Another year, more students were flocking into Hogwarts.

Draco never really understood the point of enrolling students who weren't even a Pure-blood. All they'll do is thin out and dirty their magnificent and powerful bloodline.

That was why Draco was interested when he heard their would be transfer students from overseas. Mahoukotoro students from Japan.

The pale blond sat with his fellow Slytherin, eating his lunch. All of a sudden, a group of students walked inside, their robes either a pale pink or a rich gold.

Draco's silver eyes drifted to you, a smirk on his lips. You were gorgeous to say the least, the typical Japanese beauty.

After lunch, Draco wasted no time to approach you. He wafted through the crowd of students. "So, you must be a student from that Japanese school. I'm Draco Lucius Malfoy. And you are?"