Why? Draco Malfoy X Reader

Year 1: The Boy Who Lived

I was awake when my alarm rang. That night I could barely sleep. The excitement of going to a magic school kept me awake.

I get out of bed and start to get ready. It's not bad to make a first impression.

I went downstairs and ate breakfast that the elves made. Waffles and orange juice, my favorite.

I go back upstairs to bring down my trunk and owl. My parents were ready to go and we left.

We arrived at the train station and stood in front of Platforms 9 and 10. We make sure no one was watching and rushed through it.

We were on time.

My father took the trunk into the train. "Alright y/n. We have to go. Behave and remember what we told you." I nod and I give her a hug. "Be good. I love you." She kissed my forehead.
"I love you too, mum."

She stepped away so my father can say bye.

"Goodbye, sweetheart. Do what you're told and make us proud." He gave me a hug and patted my head as we let go.
He walked away with my mother.

All of a sudden, my owl tries to fly away while still in her cage making a lot of noise. "Hey! Pipe down. Shush!"

I grab the cage and she tries to bite me. "Enough of that!" I take the cage and bring it inside the train. I sat down in the nearest compartment and closed the sliding door. "Shush!" and that time she did quiet down. "Look at my hands. All bloodied up." I say to myself. "Ugh why did you have to be so cute?" I reach to open the door. The owl jumps out and flies onto my shoulder.

"You're not that bad after all huh? I got it! I'll name you o/n. Do you like that o/n?"

O/N hoots.

"Now about that biting..."

.__A little while later__.

The train began to get full and I was training o/n up a little bit.

The train started to move and all the kids hanged outside the window, waving goodbye to their parents.

It was a bit odd but now I was off to Hogwarts.

O/N began to screech so I let her out into the outside. She learned enough. At least she stopped biting me.

I was looking out the window when the compartment door opened and two boys stood there.

"Do you mind if we sit here?" The jet black haired boy asked.

"No, come on in." I sat back down as the jet black haired boy sat across from me and the red headed boy sat next to me.

I realized that I haven't introduced myself.

"I'm y/n l/n." I introduced.

"I'm Ron Weasley." the red headed boy said. Of course, the poor ones in the wizarding world.

"And I'm Harry Potter." I felt my jaw dropped but I quickly picked it up.
He was here.
Sitting right in front of me.

The Boy Who Lived.

"Nice to meet both of you." I say trying to be nice. What luck!

"Anything from the Trolley?!" yelled the Trolley Witch.

"Do you guys want anything from the trolley?" I ask. "No, I'm all set." Ron shows his sandwich wrapped in a sandwich bag.

I felt myself make a face to myself.
God he is so poor.

"You, Harry?"
He nods and we open the compartment door to get some sweets.

"Anything from the Trolley, dears?" The trolley witch asked.