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༺ 63 - hints of jealousy.

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| HINTS OF JEALOUSY |
"Do you know who that was?"

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IT WAS NOT LONG UNTIL it was time to return to Hogwarts, Alora and Harry had spent most of the weeks pondering on Draco's visit to Knockturn Alley. Alora had never seen him so pleased with himself as he walked out of Borgin and Burkes. Though, it seemed neither Ron or Hermione were as interested in the topic.

"Yes, we've already agreed it was fishy, you two," Hermione nodded, almost irritably. She sat on the window-sill beside Alora with her feet up on a cardboard box whilst looking through her copy of Advanced Rune Translation. "But haven't we agreed there could be a lot of explanations?"

"Maybe he's broken his Hand of Glory," Ron drew ambiguously, as he attempted to straighten his broomstick's bent tail twigs. "Remember that shrivelled-up arm Malfoy had?"

"But what about when he said 'Don't forget to keep that one safe'?" Harry had already asked so many times it was almost uncountable. "That sounded to me like Borgin's got another one of the broken objects, and Malfoy wants both."

"Sounds plausible," Alora shrugged, taking a quick look at Hermione's book before knitting her eyebrows together once she realised she had no clue what any of it meant. "He always wants something more, as if he hasn't already had everything handed to him."

Ron tilted his head and nodded fairly.

"Don't you think Malfoy'd like revenge?" Harry said abruptly.

Ron looked up with a confused expression. "Malfoy, revenge? What can he do about it?"

"That's my point, I don't know!" Harry threw his arms up. "But he's up to something and I think we should take it seriously. His father's a Death Eater and—"

Harry paused and redirected his vison to the window behind Alora and Hermione, whom looked at each other as Harry gazed with his mouth open. They did not realise that an alarming thought had just sprung into his mind.

"Harry?" Hermione asked warily. "What's wrong?"

"Your scar's not hurting again, is it?" Ron questioned anxiously.

"He's a Death Eater," Harry drew slowly. "He's replaced his father as a Death Eater!"

It was such an absurd thought that in almost every way it didn't seem believable. Even Alora questioned it for a moment and wondered if Harry had thought too far, but, upon another glance she realised it may have not been so ludicrous after all.

There was a silence until Ron burst out with laughter.

"Malfoy? He's sixteen, Harry! You think You-Know-Who would let Malfoy join?"

"It seems very unlikely, Harry," Hermione shook her head hesitantly. "What makes you think—?"

"In Madam Malkin's. She didn't touch him, but he yelled and jerked his arm from her when she went to roll up his sleeve. It was his left arm. He's been branded by the Dark Mark."