Pondered Through Seasons

They're saying that destruction is a form of creation, so the fact that they burn the money they found is ironic; they just wanted to see what would happen when they tear the world apart. (Donnie commenting on Graham Green's The Destructors.)

"Dracoooo, can't we go sit down?" Sam whined, looking up at him with what she thought were puppy dog eyes, "My feet are sore!"

Draco sighed and crushed the lit cigarette. "C'mon," They walked down the corridor to the compartment to which they had their trunks only to find that it was occupied by none other than Potter, Weasley and Granger; Draco stopped short in the doorway not sure how to handle the small situation in front of Sam.

"Uh-," he started but Sam over rode him.

"You're Harry Potter aren't you?" she asked, Draco groaned and leant upon the doorframe, embarrassed.

"Uh, yeah I am," Harry replied, "Who are you?"

"I'm Samantha Malfoy, Draco's little sister." Sam said almost proudly, which quite greatly confused Draco. Before he knew it Sam continued,

"Would it be okay if we sit here because our trunks are here and all?" They looked at each other and Harry shrugged,

"I guess that would be okay,"

Sam thanked him and moved forward trying to pull Draco with her; they sat down opposite the trio. Draco looked around the compartment awkwardly; his eyes fell on his trunk, thinking he may as well find something to do Draco reached and dragged his trunk over to him. Opening it he searched roughly around the contents jumbled in there; due to this his medication fell from his trunk and rolled over to Hermione's feet.

Oh shit!

Hermione picked up the bottle pretending that she didn't know what it was; she passed it back to him.

"Ah, thanks," he muttered quietly, she nodded. He abandoned the search and leaned back in his seat to find Samantha looking at him suspiciously.

"What?" he said, confused

"Did you take that this morning?" she asked, "I mean Elizabeth said you weren't and by the way mum was really upset about that last night."

"Upset about what exactly?"

"About you not taking your medication." Draco glared daggers at her as Potter and Weasley stared at him. Realising she had said too much Sam fell silent; Draco started to become restless once again so he opened his trunk again. His eyes fell once again on his medication bottle, reaching forward he opened popped open the bottle and tipped out one of the pills. He put it in his mouth, swallowed and turned to Sam with his tongue to show it was gone, she smiled and picked up Ariel hugging it to her, this embarrassed Draco more than her mentioning his problem aloud to the whole compartment. Time passed for a few minutes while Sam played with Ariel but soon got bored,

"So, what's Hogwarts like?" she asked the three Gryffindors, "Draco won't tell me anything." Hermione answered,

"It's really good, fun."

"The Quidditch is good," Ron continued

"That's all he ever thinks about." Harry said: Sam smiled.

"Sounds good,"

The compartment fell silent once again until this time the lunch lady interrupted.

"Anything from the trolley dears?"

Harry, Ron and Sam (who had scammed the money from Draco) got up and went to the trolley leaving Draco and Hermione alone, both feeling equally uncomfortable, avoiding each others gaze.

"So…"

"Mmmm…"

"Hows things," she asked

"Things are fine,"

"That's nice," They locked eyes for a minute before looking quickly away, instead her gaze fell on Draco's open trunk, on his medication; knowing she wanted to know he answered her unasked question.

"It's for my therapy, my shrink gave them to me something to calm me down or something, my mum thinks I'm trouble for some god known reason."

"Oh-I wasn't going to-ah,"

"It's ok," Their awkwardness was broken by Harry, Ron and Sam walking back in. Sam sat down beside him and offered him a chocolate frog which he accepted but did not eat. Sam looked up at him and poked him in the head lightly; he frowned at her slightly.

"You're strange," he said,

"What?" she asked, "I just don't like your hair like that, it makes you look too much like dad."

"Well what are ya gunna do?" he said sarcastically

"This," she pulled out her wand and pointed it at Draco's head, "Gelooso," With that Draco's hair fell loose as though it had never had gel in it before, Sam smiled at the effect.

"Much better," she said, proud at her wand work.

"Who the hell taught you that?" Draco growled

"Elizabeth, she said to try it on you because she doesn't like your hair like that either,"

"Oh that's nice," he muttered angrily tugging at a few of the many strands that were hanging over his forehead, he felt the train slowing down and gave Samantha a look of pure contempt because he knew he didn't have time to gel it back again.

"Elizabeth is so going to die,"

A/N I hope you liked the second chapter, I wrote it in one day (go me), Please review I really want to here what you think.

I must say for you people to read

The Parenting Course – Gecko149

My Angel – Shadow Silver Wolf

Yoink-Fest: Hogwarts Style – Second-Hand Heart

I also have another story in which my friends like it called My Life Alone, it's a Harry and Parvati fic because no-one really gives her any credit in the stories and she is one of my favourite characters (hey no-one said I was sane okay!). Please read it and review.

Until the next chapter

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