Chapter 4: Money And Clothes
Violet woke up from her little nap that she had on the smooth train ride back to Hogwarts. She stretched her arms over her head.
"Where's Harry?" Violet yawned as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"He's convinced that Draco's a death eater so he went to where Draco is staying." Ron said.
"The train is going to be stopping shortly. I'll go see if I can find him. Don't wait for me ok." Violet said as she slung her messenger bag over her body.
"Are you sure?" Hermione questioned with concerned eyes.
"Yeah. I'll be fine." Violet reassured them as she exited the compartment in search of Harry.
She walked along the average hallways, scanning people's faces. Violet continued along her way to the end of the train when suddenly the train came to a jerking stop. Violet grasped the handlebar that attached to the wall. Students left their compartments, squeezing passed Violet to the platform.
Once the crowds died off Violet continued her way to the end of the train. She spotted Draco still inside a compartment with the doors closed. He glanced up to pull the blinder down but spotted Violet, a sudden look of annoyance appeared on his face as he pulled the blinder down. Violet looked at him almost horrified. She didn't know what Draco was doing in there, he could be hurting somebody or worse.
Violet gathered up her courage and ran to the door, sliding it open. Draco turned to her with a scowl. Her blue orbs searched around the compartment for Harry and didn't find what she was looking for.
"What are you doing in here?" Draco asked with resentment.
"I was just looking for someone." Violet supposed as she entered the compartment.
"He left with Weasley and the mudblood." He lied.
"I don't believe you." Violet crossed her arms with a burning rage.
"Why not?" Draco asked with innocence that he was obviously pretending.
"Let's see because you are in Slytherin and have always been a liar." Violet counted on her fingers.
"I haven't lied to you." Draco stepped closer to Violet, closing the gap between them.
"Well, you've lied to my friends so I wouldn't necessarily say that you are innocent." She breathed closely to his lips. Violet was surprised that she was this close to him let alone that he was allowing her to go further.
"How would you know?" he questioned barely touching her slightly overfull lips.
"Because unlike you I am observant." Violet alleged, as she pulled back and walked passed Draco who stood in his spot, feeling slightly disappointed.
He knew that Violet was adopted and raised by the Weasleys but it was still weird that he let a mudblood anywhere near him.
Violet glanced around the compartment once more to satisfy the nagging feeling that would not settle. She decided to exit the train with Draco following behind her, closing the door. Violet reached the platform and continued along the dirt path that lead over to the carriages.
Once there she was stopped by one of the teachers.
"Confirm, who you are?" the teacher asked while holding a scroll of all students names.
"I don't believe this. Violet Weasley." She answered.
"Ah, ok. Confirm who you are?" the teacher turned to Draco.
"Draco Malfoy." He growled as though everybody was supposed to know who the infamous Draco Malfoy was. Violet rolled her eyes.
"Have you seen Harry potter? He's late." The teacher asked Violet.
"No." Violet responded with shock.
So, he didn't make it to the carriages either. Where the hell are you, Harry?, Violet thought.
"I can go back to the train and see if I can find him." Violet said.
Maybe, I didn't search the train thorough enough, Violet pondered.
"No, that wont be necessary considering you both are about twenty five minutes late." The teacher lectured.
The teacher ushered a carriage to come over and stop before Draco and Violet.
"Are we sharing a carriage?" Violet asked with panic.
"Yes, so that way we have some left over for the late students. Is that a problem?" the teacher inquired.
Violet was about to answer when Draco intercepted.
"No, this is fine." Draco answered with a slight smirk.
"Very well. Both of you have a safe ride and good luck this year."
This year has just started out great, Violet sighed at the contemplation.
They boarded the carriage, sitting far from each other as possible. The carriage started rocking as they traveled away from the checkpoint.
"You're such a kiss up." Violet remarked, looking off into the distance.
"Am not." He defended.
"Are to."
"Am not."
"Are to and you know it." Violet affronted as she glanced at him for a split second.
"What were you going to tell the teacher?" Draco asked.
"I was going to tell him that it is a problem considering I would have to sit with a boy who's ego is bigger then my bank account and is a ferret."
"Of course I have more money. With those clothes that you're wearing I'm surprised that you can still look half way decent." Draco smirked.
Violet glanced down at her pale blue sweeter that came off the shoulder a bit revealing the black straps of her tank top, underneath, her favorite fitted blue jeans and dark blue converse.
"Well not all of us can afford clothes made of animal skins." Violet commented with irritation.
"My clothes are not made of animal skins." He mentioned with a glare.
"Sure, tell that to the poop on your shoulder." Violet giggled while pointing a finger at his dirty shoulder. He glanced down with disgust as he saw a fresh pile.
"Even your clothes don't like you very much." Violet laughed.
I guess the ride back to Hogwarts isn't going to be as bad as I thought, Violet smiled.