A/N- I'm sorry to say, this is my last chapter. I don't think I'll be righting many more, since
school is coming up soon. Sorry to those to liked my work. I had a lot of fun writing.
Disclamer-You know this...
Chapter 8- You know I hate writing chapter titles....
"Wh- are we still in your house?" I asked Draco.
Draco was looking around. He turned around a gasped. He started laughing. I
thought he was mad. I was expecting the death eaters to come bursting in anytime soon, I
didn't notice who was behind me...
"You do know all students below seventh year are forbidded from the advanced
potion wing."
Never in my life had I been happier to see Serveus Snape. I started laughing as
well. "Why are you two laughing? Detentions each!"
If Snape had said this to me at anyother time, I'd probably freak out, but I kept
laughing. Draco managed to stop, but I was too happy to stop. Tears started rolling down my
face. "Professer Snape? I think we need to go to Dumbledore."
Snape pulled out a vile of potion and gave in to me. I managed to stop crying, but
I still felt the balloon of happiness inside me. I was in Hogwarts!
When we arrived at Dumbledore's, he didn't look surprised to see us. He was
quiet. He handed Draco a parchment. Draco stared at it for five seconds, and then ripped it in
half. "Who cares if I'm not welcome at his house? He'll come to his end at an Auror's wand
one day."
I remained quiet. I knew this wouldn't be so if I never came, and I knew how much
Draco admired his father... or at least used to. Draco saw me looking at the floor. "He didn't
care about me. It's not your fault."
There was what seemed like an hour of silence. Dumbledore looked up at us.
"We must discuss your summer stayings. I believe you two need to stay here."
Draco I could understand but, "Me too, sir? But why? My parents haven't been..."
"No, but you are a danger to them. They would like you to come home for the
summer, but Voldemort..."
"So after waiting a year, they still don't get to see me?"
"I suggest that you write an invitation for them to stay here."
My parents? At Hogwarts? That would be really odd. But for some reason, I
found myself saying, "sure."
I was in the greatest position possible.A whole summer, with my parents and...
the library! I started laughing again, imagining Harry and Ron's faces if I said that to them.
Life was going to get on the right foot again.
The End
A/N- Thank you to all who read and reviewed. I had a great time at this site. Maybe next
summer....
school is coming up soon. Sorry to those to liked my work. I had a lot of fun writing.
Disclamer-You know this...
Chapter 8- You know I hate writing chapter titles....
"Wh- are we still in your house?" I asked Draco.
Draco was looking around. He turned around a gasped. He started laughing. I
thought he was mad. I was expecting the death eaters to come bursting in anytime soon, I
didn't notice who was behind me...
"You do know all students below seventh year are forbidded from the advanced
potion wing."
Never in my life had I been happier to see Serveus Snape. I started laughing as
well. "Why are you two laughing? Detentions each!"
If Snape had said this to me at anyother time, I'd probably freak out, but I kept
laughing. Draco managed to stop, but I was too happy to stop. Tears started rolling down my
face. "Professer Snape? I think we need to go to Dumbledore."
Snape pulled out a vile of potion and gave in to me. I managed to stop crying, but
I still felt the balloon of happiness inside me. I was in Hogwarts!
When we arrived at Dumbledore's, he didn't look surprised to see us. He was
quiet. He handed Draco a parchment. Draco stared at it for five seconds, and then ripped it in
half. "Who cares if I'm not welcome at his house? He'll come to his end at an Auror's wand
one day."
I remained quiet. I knew this wouldn't be so if I never came, and I knew how much
Draco admired his father... or at least used to. Draco saw me looking at the floor. "He didn't
care about me. It's not your fault."
There was what seemed like an hour of silence. Dumbledore looked up at us.
"We must discuss your summer stayings. I believe you two need to stay here."
Draco I could understand but, "Me too, sir? But why? My parents haven't been..."
"No, but you are a danger to them. They would like you to come home for the
summer, but Voldemort..."
"So after waiting a year, they still don't get to see me?"
"I suggest that you write an invitation for them to stay here."
My parents? At Hogwarts? That would be really odd. But for some reason, I
found myself saying, "sure."
I was in the greatest position possible.A whole summer, with my parents and...
the library! I started laughing again, imagining Harry and Ron's faces if I said that to them.
Life was going to get on the right foot again.
The End
A/N- Thank you to all who read and reviewed. I had a great time at this site. Maybe next
summer....