Draco Malfoy

The train rocked lazily, and I stared at the monotonous landscape outside the window. I sighed, running my fingers along my sleeve – the journey was dragging on forever. The compartment was full of annoying people, and the children's conversations sounded like flies buzzing. I closed my eyes, ready to sink into boredom, when the doors slid open quietly. Not Potter, not Weasley… Just someone new. I looked up. Maybe it wouldn't be a waste of time after all...