OK, I was super anxious to keep writing so I just came up with another chapter. Thanks for all the reviews you guys game me :D
And again, I own nothing except for Eris and Andromeda
Draco guided us to a small compartment towards the end of the train. He was a prefect, whatever the bloody hell that was, and he was meant to sit in the front of the train, but I suppose that for this occasion, he'd have to make an exception. He slid the hefty, wooden door closed behind us and took a seat across from Andromeda and me, "We haven't really talked about this much, "he began.
I eyed him suspiciously, "Talked about what?"
Draco looked at me as if I were mad. He leaned in closer to the center of the compartment and hissed, "Well, you know, this whole mission that your father sent us on."
I nodded, waiting for him to continue, but he said nothing.
"What exactly do you need to know?"
He shook his head impatiently, "I don't need to know anything," he said, "I've already been briefed and all, but shouldn't we have like, I dunno, some sort of plan, or something."
I raised my eyebrows, "Plan? I think it's pretty simple, don't you? We kill the old man and go back home with our dignity."
The blonde boy buried his pointy face in his hands, "It's not that easy. Dumbledore may be an old fool, but he's a great wizard, even my father can't deny that."
I snorted, "Draco Malfoy, your father is a coward, and that's exactly why the dark lord, my father, trusted me on this mission and not one of his bloody death eaters. If you ask me, taking down the old nutter should be a simple task."
Draco stood up defensively, "My father is not a—."
I cut him off by placing a slender hand on his chest, "No need to get defensive, Draco. You should be honored that my father has picked you to help us." I lifted my hand to his face, running it through his hair, "We need you." He was silent for a little while afterwards so I dropped my hand again, "Unless of course, you'd like to run home, crying to daddy," I sneered.
Draco glared at me, "If I went home now my father would. . ." He trailed off slowly, "Never mind, it doesn't matter, I suspect we'll be leaving soon."
I didn't pester him any further on the subject, although I had become rather suspicious of the boy's behavior about his father. One moment he was defensive and the next moment it was like he wanted nothing to do with the man. I suppose that there was nothing I really could have done.
Ann sunk down in her seat and huffed, "This train smells like my father, rotten and infested with worms."
I looked at her with a disgusted face. Ann's father had died around the same year as my mum had. The thought of them rotting underground made my stomach feel queasy. Imagining rotting flesh and what it smelled like wasn't exactly on my top 10 list, if you know what I mean.
I must have dozed off eventually because of my long nights travel, but after a rather dreamless sleep, I felt a hand on my shoulder, shaking me awake. Draco stood over me, his light grey eyes blinking down on me. "Rise and shine, babe, we're here."
I rose, shaking the sleep off and getting to my feet. Ann and Draco were already in their robes of course, so I had to hurriedly slip mine on so that I could fallow them off the train.
As we stepped off the train and towards the carriages that were supposed to transport us to the castle, I stepped back in disgust, "What are those thing?"
"Be quiet!" Hissed Draco and I shot him a glare which made his eyes soften, "Sorry, not everyone can see them, you know. Only if you've seen death. Like Potter." Draco spat his name as if it was poison burning through his tongue.
"Can—can you see them?"
Draco and Ann both shook their heads and I shivered, "Lucky you." The retched things were absolutely disgusting. No wonder the resembled death. I tried to avoid looking at them as I traveled up to the large castle.
3rd person POV
Yay finally not in Eris's evil mind :P It's going to be mostly focused around Harry and his friends though
Harry took a seat at the long Gryffindor table and waited for the first years to finally be sorted. He looked up at their nervous faces as they stood before the whole crowd of older students, and remembered how he had felt the first time he was up there.
Most of the first years were sorted normally; mostly Hufflepuffs, then some Ravenclaws, and the number of Gryffindor and Slytherin students were about even. The trio sat and waited for Dumbledore to make his speech, but it never came.
Instead, two girls rose from the back and stepped forward. McGonagall lifted the list up again and read off of it.
Ron lent over to whisper in Harry's ear, "Is it just me or did those first years hit puberty a little early?" Hermione smacked him with a book.
"Andromeda!" McGonagall called the first name. A girl with dark frizzy, hair stepped up and sat on the chair. The hat pondered a few seconds before yelling out, "Slytherin!" She jumped up off the stool, a smile and a giggle rising on her lips. She had the crazed look in her eyes as she skipped off towards the Slytherin table. However, she didn't sit down; instead, she stood and waited for the other girl.
The next name that was called rang even louder and clearer than the first one, "Eris!" A pale girl stepped forward, as she turned to sit her eyes met with his. He felt a prickle and his scar and had the urge to lift his hand to sooth it, but decided against it. There was something in her face that looked so hauntingly familiar.
"Oi," Ron whispered, "Do any of them have bloody last names?"
Harry stayed silent, deciding not to speak.
Before he could even look up, he heard the hat bellow, "Slytherin!"
Hermione glanced over at Harry and Ron, "Did you see the hat even touch her head?" Both boys shrugged.
Both girls met at the end of the Slytherin table, and then walked towards the middle. Eris slid in between Pansy and Malfoy, and the Andromeda shoved Parkinson down even further to make room for herself. Pansy let out an angry hiss as she was pushed further away from her ex-boyfriend and the Andromeda girl smiled wickedly at her, making a shiver run down Harry's spine.
Malfoy looked over at him and smirked, raising his eyebrows.
"Perfect," Harry said, "just what we need, a more arrogant Malfoy and two more of his Slytherin whores."
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