A few days later, the group found themselves once again on the train back to Hogwarts. Anya was sitting beside Hermione in a salmon colored sleeveless dress with a cream-colored cardigan over her shoulders, gold gladiator sandals strapped to her feet, with a book in her hands. Harry and Ron were sitting across from the girls immersed in a private conversation before Luna appeared in the doorway, a stack of Quibblers in her hands.

"Quibbler?" her airy voice asked and Anya looked up from her book as Hermione glanced to her left to give her a small, amused smile.

"Uh no thanks Luna" Ron said awkwardly from his spot under her intense gaze. Luna smiled dreamily at him before she turned, her long blonde hair swaying with her movement before she continued down the hallway. Standing from his spot by the window, Harry walked to the doorway of the compartment with three pairs of eyes watching him silently. Looking down the halls quickly, Harry stepped back to pull the compartment doors closed before making his way to his seat next to Ron.

"What do you reckon Malfoy was doing in Borgin and Burkes?" he asked the group, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

"It's a creepy store, he's a creepy bloke… pretty self explanatory" Ron joked, leaning back against the window to survey Harry.

"Don't you see, it's more than that…" Anya turned to the window, blocking out the conversation while surveying the scenery the rain passed every year on its way to Hogwarts. She lost herself in her thoughts, thinking about earlier in the summer when she'd been sneaking around Diagon Alley mindful of everyone that passed by her before meeting up with Harry.

Scents and memories filled her brain, bringing a smile to her face before she focused in on Harry's form as he stared at her.

"Uh… what?" she asked

"I asked what you thought"

"About what?" Anya asked, eyes searching Harry's face to read his emotions but discovered that he'd gotten better at hiding what he was feeling from her.

"About Draco being in Borgin and Burkes," he stated simply, eyes expecting more than she could give.

"Oh… uh, I don't know what to think" she stammered. "I have to go to the loo, excuse me" she hurried from the room, closing the doors behind her before she made her way down the crowded hallways until she reached a car where the students had started to thin out. She took several, deep shuttering breaths before her heart stopped in her chest as a hand wrapped around her wrist, dragging her into the compartment behind her.

"Oi" she exclaimed before a hand clamped down over her mouth before the curtain covering the window lifted, allowing the grayness from the sky to fill the room.

"Draco" she sighed as his pale hand removed itself from her mouth, his lips pulling into a gentle smile. Behind his grey eyes was an expression she had not seen yet from the young man in front of her.

"What's wrong?" she asked, fingers brushing strands of platinum blonde hair from his eyes before setting themselves against his neck.

"Nothing… I'm just tired love" he answered softly as his forehead pressed against hers before taking a deep breathe, hoping to once again memorize her scent.

"What's going oh with you Draco? You've been so distant lately," she whispered, pressing her fingers into the back of his neck gently.

"Nothing's going on" he responded simply hoping she'd let the subject go but knew she wouldn't.

"When you're with me I feel like you're miles away Draco!" she exclaimed pushing him back enough so she could look at him. "It's like you're not even here sometimes; we have limited time enough at as it is without you being distracted. I want this to be as it used to be, moments were nothing else mattered but us… a world where only you and I exist. Can we go back to that?" she asked as unshed tears filled her eyes. Draco sighed before distancing himself from her to stand at the window, watching as the scenery passed by in browns and greens.

"It can never be like that again… not now, not after everything that's happened and everything that will happen" his voice was solemn and exhausted as he ran his long fingers over his face. He relaxed against Anya when her slim arms wrapped around his waist to hold him against her as their breathing evened out together. Her hand pressed against his hard stomach before drawing lazy circles against the fabric of his black button down.

"You know you can tell me anything Draco, anything that's going on with you… don't you?" she asked against his back, scooting back as he turned in her arms. Draco took her small hands in his, resting his back against the cool window behind him as he crossed his ankles to look at her. He looked far to relaxed for the tone in his voice, Anya decided, as she observed him.

"I know Anya. I do know that but I can't" he explained, exasperated.

"Why, why can't you tell me Draco? I tell you everything why can't you do the same?" she demanded to know, stepping away from him as her eyes watched him. The look he sent her set her body aflame, his eyes were dark and penetrating as he pushed himself from the window and squared his shoulders to stand at his full height, towering over her small frame.

"It's too dangerous for you to know! I'm trying to protect you and I don't need you to nag me about not being honest with you because I bloody well can't! If you know what's going on then that puts you at risk and I'll bloody die before that happens!" he exclaimed loudly, thankful he had already cast a silencing charm to their compartment.

"Just let it be, please," he begged with a sigh. Anya stood, rooted to her spot. She knew being with Draco was dangerous but that hadn't stopped her two years ago and it certainly wasn't going to stop her now.

"Hermione doesn't know what to think for once, Ron thinks you're a creepy bloke and Harry thinks you're a Death Eater," she stated, lips pursing in hopes to ease the tension that had filled the compartment. Draco's hearty laugh made her smile. As Draco shook his head, Anya watched as his hair moved freely without being slicked back with gel and she smiled.

"That lot would… Weasel wouldn't know a creepy bloke if it punched him in the face and Potty, Potty's just useless… chosen one my arse" Draco laughed, stopping at the look on Anya's face.

"I'm sorry poppet… old habits," he explained as he stepped into her body to wrap his arms around her narrow waist.

"Promise me that whatever is going on that you're being careful… I, I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you" she answered truthfully looking up into his grey eyes. Looking into her eyes, Draco saw his hopes mirrored in the green orbs that always held so much promise and honesty before he nodded.

"Now kiss me," she said with a cheeky smile and he laughed softly before leaning forward to press his lips to hers. What he had intended to be a short, simple kiss changed when the goddess in his arms pressed her body against his own, all of her pressed against all of him. With her pressed against him as she was, Draco was reminded just how long it had been since she'd been in his arms this way, at least three months. His hands groped her hips before moving up her body to palm her breast, his tongue running along the roof of her mouth before he had her pressed against the door to the compartment.

"Draco" she moaned quietly into his ear when he pulled away to rain hot kisses down her neck and across her chest while his hands pushed her cardigan to the floor. The temperature of the room increased greatly as Draco's fingers did things to her body only he could, he set her aflame with the threat of being completely consumed by the flames he fanned. Her body pressed against his tighter while her hands pushed his jacket to the floor. Before the jacket even hit the ground her fingers were working the buttons of his shirt lose before it joined his jacket on the ground. Her soft fingers ran along the planes of his strong chest and down to his hard stomach before dancing around to run up and down his back. As the muscles in his back flexed against her finger tips while they ran up his back, Draco shuttered against Anya's body groaning into her neck.

"Anya" he breathed as her lips attached to his neck, his hands pushing the fabric of her dress to her waist before lifting her by the backs of her thighs against him. Her slim legs wrapped around his waist in en effort to pull him closer to her, hips arching off the door to press her hips to his. His long fingers made their way up her thighs before he met skin where panties should have been.

"Expecting someone?" he breathed against her jaw, her head tilting back against the blind covered door as she forgot how to breathe.

"Just this guy" she moaned as his fingers ran along her folds.

"Lucky chap" he grunted when her hips rocked against his fingers before he pressed his thumb against her clit and her hips bucked against his. With eager fingers, she pulled his belt lose before pushing his pants down his legs to the floor smiling when she felt his bare skin against hers.

"Expecting someone?" she asked as he pressed against her.

"Just this girl" "Lucky bird"

"Please Draco… it's been too long" she begged in anticipation as he rubbed against her. He shifted his hips to line up against her center before the train rocked gently surging him forward and he entered her. "That was clearly a sign," Anya moaned against his cheek and he nodded against her neck. His hips picked up a rhythm that belonged to them uniquely as he brought them closer to the point of no return, a point they had long ago reached with no thought of looking back.

"Love you," he said against her lips and she smiled before retuning the words. Her breath hitched when his fingers pressed against her clit, sending her over the edge as he followed eagerly.

"I'll see you later?" Anya asked at the doorway and at his nod, she left the compartment quickly.

"What was that?" Draco asked after the compartment was plunged into a few brief moments of darkness before taking a seat at the table with Blaise and Pansy. "Probably just a firstie, don't worry Draco" the later said, running her fingers along his shoulder, pouting as he pulled away from her.

"I'd rather chuck myself off the astronomy tower than have to be here for another year," he answered in boredom. While looking around at the compartment full of young, eager first years eager for the upcoming school year, Draco rolled his eyes before looking to the ceiling of the train car. His eyes narrowed when he saw a bag briefly move out of his perphial vision. He stood when the train came to a halt, nodding to Blaise.

"Yeah, I'll catch up with you two later" he said, walking behind the two and shut the door behind them before pulling the blind down. He removed his wand before turning and pointing his wand at the baggage carrier.

"Pertificus Totalus" he called and watched as Harry Potter lay still on the floor in front of him.

"Didn't you mother ever teach you that it was rude to eavesdrop Potter?" he sneered. "Oh that's right, she was dead before you could wipe the droll off your chin," he snarled before delivering a swift kick to his face, Anya wouldn't appreciate that but sometimes Harry Potter irritated him to the point where he couldn't contain himself.

"That's for my father" Draco sneered. "Enjoy your ride back to London" before he covered him with the invisibility cloak and left, not counting on Luna to find Harry.