Chapter 2
I looked around and hoisted the pack a little higher on my shoulder's. Springer mountain, my parents used to hike here all the time. My mum also had one of her most painful moments here. She didn't tell me much about it, but I knew the man who had hurt her was not my father. I knew they hadnt been together when my mum first came here when she was sixteen. My father wouldn't allow her or I say the name 'Malfoy' in the house. There was a Malfoy in my year. Did he, or one of his parents have something to do with it? It was getting dark. I turned right and walked up a little here. And jst where the guide had said it would be, the shelter. I felt someone come up next to me. I looked over at him, white-blond hair was all I saw. The Malfoy trademark. I knew that. The boy set his pack down and sighed.
I wasn't allowed to talk to Malfoy's either. My dad wasn't here.
"Well,it's not much is it?" He asked running a hand through his hair
"No, it's not. But I won't be here tomorrow night. I'll be at another shelter, or in my tent." I replied
"Yeah, same." He picked up his pack and put it on his shoulder's walked to the shelter and inside. I followed.
"No one here." He said, it had been more to himself then to me.
"The less people the better." I said setting my pack on a bed.
"Hike your own hike." He muttered
My mum had told me that. It meant everyone hiked the trail for their own reason.
"Yep." I said now searching for my stove. I stole a glance over at him.
He had pulled out a few of his stuff. All his clothes I noticed were black. Not too smart for the middle of June, but I didn't say anything. It wasn't my bussiness anyway.
"How old are you?" I asked
He looked at me over his shoulder. "Fourteen. You?"
"Fourteen. Your parents know your here?"
"No." He said stiffly
I didn;t say anything else. I found my stove and set it up. I pulled out a botle of water and took a drink. I took out my wand and muttered a spell, the water I had put in it started boiling.
Hermione Granger walked into her house really tired after a long day at work.
"Hyden!" She yelled, no Hyden comming from a room, no reply.
"Hyden!" Hermione yelled again a little louder. Hermione saw a note picked it up and read it.
She instantly turned red with furry.
"Michelle!" She yelled her voice full of rage
Michelle, she helped Hermione so she could be considered a maid, ran into the room.
"Miss Granger, is something wrong!" Michelle asked
"Read this!" Hermione yelled shoving the paper into Michelle's hand
"But isn't Mr. Weasley-"
"In France? Yes, she doesn't know. Hyden still thinks he's at the Burrow." She said her voice full of hate.
"I doubt she hasn't gone to the Burrow miss. We'd have heard from Mrs. Weasley if she has." Michelle said
"Then where-" Hermione stopped realizing something. "She wouldn't dare!"
"She woudln't dare? Wouldn't dare what, miss?"
"Oooooh! Now I have to go after her!"
"She's more like you then you know, miss. You too used to sneak off to see-" Michelle started, but Hermione cut her off
"Don't say his name! I have a missing daughter, I don't need to deal with him now! I have to let Ron know." Hermione said
"How, miss? Owl's are too slow, and I'm sure he doesn't have a telephone."
"I'll use the old way."
"The one you and Mr. Potter created?" Michelle asked smiling
"Yes." Hermione closed her eyes, muttered something and thought: 'Hyden, gone, going to look for her, contact me as fast as possilbe, Hermione'
"Michelle, let my boss know I need a few days off."
"What shall I tell him, miss?"
"Tell him, my mother's ill. tell him I'll be gone about a week. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find my daughter."
Next chapter Draco finds out Jason's missing and what happens when he runs into someone from his past.