Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
Crowds of children mill about on the platform of Hogwarts station. Young witches and wizards shrieking and laughing, excited to see their friends again at the start of a new school year.
You step off the train into this sea of noise. Looking around it seems like everyone somehow knows where they are supposed to go and they are slowly breaking apart and heading in different directions. The booming voice of Hagrid comes loudly from the other end of the platform. "First years, follow me," he says, waving an umbrella above his head.
You glance around nervously, trying to spot Harry or Hermione, but they are nowhere to be seen. You need to move before you are left behind, but which way should you go? Then turning around to look the other direction you spot a flash of light blonde hair cutting its way through the crowd. Draco Malfoy, it has to be. As he comes nearer you can see his face clearly. He is pushing his way through the younger children, smirking at them cruelly as they stumble to the ground beside him. It's so hot. He brushes past without looking at you and continues shoving people aside. You bite your bottom lip as you watch him from behind. He definitely knows where he is going. You should follow him.
You stumble slightly at first, your legs feeling unsteady for a moment. Then you start walking in the same direction as Draco. He cuts through the crowds so quickly it is hard to keep up with him. He turns round a corner and goes out of your sight. You start to rush forwards, you don't want to lose him. Almost breaking into a run you fly round the corner, and bam! Straight into the back of Draco. Oops. He turns around slowly, glaring down at you with contempt.
"Draco," you gasp.
"What did you just call me?" Draco snarls at you. "It's Malfoy to you, filthy mudblood!"
Oh God, the way he is glaring at you. It sends shivers through your whole body, your legs clamp together with an involuntary reflex. You whimper softly as the pressure adds to your arousal.
"Urgh, what the hell is wrong with you?" Draco says with a look of disgust. "Get away from me, mudblood."
"Sorry... I didn't... sorry... I'll go..." you struggle to get the words, your chest feels tight. You try to walk past him but your legs feel weak.
"Move!" Draco shouts and gives you a shove in the back.
You stumble forwards, your legs can't move fast enough and you fall to the ground. You look behind you to see Draco walking off again in the other direction. As he gets out of sight you slowly get back to your feet. As you stand up you are hit by a wave of embarrassment. Your cheeks start to blush, you can't believe how horny he made you feel.
As you look around you spot nearby what appears to be a horse and cart, minus the horse. Of course, you remember, Thestrals. They are invisible to most people, that's why you can only see the cart on its own. That was how you were supposed to get to the castle, riding in the cart. You wander over and climb up into the cart before finding a seat at the front and making yourself comfortable. You are just beginning to wonder how to make the cart start moving when you hear a loud voice right next to you.
"Urgh, you again."
You turn towards the noise to see Draco climbing up into the cart.
"Seems like I can't get away from you, mudblood," Draco says, sneering at you.
"Err, no. Sorry," you say as your eyes drop down to Draco's feet. Urgh, why are you apologising, you're so weak. No, it's him, he makes you weak. Oh God, it's happening again. Your legs squeeze tight together, you can feel yourself begging to be touched down there. Your hand is desperate to move down to the wetness between your legs. You manage to lift your head up again to look at Draco's face. He stares at you with a mixture of contempt and confusion.
"What?" he says with a smirk. "Are you afraid of me, mudblood?"
"I...err...umm..." 
"Because you should be afraid. I'm from a very powerful wizarding family." Draco says.
He leans back in his seat and spreads his legs wider apart. The smirk on his face grows wider. Your eyes drop again to look down at his feet. Oh God, you can't look at his face. That smirk of his is getting you so hot you think you might cum.
"Yes, very powerful indeed," Draco says, pleased to show his dominance of you. "A filthy mudblood like you needs to learn to respect that."
You nod your head softly.
"Don't you worry, I'll soon teach you the proper way for a mudblood to behave," Draco says with a satisfied smile.
"Thank you," you say softly.
"Thank you, what?"
"Thank you, Sir," you say quickly.
"That's better," Draco says, smirking at you. "Now what's your name?"
"Oh, it y/n," you say.
"I don't care what your name is! I'm just going to call you Mudblood," Draco says with a cruel laugh. "Now get out of my sight."
Draco jumps down from the back of the cart and walks away looking all powerful and masculine. You sigh then look around to see where you are. You are shocked to find that you are at the front door of Hogwarts castle. You were so distracted by Draco that you didn't even notice the cart was moving. You take a few moments to get your breathing under control, then climb off the cart and start walking towards the large doors.