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Hermione sat down on the chairs. She did try to stop Harry, but why did she feel guilty all of a sudden? What was Draco and Catastrophe hiding? Why? Why……. Too many questions, no answers.
Cat sighed, almost dragging Draco to a nearby empty compartment, propping him up on the chairs. She muttered a quick headache spell, as he sighed in relief.
"Can you not get in trouble for at least a minute?" she asked, mopping his forehead slowly.
"It's not my fault! You sent me to stay with the Golden Trio. That might explain the reason why the heck I have a bruise on my head." Draco moaned, wincing as Cat touched it.
"A bad one, too. It stands out so much, because of our pale complexion." She sighed, then kissed it. Sighing once again, she gave him a water bottle and he eyed it slowly.
"Draco Malfoy, do you think I poisoned it?" Cat asked, her eyes narrowing in dangerousness.
"NO, I don't." He opened at and looking at the water once again, he gulped it down.
"Hmm, I knew you were thirsty, Draco." She laughed and patted him on the back. "DO you want to go back or go to the Slytherin compartment?"
"I prefer the Slytherin compartment, if you don't mind." He chuckled and led her to the Slytherins.
As soon as they opened the door, however, there was a flash of black and Draco was knocked back. Cat groaned as she realized it was Pansy. Sighing, she sat next to Daphne, who asked if she was new, and she laughed and said that she was Draco's sister. The compartment silenced and Draco explained what Lucius had done to her.
"Oh sweetie, what Year are you in?" Daphne asked, and she answered, "Fifth year, and Dumbledore said I could pick, or rather do my Hat sorting today." She yelled, excited. The Slytherins broke into amused chuckles.
The train stopped after an hour and a half, and Cat literally jumped off the train, grabbing Draco's hand and muttering something to her owl, Calamity.
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