-1Chapter Four
"Be safe at school dear." Mum said solemnly, starting to tear up. Bill and Charlie each put a comforting hand on her shoulders. They had told her to stay home, but she insisted on coming to see us off.
"I will mum. I love you." I said, giving her an awkward hug.
"Bye Gin." Bill said, giving me a hug. He was leaving to go tell work he needed a few days off and to bring Fleur up.
"Stay outta trouble." Charlie said, also giving me a hug. "We'll see you in a few days." Charlie also had to leave, but would be back on Friday, two days from now.
I nodded. I looked to find Fred and George and saw them talking to the Golden Trio. I stepped onto the train without looking back. I walked down the hallway, ignoring the stares and murmurs that followed me. 'Bloody gits, the whole lot of them.' I thought as I found and empty compartment at the end of the train. I walked in and threw my trunk against the wall, before slumping down in a seat.
"Three more days." I voiced my thought. Three days until dad and Percy's funeral. I didn't know when Ivy's was, or if she was even going to have one. I would have to find some way to contact Willow and ask.
'I was going to show Ivy real magic soon too. She would've appreciated it.' I thought sadly. 'And dad would've liked one of the muggle witchcraft books. And if he and Percy were talking, maybe that meant they were making up. We almost had a family again.' I stopped thinking then, and stared up, trying to force the tears to go back. Just then, the door opened to reveal Draco Malfoy. He looked surprised to see me there, but that disappeared and was replaced with a smirk,
"Well, well, little Weasley." He said. "Why aren't you with your blood-traitor brother, mud blood friend, and Pothead? Aren't you supposed to be worshipping the ground he walks on right about now?"
"For your information, Harry and myself are no longer together. We broke up last year after your little spectacle." I spat. "He and Hermione are now together."
He looked surprised once more. "Pothead and Mudblood? He chose her over you?" He asked, sound mildly surprised. "At least you are a pureblood, and don't look like something her cat would cough up."
I laughed, surprising myself and him. Then, I remembered who it was and glared. "You can leave now, traitor." I said, each word dripping with malice.
He looked shocked, and a little hurt, but recovered quick. "Whatever you say." He said coolly. "See you later, Crimson Faerie." The door shut behind him and I froze.
How did he know about that? Was he there that night? I felt my mind starting to unravel, and took a few deep breaths, before glaring at the door. He got to me, and I let him. I sighed, slumping against my seat.
"This year is going to be hell." I thought before falling asleep.