Title: Unspoken Betrayals

Chapter: The Train Ride

Disclaimer- WE DO NOT own the Harry Potter characters. We are not J.K. Rowling, one thing she is one person, not two. Also, if we were J.K. Rowling we'd be rolling in riches. (Lead wants to bathe in the riches!)


"What am I thinking?" the young man whispered to himself. Lips moving only slightly. The others sitting in the cab of the train looked to one another before their gaze moved once again to the platinum haired man. He seemed bored, yet day-dreamy. Plus he did keep talking and the other three in the cab couldn't help but listen. Even if they weren't quite sure who this 'dark-haired beauty' the male spoke of was. It was a show though, and there wasn't much else to do on the simple train.

Suddenly the silver gaze left the window and he looked about the cab. Seeing the eyes of the three move away from him and acting like they were not watching him. He left it alone, so unlike him, but he didn't want to bother with it. Too much was weighing on his mind. He picked up an open envelope. 'Draco' in silver was in cursive writing across the front. Inside there was a note, plus an invitation.

There was ribbon on the invitation, simple, yet nice to look at. The writing was in black except for two names. 'Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasly' was written in silver. The two were getting married and Draco had actually been invited. Next he looked to the note.

Malfoy,
In the beginning I know we weren't very good friends. That is the past though and Ronald and I would like to invite you to the wedding. (A bit of talking and he finally agreed to it). Anyway we hope to see you soon enough. Please send Errol back with a letter letting us know if you are going to attend and the day you plan to arrive.
Sincerely,
Hermione Granger

While reading the note he gave a slight chuckle. He bet Weasly dreaded Granger calling him, Ronald. Though at times it did seem to suit him. It still seemed a tad bit silly though.

A voice was heard throughout the train. They were going to stop at the station soon. His stop. He looked to the window, the silver eyes giving off a soft sort of glow in the sun. He could see flaming red hair in the distance and he actually smiled at this. They were waiting for him. All of them.

As the train continued to near the station, it was easier to make out the forms of the people. Ron was standing in the front, arm linked with Hermione. As it should be. His red hair was long and messy, falling across his freckled face. He assumed that for the wedding it would be cleaned up, or chopped off. Hermione looked so different, her hair wasn't as frizzy, maybe she used some magic hair gel. Her hair was too frizzy for normal hair care products.

Behind those two was just the guy he really wanted to see. Those green eyes seem so beautiful, he couldn't help but look. And that hair, still like he just got off his broom. A small crack of a smile came to his lips as he stared at the 'dark-haired beauty'. He was almost left on the train he was so busy.

Once he realized that the train had stopped and the conductor was calling for the passengers to get off if this was their stop, he scrambled to his feet and blushed lightly as he grabbed his luggage and made his way off the train. Stopping once off to a crowd of smiling faces….


The Lead and Ink Ramble:

Lead- I think I did a good job for the 1st chapter

Ink- Yes, I think so too! Now everyone has to click the little button on the bottom that says review. hinthint

Lead- Perhaps they would if there were more chapters...Ink! XP

Ink- Hey, I'm writing the next one..I swear!

Lead- Right. +nods+ You better!