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Dementors Suck (The Life Out of You) | 14

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"Come on, hurry up Raven!" Her mother shouted behind her as the two ran across the platforms of Kings Cross. "There! Platform 9 and 10!"

"Platform 9, Platform 10!" yelled one of the workers. "Nothing in between!"

"But sir, I got a letter from a bird!" said a young kid. "Sir—? Wait, sir, don't leave meee!"

"Child, this way!" Raven's mother yelled at them, beckoning them to follow. Almost immediately, the kid grabbed their trolley and followed after the two. "You're going to run straight into the wall and then you'll show up on Platform 9 ¾, okay?"

"Okay!"

Raven trailed behind her mother and the child and rammed into the brick wall, entering the other side where the Platform was. Everyone that was still on the Platform was in a frenzy, trying to get onto the train as quickly as they could. With absolutely no help from her mother (Raven excused it since she was helping the small first year), Raven managed to get her things onto the train on time.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Raven walked down the corridor, trying to find the people who she considered friends. Raven found them in a compartment near the front of the train. Everyone from the Silver Squad was there except for Cassius.

When Raven asked them where he was, Marco scoffed and jokingly said, "He left us for the lions."

"Right... So where is he actually?"

"Prefects' carriage. He's got tons of responsibilities now..." Marco slouched in his seat and blew raspberries. "What a douchebag."

"Why didn't you get Prefect?" Blaise asked.

"Because Cass got it."

"But couldn't you also get it?"

"No, it's a dumb rule where they choose one boy and one girl." Marco let out a grumble. "They should just let the two most responsible students from each House become Prefect no matter if there'll be two girls or two boys."

"How long will he be there?" Raven asked.

Marco shrugged. "Beats me. I think they're having some sort of meeting about how to be a Prefect. Could take hours."

"Let's hope not," said Blaise. "I wanted Cassius to buy me candy from the trolley."

"You have your own money," Pansy said, turning her nose up.

"No I don't."

"Yes you do! You got tons of envelopes from the wedding!" Pansy sighed exasperatedly. "Rich people are so stingy!"

"Oh, speaking of the wedding," Raven said, looking at Marco. "Why weren't you and Cassius there?"

"I was going to say the same thing," said Draco. He leaned forward in his seat and looked at Marco with scrutinizing eyes. "What was so important that you couldn't come?"

"You guys should know," Marco said. "More... Death Eater stuff."

"They couldn't have chosen a different day to discuss DE stuff?" Blaise complained. "They've had a whole summer!"

They talked about Death Eater matters as though it was normal, as if Raven too had Death Eater parents. Or maybe they were just ignoring her presence when it came to these sorts of topics. Raven didn't really care since she knew to them it was normal. Or was becoming normal. It was rare near the beginning of summer for them to talk much about DE besides the occasional 'my parents were DE' jokes, but slowly they began talking more and more about them. Raven noticed it in the letters they sent.