˖ . 𝜗🍏𝜚. ₊ | | Draco Malfoy was getting off the Hogwarts express for another year at the wizarding castle, it was his 4th year, it was around 9:00 pm, it was cold, cloudy, and he was wearing black business clothes, a watch and that striking perfume of green apple, a mix of Prada, Chanel and Tom Ford. He was with his "friends" Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, his henchmen, While Draco walked lazily but still being the arrogant and elegant person he always was, he found a face, a new face in the crowd, peculiar.