A month later . . . apparently students aren't realy allowed to be at the school during the summer and it wouldn't be fair to the other students if they knew I had been here for a month now. So Severus was given the assignment of taking me to Kings Cross station to take an unnecessary trip back to Hogwarts. Argh! They could have at least got someone besides a stupid traitor to take me.
Ok well I guess it's time to go. Severus got all of my stuff ready early this mourning. Before I even woke up he was in my room. He was in my room! What gives him the right to be in my room without my permission?! Dumbldore says I should thank him for getting me out of that snake pit because it wasn't safe and blah blah. Stupid old person doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about.
I shrugged my shoulders and sighed deciding I should probably stop thinking about it before I blow something up on accident. I grabbed my cart and tolerated Severus's hand on my arm until we got to the ally outside of the station when I promptly jerked away from him and calmly strode into the building and on to platform 9 ¾. The crowd inside the magical platform was not only a lot louder and much more colorful than the muggle crowd but it was also much larger by a long shot. I'd never seen so many people gathered at one place before but apparently standing in front of the entrance wasn't a smart idea.
At that moment I felt some sort of cage embed itself in my back and barrel me over to have my cart go rolling wildly around the platform. To run over more people and right into a wall where everything on it exploded onto the ground placing the cart on it's side in the middle of the gigantic mess and if the large crash I herd from behind me was anything to go by. The person who ran into me was in a similar situation. I huffed angrily picked myself up and turned around to yell at the person who caused this problem and was shocked to find Lucius Malfoy picking his son up from the ground who was dusting himself off and looking like he was ready to kill whoever had caused this problem.
When he straightened himself up he seemed as shocked as I was before we both found our composure and apologized to each other as best as a Malfoy and Riddle could. His father was rolling my newly fixed cart to the loading station and walking back to fetch Draco's as well. With Lucius standing beside his son they both raised their poised eyebrows at me before Draco's face cracked into a smile. He grabbed my wrist excitedly and pulled me on to the train. Maybe this unnecessary trip wouldn't be so bad after all. As soon as we were both in an empty booth with the door closed and silencing charms in place Draco went off at a mile a minute
"Where have you been? We all thought you were done for after the ministry found you. We though we were done for after the ministry found us. What happened to every one else? We haven't herd from you. Where have you been? What happened? Dad wouldn't tell me anything at all."
I couldn't help but smile at Draco's familiar enthusiasm. I swear he has ADHD or something.
"Why are you smiling? Whats going on?"
I decided to let him out of his self made misery.
"I've been at Hogwarts. As you can see both of us are fine and definitely not 'done for'. The Death Eaters that got caught are either dead or in Azkaban. I had no way of contacting you and I have some information that may come as a shock."
Draco seemed to be a little confused but nodded for me to continue anyway
"The ministry didn't get me. Remember that spy Daddy thought we had?"
Draco nodded slowly
"It's Severus. He took me to Dumbldore. Who took my training wand until he could trust me and he let me stay at Hogwarts until school started."
Draco's eyes were a mixture of shock and fear
"Severus told us that the ministry had custody of you and he couldn't get the old fool to even try and get you back."
I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms
"Well how he's fooled daddy for this long is a mystery to me but he's been lying this whole time. Probably since he first started."
Draco had to sit down before he fell down and I sat beside him. Waiting for him to process that info to the best of his capability. I don't think he ever realy did because after five minutes of us sitting their doing nothing I pulled out my story and wrote thankful that daddy was perfectly fine unharmed and not at the ministry or anything. At some point the others showed up and stared at me writing until I noticed them. They also seemed to be trying to get Draco out of his little coma thing but were all just as shocked and full of questions as he was. It was a long ride.
