Letters |Draco Malfoy|

Replaced

I woke up to yelling, Hermione's yelling. It didn't do anything good but give me a headache. I just wanted to sleep more, but I was quickly reminded of our current situation.

Still not comprehending what Hermione was saying, I got up and went outside. Ron was back. he was being attacked, by Hermione. I stayed quiet till I saw Harry, he was soaking wet, and still healing from a wound he had suffered on Christmas Eve. I ignored Ron and Hermione and went to Harry. "What in Merlin's name happened to you?" I asked.

"long story." He said quietly.

"just like you to injure yourself more than you already are." I rolled my eyes. "Cmon I'll start a fire to warm you up," I said, leading him to the campfire. As I silently lit the fire- I had been practicing my none verbal magic again -I continued to scold Harry. "Honestly, you shouldn't be putting your body through more than it can handle. We may be magic folk, but we're physically the same as any muggle- Unless of course you are a metamorphmegus, or an animegus, or something like that -but all the same, you're lucky you don't have hypothermia. You aren't feeling lethargic of any sort, are you?" I asked, blabbering on.

"Uh, no." he shook his head.

"Well that's good, are you cold? Does your breathing feel normal? Do you feel normal?" I asked, making sure he wasn't hypothermic.

"I feel fine, thanks. I am a bit cold though, I guess," he said awkwardly.

I sighed. "Ok. I'll get you a blanket, I don't think you have hyperthermia, but we still should make sure you're warm." I went to the tent, which Ron was now in. "Oh, erm, hello Weasley." I nodded.

"Boris." he nodded back. I silently grabbed a blanket off of harry's bed.

"So... what made you come back?" I asked awkwardly. I was only trying to make conversation.

"...honestly, I wanted to come back as soon as I left," he said. "Sorry I guess," he said, fakely.

"It's fine." I didn't really care. I wasn't fond of Ron- not that I disliked him -it just didn't matter to me whether he was here or not. I breathed in, "You know I bet Hermione is pretty happy to see you, even if she doesn't seem like it. Of course, I don't know her entirely well."

He nodded awkwardly. "I guess."

I was about to leave the tent when I remembered something. "Hey uh" I turned around "about something you said before you left. 'Replacement redhead' I believe it was."

"Right, I didn't-"

"No need to apologize, it's just... I don't plan on staying... I mean no offense, but you guys Arnt my people, you already have something going on, and I have my friends. I hadn't even planned on ever socializing with the lot of you. Don't worry about ever feeling replaced. Trust me, if I know one thing about having real friends, it's that you will never be replaced. Like ever." I smiled. Before he could say anything else, I left the tent, heading towards harry. "Here you go, potter."