Draco's feelings toward Harry were complicated, even contradictory.
He had been born into the Wizarding World and raised in a Pure-blood family. Since childhood, he had accompanied his father and basked in endless praise. Among children his age, he was almost always the center of attention.
But Young Malfoy soon noticed a name that kept coming up whenever the adults talked: Harry Potter.
Draco quickly realized that, popular as he was, Harry Potter inspired far more fascination. Harry had never appeared in public, yet stories about him were everywhere.
Some said he had left England. Some said Dumbledore was training him in secret. Others claimed he had already become a master of magic.
But everyone in the Wizarding World knew his greatest feat: defeating Voldemort.
Harry Potter was the sort of person whose legend only grew while he stayed out of sight.
As heir to the ancient and noble Malfoy family, Draco had felt a connection to Harry long before they met.
He had only been waiting to go to Hogwarts so they could conquer the Wizarding World together. At least, on the train to Hogwarts a year ago, Draco had sincerely wanted to befriend Harry Potter.
But Harry had rejected his "kindness" and gone around with that penniless Weasley. All the times Draco had opposed Harry since then had really been attempts to get his attention.
While Draco's gaze remained fixed on Harry, Lucius searched the crowd. At last, his eyes settled on a gray-eyed boy at its edge.
At the edge of the crowd, Will met up with Sylvia and Hermione. Neville was there too.
As they waited, the Weasley family arrived, along with Harry, who had come out of Knockturn Alley.
"Lupin!"
"Harry!"
The two had met during the summer holiday, but the Dursley family had