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A/N: Sorry it took longer than expected. But here it is.
"Hey! Harry!!"
Harry looked up at the sound of his name. An enthusiastic Hermione and grinning Ron were both waving at him. Harry tried to put a smile on his face and waved meekly.
Hermione ran towards him, her bushy hair bouncing. She enveloped him in a bone crushing hug, which Harry tried to return, wincing as her body pressed against his newly formed stomach wounds.
"Hermione, give him some air!"
Harry was saved from his pain from Ron, who pulled her back and clapped a friendly hand on his shoulder.
"Oh Harry, I've missed you so much! You really must eat more though, I can feel your bones."
"Just from a growth spurt," Harry lied quickly, trying to remember how to smile carelessly. "So what did you two do this summer?"
Hermione went on a worldwide account of American adventures. Ron stared at his best friend. He couldn't believe how much he had changed.he had gotten thinner but barely taller.and paler.there was no way he was healthy.and there was some sort of sadness in the back of his green eyes that wasn't there before the summer. He knew that.
As the trip went on more and more people came to the back to visit. Among the visitors were Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Cho Chang (who was looking quite pretty.), Ginny Weasley, and Katie Bell. Harry pretended to be interested in what they had to say and smiled politly at their jokes, but found it hard to join in on the conversation.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Two fags, a hag and a train compartment."
Harry flinched as he heard the unmistakable voice of Draco Malfoy, the cruelest boy in school.
"Real witty," said Hermione dryly, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"I thought so," said Draco, leaning against the train compartment door.
"Please leave Malfoy," said Harry quietly, without meeting Malfoy's eyes. "Oh, he's gotten manner during the summer, has he? What's wrong Potter? A little nightmare hurt you?"
Harry looked up sharply. How did he know.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Malfoy," said Harry, shooting pins into Draco's eyes.
"I believe you do. And I believe we should have a little chat about that.." Said Draco, smiling snidely. "Come with me Potter, into the last compartment. We can chat a bit there."
"I don't want to," said Harry, choking on his words. What was Malfoy going to do to him.
"What is he talking about Harry?" asked Hermione, staring at him.
"Yes Potter, maybe we should enlighten the mudblood."
"NO!" shouted Harry, standing up quickly. "I.I'm coming."
Without looking back at the two he walked out of the compartment, Draco following.
A/N.ooooo what're they gonna do??? Read and review ^-^
A/N: Sorry it took longer than expected. But here it is.
"Hey! Harry!!"
Harry looked up at the sound of his name. An enthusiastic Hermione and grinning Ron were both waving at him. Harry tried to put a smile on his face and waved meekly.
Hermione ran towards him, her bushy hair bouncing. She enveloped him in a bone crushing hug, which Harry tried to return, wincing as her body pressed against his newly formed stomach wounds.
"Hermione, give him some air!"
Harry was saved from his pain from Ron, who pulled her back and clapped a friendly hand on his shoulder.
"Oh Harry, I've missed you so much! You really must eat more though, I can feel your bones."
"Just from a growth spurt," Harry lied quickly, trying to remember how to smile carelessly. "So what did you two do this summer?"
Hermione went on a worldwide account of American adventures. Ron stared at his best friend. He couldn't believe how much he had changed.he had gotten thinner but barely taller.and paler.there was no way he was healthy.and there was some sort of sadness in the back of his green eyes that wasn't there before the summer. He knew that.
As the trip went on more and more people came to the back to visit. Among the visitors were Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Cho Chang (who was looking quite pretty.), Ginny Weasley, and Katie Bell. Harry pretended to be interested in what they had to say and smiled politly at their jokes, but found it hard to join in on the conversation.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Two fags, a hag and a train compartment."
Harry flinched as he heard the unmistakable voice of Draco Malfoy, the cruelest boy in school.
"Real witty," said Hermione dryly, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"I thought so," said Draco, leaning against the train compartment door.
"Please leave Malfoy," said Harry quietly, without meeting Malfoy's eyes. "Oh, he's gotten manner during the summer, has he? What's wrong Potter? A little nightmare hurt you?"
Harry looked up sharply. How did he know.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Malfoy," said Harry, shooting pins into Draco's eyes.
"I believe you do. And I believe we should have a little chat about that.." Said Draco, smiling snidely. "Come with me Potter, into the last compartment. We can chat a bit there."
"I don't want to," said Harry, choking on his words. What was Malfoy going to do to him.
"What is he talking about Harry?" asked Hermione, staring at him.
"Yes Potter, maybe we should enlighten the mudblood."
"NO!" shouted Harry, standing up quickly. "I.I'm coming."
Without looking back at the two he walked out of the compartment, Draco following.
A/N.ooooo what're they gonna do??? Read and review ^-^
