It was a normal day at the Malfoy house, my house. Well, not entirely normal. Today is the day I transfer to Hogwarts.
I had already gotten my books, and we leave for the train in about an hour or so. Ugh. I'm surely going to be surrounded by mud-bloods. But I, Draco Malfoy, am a pure blood. Full wizard. Like 'he-who-shall-not-be-named', I am most likely going to be put in Slytherin.
And I shall be the most powerful wizard there ever was! Behind 'He-who-shall-not-be-named'.
I board the Hogwarts express, eager to get a good seat. A window seat. Confidently, I stroll down the isle, smirking. Mudbloods, I think to myself. I've walk past five seats already, but they are all taken up. I stroll past the 6th row, but have to look twice. Harry Potter??? He looks at me, he has two people with him.
I back up, and smirk. "Harry Potter. Fancy seeing you here. What? Aunt and Uncle not want you anymore?" I chuckle.
He looks at me, I can tell I've made him angry because his face is turning a dark red.
"Do I know you?"
"Afraid not, Potter. But you will. See, you are only high and mighty because your parents were, you were just lucky enough to survive."
He stands up, narrowing his eyes. "How do you know about that?"
"Who doesn't?" Potter turns to his friends, and they shrug. I'm still smirking.
"Well, then. ought to go find a seat," I spit on him, "Later, Potter."
I have to walk all the way to the back of the train just to find a seat. AND IT'S NOT EVEN NEAR THE WINDOW.