Disclaimer: I own the plot and nothing else. Everything else belongs to JK Rowling
A.N.:: Thank you for the reviews. I have not been in the mood to write at all, but lately and since school is ending, I thought to check back on my account. I really wanna get back into this for the summer, so here it goes.
The ceremony was fairly long, of course, but there was less students than usual because the parents felt that Hogwarts had become unsafe. The staff table looked bare without Professor Dumbledore and everyone except Slytherin, looked upset as Professor or Headmistress McGonagall was talking. Harry, Ron and Hermione were whispering non-stop throughout the ceremony. It was quite annoying.
"...And now, this year's Head Boy and Head Girl are Ernie Macmillian and Hermione Granger," spoke McGonagall. "Now, the feast may begin." And with a wave of her hand, food appeared on the tables.
Colin and Fawna were across from me. I became friends with Colin in my first year after we both realized we had an obsession with Harry. Though, after that we realized we had much more in common and became fast friends. Fawna was quite quiet her first year here, but when the second year came, she was placed beside me in Transfiguration, and I noticed she was extremely nice.
"How was your summer, Gin?" asked Colin, reaching for the bread.
I should have told them about Malfoy because they are my best friends, but I needed to keep him a secret for longer. "Bill and Fleur's wedding was a couple weeks ago, so the whole family was getting ready with that," I replied. "Hermione and Harry were there too."
"Was it any fun?" asked Fawna.
"It was alright. Everyone looked amazing though." I looked down the table to where the trio was, they were still talking in hushed whispers. "What about you guys?"
After a few minutes of listening to Fawna go on about how her mother, a muggle, had taken all four kids go on a camping trip the whole summer, I zoned out. I looked around the room, noticing many changes in how many students were seated at each table. When looking at the Slytherin table, my eyes fell upon Malfoy who was sitting all alone. I scanned the table, almost all the seventh year Slytherins had returned including Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott. I looked back to Malfoy again; he was looking at me too, questioningly. I quickly dropped my eyes.
"...and my dad totally tipped over the boat. Isn't that funny, Gin?"
I quickly turned back to Fawna. I shook my head. "Sorry, I guess I zoned out for a moment. What were you saying, Fay?"
"I saw you looking over at the Slytherin table during dinner," stated Fawna from her bed next to mine. It was close to midnight and i hadn't been able to sleep.
I turned over and tried to look at her in the dark. "I guess I was looking at Malfoy. It's kind of weird seeing him here and the rest of them, isn't it?"
I could see her figure nod in the dark. "Kind of scary. Wonder why they came back?"
"Who knows?" I muttered.
"Goodnight, Gin," whispered Fawna, hearing her turn over in bed.
"Goodnight, Fay," I whispered back.
I am the early bird in my family. Waking up at six a.m. with absolutely no grumpy feelings, yep, that was me. Why would today be any different? I woke up at six and hopped in the shower. After getting dressed, I walked to the Great Hall; breakfast would be on from six to nine. I knew no one usually woke up this early, so I figured no one would be there. And of course, I was wrong.
Walking in to the Great Hall, I noticed three things. One, there was only one table because there's not many people up at this time. Two, I wasn't the only person who liked waking up early, and lastly, the only other person who woke up this early had blonde hair and was a member of Slytherin. Draco Malfoy was the only other person in the Hall, which was kind of crazy.
Malfoy hadn't noticed me yet, so I walked slowly down the aisle to my usual spot if I were at the Gryffindor table. I tried to be as quiet as possible sitting down, but I banged my knee into the table, which sent a shake down the rest of the table. Malfoy looked up from what he was reading and noticed me. I looked at him, he looked at me and then he went back to reading.
I sat down and silently wished he had said something but that was stupid. I grabbed some toast and orange juice and went about my meal. After finishing, I got up, grabbed my books from beside and headed to the library. I wished he would say something to stop me, but he didn't.
The rest of the day went fairly well. The classes were smaller, but everything went well. Homework was piled on, even on the first day, so I headed to the library after my last class to get a jump start on the homework. I picked a table near the back and started on my Muggle Studies homework. I looked down at the first page of my notes.
Famous People in History
1. Who is Albert Einstein and what did he do?
I remembered reading about him over the summer. Hermione had gone out one day with the boys and left her book lying around. I left my homework out on the table and walked over to the Muggle Studies section.
After finding the book I needed, whcih was on the top shelf, I tried lamelessly to get it. An arm reached up from behind me and plucked the book off the shelf and handed it to me.
"Thanks," I said, turning around.
"No problem, Weasley," said Malfoy and walked away.
I stood there for a few moments then walked quickly back to my table to finish my studies.
Walking into the Gryffindor common room a few hours later, I noticed the trio was doing their homework and not whispering about anything. I went over to them. "Hey, guys. What's up?" I asked, taking a seat on the couch beside Ron.
"We're doing homework. Can you believe they give us this much homework on the first day back," complained Ron.
I laughed. "They always give us this much, brother dearest," I replied, softly punching him in the arm.
Harry laughed and then his face turned angry. "What's wrong, Harry?" I asked.
"I just can't believe Malfoy is here after last year," he replied. "You would think he would have gone out in hiding or something. And the rest of them are back to!"
Hermione sighed. "Oh Harry, we're all mad at this, but McGonagall must have had a good reason to keep them here."
"Whatever," Harry replied, dismissing us.
I got up from where I was sitting and headed towards the girls' dormitory. "I'm gonna take a shower and go to bed. Goodnight."
I woke up in a cold sweat after a bad nightmare with Tom. I quickly glanced at my clock. It read 1:13. I dropped my head back on the pillow and sighed. The nightmares had already started. Then, my stomach growled. I was hungry because I did miss dinner to finish my homework. I decided to go down to the kitched for a late night snack.
Getting out of bed and out of the common room was easy. But, walking down the corridor to the kitchen in my pajamas was quite hard. All the portraits were sleeping and there was no sounds except my socked feet hitting the stone.
I turned a corner and almost died when I saw Malfoy walking this way. He hadn't noticed me and he seemed to walking very quickly.
"Draco!" called a voice from behind him. It was Parkinson's voice.
To avoid confrontation, I slipped into an aclove in the wall and peered out at what was happening.
"Draco!" she called again, catching up with him and grabbing his shirt "You can't outrun us forever."
"Let go, Pansy," he muttered, wretching himself free. "Let it go."
She sighed. "You can't stay silent forever," she whispered, and then turned and walked away.
He rubbed his hands over his face and groaned. "I can sure try," he muttered, and walked away in the opposite direction of Pansy.
After staying for a few moments longer in the aclove, I quickly jumped out and ran back up to Gryffindor tower. Once safely in my bed, all I could think about were two things. One, I didn't get to have any food. And two, what the hell just happened back there? What was going on with him and the rest of Slytherin? I needed to keep my distance from him was my last thought before I fell asleep.
A.N; Done. Review and tell me what you think.
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