one last thing
Chapter1
Draco could feel sweat trickling down his back. He's been running…running for hours but he couldn't stop now because if he did then THEY'LL catch him. He felt something hit his back. He fell to his knees. His chest became tight… he couldn't breathe…all he could see was Darkness.
Hermione opened the door of the head's carriage and saw a certain Draco Malfoy staring out the window. She took a deep breath as she sat down across from him.
Silence…even more silence… this was unusual, Malfoy always had something to say, especially at Hermione. He always threw nasty comments at her for being a Gryffindor Mudblood but this time was different. The blonde haired Slytherin said nothing and did nothing. He just sat there staring out the window.
Hermione couldn't help herself from wondering why Malfoy was acting this way. Maybe he's playing some sort of sick Slytherin joke or maybe he's just readying himself to insult her or maybe… maybe he's changed – that can't be, ferrets don't change. Hermione's face was getting all contorted from thought, she was trying to figure out why he was being so quiet.
"Why are you so silent?" she asked him. He simply looked at her then back out the window. Hermione was now even deeper in thought. He hadn't answered her, he didn't say anything but that wasn't what bothered her. What really bothered her was how Malfoy looked. He looked different. No nice new robes, no nice new bag, no nice new shoes and no plastered smirk. He looked – normal. He looked just like any other boy in Hogwarts.
(a/n: sorry for a short 1st chapter… I promise the succeeding chapters will be longerJ)