~Hermione~

Ugh, again, nowhere to sit because I have nobody. There he is, That boy. I quickly sit to not draw attention to myself. 

I'M SITTING WITH THE REDHEADED FREAK!!

I hate my life. I'm sitting next to Harry Potter, people are so obsessed with him. I don't get it. 

The slick back boy comes to my cart. 

"I've heard that Harry Potter was on the train, I had to come and see for myself" He spoke with such confidence. 

The redhead butts in, " Come on Malfoy, Leave him alone."

"Well, Well, isn't it Ron wealsy, you still poorer than a homeless person?"

"DRACO MALFOY SIT DOWN!" Yells one of the teachers.

He goes to sit down. The teacher goes at it again.

"Hermione Granger, Please see me in the teacher's cart."

I go, wondering what I did wrong.

~ Draco~

Hermione, I haven't ever heard of her family before. Then I hear the whispers.

She's definitely and muggle-born. Her name isn't in the witch and wizard registry.

What?! A muggle-born. I'm soon reminded of one of the rules in my family,

Do Not Converse With Muggles. 

Damn, I really wanted to like her. She is so pretty, The way her hair falls over her shoulder just right makes my head spin.