ride, draco malfoy

III.

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"Hey what was that about?" A female voice asked. Hermione ran up to me. She saw everything. Gosh darn it. How am I supposed to explain to her what that was.

"Oh it was nothing, just accidentally bumped into Malfoy that's all." I responded. "In the library? That's strange." She replied, having a confused look on her face. "Trust me, I was way more confused than you are right now." I chuckled. Hermione let out a small chuckle.

Hermione and I heard running coming from behind us. We turned around to see Harry and Ron running. Why in the wizarding world were they running?

"Blimey you guys! Harry wants to follow Malfoy and his mum!" Ron exclaimed, catching his breath.

Well that explains the running. Wait. "What?" Hermione and I both said at the same time.

Harry huffed, trying to catch his breath. "Look, they obviously don't want to be followed besides his father is a Death Eater-" "Yeah but his father is in jail Harry" Hermione said, cutting Harry off.

I stood there, putting my book in my bag. I crossed my arms and listened to Harry's rant. What the fuck was he blabbing about?

"Yeah well I mean his mum can be one too." Harry stuttered. "He could be one of them too."

My heart dropped. Like dropped down to my stomach. It was an uneasy feeling. I didn't like it at all. I almost felt like throwing up.

"So, are you guys coming with me or not? 'Cause I'm following them." Harry stated. Ron took a deep breath in. "I'm going."

Hermione looked furious. She had her arms crossed, looking like she was debating whether she should go with them or not.

"But if I die Harry, you owe me big." Ron said. Harry slightly let a smile through, then turned his head towards the dark alleyway where Malfoy and his mum went along with the other guy.

"I'll go." Hermione finally spoke up. Harry turned his head back towards us. "Great. Eva?"

Shit. I started to fiddle with my jacket sleeves.
I honestly didn't know what I wanted to do, but I know for a fact I don't want to follow Malfoy, and I definitely don't want to find out if he is a Death Eater.

The word 'Death Eater' always makes me anxious ever since the end of 4th Year.

"I- I would go Harry but.." I looked around trying to come up with a good reasonable lie. "I think my mum and dad would want me back home, it's getting late."

Harry nodded his head, "That's fine, don't want your mum to be worried." I smiled.

I always admire how Harry would understand everything about me. Whether if I need to give an explanation or not.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow at the train station okay?" I spoke. Ron and Harry nodded in agreement as they both said their goodbyes to me. They both started walking towards the alleyway.

Meanwhile, Hermione was still standing next to me. "Aren't you going with them?" I asked, elbowing her arm. She turned to look at Eva. "Eva, are you okay?" She asked.

I had a confused look on my face. Of course I'm okay. Right? I honestly don't know. I ask myself everyday.

"Of course I am Mione, why wouldn't I be?" I said, placing my hand on Hermione's shoulder. "Just checking." She said, pulling me in for a hug.

"Hermione come on!" The two boys yelled. They were waiting for her by the entrance of the alleyway. Hermione and I pulled away from each other. "I got to go, I'l see you tomorrow." Mione said as she walked away towards the boys.

I stood there, watching my three friends walk into the alleyway where Malfoy had gone into. I sighed. I turned around and was on my way to the exit of Diagon Alley.

Once I got home, I grabbed my keys out of my bag and opened the door. I walked upstairs towards my bedroom, seeing my packed bags and my packed trunk that were all ready to go from this morning.

I walked over to the bathroom, turned on the sink water and washed my face to try and clear my mind.

Draco Malfoy? A Death Eater? Nope. I'm not believing it. No way in the Wizarding World.

Who was that man in the black cloak? Why was he with the Malfoy's? Why does he remind me of someone. He looks so familiar.

I had so many questions but no answers. But then again, I think it's better to keep it that way.

But then it hit me.

Holy shit. I know who that guy was. Oh you've got to be shitting me.

I jumped out of my thoughts when I heard the front door unlock. I quickly walked out the bathroom going downstairs to see my mum home.

"You're home early love." Ellen said, taking her jacket off. "It's only 8, curfew is at 9." "Yeah I know, just.." I went quiet. My mum had a confused look on her face as she sat down on the couch.

"Eva what's wrong?" My mother asked me. She signaled me to sit next to her on the couch. I went over and sat down.

"Mum you're friends with Narcissa Malfoy right? Like before she started to babysit me." I asked.

Ellen took a deep breath, "Yes. We were, but uhm I haven't heard from her since 1994, but your uncle he's very good friends with her."

I scoffed. It's always my uncle. "You don't think Narcissa is a Death Eater do you?" "Well I-I can't really-" "Nevermind, I'm just so sick of Carol following me around like a puppy and having so many Death Eaters looking for me." I groaned, cutting off my mother. Sorry.

New's flash: The Hendersons have a family secret. Aka my family.

My mum pulled me closer to her. "I know my love. I'm sorry I put you through this." I leaned my head on her shoulder.

"You know, sometimes I hate being a Henderson." I let out a small chuckle, causing my mum to chuckle too.

We both feel the same way about our family bloodline.

"Yeah well, that's how I felt at your age. Your dad would never understand what we're going through." Ellen said, moving my hair out of my face. "Because he's not a Henderson." We both said the same time, chuckling.

"I'm going to start making dinner, okay? You go do you in your little diary of yours." My mother said, smiling. She got up from the couch.

"Your father should be home soon." I nodded, getting up and walked upstairs to my room.

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published 4.29.23
re-published 5.26.24

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