A/N: Ok, well here's the third chapter! Reviews are always awesome! Btw-the sentences in italics are kinda like updates and thoughts, it depends on how they are used, in case you were wondering.
The train had gotten cold and Malfoy had pulled Ginny against him and covered them with a blanket. After about 5 minutes he had drifted off to sleep, tired of waiting for someone.
Linda debated within herself what to do. Should she wake them? Should she just run? Before she could come to a conclusion Malfoy's head slowly shook him awake and his eyes focused on her. For once in her life, Linda couldn't believe the look on the usually mean face. That look was fear. He was afraid of her telling most likely. She didn't want to ruin this moment for them if anything did happen. Lidna nodded her head, turned around, and walked back through the glass doors. She went to Ron's cart and sat down by Hermoine.
"Hey Linda! Back so soon?" Ron seemed to be teasing her, "Ginny scare you off?"
"Nah, she's asleep and I didn't want to wake her," Linda was probably well known for her bluffing, and this time they took it. None of them questioned her explanation for returning so soon.
"So Linda," Hermoine asked, "how was your summer?"
"Well…"Linda began. She would tell them of her adventures with her family in London, and never would bring up what had really sent her back to the cart: Malfoy and Ginny.
Ginny stirred in her sleep, finally coming from the blackness that had consumed her. She was so sore…she didn't open her eyes until she felt a soft breath on the top of her head, and the feel of a body cradling hers….MICHAEL!
She tired squirming free but the arms held her. She started crying as she tried getting away, and the arms comforted her. She shut her eyes tight, tried blocking out what was happenning.
"Ginny…" Malfoy's voice came very quietly, "Ginny, it's alright. Michael's gone. I didn't let him do anything to you."
"Malfoy?!" Ginny seemed even more frightened now. Malfoy? Malfoy had always picked on her. He was the worst person in school as far as the students went. "Let me go!" She squirmed in his grasp and to her surprise he let her go. She shot over to the next seat and glared at her savior. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME!"
"Well, Ms. Weasley, it'll never happen again. I can promise you that!" He stood up, glared a long time and finally took off from the cart at a brisk, almost angry walk. Ginny stood there, perplexed at it all. Had Draco Malfoy really saved her life?
"Hermoine, you cheated!" Ron called across the table.
"I did not. I simply trained my frogs better!" Ron watched as Hermoine's huge chocolate frog gobbled his little one down. "There is a reason that they come with the ability to battle you know."
"Wow…those are amazing! When did those come out?" Harry watched, fascinated, at the frogs.
"This summer, around June. The cards were a bit of a bore and they decided to try their lucks with battling frogs. I love them," Linda said.
"I wish I had one to train," Harry looked longingly at the empty boxes of chocolate frogs he had eaten.
"Here then," Linda handed him a new box.
"Wow! Thanks Linda!" Harry beamed with delight, "But, how do you train them?"
"You just nuture them…you know. Play with them, take them where you go. Just make sure it isn't too hot or they'll melt. I did that to one of mine. I almost cried!" Linda frowned at the thought of her melted frogs' body in the sun this summer.
"We're almost to Hogwarts Harry, you might as well not open it," hermoine suggested.
"Well, well, well," Draco Malfoy called from the glass doors, "Those frogs are rather pathetic compared to mine! Mine are huge and could yours…Hermy in two seconds!" He snapped his fingers to accompany the image.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron said with disgust.
"I was just passing through, thought I'd pay my respects to the poorest person I know." He laughed at this and disappeared through the glass doors.
"Poor person? Well at least my dad's not a crook in Azkaban!" Ron smiled after this, with Harry joining him.
"It's not his fault Ron really," Hermoine seemed disappointed in Ron's behavior, "He doesn't mean to be like he is, its just in his uprising."
"Uprising my foot, a rat could've raised him better than Lucius!" Linda replied.
"That maybe true, but still try to be kind," Hermoine continued, "No one needs to lose their father. Especially a year before they are supposed to graduate from Hogwarts." They all agreed on this just before the train stopped at the station for them to unload.
"Well, I guess I should go back and wake Ginny up," Linda stood and slowly made her way through the back of the train. Ginny was gathering her things and putting them in her bag. She seemed upset at something and Linda could guess what, nobody wanted to be touched by Draco Malfoy.
"Hey Ginny, have a nice sleep?" Linda cautiously asked.
"Linda, promise me that you won't tell anyone!" She grabbed Linda's shoulders and begged her with a sorrowful face.
"Ginny, I already had a chance to tell you brother! I didn't tell him, so don't even bother asking, what are best friends for?" Linda Hugged Ginny.
"Linda," Ginny said as they pulled back from their hug, "I don't want anyone to know. We hollered at eachother just before he left, so it doesn't really matter. I know he won't tell anyone because of his reputation. I won't tell anyone because I just can't stand the thought of him touching me. Michael will probably be expelled form Hogwarts now. I don't think anyone should know about that little happenning before Malfoy interfered."
"Ginny, I know what you mean about Malfoy and everything. But shouldn't we tell like someone about Michael?"
"No, no one needs to be expelled from Hogwarts!" Ginny pleaded and Linda finally coincided.
On the Boats to Hogwarts
"Well Harry," Ron said, "Another fine year awaits! I can't wait until Quidditch! This year Slytherin is once again going down!"
"I know! Hermoine, you really need to join Quidditch," Harry suggested.
"Hah! Yah, and give up my homework? I'd get som behind and what if my grades dropped and what if.."
"What if the world came to an end!" Ron laughed at his joke, "We only suggested it Hermoine." Hermoine gently slugged Ron in the shoulder and he made a big deal out of it by rocking back and forth and moaning.
"You are such a baby," Harry replied with a smile, "By the way, thanks for the birthday cake. It's kept my alive for the past two weeks."
"You know Harry," Ron replied, "this was the last summer you had to spend with them! Soon we'll be able to live by ourselves! Wouldn't that be awesome?"
"I know! I can't wait. I'm so sick of living there." Harry replied with a moan. He thought of his future, his new home and friends and possibly, family.
