[On Hold] Draco Malfoy's Twin Sister

1.) Hogwarts Express

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, that is belonged to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. This is for entertainment purposes only. The only character I own-partially besides the last name Malfoy-is Aphrodite Desdemona Malfoy, and any other characters I make up on my journey of this story.

Chapter One: Hogwarts Express

"Good luck," said father with a tight and forced happy expression. "Take care of Aphrodite, won't you Draco my boy?"

"Of course," Draco said smirking. "I'll make sure she doesn't get into trouble!" They always had to talk about me when I was standing right in front of them. My brother, Draco, mirrored my father's looks; pale blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. I looked the same as Draco, since I was his twin.

Father sneered at a passing girl with bushy brown hair. She had two ordinary blokes following her with amazed expressions; muggles I presumed. Draco and father, and mum for the most part, believed we were better than everyone who wasn't a pureblood. It disgusted me. Why be obnoxiously rude about someone being a half-blood or a muggle-born? It's not like they are going to infect you with a disease or anything. It just wasn't right.

"Severus will be glad to have you both in Slytherin-Aphrodite are you listening?" My father said like venom.

"Of course father," I said with a small smile. I didn't want to be in Slytherin, but I had to act like I did. If father knew he would kick me out of his life, mum's life, and Draco's life faster than you could say 'Slytherin sucks'. I gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you here again when winter break arrives."

"Of course," he said with a cold tone. He gave Draco a small, awkward hug and walked away.

"I'm going to sit with Crabbe and Goyle," Draco said checking the clock overhead. "They should be on the train already. You can sit with us, or whatever." He shrugged and stalked off.

I sighed and climbed onto the train. I walked along the compartments, filled with students laughing and talking to each other. There was an empty compartment, which I took advantage of. I slipped inside and sat near the window. I watched the clock tick by, marking two minutes before the train was to leave.

I heard the door slide open and a boy's voice stutter, "M-may I sit here?"

"Sure," I said absent-mindly to the boy. I turned and saw a skinny boy that was probably my height with shaggy jet black hair and, hidden behind taped together round glasses, were stunning green eyes that I didn't want to take my eyes off. They were so beautiful... "Hello."

"Hi," he said warmly with a smile. He sat down across from me. He was wearing clothes that looked three sizes too big for him and ratty black shoes.

"I'm Aphrodite," I said with a smile. He was sort of cute... Okay, he was totally cute.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Harry. Harry Potter," he said.

"H-Harry P-Potter?" I asked. He couldn't be the famous Harry Potter... could he? "Really?"