Small Doses [Draco Malfoy]

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Umbridge was finally suspended and Dumbledore was back. The papers filled with gossip that he who must not be named returned.

The year had ended, everyone was packing their bags to go home for the summer once again. Fifth year at Hogwarts was finished.

...

Sixth year was starting as they were on the train headed to Hogwarts. Ella found herself sitting at a table in front of Draco and his friends, her back was to them. She was reading her book.

A black dust went off in the train cab they were seated in. Everyone coughed. Draco stood from his chair.

"What was that? Blaise?"

"I don't know," Blaise said coughing.

"Relax it's probably just a first year messing around," Pansy said.

Ella listened into the conversation. He sat down Blaise and Pansy sat in front of him.

"Hogwarts. What a pathetic excuse for a school. I'd pitch myself off the Astronomy tower if I had to continue for another two years."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Pansy asked stupidly.

"Let's just say I don't think you'll be seeing us wasting our time in Charms class next year," he said, Blaise laughed. "Amused, Blaise? We'll see just who's laughing in the end."

Ella heard a noise, they both looked up at his brief case. It moved very slightly. How odd. Draco noticed Ella looked up too.

The train finally arrived at Hogwarts.

"You two go on. I wanna check something," Draco said to his friends. He put his hand on Ella's shoulder. "Wait," he told her.

Draco grabbed his briefcase and shut the door to the cab of the train. Closing the blinds.

"What are you doing-."

"Didn't mummy ever tell you it was rude to eavesdrop, Potter?" Draco said turning around. Pulling out his wand, he shouted, "petriticus Totalus."

A thump was heard on the floor. Ella gasped.
Draco walked up the invisible figure on the floor. Ripping off a blanket that made him invisible. Harry was frozen on the floor.

"Oh, yeah she was dead before you could wipe the drool off your chin," Draco said before stomping on his face, probably breaking his nose.

"Draco! I think you broke his nose," Ella said with her hand over her mouth.

Draco grabbed the invisible blanket. "That's for my father. Enjoy your ride back to London," he said tossing it on him.

"Draco!" Ella hissed as he walked off the train. She followed him.

"Can I trust you not to tell anyone?" he asked as they stepped off the train. He was in that black suit again. He looked even better in it this year. She nodded her head, swallowing hard. They were met by Aurors who were the new security going through their belongings.

"What is this?" he asked holding a cane. "A cane?"

Draco got furious. "It's not a cane, you cretin. It's a walking stick."

Filch interfered, "and what exactly would you be wanting with a...? Could be construed as an offensive weapon."

Snape walked up. "It's all right, Mr Filch. I can vouch for Mr Malfoy."

Draco snatched his walking stick. They all turned to look at Potter who stood with Luna.

"Nice face Potter," Draco said to him.

They got to Hogwarts and parted ways. Ella noticed from her table how distracted Draco looked. How empty he looked.

Harry entered the room. His nose gushing blood as he dapped it with a tissue. When his friends asked who done it. He did not dare look at Draco.

Dumbledore began his speech at the dining hall. "Very best of evenings to you all. First off, let me introduce the newest member of our staff Horace Slughorn. Professor Slughorn, I'm happy to say has agreed to resume his old post as potions master. Meanwhile the post of defence against the dark arts will be taken by professor Snape. Now as you know, each and every one of you was searched upon your arrival here tonight. And you have the right to know why. Once there was a young man, who, like you sat in this very hall walked this castles corridors, slept under its roof. He seemed to all the world a student like any other. His name? Tom Riddle. Today, of course he's known all over the world by another name. Which is why, as I stand looking out upon you all tonight I'm reminded of a sobering fact. Everyday every hour this very minute, perhaps, dark forces attempt to penetrate this castles walls. But in the end, their greatest weapon is you. Just something to think about. Now off to bed. Pip, pip."

Ella decided to sneak out of her dorm that night, taking a stroll in the dark halls only to catch Draco standing in front of the room of requirement doors.

What was he up to? She snuck in after him, watching as he looked through the piles of vintage junk only to stop in front of a cabinet covered with a sheet.

"What are you doing?" Ella asked as she moved out from her hiding spot.

He jumped. "Wood! Why are you following me?"

"You follow me all the time and remember what you did to Harry, you said do I trust you. At this moment not really. What are you doing?" Ella pestered him as she approached the cabinet.

He huffed. "Listen I can't tell you okay but if you help me, I'll do anything you want," he said as he took the sheet off the cabinet.

"Anything?" Ella asked with a smirk.

He rolled his eyes. "Anything, yes," he replied.

She thought for a moment. "What do you need help with?"

"I need to mend this cabinet and you can't ask any questions or tell anyone, got it?" Draco instructed.

"Okay, okay," she mumbled, "let's get to work then."