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"talk"

think or dream -- no worries, you'll know the difference!


Time is the wisest counsellor of all.


5 seconds pass, 10, 15, 20, Slughorn's eyes grew large. All of a sudden a bright white light shone threw Draco's silver eyes, the professor let out a breath that he didn't know he had been holding. Draco looked around the classroom wondering what everyone's wide-eyed shock was about. The classrooms air was thick as butter and some of the students looked almost afraid.

"He has an even stronger potion that conceals his identity!" Weasel yelled out. Everyone's head turned toward the red-head then toward Draco, whose eye brow was raised and a curious look was in his eyes. People in the class made small movements away from the Slythiren.

"…You're a moron…" Draco replied calmly. "Of course it's me, No one else could possibly be as perfect as me", his head was slightly tilted to the sky.

"And that would be the Famous, opps, I mean infamous Draco Malfoy!" Blaise cried over the ringing of the bells. The class shuffled out quickly not daring to look at Draco, who was infact glaring at his best friend. He walked out of the class room and down the hall with an air of dignity, unrivaled even by kings.


'Mister Malfoy,' a wizard was speaking to an elegantly dressed man, 'according to wizarding laws, you must choose an heir before going to Azkaban.'

The man looked around the small bare room that held him, his wife and son, Snape, and the ministry official, his mind ticking the whole time.

'My wife' his eyes were dull as he stared stonily at the official. He could feel his sons shocked eyes on him as well as two other pairs of eyes. He heard a chair pushed roughly back the footsteps to the door. The person hesitated at the door, as if wanting an explanation, when none came, the man heard a door slam shut and foot steps running, running hard to get away.

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

Chorus
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there'd never be a past

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
It's so much simpler than change

Chorus
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

It's easier to run
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made)
It's easier to go
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)


Draco woke up with tears in the corners of his eyes. He never understood why his father did not acknowledge him as the Malfoy heir. His mother knew though, she was the only one, and she did well not to tell Draco. She had once told Voldie that it was because Draco was underage, the moron believed her, but Draco didn't he knew that wasn't the reason, he knew that there was something more.

He looked at his alarm clock, 7:00 am. Damn I need to get up…


Advanced transfiguration- his least favorite subject, with his least favorite teacher. He looked around the room briefly before taking his normal seat at the very back of the room, all by himself. He was able to think about everything during this class, and yet for some reason, he missed Blaise sitting next to him. He would never admit it but he enjoyed the hyper-active boy's company, it kept him sane.

The doors to the classroom where thrown open and there was Filch standing there, holding a girl by her upper arm. She wasn't wearing the robes that the rest of the student body had to wear, instead she was wearing flat soled shoes, torn up jeans, a black wife beater with an red 'A' in side of a circle on it, and lots of bracelets and necklaces. Her black striped auburn hair was framing her face, which was colored with dark black eye make-up and an eye brow piercing. She was quite a strange sight, to say the least, even in the wizarding world.

"Caught her trying to sneak off… again" Filch said looking as though he had caught the biggest fish in the ocean.

'Thank you, you can leave her here" Filch looked disappointed and the girl had a look of annoyance on her face. Filch pushed her further into the classroom and she turned to glare at his retreating form.

"Now Kaori-"

"I've told you before, its Kari" the girl turned her glare to McGonagall and spoke with a harsh tone.

"Well you are enrolled as Kaori, so that is what you are, now I wish that you would stop running away from Hogwarts, these are dangerous times!" The old woman said impatiently.

"I can take care of myself thank you very much!" The Kaori return the tone.

"Mr. Malfoy, raise your hand!" McGonagall yelled accidentally at Draco, who raised his hand as though they were causing him a great inconvenience. "Thank you, Kaori you will be sitting next to Mr. Malfoy" The professor turned and went back to her desk. Kaori glared one last time at her then walked over to the empty desk. She sat down and said nothing to the boy next to her.

The class time passed by quickly once or twice Draco had looked over to his side and saw the girl drawing was seemed to be a beautiful goddess. When the bell rang the girl quickly packed up and rushed out of the room, even as McGonagall yelled for her to come back.


:the symbol on Kaori's shirt is the anarchy symbol, just incase it wasn't clear

:'Flat soled shoes' – skater shoe such as Vans or DC's

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