Chapter 10: Surprise

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            Time really flew and we've already found ourselves packing to go back home. Nothing changed here, we were still mourning Cedric's death, the only thing that changed here is Draco's attitude towards me. One day he was telling me that he still hates me, next day he greeted me with a smile and nice conversation. I really don't know what's wrong with this boy, he was probably dropped on head when he was a baby, I don't have any other explanation. I looked around room to check up one more time and closed my suitcase. Daisy did the same.

'Are you ready?' she looked at me 'All packed?'

I nodded at her 'Yes, I think so. Shall we go?'

We slowly left our room and walked towards Hogsmeade station where we were greeted by our friends. We made a deal to sit with Harry, Ron and Hermione in the cabin, just like on the way here. We asked Blaise to join as well, but Draco wouldn't let this happen, hormones I swear. I was really grateful for their help and friendship this year, I couldn't express it with words.

Once everyone was onboard, the train let out a very loud whistle, the same one that scared the crap out of me on very first day. On the way back Harry told us more about first year, about professor Quirell and Fluffy (Hagrid's pet; a dog with three heads, damn Hagrid). His stories were so interesting, he was a great story teller, but I felt bad for him, facing cruel stuff like this at such young age, luckily he is very clever and brave young man. Ron told us a little bit about his rat, which actually turned out to be a man, who worships the dark lord himself, like how the hell is this possible! What else could happen to these three, always facing troubles. Time passed and we were already at King's cross station. I could see we were all a little sad, we really got used to each other so much, it's going to be weird not seeing them everyday...

'All of you, promise me now, that you will write me at least one a week...' I whined and looked at them. 'If you won't, I promise I will kick your asses next time I see you! Don't say I didn't warn you!' they laughed at me.

We agreed to stay in contact and hugged each other tightly. I saw my mom somewhere in the crowd and waved to her. I hugged them one more time and walked away. My mom opened her arms and invited me into a long hug.

'Oh honey, I've missed you so much. How are you holding up? Oh, I'm so sorry about everything you went through...' she sobbed into my shoulder.

I couldn't hold my tears and I cried with her 'I have bad and good days mom. I'm trying my best.' I explained and she nodded. We stood like this for few minutes, until she broke a hug and grabbed my arm 'Let's go home honey, you must be hungry.'

It took us 10 minutes car drive and I was already in my cozy house. I loved our house, it wasn't too big or too small, just perfect. It didn't surprise me, that father was not at home, he really didn't show much love towards me, I will never understand how is this possible. I took my stuff upstairs to my room and changed into something more comfortable. My mum called me and greeted me with a tea and pie. She sat on the couch and waited for me to join her.

'So, tell me everything about Hogwarts. And of course, tell me about that man, who changed your life.' She smiled politely and waited. And so I did, I told her about everything - about train ride, classes, the Golden trio, Daisy, Yule ball, my time with Cedric and even about Malfoy. She listened in awe when I explained my first date with Cedric and our moments over time and cried with me when I cried. It felt good to talk about it, kind of made it easier for me. Even though it was hard for me to talk about him, I wanted to keep him alive, he deserved that.

'Do you want one advice from me? Don't tell your father about Harry Potter. Don't ask me why, I can't tell you yet, I just hope you will listen to my advice.' I looked at her, I was really curious but I agreed not to tell him, he was very strict man and I didn't want to piss him off.

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