Hello readers! Wow...sorry for the no update. I would try and make excuses but honestly I'm just a procrastinating writer. But I want to thank peacefeet_18, jackieleanne, and a big thanks to harrypotteraddict101 who's review got me to start writing again :)
Disclaimer No I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, Hermione would not end up with Ron, and Blaise would be talked about wayyy more.
The next month went by slowly. We heard nothing for Harry, Ron or Hermione and while I was worried for my brother, I was also worried for Draco. For the past three weeks I constantly sent him letters, but none were returned. I had finally given up hope, my silver lining being that I would see him soon and everything would go back to as normal as it could be for us. After saying goodbye to mum, dad, Fred, George, Bill, and Fleur and promising to write often and be safe, I got on the train with Neville and Luna.
"They aren't coming, are they?" Neville asked once we found our own compartment. I shook my head sadly.
"They've been gone since the wedding. Haven't heard anything, but I suppose that's good right? They haven't been caught.." I trailed off, looking at my two best friends, hope clear in my eyes.
"I'm sure they'll be fine Ginny. Daddy says that with the Quibbler and the nargles on their side, they'll be sure to win this war." Luna said with her usual dreaminess. I smiled softly at her, hoping she was right.
"Oh looky here! Three blood traitors. You mournin' the loss of you dear friends?" A voice cackled from the door. I looked up and saw Pansy standing there with none other than both Greengrass's. Daphne looked at me before giving me a 'I'm sorry' look and Astoria darted her eyes towards Neville.
"What do you want pug?" I asked, the venom in my voice startling her before she quickly put up an unreadable face.
"Just wondering if you know where the loser trio is. Dead yet?" She asked. Before I could hit her a cold voice interrupted.
"Now Weaslette, you wouldn't want to do that. Trust me." He ended with a sneer. My mouth dropped before I could stop it.
"D – Malfoy." I said coldly. My brown orbs were the only part of my body I allowed to show emotion. I stared at him silently begging for this to be a dream. "Why wouldn't I want to hurt that thing?" I asked. My hand twitched and I knew instantly that he knew I would curse him if need be.
"You'll have me to deal with." He stepped right in my face, allowing me to assess him. The month did not seem to do Draco good as he looked paler than ever. He usual gray eyes were dulled and had no emotion to them. We stayed there, staring at each other, only seeing each other. Time passed but neither of us knew how long.
"Drak-kie!" I winced, the pug's voice hurting my ears. Draco turned his gaze from me and looked at Pansy with an annoyed look.
"What?" He asked coldly. I could tell Pansy thought so also, but she shrugged it off.
"We need to get to the prefect meeting." She said, draping herself over him. I was shocked when he didn't push her away and looked to Daphne who gave me the tiniest of nods.
"Wow Malfoy, when did you get that desperate?" I asked. Draco turned back to look at me with the coldest look I've ever seen, making me step back.
"Around the end of the summer, Weaslette." He sneered.
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