swift motion. I smiled up at her, shaking her hand.

" Hermione Granger. " She informed me, dropping her hand to her side. She must be a muggle-born. Thinking of all the comments Draco would make about this friendship to me, I smiled at her again.

" Vesper Malfoy. " She smiled back, before walking off to talk with other students. I ran my hand along the train, before stepping away as it made a whistling sound. I ran my hands down my skirt, briskly stepping away from the large vehicle. A gentle tap on the shoulder frightened me, I spun around reaching for my wand.

The familiar blue eyes that matched mine, crinkled as laughter filled my ears. I hit his shoulder, folding my arms around my torso. He wiped a singular tear from his eye, as he held his hand down on my shoulder.

" Conversing with Mud-Bloods? " He asked me, my eyes widened at the word he so simply used.

" That's a repulsive word to use against someone Draco. " I said, raising my voice ever so slightly. He rolled his eyes at me, eyeing the girl I had spoken to before, Hermione.

" Quite an average Mud-Blood, as well. " He said, with a smirk of his lips, although his eyes were almost calculating her. I grabbed his shoulders, spinning him around roughly. I nudged him forward, now he faced the opposing direction to me.

" Go bother your friends. " I demanded, he turned around, glaring at me for a short moment before running off to his little gang of minions.

He was bound to be a slytherin, that was for sure.

I've been told countless times, I will be as well. However, I'm not the tiniest bit sure.

I walked my way around the group, now standing on our platform. I saw a few familiar faces. Selina Black, I shuddered at even the mere thought of her name. Not out of fear but of annoyance. Quickly shifting my gaze, I regarded the red heads from before as the Weasley family. I moved my eyes over to another group of children, they all had remarkably plain black hair-

Something large, ran into my lower back. I jumped forward with a fright, spinning around to face a boy with black hair. My eyes slowly shifted up, to meet his eyes that were darting about the place. I noticed the pair of glasses, picking them up and handing them to him.

" Thanks. " He said to me, as he slid them up his nose. Something about him looked extremely familiar, however I couldn't place my finger on it. I offered my hand out, and he slid his hand into mine. His were covered with small scars.

" I'm Vesper Malfoy. " I informed him, expecting, if he were related to some wizard, recognition to pass between his eyes. However, no such thing happened and he simply smiled. Must be a muggle-born, like Hermione.

" I'm Harry. " He told me, as I let my hand fall to my thigh. Harry? Again sounded quite familiar, however Harry wasn't the most uncommon of names. He read my searching gaze immediately.

" Harry Potter. " He added, I could feel my eyes practically bulging out of my head. My mouth fell open, and a small uncomfortable smile fell onto his face. I quickly regained composure, shaking my head.

" The, Harry Potter? " I asked, he nodded, still a little bit confused. I pointed to my head, hoping he'd understand what I was asking. He shifted his hair up to reveal a small lightning-shaped scar.

" Holy- " I began, but the loud train whistle cut me off. I looked over to notice people beginning to board, I looked over at Harry, who's confused glaze over his eyes never seem to leave his face. I let out a small chuckle and he looked directly back over at me, I patted his carts handle.

" Want to sit with me? " I asked, he nodded a small smile toying with his lips. We began making our way onto the train. Someone's shoulder bumped into mine as we boarded, I looked over to see the blonde slicked back hair of my brother.

" Still bonding with more Mud-Bloods? " He asked, I looked over at the famous Harry Potter, he smiled at me. I let a small smirk fall onto my own lips.

" Oh definitely. " I answered.