ALLURING || D.M.

Chapter 28

A big horn whistled, the Hogwarts train was leaving soon. Though that didn't trouble the Slytherin clan, already settled in their cart. Lilianne sat twirling the pearl bracelet in her wrist as the girl beside her adjusted just about a million pillows to sleep the trip off.

It was just her luck Pansy Parkinson arrived when the only available seat was next to her. So with the slight disturbance of the girl who tried her best to take as much space from her as possible, the little brunette integrated in the game of exploding snap they were all playing. She vividly remembered how merely a few minutes after she got her clothes back on Daphne and Blaise arrived to free them three days ago.

She looked back at the swift movement in which Draco took hold of his friend, pulling his wrist behind him, with a serious voice he demanded to have his wand back, and he departed after giving her a sly wink.

'It didn't work?' Daphne had asked, the girl hid her blush the best, choosing to continue the blond's game. 'You really shouldn't have done that' She said to them, taking her wand from the table and leaving as well.

What relieved her was to know they were on good terms again, and what arose tingles were the looks he'd been giving her since this morning. Surely he wouldn't do anything there, surrounded by all their friends, including those who were not let in on their secret.

An hour went by as the game finished, and the air quietened. If any spoke it was lowly because most were sleeping or reading. Not Phelps, who was pretending to read a history book, but more times than not his eyes focused on the Lestrange girl. He'd not said anything to her the whole week, but he'd been watching, and confabulating with Eleonora to find her alleged boyfriend.

Now he was suspicious of Zabini, his informant told him she'd gone missing for a good two hours when he asked for her. But the wizard was blatantly snoring on the cart window, not anywhere near close to the witch. Sometime later Theodore rose from his seat, "Well this has been fun" the boy pressed the creases of his shirt, "But, I have some people to see".

"Don't make the train shake too much" Draco joked, Nott just smirked. "I'll try Malfoy, I'll try" Swiftly he moved past his friends and opened the door, just then the blond boy stood. "Actually Nott, I'll take my leave as well" He walked, looking pointedly at the brunette.

She got the message, her cheeks blushing a little as she moved her hair nicely. She waited, just a bit, "I have... um to go to the restroom" the girl whispered, to those awake and moved towards the door. Just as fast, Warren rose, taking her wrist, "Where are you going?" his voice was anxious.

"I just said I was going to the restroom" She replied a tad bothered, he still didn't let go of her. "I'll walk you" He offered nervously, but she just frowned with her nerves raising. "I can walk for myself Warren" She said decidedly, the boy searched for another excuse. "I know, it's just..." He began.

She forced her hand towards her, "Excuse me" she said, actually leaving. She heard the door open again after she began walking, if it was Warren she'd be mad. Alas she chose not to turn back, she headed for the loo to not look ridiculous just standing there, also she sensed by her cart door there was someone watching.

She opened the little door, washing her hands. Where am I supposed to go? He didn't say anything, he just looked at her with that penetrating grey stare of his. She left the enclosed space, her eyes looking around. The long hall was empty, it seemed weird looking through all the little windows. Well, what do I do? She was going to have to go back, he was nowhere to be seen.

Very slowly she walked, one foot in front of the other, discreetly gazing at her surroundings. And completely fast and sudden a hand grasped hers and pulled her into another cart. She gasped as she looked up at two grey orbs looking down as strong hands held her waist. "You took your time" He muttered, moving his head sideways. "I didn't know where you were" She excused herself in a whisper, she was not about to tell him the stuff Warren pulled. I'd be like calling for a fight.