Clashing Titans

     Aria Therrien sat staring none too happily out the window of the Hogwarts Express quite simply looking for a reason to drudge down the hallway outside her compartment and snap and the bustling first years.

     “Give them a year or two,” she thought bitterly. “Let them see how much they like it when Headmaster after Headmaster is chucking you out!” This would, after all, be her third school. None of the usual excitement gripped her heart, but lo and behold, a bloodcurdling scream caused it to make the blood pound in her ears. She threw open the door and stuck out her head. "What ARE you doing?" she sneered at the back of a tall blonde-haired boy whose sides were flanked by two rather unimpressive body guards.

     As the boy turned about her eyes flickered over his face and her lips curled into a smirk at the look of sheer outrage at being reprimanded, but even more by someone he had no knowledge of striking the trademark painful blow. Aria reveled in it.

     "Slow are you? Have you a name or perhaps do you all share one, as you three seem joined at the hip?" With a roll of her eyes Aria was back within her compartment and the door slid shut, albeit not for long. That same boy with platinum-blonde tresses seemed amused now that he was away from his henchmen and when he spoke. Aria couldn't help but listen.

     "Think you're clever do you? More Mudblood trash no doubt. You listen here you little p-"

Aria however had head enough and she cut him off without so much as a second thought.

     "No, you listen here you little inbred. I don’t know why you think you can come in here and I assume I will bow to you whims but I do know you can find your way out!" Just as his lip curled and he reached for his wand within the folds of his robes a witch looking as if she could list off a litany of school rules stood in the doorway.

     "Malfoy, I hope you aren't causing any trouble. As headgirl I wou-"

     "Oh shut it, Granger." The fair faced boy turned on his heel and was gone.

     Aria was grinning after him and only when she couldn't hear his footfalls any longer did she turn pale grays upon that girl.

     "Granger, is it?" She said simply.

     "Hermione Granger... I'm sorry for staring, but you don't look like a first year!"

     Aria would smirk and glance out the window. "I'm from the states. Mom wanted me to go to a school here. She heard it was the best. Other schools couldn't quite handle me."

     Hermione seem a bit too chipper to her. But so did everyone.

     "Oh, well, you'll love it here! If you can get Malfoy going like that we'd love to have you! I know I have to follow the rules but it doesn't make him any more tolerable, now does it?" Aria would laugh and look out the window.

     "I don't know. I found him rather enjoyable."