WILDEST DREAM ➛ʜ.ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

005.

"Alright guys, I need to go find my friends." I said standing up from my seat.

"Ok, be careful." Harry said.

"I will." I called back as I walked out of the compartment.

I walked towards the end of the train and into the another to look for the familiar bleached hair boy.

I haven't seen him for year.

I walked to the end of a compartment when I got the small glimpse of the boy.

"Erro! G'day, mate!" I exclaimed as soon as I opened the door of the compartment and smirked.

"You are such a dork." Draco smiled but stood up and hugged me.

Yes, my friend os Draco Malfoy. *Gasp* what a surprise! Is this true? Or they are just making up? No, it's nothing! We are friends a good one.

I find Draco intresting so yeah.

So here is the thing, when we forst came to Hogwarts, Draco was so obsessed with having Harry as his friend but Harry rejected him and I would prank Draco from the fiest day onwards, we would talk time to time, or rather argue but I would win always. Hah!

Anyways, so as time goes by, we became close friends and yeah here we are again.

My brother and others friends don't like me being friends with Draco, but I don't care, Draco is nice but he is just too arrogant to show it and has a very huge attitude.

I am friends with Blasie too who turns out to be as soft as Draco is. They are literally the rolden retriever of Slytherin.

Just as my friends don't like me being friends with them, vis vers his friends don't like me. Like there is Pansy....and well just Pansy beacuse others are good to me. Pansy is just too much.

"Shut up bleached hair!" I smacked his head as we pulled away from the hug.

"Can you stop hitting me?" He whined rubbing his head.

"Never" I smirked.

"Can you two quite shouting?" I heard a high pitch voice, looking over I found Pansy in her formal dark green outfit.

"Hello Pansy. Good holiday?" I smiled.

"Shut up potter" She snarled.

"Make me." I winked.

She blinked and looked away quickly.

"Woah.. that's new." Draco said as we moved out of the compartment.

"Yeah, I know." I flipped my hair sassily.
"So, where's Zabini?"

"He's in the washroom."

"Not anymore." I looked over and smiled when I saw Blaise Zabini.

"Hey, how are you?" We hugged eachother.

"I'm good, what about you?" He asked as we pulled away.

"Same old shit." I shrugged, staring to walk through the corridors.

"I heard about your Aunt." Draco said.

"Ohh yeahh, It was really funny." I chuckled and started ti tell then the story when I was finished as we talking about the Hogsmade trip that's when I felt a the train coming to an hault and I was thrown forward with Blaise on top of me.

Then, without warning, all the lamps went out and we were plunged into total darkness.

"What's going on?" Draco asked.

"Ouch you idiot that's my foot!" I hit Blasie's head as we stood up.

"I'll be going back to my brother, you go to your friends too yea?"

"Yeah."

"Be safe."

I walked back to the compartment slowly and saw Neville standing there.

"Hey guys, it's me M-"

"Maddy?"

"Mads?"

"You alright?"

"Yes yes, I am fine, I'm coming in. Move over." I said as I carefully got in.

"I'm going to go and ask the driver what's going on," came Hermione's voice. Harry felt her pass him, heard the door slide open again, and then a thud and two loud squeals of pain.

"Who's that?"

"Who's that?"

"Ginny?"

"Hermione?"

"What are you doing?"

"I was looking for Ron --" "Come in and sit down --"

"Not here!" said Harry hurriedly. "I'm here!"

"Ouch!" said Neville.

"Quiet!" said a hoarse voice suddenly.

Professor Lupin appeared to have woken up at last. Harry could hear movements in his corner.

None of us spoke.

There was a soft, crackling noise, and a shivering light filled the compartment. Professor Lupin appeared to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired, gray face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.

"Stay where you are," he said in the same hoarse voice, and he got slowly to his feet with his handful of fire held out in front of him.

But the door slid slowly open before Lupin could reach it.

Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the shivering flames in Lupin's hand, was a cloaked figure that towered to the ceiling.

Its face was completely hidden beneath its hood.
I looked down at him and my stomach contract. There was a hand protruding from the cloak and it was glistening, grayish, slimy-looking, and scabbed,
like something dead that had decayed in water...
But it was visible only for a split second.

And then the thing beneath the hood, whatever it was, drew a long, slow,
rattling breath, as though it were trying to suck something more than air from its surroundings.

An intense cold swept over them all.
I felt my own breath catch in my chest.

I wasn't able to see anything. I felt like I was drowning in cold. There was a rushing in my ears as though of water. I was feeling like being dragged downward, the roaring growing louder.

And then, from far away, i heard screaming, terrible, terrified,
pleading screams. I wanted to help whoever it was, I tried to move my
arms, but couldn't... a thick white fog was swirling around me, inside me.

Then everything went dark