Platform 9 and 3/4

Lucius and Narcissa left us at the wall because they had business to attend to.

Unlike Draco, I waited for Theo and Pansy.

"About time you guys got here. I've been waiting forever," I exagerate walking to the train.

"It's not my fault Theodore is afraid of the wall!" Pansy protested.

"I am not!" Theo argues.

"Am too!"

"Am not!"

" We're here," I say, breaking up there argument.

In the box, there is Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise.

"Boys only," Draco declares, letting Theodore in.

I roll my eyes and walk down the hallway to another box with just a redhead and a brunette.

"Can we sit here? We got kicked out of our other box?" I ask.

The brunette looks up at us and nods, his hair moving.

Pansy gasps.

"H-Harry Potter?" she asks.

I take our stuff and put it above the redhead.

"Er- yes. I am Harry Potter. This is Ron," Harry says, gesturing to the redhead.

I tug Pansy in the box and close the door.

"I'm Felicity Riddle and this is Pansy Parkinson," I introduce.

We sit down. there is a moment of silence till the trolley lady comes.

"Would you like anything, my dears? Cauldron cakes? Pumpkin Pastries?"

"I'll have a little bit of everything," Harry says, eagerly.

After the trolley lady leaves, Harry digs into his candy while Ron takes out a sandwich.

"So Pansy, why do you think it's boys only?" I attempt.

"Hmm? Oh. They are probably just talking about Quidditch and stuff," Pansy answers, watching Harry.

"But Theo and Blaise don't like Quidditch," I point out.

Pansy tears her gaze from Harry and looks at me.

"Draco probably wanted to talk to them about boy stuff," she whispers.

"Ew!"

"Exactly. That's why we weren't allowed," Pansy reasons.

"Excuse me, but did you say Draco? As in Draco Malfoy?" Ron asks, suspicious.

"Yeah. Why?" I inquire, curious.

"Well, if you ask me, the Malfoy's are a pretentious lot. A muggle born like you shouldn't hang out with him," Ron explains.

"Oh. I'm not a muggle born." I say.

"I must agree with Ron. When I met Draco at Madam Malkin's, he wasn't very nice," Harry adds.

"That was you?" Pansy asks.

"Yes that was me,"

Pansy and I giggle.

"What's so funny?" Ron asks.

"Draco will be furious!" Pansy giggles.

At that moment, the door slides open to reveal Draco and Blaise.

"Speak of the devil," I say.

Draco observes the room and its contents.

"You're allowed to come back now," Blaise says.

"I think we'll stay here," I say.

"With a Weasley?!?" Draco sneers.

"And a Potter," Pansy adds.

Draco becomes rigid.

"Do you want to come, Potter," he asks.

"No thanks. I'm good right where I am," Harry says, defiantly.

Draco sniffs and storms out of the room.

"What is it Blaise?" I ask.

"Where's your necklace?" Blaise asks, softly.

My hand flies to my neck.

"It's in my bag. I'm going to where it when I change," I reply.

Blaise nods, and goes back to his box.

"You kept the necklace?" Pansy asks.

"Yes. I like the necklace," I respond defensively.

Pansy raises an eyebrow but doesn't pursue the subject.

"I think we should change now," Ron suggests.

"Well turn around!" Pansy says, grabbing her robes.

Ron turns bright red and turns.

"You too," I say.

Harry also turns.

We all change together.

A few minutes later, a girl with bushy brown hair comes in.

"Have any of you seen a toad?" she asks.

"Nope," Ron answers.

She then leaves the cabin.

"Why would she get a toad as a pet?" Pansy asks, horrified.

"Maybe she likes toads," Harry suggests.

I snort.

"Well, anyway, we're here," Ron says, ending the conversation.

We get out, and make our way towards a man yelling, "'irst years! 'irst years!"