Reading Pansy's thoughts easily even without looking her in the eyes, Draco felt a little offended that she thought he used potions to increase his libido.
But he shrugged and promised that he would show her his sexual prowess when they were at Hogwarts.
Having nothing else to do, he thought of something and manipulated his trunk to its normal size and open it.
Opening it to a specific compartment, Draco put his hand in and pulled it out to show that he had a pillow in his fist.
Shrinking his trunk again and placing it in his pocket, he put the pillow on the seat in front of Pansy and leaned back.
After spending the previous night making out with Narcisa and Anna, he only slept for a couple of hours.
Although her body is strong enough that a couple of hours of sleep a day is sufficient for optimal recovery, she decided to sleep a little longer for now since she had nothing to do.
Seeing Draco in front of her, who didn't speak to her, much less order her to fulfill her duties as stipulated in the contract, Pansy was confused.
While she was relieved that Draco didn't order her to do anything, she also felt other feelings like anger when she thought about the possibility that Draco might not find her attractive.
'Does she think she's better than me?' thought the Parkinson heiress.
Time passed and neither of the two occupants of this compartment said anything.
Suddenly, the sound of shouting caught both their attention and soon Pansy, along with Draco, who stood up, were looking through the window.
Rose Potter
According to the screams they could hear, the girl who lived arrived at the station.
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Rose Potter
The girl who lived made an inward grimace when she saw the contingent of journalists and other people gathered in front of her.
While another person might be euphoric about the fame and attention they received, she couldn't because she knew this fame was undeserved.
She was not the one who performed the protection ritual that ended Voldemort's life by deflecting the killing curse.
It was his paternal grandmother who did it.
Her grandmother and grandfather were the ones taking care of her that night because her parents went out.
His parents would never have thought that his father's friend, Peter Pettigrew, would betray them and reveal the secret location of their hideout.
According to what Rose knows, her grandmother and mother studied a protection ritual and placed it around the crib where she rested.
This ritual was special.
After all, he was able to defeat the dark lord.
But the dark thing about this ritual, and what her mother made her promise not to reveal, was that this ritual was a sacrificial ritual.
By voluntarily sacrificing herself, she would place a highly powerful protection that would shield her from all attacks.
Knowing that she could not escape Voldemort, her grandmother activated the protection and died shortly afterwards trying to stop him.
Upon learning the truth about that night from her mother, and having it confirmed by her father when asked, Rose was proud of her grandmother and felt that she did not deserve all the fame she was receiving.
"Hello everyone!"
"Unfortunately, Rose has to catch a train, so she can't give interviews right now."
"But I promise you that Rose will give you an interview another time."
Of course, there was someone who loved fame and always attracted everyone's attention.
The voice that addressed the journalists was the voice of his father, James Potter.
'At least he had the common sense to bring in more Aurors,' Rose thought.
Her father was the Captain of an Auror team and brought them with him to accompany her to the station.
Along with Rose and James, there were also their mother and their uncles Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.
They had all come to say goodbye to her.
With the help of the Aurors who cleared the way, Rose was able to enter the train without any problems and set about looking for an empty one.
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Watching the girl who lived from a distance, Draco only saw her for a few seconds before returning to his seat.
While Draco slept, Pansy took a magazine out of her trunk and started reading it to pass the time.
After a few minutes, a group of girls appeared outside the compartment and Pansy's eyes lit up when she recognized them.
They were her friends, Daphne Greengrass along with her 'follower', as she liked to call her in her mind, Tracy Davis.
Pansy wanted to get up and go with them, but she looked doubtfully at Draco who was lying down and didn't know what to do.
Although she wanted to go with her friends, she didn't want to offend Draco by leaving him alone and having him punish her later.
"You can go"
Suddenly, Draco's voice was heard and Pansy reacted when he gave her permission to leave.
Grabbing his trunk, he opened the door and left with Daphne and Tracy.
Daphne and Tracy told her they were in another compartment with more of her friends and took her there.
Draco, meanwhile, continued to rest but remained attentive at the same time.
Shortly afterwards, it was 11 a.m. and the train began to move.
After the train started moving, several people walked past the compartment but none touched or entered, other than taking the occasional look out the window of the door as they went on their way.
Time passed and an hour had gone by since the train started moving.
Toc Toc
Suddenly, someone tapped on the compartment door window, and Draco opened his eyes and saw his new visitor.
Rose Potter, the girl who lived.
She had felt his magical signature approaching, but she didn't think it would touch her compartment window after passing by several others.
'Can I come in?' Rose said outside the compartment, and although he couldn't hear her, Draco could understand her from the movement of her lips.
After hesitating for a second, he nodded.
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Rose Potter
Seeing the blond man inside the compartment confirm his nod, Rose opened the door.
"Hello," Rose said after placing her trunk in the overhead compartment and sitting down opposite the blond young man.
"Hello," the young man replied.
Rose was confused.
At 18 years old, her fame made her life different from the lives of other young women her age.
Because of their fame, everyone was excited to meet them and they kept talking, trying to get their attention.
Because of her fame, it was difficult for Rose to have genuine friends.
Because of her fame, she had to go to a mundane school in order to make friends, friends she is unlikely to see again because of the secrecy surrounding the magical world.
The only friends she had of her own age and close to her were the Weasleys, with Ginny being a stalker for Rose's amusement.
Ron, on the other hand, gave her feelings of repulsion.
Although they were friends because of their ages, Ron began to behave differently towards her in adolescence and acted as her boyfriend in front of other people.
She and her mother began to be very careful in case Rose was drugged with potions.
Diagnostic spells were the most important ones he learned, in his opinion.
Because of the life she had led due to her fame, the blond man's behavior towards her seemed strange to her.
The young man remained reclining in his seat, resting his head on a pillow.
'Did he bring a pillow on the train?' Rose thought with amusement.
As she looked at the strange young man in front of her, Rose noticed his face and thought he was attractive.
"Is something wrong?"
The young man's voice snapped her out of her trance, and she realized he had caught her staring at her face, which made her face blush slightly.
"Nothing, I just thought I'd seen you somewhere," Rose said quickly to get out of the awkward moment.
She was so embarrassed about being caught in this situation that she inadvertently blurted out a pickup line that her godfather Sirius told her other boys would use to approach her.
"Draco Malfoy," said the young man as he sat down and offered his hand.
"Rose Potter," Rose said, taking his hand as her mind recalled what she knew about the Malfoy surname.
"I was homeschooled, so I don't know where you saw me," the young man said.
'Malfoy' Rose recalled what her father and godfather told her about the name Malfoy.
Aside from the participation of the late Lucius Malfoy as a Death Eater under the orders of the Dark Lord, what stood out was the strength of the Malfoy family today.
'You must be careful how you interact with the Malfoy heir, avoid him if possible,' they said.
Long before the young man in front of her also became a Black heir, the Malfoy family under Narcissa Malfoy's leadership earned infamy by being cruel to their enemies.
Although his father and godfather said there was no proof, there were too many coincidences about the misfortunes that befell several people and/or families who were suspected of attacking the Malfoy family businesses.
Alongside that, there were dozens of mercenaries working under the Malfoy family.
Especially the mercenaries, who, according to their parents, captured many famous wizards and witches who got too close to the Malfoy family in recent years.
Because of the above, Narcissa Malfoy was one of the most powerful witches in the British wizarding world.
"Maybe I saw you in one of the alleys," Rose said.
Diagon Alley wasn't the only meeting place in the British wizarding world, just the most famous.
With that, Rose tried to get out of the awkward moment, but unfortunately for her, the young man shook his head and said.
"I could count on one hand the few times I've visited Diagon Alley, and every single time I did so under a disguise spell."
Rose stood still, thinking about what to say, but the blond man continued talking.
"Perhaps it was in the Muggle world; he traveled to the Muggle world from time to time," he said, to Rose's surprise.
'Does she know about the Muggle world?' Rose thought, not imagining that someone from a pure-blood family would know about the Muggle world.
"Do you visit the Muggle world?" asked the redhead.
"Yes, I occasionally go to a movie theater to see a film and to a restaurant."
"I like amusement parks too," said the blond man.
Suddenly, Rose didn't realize how the two of them started a conversation about the Muggle world, something she had previously only been able to discuss with her mother.
As the conversation progressed, the blond man's words confirmed that he wasn't lying because it was impossible for a wizard to know this without being a frequent visitor to the Muggle world.
Toc Toc
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and they both turned to see a young woman with thick hair who opened the door before peeking her head out.
"Hello, have you seen a toad? It's a student's pet and he's lost it."
Upon hearing the question, they both shook their heads, much to the disappointment of the young woman who seemed to be leaving to continue her search.
"I can help you"
But before the young woman could fully poke her head out of the compartment, the blond young man Rose was talking to offered to help her.
"Thank you, the more of us there are searching, the less time we'll spend looking for the toad," said the young woman with thick hair.
Rose sat contemplating joining in, but before she could, the blond young man pulled out his wand, from where the two young women didn't know, and placed it against the floor of the compartment.
To the astonishment of the two women, waves of light emerged from the wand and traveled throughout the compartment.
With the door open, they could see that the waves traveled through the rest of the carriage and possibly even the entire train.
Leaving aside the young woman with thick hair, Rose knew more about magic and knew the difficulty of a spell cast in silence.
"I found it, let's go find it," said the blond man while the two women still had their mouths open.