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***The Train***
My father and I walk into the train station at 11:30 am. The station is packed full of muggles. We make our way to the gateway between platforms 9 and 10. I pause. There's a boy standing there with a trunk, and an owl on a trolley. Obviously a Hogwarts student. He looks lost and confused. We walk right past toward the platform. My Mother and Father takes my trolley through and I am about to follow when...
"Excuse me."
I turn. It's the boy that looked lost and now that I really see him, I recognize him as the boy from The robe shop. He has dark hair, rather untidy if you ask me, it droops into his bright emerald green eyes. I raise an eyebrow.
"Yes,?" I drawl
"Um...Hi, You probably don't remember me but we met in Madam Malcon's robe shop. I... um.. was wondering... I'm afraid I can't figure out how to get onto the platform, could you help me?" His face flushes with embarrassment.
"Yes, I remember you. I can help. It's simple. You walk strait at the wall and don't stop. You'll walk strait through. Your welcome to go through with me if you like." I don't know why I'm offering this. Or why I bothered to stop to begin with, there was just something about this boy.
He smiles, "Thank you. I really appreciate it." We walk together toward the barrier, him pushing his trolley. Once on the other side we stop to look around. There are students running around everywhere. My parents are waiting for me. They step forward.
"Ah, Draco, there you are. And who's this?" My Mother looked at him.
"I met him in the robe shop when we fetched my school supplies. He was having trouble figuring out how to get onto the platform. Oh! I didn't even introduce myself." I turn to him, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
I held my hand out for him to shake. He glanced at it then back at me, smiled and excepted it.
"Harry Potter. It's nice to meet you." Harry Potter! Thee Harry Potter! I couldn't believe it! I fight to keep my expression from showing my shock.
"Likewise. Oh! This is my Mother Narcissa and My father Lucius." I gesture to my parents. I can tell there just as shocked as I, even if they don't show it.
The whistle blows and we hurry and board the train. We sit together through the whole ride. A little while along, Crabbe and Goyle stumble into our compartment. I introduce them, as well as a few of my other friends who join us. Though there are quite a few people in our compartment now, I mostly talk to Harry.
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