harry potter preferences

how you met

HARRY
i was about to become a first at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. i mean i already knew i was gonna go since i'm a pureblood. (not to sound cocky or anything) platform 9 3/4 was packed, (like usual i expect) and i could barely get on the train without elbowing a few people. (sort of feel bad for doing that) i really hope i don't get put in slytherin. i don't want people's opinions of me to become true. i finally got onto the train but all the compartments were full. all except one. i opened the door and asked the boy (a cute one at that) if i could sit with him and his red haired friend. he kindly said yes.
"my name is harry potter," he said, "and this is my friend, ron weasley." he held his hand out for me to shake.
"my name is y/n lestrange," i told him hesitantly as i shook his hand. i didn't always like telling people my last name. i turned to look at ron, and i could tell he knew who i was, but thankfully he didn't judge me. from that day forward i knew we would all be best friends.

RON
i can't believe it, sirius black is in the castle. we have all these rules now, like curfews, and i was stupid enough to stay in the library until 11 o'clock. i was running to get back to the ravenclaw common room, when i ran straight into a solid shape. a person to be exact.
"sorry, my bad," a male voice told me. i looked up to see a red haired boy offering to help me up. i accepted his help and thanked him. "what are you doing up so late?" he asked me in a hushed whisper.
"i could ask you the same question," i contradicted, "but if you must know, i was in the library reading."
"why would you be in the library at 11 o'clock when there is a serial killer?" he asked me seeming kind of worried.
i didn't reply. instead i asked, "do you have a name or no?"
"ron weasley. what about you?" he replied holding his hand out for me to shake.
"y/n lupin," i declared.
"nice to meet you y/n," he told me with a smile on his adorable face.
"ron!" i heard a feminine voice say out of nowhere.
"i'll see you again right?" he asked.
"of course," i replied. that was the start of a beautiful relationship.

DRACO
this was the worst month of my life. it's bad enough i'm a muggleborn in hogwarts, but a muggleborn slytherin. as if pansy parkinson doesn't bully me enough for my blood status, but now she says i'm a disgrace to the name of salazar slytherin. all of a sudden i felt myself get pushed down.
"watch where you're going mudblood," someone told me. i looked up and saw the legendary slytherin, draco malfoy.
i stood up, grabbed my books, and said to him, "at least i'm not a spoiled, pompous, brat. not to mention a bleach blonde." the look on his face was priceless! i wish i had a camera to document it.
"uh..w-w-well, umm," he tried to say. he was utterly shocked that a first year had the balls to say that to him. i could see in his face he looked at me differently now. not just a muggleborn.
"better close your mouth draco," i started to say, "you don't wanna catch flies." and with that i walked away with my head held high.
"nice comeback y/l/n," he told me. i turned to look at him to see that he was staring at me. he was smirking to. and not a 'i'm draco malfoy and i can do whatever' smirk. it was a 'she's pretty awesome' smirk. that was the beginning of a confusing yet amazing friendship.

i kinda tried to make the character seem like the characteristics of the house they were in. i hope it worked.

qotd- *hides behind hagrid* what's your fav color??
aotd- red (not just because i'm a gryffindor...maybe)