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CHAPTER THREE: There's A Grief That Can't Be Spoken

"Hey, how was first?" Draco asked Harry as they sat down for their cooking class.

"Alright, made me stand up in front of the class." Mumbled the black haired teen.

Draco chuckled, "aw you poor shy thing. Poor scar head, can't take the fame."

"Shush Drake!" Harry looked around surreptitiously, making sure no one heard. Draco just laughed.

The two boys didn't see it, but the other classmates were watching and listening to the pair. Intrigued by the two and their close companionship, plus their newness naturally made them stand out, no one could stop eavesdropping on the new students.

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The next few periods passed and after a rather confusing class of pre-calculus, Harry found refuge in with his friends in the lunchroom. The few house-elves they had (at Draco and Sirius' pleas) made them lunch so they chose a table in the back corner of the room. They didn't pay any attention to the stares that they were so accustomed to.

"Hey, have you guys seen the Cullen family? They're kinda...strange." Neville's timid voice became very quiet as he said this.

"Strange how, Nev?" Asked Harry, startled by Neville's talking bad about someone for once.

"Like...like... Well, look at them." He pointed discreetly to a table across from them which sat five people, two girls and three guys. "They stick to themselves and are all 'adopted' by a woman who can't have kids according to a girl in my class."

"Yeah Rosalie and - "

" – Emmett are in - "

" – our year. They're – "

" – together, it seems." The boys continued their amusing way of talking. While watching the two they were speaking of.

"So are Jasper and Alice." Added Neville.

"Edward is in my music class, he plays the piano, I guess." As he turned to look at the group, Harry missed Luna's secretive smile.

"They are strange," mused Draco. "All very pale, golden eyes, antisocial personalities? Hmm." Draco looked like he came to a realization.

"What? What is it?" Harry asked urgently, ever the paranoid one.

"They're vegetarian vampires," he whispered with a smirk.

"Vegetarian? What does – "

" – that mean, Drake?"

"Means they only drink animal blood, not too big a threat. I think we could handle them." Draco answered.

"Vampires? What the heck? Is it normal for vampires to assimilate like this?" Harry whispered to the group, but he was answered by someone else.

"No," came a musical voice behind him. "But we like to live fairly normal lives." Harry turned to see a short girl with cropped black hair bouncing excitedly. She was accompanied by the rest of the people who sat at the table with her. AKA the Cullens. "Mind if we pull up a chair?"

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Chapter Title: Empty Chairs At Empty Tables, Les Miserables