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Tasha woke up the next morning around 9am. She was very eager to go back to Hogwarts, and couldn't wait until 10 when they would be getting ready to leave to go to Platform 9 ¾.

Once she got dressed, she went downstairs and found that there wasn't the usual arrangement of assorted breakfast items laid out.

"Hmm," she muttered to herself, "I wonder what's going on." She went and sat down on the sofa in the living room and picked up the Daily Prophet. She began reading through and came upon an article about something absolutely ridiculous, but seeing as that's all the Prophet had been printing, she took a chance and began reading.

"Ugh, Potter…" Draco scowled over her shoulder, "he'll do anything for a spot of glory these days."

"It's despicable," Tasha added. She absolutely loathed Harry Potter. Not only because he was in Gryffindor, Slytherin's rival, but because he seemed to think that he was better than her. Tasha had had a few run-ins with him before, each of them progressively worse than the last. She probably hated him just as much as Draco did, if not more. "Draco, where's breakfast this morning?"

"Oh, mum got rid of our house-elf yesterday. Didn't seem to meet her standards. She has to find a new one after she leaves us at King's Cross."

"Oh," Tasha replied, "well that's rotten luck. I guess we'll – I'll just eat on the train then."

Are you serious? That food is gross! I'll have mum stop somewhere," he replied.

"Well come on then! The ministry car is here!" Narcissa yelled from the front door, "get your trunks!"

As soon as Tasha and Draco had gotten their trunks into the car, they were on their way to a café in London, and then off to King's Cross. By the time they had reached King's Cross, they had finished their breakfasts and were now thoroughly full.

When the ministry car dropped Tasha, Draco, and Narcissa off, they took their trunks and proceeded towards the barrier. They each casually made their way onto platform 9 ¾ and once Narcissa came through, she proceeded to give her son a long-winded speech. One in which Tasha could not help overhearing.

"Now Draco," she began, "I want you to be careful about who you confide in." She dropped her voice to a whisper, one where Tasha could barely hear what she said, "and make sure you watch the papers. Your father and I will send letters every few days with anything about what's going on. And be careful about Potter."

"Yes mum, you told me before," Draco said, somewhat impatiently.

"Well, must be off then. I have to find a new house-elf. Kisses!" and she gave him a kiss and walked away.

"So your mum wont be coming, I assume?" he asked.

"What? – Oh, no I don't expect her."

"Well then we ought to find a compartment." He had said it so nonchalantly that she almost didn't realize what he was saying.

"O-Okay." Truthfully she had been hoping to sit with Emily, the girl who was basically her only true friend, but in spite of learning more about what Draco's mother had been talking about, she followed him.

Soon they came upon an empty compartment about halfway down the train, and they put their trunks inside. Tasha decided to go find Emily, and explain (briefly) why she would not be sitting with her, while Draco went to go find a few more Slytherin's to join them.

He came back with a group of other 5th years. Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise Zabini, and Pansy Parkinson. Tasha had never cared for Crabbe or Goyle because of their stupidity, or Pansy Parkinson for her need to prove that she could handle a boyfriend, especially to Draco. She had never seen or heard of Blaise Zabini do anything too irrational, but she didn't really know him that well.

When she walked into the compartment, she sat down next to Draco in the only available seat. They were talking about something until just after she sat down. Pansy Parkinson had just asked a question, but Tasha hadn't heard it.

"Oh, well mum says that I should be nicer to her, so I figured I'd let her sit with us," Draco said softly, almost inaudibly. Pansy laughed and the rest joined in.

Tasha got up and went to leave the compartment, but made sure to give both Pansy and Draco equally horrible glares. But when she looked at Draco's face, it wasn't one of happiness or success, but one of sadness and remorse. It was only for a split second, but Tasha didn't have time to think about it right now.

She stormed down the train and headed towards the compartment that Emily was in. When she arrived, she found Emily sitting by herself, half crying.

"Em, what's wrong?"

Emily only just then realized that Tasha was at the door.

"It's nothing. I'm just being silly," she said.

"Em, you can tell me anything, we're best friends."

"What about Draco?" she asked sarcastically.

"He's a jerk, and always will be. I was just dumb enough to think that maybe he'd changed," Tasha said.

Tasha and Emily exchanged quick glances and they both laughed. The rest of the train ride passed rather quickly. They talked and laughed the whole way to Hogwarts. When they arrived, someone opened the compartment door.

"Tasha, I need to talk to you."

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