6.) The Begining

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After the incident with Parkinson, the rest of the ride to Hogwarts went smoothly . You had already changed into your Hogwarts robes and now you were lining up to exit the train.

Since first years were new to Hogwarts they were to exit the train first , in orderly fashion of course. Draco stood in line in front of you , then behind you stood Crabbe and Goyle. You rolled your eyes , exiting this train took forever . Obviously some people were extremely nervous about their first year at Hogwarts , but not you. You were a rather confident child , and even if you were nervous you wouldn't show it.

By the time you got off the train , you got an eyeful of how beautiful Hogwarts really was. Marvelous in fact. The dark stone castle stood before your very eyes , such detail was put into the castle. Designs laced every inch of the exterior of the castle . One could only imagine the inside of it. But an unfamiliar voice brought you back to reality .

"All first year students follow me !!" Yelled a very large and unpleasant looking man. He looked as if he didn't take care of himself . He dressed sloppy , and had a very unkept beard. None the less you followed the grizzly mans lead , along with the other first years . You stuck to Draco's side as he was the only one you truly felt comfortable around . You just met Crabbe and Goyle and they were lovely but you weren't as aquatinted with them as you were Draco.

Draco didn't mind this at all , you were someone he felt very at ease around. You and Draco followed with the rest of the first years to the entrance of the castle , were there was another person standing . An elderly witch , she dressed polished and stood confident. You liked her . She knew what she was doing unlike that grizzly fellow.

The other students buzzed continuously saying the same things such as "I'm so exited !" Or "This place is huge !!" You wished they would stop . And as if the elderly witch standing before you read your thoughts . She cleared her throat , signaling that it was time for the children to stop the talking.

"Welcome to Hogwarts first years . I'm Minerva McGonagall, you shall address me as Professor McGonagall . Now very shortly we shall enter the castle and head to the great hall were you will be sorted into your respective houses and then we shall feast before you are assigned dorm rooms . The houses are Gryffindor, Slytherin , Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Classes begin tomorrow-" before she could finish was cut off be a abrupt shout of ...

"TREVOR!!!" Yelled one of the students in the crowd . The crowed opened and there stood a rather pudgy looking boy holding a toad .
You rolled you eyes and was about to turn away before Draco's voice caught your attention.

"Seems like the rumors are true after all , the infamous Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts ." Draco said arrogantly , waltzing past the pudgy boy and his toad, to a raven haired boy with circular glasses . He stood next to a ginger haired boy with a old looking robe . Must be a Weasley. On the other side of Potter stood a girl with very unkept hair , did she even own a brush?

Draco had Crabbe and Goyle at his side as he outstretched a hand to Potter . "I'm Malfoy , Draco Malfoy , and this is Crabbe and Goyle ." Draco said flashing a smirk to the Potter boy.

The ginger boy giggled after Draco spoke . "You think my names funny do you?! Who are you?! Let's see, hand me down robe and books , red hair , you must be a Weasley !" Draco spat "You'll see Potter some wizarding families are better than others .You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort!" Draco said while he outstretched his hand in a friendly manner.

Finally Harry Potter spoke . He looked unhappy . "I think I figure out the right and wrong sort for myself thanks ." Harry said sternly ignoring Draco's hand.
Draco looked insulted , just he was about to reply you walked to Draco and grabbed his arm.

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