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The Shadow
Train Friends
Hermione sat in her compartment, waiting for her two best friends, Ron and Harry. They were going into their seventh year at Hogwarts. She had told them to meet her here, but they hadn't come yet.Where are they? They're late. They haven't seen me all summer, and for good reasons too. She thought as she looked down. She was wearing a tight black miniskirt and yellow halter with black lace. Her hair was straight and had blonde highlights in it. She was taught make-up charms over the summer and could perform them quite well now.
She was still thinking of her productive summer when Ron and Harry walked in.
"Yeah. Who do you think will be able to ....... Hermione! .. You look .......great!" said a very astonished Ron.
"Ron, dear, please move so I can sit down and see what the heck you're talking about ," said a small annoyed voice.
"Ooh. Sorry Lav! Here, lets sit down," he said, motioning her to a sit across from Hermione.
"Wow Hermione! Nice outfit. Can I borrow it sometime?" Lavender said, surveying Hermione.
"Um.. Sure, Lavender. Whenever." Said Hermione.
Harry came in a minute and after exchanging hello's and hugs with Hermione, he sat down beside her.
"Nice outfit! So that's what you've be doing all summer. Getting a full make-over? Well I like it," Harry said, looking at Hermione.
"Yea, that's what I've been doing this whole summer, "she said, sarcastically, "getting a make-over and, duh, doing all of next year's homework that I can."
They went on talking, never noticing the shadow in the corner. No one ever noticed me in the first place she thought while sitting down quietly. She looked back at them and listened to the conversations. Hermione had made her way into Harry's lap and she and Lavender were talking about clothes and new gossip. Harry and Ron, of course, were still discussing Quidditch. They never notice me! What happened over the summer? We were all good friends last year. What did I do? She thought about getting something out but decided against it. Maybe I should. she thought, trying to open her Lord of the Ring (a muggle book she read and a movie she saw with some friends) sticker bag as quiet as she could. Stupid bag! she thought as it made a rather loud clicking noise.
Harry and Ron looked over to the corner, trying to locate the noise. Ron saw her first. Dumping Lavender to the floor, he stood up.
"Ginny, I thought I made it clear that you weren't you follow us." Ron said in a very loud and a very angry voice.
"Ouch, Ron. That hurt." Said a very annoyed Lavender.
"Oo! I'm sorry, Lav!" Ron said, picking her up and setting her on the seat.
Then he turned back around to give Ginny her punishment. But she was gone.
"Didn't I tell her not to follow us? Didn't I, Harry? ......... Harry??" Ron said, turning back around and sitting down with Lavender on top.
"What? Oh, yeah. You did tell her not to come. Yeah." Harry said, a little out of it.
"So what were we talking about before the interruption?"
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Ginny ran down the hall, trying to hold back tears. What's wrong with me? Am I all of a sudden the plague or something? She wiped away her hot salty tears and ran into an empty car. She sat down on the seat and broke down.
"Ouch! Er.. get off, you first-year! Get Off!" yelled a very grouchy Draco.
"For your information, I'm a sixth year, not first year. A sixth year prefect, in fact." Said Ginny, wiping away more tears.
"Weasel? Is that you?" Draco asked, astonished at her new look.
"Yes, Malfoy. It's me. Lil Miss Weasel. I got a new look. You like?" Ginny said, hoping for a no.
"Well, as much as it pains me to say this and, trust me it does, I can't say I hate it. Very Slytherin of you." He said while looking at her clothing. She had a pair of tight black pants on with blue lining. Her top was a tight white t-shirt, showing off her nice midriff sporting a bellybutton ring. She had on all black jewelry. Her face was natural, no make-up what so ever.
"But is that a nose ring?" he asked, noticing an emerald stud on the girl's nose.
"Yes, it is. You're the first to notice, actually," she said. "I wear an invisible one at home, so my parents wouldn't flip out." She added, getting a weird stare from Draco. "Not that they would notice" she mumbled, only to herself.
"Well, may I ask, why aren't you with Potter and your brother?"
"They kicked me out. I don't know what's wrong with me. We were all good friends last year and now they've dropped me like a hot potato. I don't get it!?!" she said, looking up at him.
"Well, it seems like there is something wrong with them, not you." Draco said.
"Well, I've been deserted. No friends, and basically no family. Except for Charlie. He remembers me and still loves me for me." She said.
"Well, I've been deserted too. Since my father went insane, everyone hasn't talked to me. Except Pansy. And I wish she would stop talking to me." He said, shuddering at the thought of Pansy.
"Well two people deserted with no friends. How sad!" she said, grinning.
"Too true."
Ginny turned her head towards the window. It was raining.She turned back to face Draco but he was looking else where. It was raining hard. She went to sit down by the window, staring into space.
"Weasel.......Weasely?........ GINNY!" Draco screamed at her.
"What?...... Did you just call me Ginny?" she asked, turning to him.
"Umm.. Yeah. I guess I did. Sorry." Draco said, looking down.
"No, it's ok. It's been a long time since I've heard that name said without anger behind it. "she said thoughtfully.
"Ok, but you have to call me Draco then." He said, getting a nod from her. "Did you say that you were prefect?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?" she asked curiously.
"Because I'm Head Boy and Slytherin and Gryffindor prefects room with Head Boy. And Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff room with Head Girl. "
"Oh. Do you know who the other prefects are?"
"Um.. Yeah. I do. The other Gryffindor prefect is Travis Wvok. Slytherin prefects are Crystal Lewsi and Bren Mahjon. Weird names, aren't they?" he asked, grinning at her.
"Indeed, they are," she said, smiling back.
Draco turned to look at the window, at the rain.
"Why do you care who you room with?" Ginny said, trying to break the silence.
"Well, I mean, I'd rather room with you than others," he said in a monotone.
She saw right through it. "Aww..... Does lil Draco have a crush on the Shadow?" she asked him in a teasing baby voice.
"What if I do? Hhmm?" he answered, staring back at her.
"Then I'd feel sorry for you." Ginny answered, looking at the window.
"Well, I mean since Dumbledore thought of this wacky rooming idea, lets make an effort to be friends. Truce? "he said, sticking out his hand.
"Truce." She answered, taking his hand. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to try to sleep.
"Ok."
She turned around and laid down on the seat. It took her a while but finally she drifted off to sleep. Draco sat down in his seat, facing the sleeping beauty. What is the deal? I don't like her, do I? I'm a Malfoy, she's a Weasley. It would never work. I don't like her. I don't!
As he snapped out of his thoughts, he found her thrashing around. She was sweating and about to fall off her seat. He moved forward and caught her just as she was falling off her seat. He sat back down, cradling her like a baby. He moved a strand of hair behind her ear. I can't like her. I won't.
Footsteps were coming down the corridor, but he didn't notice. He was watching her breath, in and out, when the door flew open.
"Malfoy, put my sister down! Now!" Ron screamed angrily.
Ginny's eyes flicked open and they were full of terror. She forgot her surroundings but hung on tighter. She tilted her head up to see Ron and then let it fall in defeat.
"Why do you care, Weasel? Because I know you don't " he said in the most normal voice he could manage.
Ron ignored his remark and walked past him, towards Ginny.
"I told you not to follow but noo... you have no friends so you had to follow us. Well I put up with it last year but not again." And with that, he slapped her right in the face.
"WEASEL! That went too far! "Draco yelled as he punched and kicked Ron out the door.
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"Lavender, where did Ron go?" Hermione asked, breaking her lip-lock with Harry.
"Well, if you hadn't been snogging with Harry the whole time, you would have noticed that he left an hour ago to go punish Ginny." Lavender answered in a very annoyed little voice. Mainly because Ron wasn't paying her as much attention as Harry was giving Hermione.
"Oh... Why?" she asked, pulling her skirt down.
"Because she followed us in here. He told her not to and she came anyway. He was pissed at her. She doesn't have any friends. Didn't get any letters when I was at the Burrow. None at all." Lavender said with a grin.
"That's sad. I feel sorry for her. I mean..." Hermione trailed off when the door opened and a very beaten Ron walked in.
"Ouch! Ooh. It hurts!" Ron yelled as he made his way through the door. He had a cut on his lip and it was bleeding freely. He was also sporting a black eye.
"Aww.. baby! What happened? Did you find Ginny?" Lavender asked, while getting up to see his face.
"I found her and told her off. I even slapped her but Malfoy kicked me out as I was going in for a second blow. Ouch! Lavender, don't touch it! Oh! That hurts!" Ron shouted at Lavender, who went to sit back down.
"Gosh! Ron you poor baby. Hear, let me fix it!" Hermione said, sarcastically. With a flick of her wand, Ron's face looked better. He thanked her and sat down next to Lavender.
"So, Ron, you actually hit her?" Harry asked, looking up at him.
"Yea, I did. But then Malfoy came out of no where and threw me out. " Ron answered, shuffling his feet.
"What was Malfoy doing in there anyway? They aren't friends, are they?" Hermione said, looking perplexed.
"I hope not because I can't beat him up and he would obviously stick up for her."
"Well, lets not worry about it. It's almost time for us to arrive at Hogwarts. We should change."
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