I AM SO SO SO SO SORRY! I know, hate me if you must, but it's hard to keep a ton of this up! But rest assured, because I know exactly how I want this to turn out. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
Weariness On The Train
There was a little shake on the train.
"What was that?" Hermione asked aloud.
"I don't know." Harry replied to his friend. "Must be a bump or something."
"I suppose so."
Harry really didn't believe that. He knew of the darkness that magic could possess. Knowing this, he knew that it wasn't just a bump on the tracks. But there was no use in worrying his friend. Something bad was coming. What it was, though, he could not determine.
"Harry?"
He jumped at the sound of his name. Ginny was eying him, worry reflected in her chocolate-brown orbs.
"Are you alright? You're a bit pale for my liking." She joked.
Harry smiled back at her.
"Of course I'm fine."
It was peculiar for Ginny to be acting like this. Come to think of it, Ginny had been acting quite strange for a while.
"I'm just worried, that's all."
"But still. You've never been one to be like that."
She stiffened.
"I know. People change, though, right?"
"Of course."
He stroked her hair and she lied down on his lap. Quietly, he kept stroking her hair while keeping his suspicions to himself.
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After a little while, the train pulled up to Hogwarts. As everyone bustled out, Harry noticed Malfoy's white-blond hair. There was something off about him, but he did not have time to ponder it since he was getting pushed out the door. Ginny caught him as he stumbled.
"You alright?" She asked.
"Fine." He replied.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and smiled. Together, they walked to the awaiting home.
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