ᵉⁿᵍˡⁱˢʰ nevermore [Draco Malfoy]

03

Just before the train started moving, the compartment door opened again and a second boy with dark hair stepped in, who had initially walked past before realizing he had to get back.

So there they were, the three of them, on their way to Hogwarts. Hoping that no one else would think of joining them. No matter how full the train was.

"What about Hogsmeade?" Adrian wanted to know from Leonor after the train had been on its way for a good while and he had talked to Marcus about holidays, causing the Quidditch captain to give his teammate a quick glance, "Now that Black has broken out?"

"My dad signed the visitor's pass two years ago and sent it straight to Snape," Leonor chuckled, amused by the fact, "What's done is done. Whether it's done now or in two years makes no difference to him. Nothing can be changed now."

As far as Black was concerned, not a word had to be said. What was there to say about a mass murderer?

Of course, everyone was so happy that a murderer was walking around free when he was supposed to be in Azkaban. Everything was great.

The whole Ministry was in an uproar. Of course it was, because the prison, its inmates and the Dementors were under the Ministry's supervision. And it didn't matter who was in charge. All employees, more and more high-ranking ones, were asked for an explanation. How is it possible that Sirius Black could escape? No question was asked more often than this one. Be it the newspapers or the wizarding population. It was the question of all questions.

The Dementors, on the other hand... What were they? Upset? Angry? No one had ever escaped from the Wizarding Prison before. This could be read and heard everywhere. Well, no, that wasn't exactly true, but .... A completely different story.

"Don't," Leonor groaned casually at the sight of a short-haired girl in the corridor, standing at the edge of the window talking to someone, "I have to put up with her long enough."

"How nice you are," Marcus laughed, looking eagerly from Leonor to the window where the young girl was standing, "Ah, Draco's little girlfriend. Jealous?"

"Since the first day," Leonor confirmed in an ironic tone, hoping fervently that her classmate would just keep walking, "She's .... So.... So.... lovely. I think you two would make a cute couple."

"Too late, she's so stuck on Draco, there's nothing we can do," a disinterested Marcus replied, furrowing his eyebrows the next moment and looking out the window, "Are we slowing down?"

At least it felt that way. The weather wasn't very exciting at the moment. Maybe there were problems. Even magic had its limits.