Rain

By: Who else? Me

Chapter One

On the Platform

Dorothy Agel stared blankly at the space between platforms 9 and 10 and then glanced down at her ticket. 9 ¾...but there wasn't a 9 ¾. Just a 9 and 10. When she looked at her trunk on the train station's push-cart, she found her black cat, Coal, staring pointedly at a pillar not to far off. His yellow eyes blinked, knowingly, but Dorothy was still confused. That's when she over heard a plump, red-headed woman talking to her children.

"They should really make Platform 9 ¾ much easier to find. Some of these muggle born children miss the train every year because of such an inconvenience," she complained.

Dorothy clutched her ticket in her right hand, set her cart against a wall, and approached the woman who was being followed by three children. Two boys and a girl. When the woman noticed the girl approached she stopped for a moment and smiled kindly. Dorothy returned her smile with a slightly tired and sad one.

"Um, ma'am. I overheard you talking about Platform 9 ¾ and I was wondering if you might show me—"

"How to get onto the platform? Yes, yes I was just talking to my son and daughter about this problem. Here. My son will demonstrate. Ron."

A tall, lanky boy with red hair and dozens of freckles grasped the handle of his cart and shoved forward into the pillar that Coal had been staring at. In a split second he had disappeared into the apparently not-so-solid brick and Dorothy stared after him.

"It's quite easy, deary. No pain or anything. Why don't you try it?"

"Thank you very much, Miss—er—"

"Weasley, dear, MRS. Weasley."

"My name is Dorothy Agel, and it was a pleasure meeting you Mrs. Weasley." And with that Dorothy retrieved her cart and pressed forward onto Platform 9 ¾.

Once on the other side, she stared in awe at the sheer amazement of the platform. Well, stared until she was jabbed in the back by another cart. She moved quickly out of the way to let the Mrs. Weasley's daughter through, followed by a tall boy with messy jet black hair, flashing green eyes, and round glasses.

"Terribly sorry," said Dorothy in almost a whisper.

"It's alright," replied the boy, "but, it's curious."

"What's curious?"

"I've never seen you around Hogwarts before."

"Well, that's because this is my first year here."

"But," said the boy, "you look my age. You can't really be a first year!"

"I'm not a first year, but this is my first year. I'm transferring from Madam Mina's All-witch Academy for Malevolent Magic Makers in Bristol. I'll actually be starting my sixth year here," Dorothy explained.

"You'll be in my year this year."

"Cool. Again, I'm Dorothy Agel."

"My name's Harry Potter."

"Well, it's a pleasure Mr. Potter," she said coolly as if anyone could have the name 'Harry Potter.' This shocked Harry and he stared after her as she dropped her trunk off with one of the conductors, picked up her cat, and continued onto the Hogwarts Express.

She was one of the first on the train and found a compartment easily. She let her cat jump out of her arms and curl up and then took a seat by the window right next to him. She watched some of the children hugging and kissing their parents good-bye and sighed mournfully. The time steadily passed and soon it was 11 o'clock. The student rushed onto the train and it began to move. She heard the loud talking of people in the hallway as they scrambled into compartments. When she thought that all of the students were seated, she relaxed. A compartment to herself...how odd. But she didn't have to wait long before her compartment door opened and two bulky boys came waddling in. One of them sat on Coal's tail. The black cat hissed and jumped into his owners lap. When the two were seated a boy with bright blonde hair came into view. His face was pointed and (If I may say so myself) handsome. (Don't flame me!!!)

"Who're you?" asked the boy, looking her up and down. She had long black hair tied back in a neat, tight braid that reached the small of her back. Her blue eyes seemed to pierce his soul and her pale skin could only compare it flawlessness and color to that of a moonbeam.

"Dorothy Agel, who're you?" she replied, looking irritated as he gazed at her body. 'What a pervert! Stop ogling me and pick your jaw up from the floor!' she screamed in her head.

"I am Draco Malfoy," he said smugly, with a smirk on his face. His drawling voice made Dorothy shudder slightly but she looked him sternly in the eye.

Draco sat down and Dorothy turned her eyes back to the window to stare out it once more. She was actually examining the boys' reflections in the glass. She didn't trust them, they gave her an odd, kind of queasy feeling. For most of the train ride she listened to the boys chat about Harry Potter and the Ministry of Magic and the Dark Lord, fidgeting with her black skirt and white blouse occasionally. When the snack trolley came around she denied anything on it because that queasy feeling hadn't subsided yet and the nerves of her first day at a new school were beginning to make themselves known more and more.

Soon in began to rain and the sound of the rain hitting the roof of the train was very lulling. She felt herself becoming steadily drowsier. She soon nodded off but only briefly before she felt Coal rub his furry black head against her chin and hold up her Hogwarts rob in its mouth.

"Oh? Is it time to change into my school rob?" Dorothy stood up and pulled the robe over her head, having already changed into the blouse and skirt, and sat back down to stare out the window. Draco and his cronies looked disappointed.

Dorothy saw something becoming visible on the horizon. Lights, though very small and dim at first, were coming into view. Hogwarts possibly. She continued to stare at it as it got closer. The sun had gone down and rain clouds made the silhouette of the building indistinguishable. It was about a half an hour longer before they arrive at 'Hogsmeade(is that spelled right?) Station' and Dorothy was pulled aside with the first years. They were guided by a giant of a man, whose hand alone was as big as a dust bin.

A/N:

Hiya. It's been awhile since I posted anything because we had some weird computer problems. Somebody hacked into our system and planted both a worms and dooms day virus in our computer. How mean, huh? Well anyway, I might update on other fics but not soon. I had the idea of this when I was rummaging through boxes and found a couple pics of Draco. There was this one adorable image that I got from the D2 gallery of Ginny giving Draco a snowman that resembles him. Also I got another one off of that is called November Rain and it has Draco with no shirt on and his hand on the window as it rains. It was sooo kawaii! If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm like a huge Draco fan! And BTW, I do not own any of the characters of Harry Potter in this story, except Dorothy, Coal, a few first years who will play a major part in this little romance and the new DADA teacher.

I have one last announcement. Yes, like with all my stories, this will eventually be very Mary-Sue. So if you don't like Mary-Sue or what you've just read, stop reading now and stop those hands of yours from typing a flame.

Ciao.

WEM