Chapter Twenty My Three Reasons

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 "We're not learning anything from Umbridge," Harry says as Ron, Hermione, Ginny and I sit under a tree in the grounds.

 "You can say that again." I snap a twig and fling the pieces onto Ginny's hair.

 "We should start a club." Hermione says.

 "Who's gonna teach us?" Ginny asks, then brushes the twig out of her, a smile dancing on the edge of her lips.

 We all look at Harry.

 "What?" He interjects.

 "You should teach us!" Ron says.

 "Me?" Harry's eyebrows crinkle.

 "Obviously!" I say.

 "We should meet up in Hogsmeade tomorrow. Discuss our plans."

 "But where?" Harry asks.

 "What about the Hog's Head?" Ron says. "No Hogwarts students."

 "Good plan," Harry says. "Bring anyone that will be trustworthy." He looks at me and I understand what this means.

 No Draco.

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 I walk into the Hog's head with Ginny and sit down.

 "How did you get rid of Draco?"

 "I didn't have to, McGonagall gave him detention for who knows what," I whisper back.

 "Luck."

 I don't really know if Harry or the other two know I'm dating Draco. It's probably like what happened with the twins. They know, deep down, but they choose to ignore it.

 "Quiet please," Harry says.

 People are still talking.

 I stand up. "SHUT IT!"

 Everyone's quiet.

 "Thank you, Eliza." Harry nods at me.

 He begins to talk about what we're going to do, and how to avoid Umbridge. He also tells anyone who's here just to hear about Cedric can leave. I glance around the room at the mention of my brother, wondering if anyone really came just to hear about his death.

 No one moves.

 "Now it's just a matter of where, and when." Hermione assures Harry, a hand on his shoulder.

 "What about the room of requirement?" Neville asks.

 "Brilliant." Harry nods.

 "And as of when, I have a galleon for each of you, that the date and time will appear on the edge, that I will give you when you sign this form, saying you are officially part of the club." Hermione says, holding up a piece of a parchment.

 "Which is named Dumbledore's Army." Ginny says.

 "DA for short." I add.

 People nod.

 "Brilliant, um, now come sign the form."

 I'm first in line.

 Eliza Diggory, I write on the line.

 I smile. We're getting somewhere.

~~~~

 I entered the Slytherin common room smiling that night.

 "Looks like someone had fun at Hogsmeade." Draco says.

 My smile vanishes. He won't get this out of me with Veritaserum.

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