POLARIS || Draco Malfoy

Two

Two

I stood between the brick wall of Platform 9 and 10, utterly confused and even asked myself if I wasn't going crazy. I glanced at the huge clock on the King's Cross Station before pushing my trolley between the walls. It is nearly 11'o clock so I had to rush to get to the train.

A hitched sound made its way out of my mouth when I passed through the wall. Merlin, I love magic.

I roamed my eyes around, a huge train standing in front of me with its bright red and black colors, erupting loads of smoke. I was amazed it didn't even hurt my eyes or my nose. There are a lot of people on the platform, far from what I was used to. Parents waving and hugging their kids, students chattering, I scoffed to myself. You can't even see those types of people being affectionate at Durmstrang. I winced from disgust when I saw a pair of, which I think were couple, kissing each other before the girl stepped into the train. People are full of dramas.

I held on to my trolley and swerved my things inside the train. I looked for a vacant compartment, putting my things above and letting my owl cage at the table. Milo looked at me before he started dozing off.

I laughed to myself. Milo is a gift from Mum when I first attended Durmstrang. I named him after the famous Asian Chocolate Powder as he had the same color with it. Before I could even forget, I wrote my Brother a letter and letting Milo bright it to him. I'm sure he'll find his way on Hogwarts.

The moment I've read what the parchment said last night, I couldn't even sleep. I was broken, but I had no choice. Well, fuck it, I have a choice, but this is what Dad and Grey told me was the 'best' for me.

I pulled out of the hug and sat at the edge of Grey's bed. The parchment states my Mother's last will. There is it, written at the lower left of the letter.

'I, Amelie Lockhart, appoint my Husband, Maximo Lockhart to pull my daughter, Violet Lockhart, out of Durmstrang Institute. For she have no reasons to stay there anymore. I hereby constitute Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore to have every right at my daughter once she enters Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.'

"We must follow her, Vi. This is Mum we're talking about."

I shook my head. Letting the tears finally flow down on my face. I instantly thought of Viktor, and my other friends. Even if I cry blood at this moment, I know what I had to do. I stood, ignoring my brother and went straight to Viktor. With a single glance, I realized he knew.

Why?'

"Earth to you, Miss!"

I blinked out my thoughts, a brown-curly haired girl snapped her finger in front of me. She is wearing a grey jacket and pants. She raised my right eyebrow at me. "You don't mind? Everywhere else is full." I nodded at her. She gave me a small smile and left the carriage then came back with two boys inside. I didn't paid attention.

They were talking non-stop, talking about something I had no idea about. I couldn't care less for I am really sleepy at this time. Before I doze off, I covered half of my face while facing the window.

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"Shut up Ronald! I'll do it!"

I felt the side of my seat dipped, implying someone sat beside me. Before they can even wake me up, I straighten my back and brushed my hair off my face. I blinked my eyes and adjusted my eyesight. Thank Merlin, I think I can run a mile now for I have slept longer than I expected. It's night time!

"Bloody hell, its Violet Lockhart!" I shot my gaze at the ginger boy, smirking. I didn't know I am famous at Hogwarts. I'll definitely take note of that and make Grey jealous. I looked at the girl next to me, my eyes widened.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Granger. I've heard a lot from Viktor." I brushed my palms at my pants before handing my right hand to her. She looked at me before accepting my hand. I blew a small whistle before facing the next guy. "And you must be Harry Potter."

Of course I knew him. He's quite famous, every magic folk knew him, who wouldn't? Although, I've heard about what happened, still a question why the Ministry let him off, free.

"Uhh, I think you need to settle your things, were almost there." Hermione stood with the guys and left me alone to organize my things. I already like her, no wonder Viktor couldn't stop blabbering that time. I smiled sadly to myself as he crossed my mind.

In another time. Maybe.

I walked with the trio, trailing behind them while they were chatting. I hung my bag on one of my shoulder, and drew a sigh when one of my jacket sleeves fell on my shoulder blades, exposing my bare shoulder and the strap of my brallete. Before I can even fix my jacket, someone bumped at me making me halt on my steps. I inhaled before spatting endless complaints, but then, a strong scent of mint filled my nostrils. I closed my mouth.

I flicked my eyes upwards.

"I'm surprised the Ministry's still letting you walk around free, Potter. You better enjoy it while you can. I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it."

I stopped walking and paid attention to the blonde boy. He held a smug face, opposite of his tainting voice. He kept one of his hands inside his trousers while the other is holding a copy of the Daily Prophet. He's wearing an all-black outfit. My breath hitched when he advanced forward to Harry.

Harry jolted to the blonde boy while being pulled back by the ginger guy. I rolled my eyes when Hermione pulled me in front of her. Making me shield herself with my body. Now my jacket sleeve totally fell on my elbow, great.

"Just stay away from me!" Said Harry.

The other guy fixed his suit before walking back, he shot me a glare, lingering for a few seconds before he smirked and walked away. What a git.

"It's only Malfoy. What'd you expect?" Ronie, at least that's what I remembered from earlier, still pulling back Harry. Hermione still looked shocked while clutching her bag. I groaned and they all looked at me. Harry walked away before I can even speak.

"Malfoy, you say?" Hermione shrug while Ronie shook his head on me. I bit my lip, hiding the interest and the warmth crept in me. My mind kept on playing the scene with the platinum haired boy.

He's just what I needed.

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