Chapter 6
Draco stomped his foot impatiently. Harry didn't need to come anymore, but it was a little too late for that! Ron placed his stuff in the carriage.
"Yeah," he said. "Harry said he's coming!"
Draco shook his head.
"I would much rather leave that git here!" he exclaimed.
Ron came over and put his hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Well, here they come!" he said.
Draco turned around slowly, voicing the word, "they?" He saw Harry, and Hermione, headed towards him. Draco shook his head.
"No, Potter, send her back! I told you no!" he exclaimed.
Harry placed down his stuff, holding tightly to Hermione's wrist.
"If she's not going, than neither am I!" Harry stated.
Draco turned to usher Ron into the carriage.
"Fine," he said.
"Just let them come!" Ron exclaimed.
Draco shook his head.
"Nope," he said.
Draco dragged Ron in and climbed into the carriage after him. He looked back to Harry.
"Get your ass in here!" he exclaimed making a matching gesture.
To Draco's disappointment, Harry and Hermione climbed in.
Harry looked up at Hermione. He sat cross-legged on the floor. Hermione looked through books assorted randomly in Lucius Malfoy's study.
"You should really come take a look at some of these!" she exclaimed.
He smiled.
Harry came over. He brushed all of her hair over to one shoulder. Harry put his head on the opposite one. He put his hands on her waist.
"I would mush rather look at you!" he proclaimed.
Ron sat down. He looked about him. The room was adorned with the most expensive materials of green, silver, and black. Two French doors opened onto a balcony. Black curtains embroidered with the Malfoy crest hung on either side. The bed was a silvery pale green polyester-satin material. It had three pillows. Two were rather large and matched the quilt with the same pale green color minus the silver. A much smaller one sat in-between them. It was silver with the crest on the middle of it. Draco stood in his closet.
"Merlin, Draco! You are bloody rich!" Ron exclaimed.
Draco didn't turn around but Ron felt him smiled. He came over and sat down next to Ron. Draco put his hand around Ron's shoulder.
"I never understood if what my father wanted me to be was who I truly am. I needed to search for it," he said.
Draco rested his head on Ron's shoulder.
"I found the answer, I found myself, in you."