Chapter 6

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A few days later it was the weekend Imara and her friends were going to Hogsmeade, there was snow now which sucked but it was fun to watch houses have a snow ball fight outside of Hogwarts.

"So Imara can we tell you things?" "Sure what is it Harry?" They had made the the next day she kissed-made out- with Draco. She hasn't seen him since. He didn't go to Thursday's watch which concerned her. He didn't look at her in the Great Hall or even classes. "I had to go see Dumbledore a while ago because Professor Slughorn is not who we think he is. He 'collects' things. He wants me and you, but Dumbledore told him you have enough on your plate so he wanted me to tell you that I need to let him in, that way we know what he is up to."

Imara nods. "As long as you tell me what happens. You watch out for yourself ok!" Harry smiles, "Always." They head to The Three Broomsticks to get some Butterbeer. They sit on the other side of the cafe as to get away from him.

They start talking about something, Imara wasn't paying attention because she was thinking about Draco. She was worried for him. When she did see him he looked horrid. "Is it me or does Draco not want to be followed." She heard Ron say which brought her back to the world. She looks behind there at the stairs and sees Draco.

He barely meets eyes with Imara, she frowns at him. He doesn't do anything and walks through the door. "Slughorn is coming over." Harry quickly said.

They were talking about some school party that he used to do, he spilt Butterbeer on Hermione which made me roll my eyes. Ron then motioned for her she has stuff on her cheek which makes me laugh.

When we finally leave Hermione was acting tipsy. Imara laughs at her, fixing her up with a spell. She wraps an arm around her girl best friend as they walk in front of the boys. "What's going on between you and Malfoy?" Imara snaps her head to Hermione.

"Come on. We never gossip anymore. You've been to busy." "I'm sorry Hermione. Will you not judge me?" "Of course not Imara." She says as they glance back at the boys who were talking. "I have to see him every day. I have to walk with him by ourselves every Tuesday and Thursday. We get to talking to each other to keep us awake. Yeah he is in Slytherin and sometimes can be a real arse but to me, he hasn't been."

"Oh no. Imara you don't..." "I smelt him in the Amorentina a week ago. That was the first night I kissed him. He's ignored me since. Look, you've seen him, how he looks. He looks horrid, he has no one to talk to, no one to go to. I happened to be there. I happened to be the one who claimed him down from a mental breakdown and he was there when I had an anxiety attack."

Hermione frowns at her best friend. "Imara you don't know what your getting yourself into." "Maybe not, but I just can't let anyone suffer alone like that. Not even him." Hermione smiles, "Your to good and kind for him." "Maybe but opposites do attract Mione." Imara winks at her best friend.

"Look you can't tell Ron and especially not Harry. I have a saying that I've always loved." "What is it?" Hermione asks, Imara smiles at her best friend.

No one bad is ever truly bad,
No one good is ever truly good.

"Wow." Imara nods, "That's because it is so true. I'm good but I'm not truly good, you've seen how I was last year when Sirius died." "Yeah. You've seen me how I was like last year too." "Exactly. So Draco may not be so bad after all, he is broken, lost, and hurt. Everyone needs someone in their life."

Hermione smiles. "I have noticed when we walk by him in the hall he doesn't even look at us, doesn't even say anything, glare." "See, it's working." "But your putting yourself in danger, getting involved with him." "Maybe but I'm willing to take if it means he'll have someone. It's hard being alone, feeling lost and broken. I'd know Mione."

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