Saiph

Draco

I look in the window and smile to myself. Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Sirius are all smiling sitting around the table drinking butterbeer. Not wanting to intrude on their private moment I decide to head and buy some quills.

I open the door and my body collides with someones. Draco.

"Black, alright there?" he asks as I stumble back..

"Yeah, sorry. Lost in thought. How are you?" I ask noticing his goons aren't surrounding him.

"I'm.. well.. been better, truthfully." he says now kicking some snow.

"Want to go for a bit of a walk? Hog's head usually is empty." I suggest.

He nods and we begin to walk in silence next to me. It was still so unusual to me. He was my cousin, why can't I talk to him freely?

"He's back, you know." Draco whispers to me.

"You believe Harry?" I ask him sceptically.

"Of course, only an idiot wouldn't." He scoffs pulling out a seat for me.

After he pushes in my seat we order two glasses of firewhiskey. The bartender looks at us skeptically but shrugs.

"Thanks, but what side do you choose?" I ask him.

He runs a hand through his hair and looks sheepishly at me.

"Truthfully, I couldn't give a shit about blood purity. If anyone else heard that, I'd be a deadman." he whispers, leaning forward.

The bartender brings our drinks and Draco slips him a tip.

"Draco, if I were to propose something to you.. can you keep it to yourself?" I ask him.

He looks at me curiously but motions for me to continue. Of course, I had to give him some trust, but not entirely.

"I need to know I can trust you, Draco. It's literally life or death." I tell him.

Nodding, he looks out the window.

"I'm not sure right now of how I can get you to fully trust me." he says now looking back at me.

"Well, how do you feel about telling me more about yourself to begin with?' I ask him.

"You know my upbringing. There's not much outside of that." He explains as Itake a sip of my drink.

"Any love intrests?" I ask him, raising my eyebrows.

He chokes on his drink before blushing. "I guess this could be one way to get you to trust me." he mumbles.

"Go on." I say now actually very interested.

He stands adncomes around the table. He slides into the seat next to me before cupping his hands over my ear.

"Granger." I turn slowly with widened eyes.

"Are you shitting me?" I ask him.

He looks disgusted and shakes his head.

"Again, I'd be a fool not to be taken by her. She's intelligent, sexy, and kind. Complete oppisite of me, besides academically." he tells me.

I listen to him go on for awhile about her. i could tell that he genuinly liked her and listened with a smile. I know Hermione had feelings for Ron, but Draco would be a better match in my opinion.They'd challange one another in teh best ways, while Ron would just be one sided.

We agree to meet again privately and I decided I should get my new quill and write Charlie.

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I attach my letter to the owls leg with some candy I'd picked up for Charlie. This was always a good place to hide, aside from the smell. As I was leaving Ibump into Harry.

"I haven't seen you much these days." Harry tells me.

"Yeah, busy N.E.W.T year. Researching about my mother. Sorry, do you want to go to dinner together?" I offer.

Harry smiles and nods. He delivers a letter to someone and we walk down and begin talking about the Quidditch year. Harry thought it was going ot be a successful team next year, with him leading.

We sit down at dinner and my eyes wander over to the Slytherin table. Sure enough, Draco was staring a hole into Hermione. She laughed next to me and I could see him smirking. He must actually like her.

I turn and join in conversation with the twins who were discussing when would be the best time to leave school.

Just as we were about to be served we hear Umbridge clear her throat. I roll my eyes and look up at her.

"Things in Hogwarts are far worse than I'd imagined. The ministry-" she begins to say, as an owl flies in holding a howler.

"DELORES UMBRIDGE, YOU ARE HEREBY PUT ON A SUSPENSION. YOU MUST LEAVE HOGWARTS IMMEADIETLY. AWAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTION." The ministers voice yells out of the howler.

"Someone must've warned him about her.. torture methods." Fred says.

"I wonder if Fudge is trying to save the last bit of face he can." George adds.

Umbridge looks at us with a bright red face. She puts her hands up to her face and runs out of the Great Hall. As the doors slam behind her cheers errupt across the room. Flitch was the only one looking dissatisfied by this.

The food appears before us and we all enjoy the meal before heading to the common room for the evening.

I sit with Fred and George and wonder if they'd put their faith in our mini group. Hermione was talking with Ron and Harry who decided to head to bed. She joins us and I look at her.

"Do you think the twins should know?" I whisper as quietly as possible.

She looks them over and shrugs.

"Fred. George." I whisper thier names sharply. They were going ot be of age anyway.

The lean in curiously as I eye them both.

"Are you two planning on joining the Order once you graduate or leave or whatever you plan on doing, now?" I ask them.

"Well, were staying to finish the year if the new teacher is bearable." Fred replies.

"Yes, why do you ask?" George adds.

I look at Hermione who nods. I could feel Molly yelling at me but continue on to explain privately to them what I was doing within the order. They both agree to join, but with the understandign they needed to be in the order first. Couldn't have Molly murdering us, now could we?