A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:)))

Chapter 130: Surprised

For the remainder of the break, Harry and Ron kept their encounters with the two us at a minimum, even getting up earlier to have breakfast. When they learned that everyone else had known about it for quite some time, they got even angrier. After the shock had passed, Ron realised that he was just as pissed off as my brother about the soulmate connection.("He is a Slytherin Selene, they never change. And he's the worst of them all.")

Frankly, I expected them to be mad at me for not telling them, but not that much. And it didn't help our situation when Harry walked in on me and Draco making out a few days before we were supposed to go back to school.

On the train ride, they didn't even sit with us. Me, Hermione, Ginny and Luna ended up looking at them standing in the hall, leaning on the windows and talking for hours.

"I think it is time."

"You don't really mean it, do you?"

"Blaise and Theo already know. And it's not like I'm going to shout it for my whole house to hear. Just Pansy and Astoria."

"Although I'm not so sure Theo will be too happy about it."

"Well, what happened is in the past. And the others have to find out at some point, you know. He can't get mad at us for telling people our secret.

"I guess so. I'll leave you to it then. Just try to keep your surrogate sister from blowing up the train."

"I will."

The rest of the day went pretty normal, not considering our friends' antisocial behaviour. But the rest of us had fun, played Explosive Snap and traded a couple of chocolate frog cards. Luna even gave us some protect charms that she had made for us and then left to find Neville and give him his.

Soon enough, after an eventless dinner and unpacking, we were all sound asleep in our beds, some of us dreaming of seashore houses or exotic places, and others(I'll give you a wild guess as to who), of breakfast.

Next morning before I even had the chance to enter the Great Hall, I was cornered by Parkinson and Greengrass, who shoved me in the closest room, that just so happened to be the broom closet under the Grand Staircase; man, what a great deal this place must've seen across the years...

"So it looks like I was right after all."

"Don't know what you're talking about pug-face and frankly, I don't care either."

"I'm talking about you being Draco's soulmate Potter. He finally confessed. Took him a while, but he did."

My snarl disappeared and suspicion took its place.

"And what are you two going to do without that information?"

"Nothing. I may not like you, but even I have to agree: you make him happy, you light a spark in him that I didn't even know existed. A word of caution though:" a knife suddenly appeared out of nowhere, held tightly in her hand, a couple of inches away from my face "hurt him, and you will see exactly what a Slytherin is capable of."

"Don't you worry about that. The last thing I want is to hurt him. Now, if you two ladies will excuse me, I was heading for breakfast. I'm starving." Still looking her in the eye, I opened the door behind me and slipped out of the closet. None of my friends asked any questions about my late arrival, not even Hermione, who knew very well that I had been right behind her when she entered the Hall.

Weeks passed by, and the boys were finally warming up to the ideea that they couldn't change fate. And even though they still were tense around us and more or less flinched every time Draco and I held hands or kissed, at least they talked to us again.

On the bright side though, Harry and Ginny finally got together. During a pretty heated fight on a very obvious subject a couple of days after we got back after the holidays, Ginny decided to win the argument by kissing my brother; it was rather effective in getting him to shut up. She had a key role in making him see reason, and for that, I was really grateful.

School in general was relatively good. Indeed, a few kids had been taken home by their parents, who were worried about Voldemort's return. The Patil twins didn't even come back from the Christmas break and by spring, half of the first and second year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were gone. No one could blame their parents though, most of them were Muggles after all; this new world that they had been thrown into was on the verge of war, and they didn't know what else to do to keep their kids safe, even though there was the danger of not being able to control their powers due to being taken out of school so early. The only house that was still intact, and that wasn't helping erase the suspicions, was Slytherin. And even though most students didn't see past the surface, I knew that a lot of those kids weren't at home by now because their parents were disappointed in them for not wanting to side with their Dark Lord.

The teachers started teaching us stronger and dangerous spells. ("If you end up fighting in this war, we won't let you be defenceless. Although we hope you won't need these spells. ") They took it upon themselves to prepare us for whatever was to come, because they believed that even if the Ministry still feared what Dumbledore could do with so many trained young witches and wizards, it was far more important to not die during battle.

All in all, it was far more peaceful than any of the previous years at Hogwarts, and that was starting to attract suspicion because for sure, this couldn't possibly be the most uneventful year, what with Death Eaters and Voldemort wandering freely around the Wizarding World.