Harry Potter Fanfic

Just my luck, I had to pick the compartment with a snobby, rich boy who looked like he would like nothing more then to be rid of me. Well he wasn't going to be rid of me, his cold stare had little effect on me, after all it was something I was used to living on the streets and in homeless shelters. If there was one thing I had learned early in life, it was to ignore those who looked down on you. Although it would be nice to have at least one friend before arriving at this Hogwarts school. Out of the corner of my eye I glanced at the blond boy. He was staring out the train window and looked completely bored. Maybe he wasn't that bad of a person, perhaps he was actually a shy person who uses rudeness as a defense mechanism. On the other hand I could be completely wrong and arrive at school with a new enemy.