Suicide Solution.
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"Dray, Blaise, who do you follow?"
The blonde and the redhead looked up. "Isn't that a stupid question Cercis?" Draco asked. The trio were up in Cercis' room talking about Hogwarts and everything that Cercis had missed.
"Me or the Dark Lord?" Cercis continued.
Draco went to answer then closed his mouth again. Thinking hard. The trio were silent for a long while. Blaise spoke up first.
"You." Cercis looked into the brown eyes of his friend, who nodded.
You.
Cercis smirked. "What about you Dray?"
Draco frowned, "I was brought up to follow the most powerful Dark Lord, Cercis." He paused. "You are the most powerful Dark Lord. I follow you Harry."
Cercis stared into the silver eyes of his once most hated enemy. "What did you call me?" he asked, is voice faint.
"I called you Harry." Draco replied in a determined voice.
"My name is not Harry, Dray. There is no one who links me to the life any more." Cercis looked away.
Everyone at Hogwarts had heard out Hermione's death. It had been all over the papers, and Hogwarts had held a special ceremonial day to honour her memory.
"What about your old friends. Ron - " Blaise started but Cercis cut him off.
"Ron" he spat "Is nothing more to me now that a victim on my 'People-to-kill' list."
"What about Lupin then?" Draco put in. Cercis' eyes glazed over as he remembered the last Marauder.
"I haven't seen nor heard anything from him in ages." He said quietly, more to himself then to the others.
I'll owl him later, see how he's doing.
He looked back at the other two, a grin spreading across his face. "Do you wanna go flying?"