Chapter 31 // What If

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Hermione's POV

"can we get a good compartment, please? Not one with all the girls that are fawning over Malfoy"

After two weeks of agonizing torture, yes their house is amazing and everything, but Lucius has been being a downright passive-aggressive git since dobby got freed. We had met up with Wren at kings cross and were now trying to find a compartment, all the girls we had passed

(not Gryffindors obviously)

had been drooling over Draco and giving me and wren scowls as if we were dating him

I scoffed "yeah, seriously Draco just go back to being a Lil baby please it's highly annoying and boosting your ego too much" yes, he was looking in a hand mirror at his hair

"Nah, I like the attention" I rolled my eyes

"you get attention anyway because you're a Malfoy" we found an empty compartment

"And you're a Zabini" he pretended to mimic my voice "have you not noticed all the guys drooling over you two?" me and wren both scoffed

"sure Malfoy, anyway There's always something going on in this school, what do you guys think is gonna happen this year?" before I could answer I got the feeling again

"Someone catch me please"

It's pouring down with rain, there were 4 black ghost-like things flying side by side towards a train- the Hogwarts express. One stopped the train while the other three floated inside

"OW"

Blaise was on the floor; the lights were off and everyone seemed to have a scared look on their faces

"why are you on the floor Blaise?" I asked, pulling him up

"you punched me!"

"and when could I have done that?" I noticed how the air had gotten much chillier and how I didn't feel as excited to go back as I was before, somewhat- sad

"I tried getting you out of your trance thingy" he sighed, giving me a scowl and sitting back in his seat next to Wren who was now looking over the red mark I made

"Great, now I can walk while in it and hit people. Sorry Blaise"

blaise muttered something inheritable

"it doesn't matter anyway, mione what did you see? Is it something to do with this?"

I nodded "there was a load of black ghost things and they were flying towards the train before 3 of them came in, they're looking for someone, they won't hurt us" I reassured my clearly terrified friends. I got some weird vibe that assured me somehow that they aren't coming for us

The train jerked again

"doesn't seem like it!"

"just. Chill" I huffed, slouching in my chair

"It's already chilly enough thanks mione" Draco answered snarkily. I sneered at him

"... see?" the lights came back on, the air filled with warmth, and the joyful feeling

"shut up"

*

"Welcome, welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Now I'd like to say a few words before we all become too befuddled by our excellent feast" Dumbledore started, I turned to Wren

"Does Dumbledore look different to you this year?" I asked

"yeah... a little bit, I don't know what" I glanced back at him

"Maybe he just got a haircut" I suggested

"Yeah, that's likely" she snorted "probably just that he's wearing a different type of robes"

I turned back to the speech

He had introduced our new DADA teacher and that Hagrid would be taking over care of magical creatures

"potter, potter!" I turned to Draco

"of for god- Draco, Not right now!" I muttered, as usual, he ignored me

"is it true you fainted? I mean you actually fainted?"

"shove off Malfoy" I pulled him to look at me

"do you have to bully him every chance you get?we're in the middle of a feast dumbass"

he shrugged "it's fun"

"at a request of the ministry of magic... Hogwarts will until further notice, play host to the dementors of Azkaban. Until such a time as Sirius black is captured" while everyone else started muttering about this fact, I was too deep in my own thoughts to notice.

Sirius black?... been captured? What if that was the person I saw in that vision a few weeks ago, the one that was escaping Azkaban to kill someone from the prophet? which person would it have been though? There was the entire Weasley family and Potter on that page he was looking at

By the time I was shaken out of my thoughts the feast had already started and I had missed the whole speech, which usually wouldn't have mattered because it's the same thing every year but this one seemed important...

very important

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