In the car on the way to King's Cross Station, Dudley sat in front with
Uncle Vernon and insisted on changing the stations of the radio. When he
found a new hit song, he sat back and listened, content. Harry rather liked
the song, for no apparent reason, so he decided to listen instead of
finishing his (messy) letter to Sirius.
/Under a lover's sky / Gonna be with you / And no one's gonna be around / You think that you wouldn't fall / Well, just wait until / Til the sun goes down / Underneath the starlight / Starlight / There's a magical feeling so right / It'll steal your heart tonight!/
"Hey, boy! Get your trunk, we're here! And never ask me to drive you to this, this. . . place again!" As soon as Harry jumped out of the car with his things, Uncle Vernon was off. /Yeah, I'll miss you too/, Harry thought bitterly.
Still, as he made his way onto Platform 9 and ¾, he couldn't help but smile. He would finally be going home to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had been anxious all summer, almost like he was waiting for something to happen. He could see Voldemort running into his house on Number Four, Privet Drive and killing him with a few uttered words. Hogwarts was definitely safer, he concluded. He just couldn't wait to be back, to be home again.
* * *
Draco sighed. A Muggle taxi. A common Muggle taxi! He was appalled at the mode of transportation his mother had arranged for him. The driver thought he was right insane, what with his large trunk and eagle owl, and Draco rather thought the same of him. He sighed and looked out the window as the driver turned up the radio.
/You can try to resist/Try to hide from my kiss/But you know/But you know that you/Can't fight the moonlight/Deep in the dark/You'll surrender your heart/But you know/But you know that you/Can't fight the moonlight, no./You can't fight it. /It's gonna get to your heart./
Stupid Muggle music. Stupid Muggle taxi. Stupid. . . stupid. . . stupid heart! He'd been trying to get rid of the nagging feeling all summer, but it just wouldn't go away. and Draco was afraid this year at school would make it worse.
/Under a lover's sky / Gonna be with you / And no one's gonna be around / You think that you wouldn't fall / Well, just wait until / Til the sun goes down / Underneath the starlight / Starlight / There's a magical feeling so right / It'll steal your heart tonight!/
"Hey, boy! Get your trunk, we're here! And never ask me to drive you to this, this. . . place again!" As soon as Harry jumped out of the car with his things, Uncle Vernon was off. /Yeah, I'll miss you too/, Harry thought bitterly.
Still, as he made his way onto Platform 9 and ¾, he couldn't help but smile. He would finally be going home to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had been anxious all summer, almost like he was waiting for something to happen. He could see Voldemort running into his house on Number Four, Privet Drive and killing him with a few uttered words. Hogwarts was definitely safer, he concluded. He just couldn't wait to be back, to be home again.
* * *
Draco sighed. A Muggle taxi. A common Muggle taxi! He was appalled at the mode of transportation his mother had arranged for him. The driver thought he was right insane, what with his large trunk and eagle owl, and Draco rather thought the same of him. He sighed and looked out the window as the driver turned up the radio.
/You can try to resist/Try to hide from my kiss/But you know/But you know that you/Can't fight the moonlight/Deep in the dark/You'll surrender your heart/But you know/But you know that you/Can't fight the moonlight, no./You can't fight it. /It's gonna get to your heart./
Stupid Muggle music. Stupid Muggle taxi. Stupid. . . stupid. . . stupid heart! He'd been trying to get rid of the nagging feeling all summer, but it just wouldn't go away. and Draco was afraid this year at school would make it worse.
