Dark Creatures Sociology

Ch1- Train ride changes

In Draco’s opinion the train ride was the best part of the whole school year, after all he got to see Harry again after the long summer. However this time, he was thrown a curve ball. In his compartment sat- no lounged a female. She had medium length curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. Said female was wearing a short materially black skirt with knee-high-five inch stiletto boots and a matching materially black turtleneck with no sleeves. Loud undignified music was developing from the girl and when he tried to ask her what the hell she was doing in his compartment she didn’t react! A hissy fit was bubbling close to over the pot of Draco’s mind.

Half flouncing half storming Draco went physically up to the girl and tapped her on the shoulder. In response the girl’s gaze slipped onto him and her hand raised and removed things from her ears and raised an eyebrow, “Can I help you with something?”

Raising his chin defiantly Draco answered, “Yes, you’re in my compartment. Get out. And tell me why you would even think of sitting here in the first place.”

The girl blinked, “I see no names written anywhere on this compartment. And get out? Do I really look the type that can be ordered?” With that the girl put her feet up on the end of the bench making herself even more relaxed.

“Who do you think you are? No one talks back to me!”

“Except Potter.”

Draco seethed; Zambini totally just ruined his point. The girl smirked, “And now me. My name’s Bellanna Blake, by the way. Most people call me Lanna. Unless they’re old fashioned or a jerk…or mad at me.”

Draco was completely at a loss. This girl was so…rebellious? Was that the right word? “How come I’ve never seen you before? And where are you from, you’re not British.”

“You’ve never seen me before because I’m not from Britain. I’m from St. Louis and this will be my first year at Hogwarts.”

“Your first year? I didn’t know it was possible to transfer?” Pansy asked.

Bellanna shrugged, “Whatever.”

Draco sighed a sigh of defeat; the word was “defiant”. This girl wasn’t moving, and it’s not like she was Hufflepuff material. Might as well accept her, that way it wouldn’t seem like a complete loss. “You seem alright, I’m Draco Malfoy.” He said as he reached his hand out to shake hands.

For a moment Draco feared he had another Potter on his hands, because Bellanna just looked at him. However, it wasn’t any kind of look, it was the kind of look a scientist wears on the discovery of some kind of new bacteria. Just with that one studying glance she would know everything. The sweat was about to break along Draco’s forehead just from the intensity. Then she smiled taking away his fears and anxieties, and took his hand. “You’re very screwed up aren’t you?”

Draco blinked, what was that supposed to mean. Something told him he didn’t want to know.

Short- I know but it’s my first post, so read and review!