Year 1: Hogwarts Express

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Y/N POV

My parents took me to Platform 9 3/4. I kissed them goodbye and they left before the train even left. I was one of the first ones on the train. I go into a Compartment at the very end of the Train. After a couple of minutes of sitting alone on the train. I see that Draco arrived. His parents left before the train left too. I go to the door of the train and yell to Draco. "Draco! Over here!" Draco heard me and he walked over to me. We go inside and we go to the compartment I was in. "This is a very nice compartment." Draco says. I nod in agreement. "What are you looking forwards too?" Draco asks. "Umm, probably Potions class. My parents were telling me all of the classes we were going to have this year." I say. "Really?" He says in shock. "What about you?" I ask. "Probably the sorting. I was supposed to go to Dumstrang." He says. "Dumstrang ugh, It's almost as bad as Beauxbatons." I say. "You were going to go to Beauxbatons?" He asks. "Yeah." Just then a girl with round short hair enters the compartment. She sits next to Draco. I sit in the seat across from them. "Who are you?" I ask. "Oh, has Draco not mention me to you. I'm Pansy." Pansy says in an obnoxious tone. "Draccy, can you tell this girl to leave so we can have some alone time?" Pansy says to Draco in a lovey tone. "This girl is Y/N and No I will not tell her that. I should be telling that to you." Draco backfires. Pansy scoffs. "Get out of here Pansy, nobody is pleased to see you here." I say. "Draccy, you are going to let her talk to me like that?" She asks Draco. "Yes." He says. "Fine. I'm breaking up with you." Pansy says. "We were never together." Draco says. Pansy makes a disgusted face and she leaves the compartment. "Fix your hair!" I yell as she leaves. Draco and I laugh when I said that. "Crazy, fan girl?" I ask. "Something like that." He responds. We both laugh. The train started moving. "We are on our way to Hogwarts." I say.

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