Everything was chaotic. As soon as we boarded the Hogwarts Express, all the compartments were full. At last, we found a compartment-with our cousins, Gracie Lestrange and Roselette Black. "Great, just great." Draco mumbled. "A stupid 12 year old. Why can't you sit with your Xavier-kins in the other compartment?" "Shut up, Draco." Roselette snapped. She left the compartment and went to the other side. We sat down with Gracie and went the whole way. "Is this compartment full?" Someone asked. I looked up. There was a girl with pretty lavender black hair and pink eyes. "No, mudblood." Draco said. "For your information, Malfoy, I'm pureblood." She rolled her eyes. "Want a glass of butterbeer?" I said. She snatched the thing away from me and left. A second later, she appeared. "Thanks?" She said. Stuck out her tongue. Then left. "That's Histeria White. She's a-" Ashlee started to say. "An idiot?" I finished. "No, just kind of weird." Ashlee said. "Girls are weird." I said. Draco agreed. "Jeez, I wanna get sorted in Slytherin." Ashlee said. "Or not." "I don't care about what house I'm in." I said. "As long as I get a good education." Deep down, I was disappointed. My father wasn't doing us any good.
