Disclaimer: Do I own Harry Potter? Hmmm I don't know….

Author's Notes: Okay so the last chapter stunk. Well, I'll make sure that this one is better and more interesting!

My (Emily's POV)

I gazed lazily out the train window, watching the darkness outside take control. Marie had long since stopped talking, and retreated to the other side of the berth, reading my book. Sam was slumped up against the wall to my left, out cold with drool flowing from her mouth. I groaned inwardly and banged my head upon the cool glass.

Boring. Boring. Boring. Boring….

Students had stopped walking around the train, and the trolley had come around about 8 times in the past 10 minutes when something interesting finally happened.

I heard footsteps pounding heavily on the carpet of the train outside, and suddenly a boy with white-blonde hair and mysterious gray eyes burst into our berth, followed closely by two other boys. The two boys behind him looked more like bodyguards then his friends. Granted, they did look dumb, fat and…well, like trolls, but the thought of having to wrestle one of them was….unspeakable.

*shiver* I did not need that mental image, I thought, picturing them in wrestling outfits, yuck.

At the sound of the door slamming, Sam woke with a start, saw Malfoy, gave him a death glare, then noticed she had drool on her face and tried frantically to rub it off. Malfoy merely laughed at her, and turned to face me.

"Hello. " Malfoy said, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips.

"What do you want?" I asked, my words coming out strained and razor sharp.

"What put YOU in a bad mood?" Malfoy joked, turning briefly to glance at the two boys behind him.

"Shut it." I replied, scowling.

He better have a damn good reason for barging in here. Even if he IS hot…

Malfoy stared at me for a bit before replying.

"Have you met Crabbe and Goyle?" He asked, gesturing to his two "friends".

"Crabbe? GOYLE?!" Sam screamed, laughing so hard she practically peed her pants.

I suppressed a laugh, and turned away.

"What's so funny?" Goyle asked, furrowing his brow.

"Your mother." Marie replied, earning more outbursts of laughter from Sam and me.

"You better watch it." Crabbe threatened, ready to take a step forward, only to be held back by Draco.

"Now, now. We're here to be friendly." Draco said to Crabbe, each word dripping with sarcasm.

Yeah. Right.

"Yeah," I said," Why are you here?"

Draco was about to reply when the train suddenly lurched forward, and Draco was flung into the berth, and onto me. Crabbe was flung onto Sam, and Goyle was flung onto Marie.

"Malfoy!" I whisper-screamed, face burning.

I carefully pushed a flustered Draco off of me, and stood up. He straightened his robes and looked outside.

"Why did we stop?" Sam asked, practically shoving Crabbe off of her so hard, he hit the opposite wall.

Marie glared at Goyle, a burning look of death in her blue eyes.

Malfoy's POV

Damn. These girls are really in a bad mood. Well, I'll fix that.

The train stopped suddenly, sending me flying onto Emily. I actually blushed as I landed, my ear pressed up against her chest. Her heart beat faster, and she pushed me off.

Finding myself staring at her blushing, I looked away quickly and stared outside.

"Why did we stop?" Sam asked, as I heard a thump, telling me that Crabbe had been shoved onto the opposite wall.

"Oh my god…"

I heard Emily whisper to my right, her voice raw with fear. The lights flickered off.

I groped through the dark and met the window. As soon as my hand touched the glass, I retreated in shock. The glass was frozen.

"What…what's happening?"

"What the hell?"

"Oh my God!"

They all started whisper-screaming at once, and I could take it.

"Shut up!" I said, feeling around for the seat.

I found it and sat down, but a squeak told me that I sat on one of the girls.

"D-Draco…get o-off!" Emily whispered into my ear, trembling with fear.

I shivered as her breath met my skin. It felt oddly warm. Did the train suddenly get colder?

My (Emily's) POV

Draco did not make any move to get off of me, so I squirmed out from underneath him and managed to sit up. I could see better now, and I could tell that Crabbe and Goyle were sitting by them selves, while Sam and Marie were hugging each other, and Malfoy was right where I had been---next to them.

A shiver went down my spine.

This is not good. This is not….n-not good.

I began shivering, partly from fear, and partly because it had dropped about 30 degrees.

"E-Emily! Sit d-down!" Marie whispered.

"Guys d-don't panic. But this is bad. Extremely bad." I whispered, trying to be brave.

"Well, if you're such a know-it-all, then why don't you tell us what's happening?" Malfoy challenged, obviously annoyed that he wasn't the one who knew what was happening.

"It….it's. There's a demen—" I began to speak, but all of the sudden, I felt all joy leave the room.

I looked toward the door, and a rotten, clammy hand hovered over it's handle.

Sam and Marie screamed and sunk lower into the seat, but I merely stood and stared, frozen.

"What….w-what the…What is that?" Draco whispered, unsuccessfully hiding the horror and fear in his voice.

Oh…my….God. We're going to die…..die….

Goyle and Crabbe whimpered, and Sam and Marie screamed some more and the thing revealed itself.

Malfoy's POV

I suppressed a scream as the hand gave way to the whole body of that…of that…thing. Nobody said a word as a dirty, blood stained, rotten robe followed the hand. Its head was covered by a hood, but there was no face to it. It just stood there, breathing through a rotten mouth.

Emily was breathing more heavily now, and I felt her sink to the floor next to my legs.

Shit. Did she pass out?!

The girls grabbed hold of my sleeve, and I was too scared to swat them away.

To my great surprise, the thing slowly turned the handle to the door, and glided inside. Honestly, I almost screamed and peed my pants, but the horror of it rooted me to the spot.

Feeling as if I'd never be happy again, I closed my eyes for a brief second, wishing it gone.

My (Emily's) POV

It seemed to draw all happiness from the room, and left me feeling hollow and empty inside. Without thinking, I clung to Malfoy's leg, and grabbed it so hard that I swear I hard him groan in pain.

Please make it go away please make it go away please….

It swerved its head to look at each one of us in turn, and then stopped to look at me. I whimpered and pressed myself farther against the wall, so my back was flush with it. I gripped Draco's leg tighter as it began to move towards me.

"Emily! Don't hurt her!" Sam screamed.

It ignored her and advanced on me.

Malfoy's POV

Emily was gripping my leg so tight that it probably lost circulation. Normally, I would have told anyone who did that to fuck off, but under the circumstances, I did nothing. It glided toward her, and all of the sudden it makes this sucking sound and Emily's face became a big blur.

"Oh…oh shit." I whimpered as I watched it.

Then silver light flooded the room, and the thing went away, and Emily dropped like a dead weight on the floor.

Author's Notes: Well, how do you like it? I personally loved this part in the movie, so it was fun for me to write. I'll write another chapter soon! (seeing as I have nothing else to do). R&R!!!!