It’s easy to identify me. Nobody has ever asked me my last name. They can tell just by looking at me that I’m a Malfoy. It’s probably because of my blonde hair. It’s just way too noticeable. I had no friends. And it was hard that way. Everyone thinks I’m some mean person when I’m not. When I was walking to the express, I wanted to make a friend. I REALLY did. I saw one of the compartments had three people, one girl who seemed popular, one who was talking to the “popular girl” and one who seemed sad, and lonely. I felt really bad, but I didn’t want to just sit beside her. Instead I went into my own compartment, hoping that I’d get into Slytherin to make my family proud. I was also hoping that I’d make friends. My brother, Draco, sat right next to me. It made me a bit happier that Draco chose to hang out with me. “Laney, if anyone messes with you, tell me. I’ll deal with it okay? I’m going to hang out with those people over there.” Draco said, walking towards the direction he was pointing at. [ I'm super sorry about the short chapter! ]
