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Chapter three
Sara looked at up. Draco was staring at her, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Draco's stare was different from the other three's. He looked bewildered.
"Maybe he knows my mother," She thought. "But then he will know I am lying about her last name." She hoped that wasn't why he was looking at her funnily. She didn't want to have to answer any more questions that day.
The other three had looks of mixed shock, confusion, and gratitude. She knew where the confusion came from, but why would they look so shocked? Or grateful? She looked at Draco and forced a convincing smile.
"I, um, have to go check on my cat." With that Sara walked towards the compartment, went in, and closed the door.
Draco watched her leave, as did Ron, Harry, and Hermione. When the door shut, they all glanced at Draco, then at each other. Hermione said,
"We had better go sit down too." She didn't wait for some snide remark from Draco, but grabbed Ron and Harry and headed for the compartment.
When the trio opened the door they saw Sara sitting, talking to a black cat, and crying. The crying shocked them.
Sara looked up; she had heard the door creak. She immediately wiped her face with her hand and stopped talking to the cat.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione. She looked worried. Sara had never had someone worry about her before.
She was tempted to lie, but these were her friends.
"I don't really think I can talk about it right now." She looked at Hermione apologetically.
Hermione understood, but Harry and Ron were a different story. They said nothing, but shared a glance that meant
~ When we get to Hogwarts, we need to talk. ~
Hermione sat down next to Sara while Ron and Harry sat down across from them.
Ron and Harry almost immediately started talking about quidditch. Hermione looked at Sara, whose cat was sitting in between them, and tried starting a conversation.
"What is your cat's name?" Sara smiled and said the name that always came to mind when she looked at that cat.
"Midnight. I know, I know. It's REALLY original." She smiled.
Hermione loved it.
"That is so cool! I have a cat named Crookshanks. But he isn't as handsome looking as Midnight. I hope they will get along."
"Me too. Midnight doesn't have any cat friends so I have no idea how he might react, but I think he will at least behave." Sara thought for a minute. She knew the cat had a secret, but she also knew that she couldn't tell it. If she did, two people would be at a huge risk to be harmed. One of those two people was herself. She didn't care if she was hurt, because she was used to it. But the other person, He must be protected. He was safe only as long as she kept his secret.
I hope you like my OC! Please read and review!
Chapter three
Sara looked at up. Draco was staring at her, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Draco's stare was different from the other three's. He looked bewildered.
"Maybe he knows my mother," She thought. "But then he will know I am lying about her last name." She hoped that wasn't why he was looking at her funnily. She didn't want to have to answer any more questions that day.
The other three had looks of mixed shock, confusion, and gratitude. She knew where the confusion came from, but why would they look so shocked? Or grateful? She looked at Draco and forced a convincing smile.
"I, um, have to go check on my cat." With that Sara walked towards the compartment, went in, and closed the door.
Draco watched her leave, as did Ron, Harry, and Hermione. When the door shut, they all glanced at Draco, then at each other. Hermione said,
"We had better go sit down too." She didn't wait for some snide remark from Draco, but grabbed Ron and Harry and headed for the compartment.
When the trio opened the door they saw Sara sitting, talking to a black cat, and crying. The crying shocked them.
Sara looked up; she had heard the door creak. She immediately wiped her face with her hand and stopped talking to the cat.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione. She looked worried. Sara had never had someone worry about her before.
She was tempted to lie, but these were her friends.
"I don't really think I can talk about it right now." She looked at Hermione apologetically.
Hermione understood, but Harry and Ron were a different story. They said nothing, but shared a glance that meant
~ When we get to Hogwarts, we need to talk. ~
Hermione sat down next to Sara while Ron and Harry sat down across from them.
Ron and Harry almost immediately started talking about quidditch. Hermione looked at Sara, whose cat was sitting in between them, and tried starting a conversation.
"What is your cat's name?" Sara smiled and said the name that always came to mind when she looked at that cat.
"Midnight. I know, I know. It's REALLY original." She smiled.
Hermione loved it.
"That is so cool! I have a cat named Crookshanks. But he isn't as handsome looking as Midnight. I hope they will get along."
"Me too. Midnight doesn't have any cat friends so I have no idea how he might react, but I think he will at least behave." Sara thought for a minute. She knew the cat had a secret, but she also knew that she couldn't tell it. If she did, two people would be at a huge risk to be harmed. One of those two people was herself. She didn't care if she was hurt, because she was used to it. But the other person, He must be protected. He was safe only as long as she kept his secret.