"I'm so proud of you Draco. Don't worry you will get sorted into Slytherin," shouted my mother, who was standing on the crowded Platform 9 3/4 as the Hogwarts Express slowly started moving.
"I love you!" she said. I obviously couldn't say it back because it would ruin my reputation for life so I waved and prayed no one saw.
Suddenly, Crabbe and Goyle burst in to the carriage, looking exhausted and sweaty.
"We've been looking all over for you" they both said.
"Urgh go away" I snapped. I hated them, but my father told me I needed them so I could be more intimidating. One of them is fat and small the other one is tall and skinny. He is taller than me but at least I don't look like I could snap in half. You see, I despise them, I can't even remember who's name is who's. They are so stupid too, neither of them care about grades, and can't stop eating. It's revolting, like right this second they are stuffing mince pies down there throat. It's not even Christmas. I was about to insult them when in came Calum Smith.
"What are you doing in my carriage" Calum thundered.
"And ours" piped up his 'friends'
"SHUT UP" I looked up to see a sixth year and his minions standing in the door way. He looked furious, but it didn't bother me, I grew up with this kid. He was my neighbour in my old house in London. How I missed that place. The atmosphere of the appartment.
"Well?" said the boy.
"No" I replied confidently.
"What did you just say to me" he said. A smirk creeped across his face and he turned to look at his 'friends'. I could see his fists curl and he looked at me with cold, angry eyes.
I looked out of the window and followed the droplets of water as they race. A rush of happiness hit me as I remembered the game I used to play with my mam. No, I was smiling a giant, giant smile and that meant I was showing emotions. My dad had taught me how to conceal them, but for a moment all those years of lessons had gone out of the window. Never smile even for a second. I turned my head slowly as to create suspension, and give my self sometime to wipe the smile off my face.
What happened, I thought as I sat up. Everyone was staring at me. I was so embarrassed, but then I remembered what my Grandfather had said to me___ be dramatic in an embarrassing situation. And luckily, my memory wasn't coming back, so I could use that against him. I couldn't remember anything because of the blow to the head after hitting the floor.
"My memory its gone" I wined. "He's removed my memory"
"Oh my GOD! Why has Calum done this" muttered people around me. My plan had worked, and soon enough we were there and I was being lifted out of the train by Dumbledore and Snape.
This is my first chapter, I know its short, so I'm sorry. Please comment and vote.
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