A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock. Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks. The first few carriages were already packed with students, some hanging out the window to talk to their families, some fighting over seats. Harry pushed his cart down the platform in search of an empty seat. He couldn't believe it: He and Draco were finally going to Hogwarts.
"Harry, come back here," Mrs. Malfoy called out. Harry stopped and turned to see his adoptive parents and Sirius standing by Draco. Mr. Malfoy and Sirius agreed to end their fighting in only for today. Harry pushed his cart back towards them, but kept his eyes on the train.
"Harry, Draco," Mr. Malfoy said, sounding important. "Study well and behave yourselves. I'll see you both during the holidays."
Harry couldn't help but feel sort of detached from the way Mr. Malfoy talked to them. It was as if they were heading to a business meeting rather than leaving to Hogwarts! He couldn't help but feel hurt and wonder where the love Mr. Malfoy used to give him and Draco. Mrs. Malfoy, thankfully, was much warmer than Mr. Malfoy. She pulled both boys in for a hug, and kissed their cheeks. "Be good boys," she said. "And write often. Anything you missed, I'll send it by owl."
"Goodbye mother," Draco muttered.
"Goodbye Mum," Harry muttered.
Lastly it was Sirius's turn. It looked as if he was on the brink of tears. "Boys! Come here!" he said pulling the two into a tight hug. "Ohh I'm going to miss you both. It's going to be so boring without you guys. Stay safe, have fun, and Harry? Don't get into too much trouble, but cause a little. For your dad's sake."
Harry laughed while Sirius grinned.
"I'll miss you, Uncle Sirius," Draco said.
"Goodbye Da—Sirius," Harry said. Sirius smiled and ruffled both their heads before helping them lift their luggage onto the train. He hugged them both one last time before the boys stepped into the train.
The two found an empty compartment and sat down. Harry grinned at Draco. "We're going," he said.
"I know," Draco said an equal grin on his face. The two brothers jumped and hugged each other, resting their heads on each other's shoulders. The train buckled and started to leave the station. The two moved apart as the compartment door opened.
"Draco! There you are," a female voice said. Harry turned and glared at the girl. She was standing with Crabbe and Goyle, who grew into wide-looking boys, as well as Daphne Greengrass whom Harry didn't see since he was seven. "This is a nice compartment you found for us Draco," Parkinson said as she walked in, the two brutes and Greengrass entered.
"Sod off," Harry said (he learned that phrase from Sirius). "This is our compartment!"
"Potter? You're still here," Parkinson sneered. Harry never saw her since that one Christmas party years ago when he was five. Ever since she went crying off, the Parkinsons refused any invitations that the Malfoys sent them. It seemed to Harry that the girl held her anger and it grew.
Still, that didn't mean anything to Harry since he didn't care. "Yes I am... Parkinson," Harry said. "I'm sorry but I had to take a moment to remember your name, unfortunately the most memorable thing about you is that pug nose and doggish voice."
"I—argh!" Parkinson yelled. She turned to Crabbe and Goyle and glared at them. The two brutes jumped and then before Draco or Harry could react, grabbed Harry roughly by his arms and threw him out of the compartment door and slammed it shut.
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Harry Malfoy's Trials | Book One
FanfictionDISCLAMER: THIS STORY IS NOT MINE IT BELONGS TO MADRIDDLER ON AO3 At 4 years old Harry Potter runs away from the Dursleys to find himself at Malfoy Manor. Adopted by the Malfoys, Harry now grows up as Draco's brother surrounded by pureblood society...