Delilah (Leonor) Monroe has everything. She is the it girl. She is best friends with Draco (Lucius) Malfoy, since their family are very close, due to them both being Purebloods. Delilah has everything anyone could with for, money, beauty and brains...
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Hogwarts seems like a dream. From a distance, we could see the castle from the other side of the lake.
Once inside, it was bigger than what we imagined. It was a 7 story high castle that looked quite scary, but it's definitely my aesthetic.
"This is bloody brilliant." Said Blaise. His eyes were wide open and his jaw reached the floor.
"Close your mouth Zabini." said Draco.
You looked at both of them and smiled. Pansy and Daphne are too distracted looking for Harry Potter. Crabbe and Goyle were fighting and looking at other girls. Theo was half asleep, since he didn't sleep the night before.
Draco kept holding my hand as we walked up the stairs. Once at the top the crew and I stood on the left side. We waited for the following instructions. While waiting, Draco noticed someone.
"So it's true then, what they were saying on the train, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Said Draco, still holding my hand and giving Harry his signature smirk.
Harry Potter looked at us and didn't say anything. He examined each of us until his eyes met mine. His green eyes locked with mine, and he couldn't help but to blush and let out a smile.
"These are my friends, Crabbe, Goyle, Greengrass, Parkinson, Nott, Blaise, and of course Monroe. And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Draco said while talking towards him and stopped holding my hand.
His eyes stopped looking at him when we heard someone giggle. He turned his direction and faced the boy who laughed at him. It was the same redheaded boy from Diagon Alley.
'Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. I asked my father about you, he told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford.'
He turned back to Harry.
'You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.'
Draco held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it.
"I think I can tell who is the wrong sort for myself, thanks," he said coolly.
Drao looked offended as he didn't take his hand. We all looked at Harry in complete shock, no one has ever rejected a Malfoy. Draco did not look happy at all, his silver eyes turned dark and he was frowning and bit the inside of his cheeks. Blaise walked forward and touched Draco's shoulder, which Draco turned around still with his offended face.
"I hate him already."
"He is a bloody idiot," said Goyle, looking back at Harry and Ron and giving them a frightful stare.
Pansy, Daphne and I stayed silent and looked at the floor. I slowly raised my head and my eyes locked once again with Harry. Has he been staring at me this whole time? I couldn't help but to give him a small smile, kind of an apologetic smile.
