And if we dream - Draco Malfoy/ OC

Chapter 6- Journey to Hogwarts.

Summary: Like some magnetic force, like some unbreakable bond she was drawn back to him again and again. And now, staying away was an inconceivable notion. "Always." she murmured, one hand finding his, the other tangling into his platinum hair, "Always."

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"Is everybody packed? Trunks full? Robes, books and everything else ready?" Mrs Weasleys voice cut across the hum of chatter in the Burrows kitchen. "Ronald! Have you got your dress robes? Your potions book? You know how you are with forgetting things!"

"It's true!" Ginny giggled from the corner where she stood with Avery and Hermione, watching her older brothers face redden as he hastily replied to his mother, "We've had to come home to grab something almost every year because he has forgotten something!"

"Sounds about right." Avery replied.

"Have you girls got everything?" Molly called over to them and they all confirmed that yes they did have everything, and yes they were completely sure and no they didn't need to go and check their rooms again. It would have been almost impossible to forget anything with Hermione listing off their list of supplies from memory.

"This is strange." Ginny said, "Not having Fred and George here this year."

"The Gryffindor table will not be the same without them." Avery agreed.

"At least we can walk down the halls without the fear of being caught in one of their pranks." Hermione added with a disapproving scowl, one she always seemed to adopt when they talked of the twins antics, though even Hermione had to admit that they left Hogwarts in spectacular fashion in fifth year.

"Harry dear," Mrs Weasleys voice audibly softened at Harrys name, "Do you have everything?"

"Yeah, I got it all Mrs Weasley." Harry grinned, ignoring Ron's wounded glare.

"Good. I swear I get a migraine every time we do this."

"Poor Mrs Weasley," Hermione simpered, "Always so stressed out."

"Wouldn't we all be?" Avery quipped, "With Ron as a son?"

"Be thankful he didn't hear that!" Hermione hissed, "He wont speak to you for weeks."

"Hmm" Avery replied noncommittally, scooping her black cat from the ground as he scurried past her feet, "Hey there little fella!" she cooed, lifting him above her face, "Your going into your travel bag. Yes you are. Off to Hogwarts we go!" Dragon hissed and squirmed as she tried to secure him inside the travel bag and only with the promise of being allowed out on the train did he settle down. Sometimes Avery wondered if animals from the wizarding world weren't smarter than they seemed.

She decided to ignore another round of , "Women and their bloody cats." from Ron as he ambled past her.

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"Kings cross station." Arthur Weasley announced, once the whole group had assembled, "Okay Ginny lead the way and don't forget one at a time through the barrier."

"Y'know," Avery mused to Harry as they walked side by side behind Hermione and Ron who were, would you believe it, bickering, "I wonder how the muggles never notice us."

"What do you mean?" he asked, glancing at her behind his glasses.

"I know theres charms over the barrier so no one sees a load of people materialising through a wall, but does no one think it weird a load of teenagers walking towards a wall with old fashioned trunks and owls" she gestured to Hedwig perched regally in his cage, "and cats, who literally disappear at some point."

"Guess not." Harry shrugged, "It's magic really!"

Avery coughed on a bark of laughter, "Oh you're a regular comedian!"

"I try." Harry replied as they reached the barrier, he gestured for Avery to take the running start first. She ran, felt the familiar rush of literally running through a wall, then came through to the bustling other world where she belonged. She felt as she always did when she saw the scene before her, adrenaline, excitement and that feeling that Harry had once described as coming home.

She grinned, as she waited for Harry to follow her through, watching as the students greeted each other warmly, already exchanging stories of their holidays, some students already in their school robes, most in muggle clothing, or like the pure bloods formal wizard wear.

"Good to be back huh?" Harrys voice sounded next to her.

"Wonderful." Avery shouted her reply over another loud whistle form the train.

"Come on!" Harry said, following behind Mr and Mrs Weasley who had pushed past them and were heading towards where Ginny, Ron and Hermione stood.

"Hey Harry! Hey Avery!" Neville Longbottoms voice sounded from somewhere ahead.

"Hi Neville!" Harry called as Avery waved to where she now saw the boy.

Rons parents said their goodbyes and Avery thanked them once again for their hospitality. They ambled their way through the crowds towards the trains and hoisted their trunks. "Come on." Hermione called, "I see an empty compartment over here."

"I'm going to go and find my friends." Ginny stated, heading the other way.

Avery, Harry and Ron followed closely behind Hermiones bushy head, manoeuvring their trunks and caged animals around other students venturing down the halls, ignoring the few "Watch it Gryffindorks!" and "Hold up ginger." as they made their way past a few Slytherins. Avery thought the latter insult could have been aimed at her or Ron so paid it no mind.

"Here!" Hermione called triumphantly, turning into an empty compartment, Ron close at her heels. Harry made to step inside but stopped as a voice called, "Greenwood."

He turned in unison, wanting to have his friends back if anything bad were to start. Avery blinked, the sight of a Slytherin pointing a wand at her not something she wanted to see at this time of the morning, or any time really.

"Zambini?" She asked, voice quivering only slightly, eyes trained on the, albeit familiar, wand pointed to her chest.

"You dropped your wand Greenwood." the dark boy stated, "back there."

"Oh." Avery grinned, "I thought you were going to curse me."

"Ten years Greenwood. We've known each other ten years and Ive never once cursed you. Why would I start now?"

"Because," Avery started, taking her wand, "I may have accidentally hexed you that one time in DADA, though I was totally aiming for Malfoy."

"Yeah. Of course you were." Zambini replied with a wry smiled, "See you around Greenwood."

"See you." Avery replied pocketing her wand again.

"It still weirds me out that your friends with him." Harry stated as she turned around.

"Why?"

"I just keep expecting you to hex each other."

"We're not all like you and Malfoy, Harry." Avery stated, pushing into the compartment, grinning as Ron automatically moved to lift her trunk to the overhead shelf.

She unzipped Dragons bag and lifted the cat out, as Harry closed the door behind him, "Speaking of Malfoy," Harry started as Dragon settled, curled onto Averys lap, "You know I told you guys I was thinking over what could have been happening that day we followed him?"

"Yes, Harry?" Hermione sighed, hints of exhaustion in her voice before the conversation had even started properly.

"I think that it was some kind of spell, some kind of ritual."

"Harry what are you saying?" Hermione asked.

Before Harry could reply the compartment door slid open and a dreamy voice called, "Quibbler? Would anybody like a Quibbler?"

"Hello Luna," Hermione smiled.

"Hello Hermione, hello Avery, hello Ron, hello Harry." Luna Lovegood listed with a sated smile, "Would anybody like one?"

"I will Luna." Hermione answered pulling a few coins from her denim pockets.

"Me too." Avery followed suit.

Harry waited until the blonde had left, gently closing the door behind her, before he continued his previous point, "I think it was an initiation."

Silence followed his statement, a confused frown spread across Rons face, but understanding flitted across Hermiones. Avery groaned, also in understanding.

"Harry. You cant be serious." Hermione admonished.

"What's happening? What's he saying?" Ron asked, eyes flitting between his best friends.

"Harry is under the impression that Draco Malfoy is now a death eater." Hermione explained, her expression clearly showing that she did not agree.

"Really Harry?" Ron laughed, "Why would they want that pillock?"

"It makes sense though doesn't it?" Harry asked, "Fenrir Greyback is a notorious death eater. Lucius Malfoy is basically Voldemorts right hand man."

"He's also in jail Harry." Hermione interjected.

"So what's to stop Malfoy following in his fathers footsteps?" Harry asked.

"I don't think so Harry." Avery piped in, "Draco is-"

"He's a coward Harry. He'd probably be too scared to take the mark." Ron interjected.

Harry huffed, frowned and mumbled something about going to see someone, whilst not so secretly grabbing his invisibility cloak from the rack above his head.

"Which roughly translates to either going to spy on Malfoy," Avery started.

"Or- to have a stilted conversation with Cho Chang before- going to spy on Malfoy." Ron grinned.

"Lets just hope he doesn't get caught." Hermione sighed.

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