Draco Malfoy, a pureblood and son of Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy. He was a very well known young boy due to who his parents were and the way they were meant to be involved with the Dark Lord and his parents had been deatheaters before the Dark Lord vanished. He had gotten his acceptance letter to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry now that he'd come of age and was eleven. He had gone with his parents to Diagon Alley and had gotten all the books and robes and uniform that was needed for his school years. On the morning of the day he was going to the school, his parents took him to platform 9 and three quarters with his luggage and he said goodbye to them before he boarded the train in plenty of time and looking through the compartments to find an empty one so that other students could join him. He finally found a empty compartment and opened up the sliding doors and went and sat by the window and looking out of it, his pale grey/blue eyes looking out to the platform, kids still saying bye to their parents. He gave his parents a wave before he sat back in his seat and played with his wand.