A/N: Hey! Just thought you guys would like to know that the girl I dedicated Ivy to has a Fanfic account now! You should check her out, she's great. She's Ivy Duff (yes, I told her to do that.) you can find her in my authors favourites! And as always, reviews for my story are loved as much as Draco! ;)

Chapter 4

On the Train

When we went back to the Burrow, there really wasn't anything more we could do, seeing as Mrs Weasley had gotten our school supplies before we left Hogwarts.

When the day arrived to get to Hogwarts, and I threw on the first pair of jeans and t-shirt I saw and ran out the door with my trunk before we even had breakfast.

Once we had eaten breakfast and hopped aboard the train, I sat quietly thinking about Draco.

I hadn't seen Ivy since the riot with the Dark Mark. And I had heard her dad had gotten a broken arm.

I had gotten out my novel when Ivy walked into mine, Harry's Ron's and Hermione's compartment.

"Hey, Ivy." I said, absent minded, glancing at her. "Have a seat." I added, motioning to the seat beside me.

Ivy smiled and sat down "So what's up?"

I bite my lip "Nothing." I said quietly.

"Quit thinking about Malfoy!" Ivy said, glaring at me.

I blanched and grabbed a lock of my hair "What makes you think I'm thinking about Draco?" I asked, tugging the lock gently.

"Because I know for a fact you were thinking about him all summer." Ivy said.

My eyes widened and Harry shot me the "You've got to be joking." look. "What makes you think I was thinking about Draco all summer?" I asked nervously, biting my lip.

Ivy rolled her eyes and said nothing.

"Well?" I said after a while, crossing my arms "What makes you think that way, Ivy?" I asked again.

Ivy looked to Harry, Ron and Hermione before looking at me "Come with me a second." She whispered in my ear.

I looked to her confused "Um…ok…but you had best answer." I threatened, walking out of the compartment and into the hall after Ivy.

Ivy closed the door once I was out in the hall and looked both ways. "Ok," she said when no one was around "You wanna know why I know you've been thinking about Malfoy? It's the same reason that I know your passwords every year."

I blink "Ok…and that's because…?"

Ivy took a deep breath "Legilimency. I found out I'm a Legilimens."

I blink "A Legili-what?" I asked.

"It's the talent to see memories in people's minds. It also allows a person to add or change memories. Few people have it though."

"So, you've been interloping in my mind?" I asked, shocked.

"I guess you could say that." Ivy said, shrugging.

I crossed my arms "That's not cool. My memories are private. Not even Harry looks into them with our Twin Telepathy." I scolded.

"Look." Ivy said, putting her hands on her hips "Half the time I have no clue I'm even doing it. I'm still trying to control when, but I can't choose half the time."

"Is that how you knew?" I asked, biting my lip.

"What? That you like Malfoy?" Ivy asked, narrowing her eyes in confusion.

I shook my head "No…that Draco kissed me in second year." I whispered.

"Yeah…partly." Ivy said, blushing.

I rolled my eyes as someone walked past. A platinum blond haired someone.

It was Draco.

I gasped and hid my face from how pale it went when he walked in.

Ivy waited for him to pass. "Come on, let's get back inside the compartment." she said, taking my arm and dragging me back into the compartment and sitting down.

I sat back down and read a bit of my book before Blaise Zabini walked in, already in his school robes.

"Hey, Han. Hey, Ivy." Blaise said, smiling at all of us.

"Hey, Blaise." Ivy and I said together.

"Ivy, can I have a word with you for a second…in private?" Blaise asked, turning to the compartment door.

"Um, sure, Blaise." Ivy said, getting up and following

I allow a faint smile "He's gonna ask you out!" I whisper to her. Then, I blushed at the thought of asking out and returned to my book.

Ivy rolled her eyes and walked out with Blaise.

I leaned on Harry's shoulder and rubbed my eyes as I read "Man, am I ready for bed." I said, trying to focus on my book.

A few minutes later, Ivy came back into the compartment with a sigh.

"What?" I asked, looking up from my book.

"Nothing." Ivy said, blushing "Blaise just asked how my dad was doing."

I rolled my eyes "Sure he did." I muttered, returning to my book "It wasn't like…oh, I don't know. He asked you out or anything like I wished Draco would…" I trailed off when Harry gave me "the look".

"He didn't ask me out." Ivy groaned "He knows that from second year."

I shot up angrily and glared at her "He what in second year?" I demanded, grabbing my uniform in my bag. "I'm going to change…and cool off." I said, walking out of the compartment door with my head held high.

How dare she allow Blaise to ask her out in second year and not let me go out with Draco! Talk about a hypocrite!

I walked into the change rooms, and to my shock, Draco was in there, already changed.

"Oh, hi, Hannah." Draco said, walking right past me.

I groaned and walked into a change room, clenching a fist as I went.

"Look, I know you're mad but I said no to Blaise." Ivy's voice said, going into the change room next to mine.

"It's not that." I said, slipping into my school skirt. "It's…something you wouldn't understand."

"Try me." Ivy's voice said.

"Well…" I said, doing up the buttons on my blouse "It's just…I think I've had a crush on a certain blond Slytherin since first year. I thought I was over him when I had heard he was a womanizer. But at the World Cup I realized I still liked him." I sighed as I threw on my vest and robe "But Harry doesn't like him." I added, walking out of the change room.

"You can say, I don't like him, either." Ivy muttered, walking out as well. "Come on, we'll be at Hogwarts soon."

I smiled and linked arms with Ivy as we walked back down to our compartment.