Oh. My. Gosh. Why Is It Always Me?! ~A Draco Malfoy Love Story~

"I bet you I'll beat you to the train!" I yelled to Ron as we ran through the barrier with a quiet black haired kid.
"Oh, you're on!" He yelled back. We took off running to the train, and I beat him, just like I always do.
"Honestly, you would think that you hang out with Fred and George more than Ginny half the time." Ron said, out of breath, when he caught up to me. It was true, I hung out with Ginny almost all the time, and yet I act like I hang out with Fred and George more. Maybe I should be checked and make sure that I'm actually not their triplet.
We dragged our trunks onto the train and put them in an empty spot in the hallway type thing. I hugged mum good-bye and promised Ginny I'd write just as the train started moving. I ran to the train and jumped on where Fred and George stood, holding the door open for me. I thanked them and went to find Ron. I did not want to sit by myself on the train ride.
I found him sitting with the same kid we ran through the barrier with, and decided to sit down next to the black haired kid.
"Hi, my name's Lyllith, I'm Ron's twin sister. What's your's?" I asked him as I held my hand out for him to shake it.
"Harry, Harry Potter." He said as he shook my hand. He seemed kind of wary. Must think I'll gawk at him like an idiot... Instead, I just grinned and said,
"That's cool. So, what house do you want to be in?" I asked him. He gawked at me like he couldn't believe that I wasn't the one gawking, and Ron stared at me too.
"What? Just because he defeated Voldemort, it doesn't mean that he's not just a regular person. Gosh, Ronald, way to be a creeper." Harry laughed and Ron glared at me, and then Harry got a confused look on his face.
"What do you mean by houses?" I gasped, and me, being the weirdo I am, started shrieking,
"He doesn't know what the houses are!!! He doesn't know what the houses are!!!! Oh my unicorns!!!! Ron, tell him about the houses!!!" Harry burst into laughter at my outburst, and so did Ron. I just looked at them, as serious as could be, and said,
"I was being absolutely serious, if Harry doesn't find out about the houses soon, I'll call my pet unicorn, Raylin, to come and carry Ronald back home." They both stared at me in surprise, and Ron hastily started telling Harry about the houses. I wasn't kidding when I said that I had a pet unicorn.
Fred, George, Ginny, and I were down at the lake, being goofy, when we hear a strange whinying. When we went to investigate, we found this magnifecent unicorn, but it was still a baby. The unicorn seemed to take a liking to me, and when I told mum and dad about her, they told me that I should keep her and take care of her. She's been mine ever since.
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By the time Ronald was done telling Harry about the houses and the classes, and just about everything else about Hogwarts, the trolley came by. I desperately wanted to leap up and grab some of everything, but I didn't have any money. Ron also stayed put. Harry, however, leaped up and went out into the... erm... Corridor, that's the word! Harry went out into the corridor, and when he came back, he had some of everything.
I giggled and stared at him as he dumped the lot into the seat beside Ron.
"Hungry, are you?" Ron asked him as Harry bit into a Pumpkin Pasty.
"Oh yeah." Harry said. Right as he said that, my stomach growled loudly, and I looked out the window in embarassment.
"It's all right. Go on, have one. I don't mind." Harry said as Ron started pulling out the sandwiches our mum made us this morning. My cheeks flushed as I murmured a thank you and grabbed a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.
Ron made a face as I pulled out a brown colored one.
"Lyllith, you do remember that they literally mean every flavor?" He asked me. I nodded and said,
"Of course I remember. But you should take care to remember that I am an extremely curious person and don't really care." Ron sighed as I plopped the jelly bean into my mouth. It tasted like chocolate.
"Chocolate!" I said as I pulled out another and ate it. This time I made a face though and threatened to spit it out.
"Ewwww. Brussels sprouts." Ron and Harry also made faces, causing all of us to laugh. The rest of the afternoon was fairly uneventful, even though we met two new people. One named Neville, a forgetful looking boy in our year, and the second named Hermione, who was helping Neville to locate his toad. She had curly brown hair and seemed to be very intelligent and sensible.
I could already tell that we were going to be friends, but we would have our differences. She will study a lot, I won't study at all. I'll be willing to do any dae in the world, but she probably wouldn't even do half of them. At least, not until she's older. But I can imagine that she will make it into Gryffindor. I just know it.
I slipped my robes over my black skinny jeans and purple t-shirt as the boys did the same over their clothes. Right as we sat back down, three boys walked in. I recognized the middle one with platinum blonde hair as Draco Malfoy and shared a look with Ronald.
Something no one besides Ron and Malfoy know about me, Malfoy and I used to be the best of friends until one day after his dad finally decided to actually spend some 'quality time' with him. Afterwards, he acted like he despised me, and I was heart broken. After that, I hung out with Ginny all the time.
Anyways, Malfoy looked around and said,
"Everybody down the train says that Harry Potter is in this compartment. Is this true?"
"Yes, it is Malfoy, now, if you'll excuse us, we were having a bloody brilliant time without you." I said, venom dripping from my tone of voice. He smirked and said,
"Right, like anyone could have fun with a filthy blood traitor. You'll soon find out that are much better than other's, Potter. I can help you there." Malfoy stuck out his hand as I snorted in disgust. One day, I was really going to give it to his father for turning him into this git.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." I laughed as Malfoy's cheeks turned pink in anger.
"Yeah, none of us here would ever want to be friends with you now. Now go and pick on someone else." I said. Malfoy scowled at me and turned around and left. Ron and Harry high-fived me for standing up to Malfoy like that, and then Ron and I started telling Harry about Quidditch.
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After a long boat ride across the lake, and a walk up a giant, pebbley hill, we got to the front doors of Hogwarts. Hagrid checked to make sure that all of the first years were here before knocking three times on the door.
Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house, opened the door, thanked Hagird, and led all of us to a small classroom away from the Great Hall.
"You will all be sorted in one of the four houses: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepufff, or Ravenclaw. I will be back in a few minutes to lead you to the Great Hall." She closed the door and left us all in that tiny, cramped room. I heard Malfoy talking loudly to his cronies about how Slytherin was the best house by far. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and walked over to him.
"Malfoy, when will you get over yourself?" He smirked and looked over at me.
"And quit smirking so darned much! It's annoying the hell out of me!" I yelled at him. His smirk grew even more as he said,
"Why does it annoy you, Weasley? Is it because you still haven't gotten over me?" I glared at him and my hand twitched, aching to get my wand out of my pocket. His eyes widened as he noticed this, and said,
"You wouldn't dare to use magic. You probably don't even know enough to do any damage to me." This really got to me. Ron and Harry ran up to me right as I pulled my wand out and pointed it at Malfoy.
"I want you to remember this moment, Malfoy. I am far more advanced than you will ever believe. If you ask anyone in my family, they will tell you that I was doing magic designed for a person in their seventh year the moment I was given a wand. I had borrowed my father's and managed to make the spells work. I was given a new wand for my birthday this year instead of a hand-me-down one, and all the spells I have tried, even advanced ones, have all worked for me. So, do not, under ANY circumstances, think that I am ignorant. It just might be the last thing you do." Malfoy's eyes widened in fear and he nodded. I smirked in triumph and took my wand away from him right as Professor McGonagall walked back into the room.
"All right, if you would line up single file and follow me please." I was walking between Harry and Ron, who were now scared that I would randomly turn around and hex Malfoy.
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Harry and Hermione were both sorted into Gryffindor, and Malfoy and his cronies were all sorted into Slytherin. A pug-faced girl named Pansy Parkinson was also sorted into Slytherin. Neville was sorted into Gryffindor too.
"Weasley, Lyllith," Professor McGonagall called out. I slowly walked up to the hat, a blush creeping into my cheeks. I always blushed whenever I was nervous.
I sat down on the stool and Professor McGonagall slid the hat on top of my head.
"Ah, another Weasley. But, you're different from the others. There is something darker in you, something you have yet to discover. Since you will not do good in Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor, better be... SLYTHERIN!!!"
My mouth opened in shock as the Slytherin table stayed silent. Everyone was shocked. Even the teachers.
"WHAT?!" I yelled out in surprise. Professor McGonagall took the hat off of my head and somberly, but gently, pushed me in the direction of the Slytherin table. I threw a pleading glance at Dumbledore and he sadly shook his head. I walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down by myself, playing with a fork. Ron got sorted into Gryffindor and he threw an empathetic look towards me before walking away.
For the first time ever, I felt utterly and completely alone.