Chapter 18

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We woke up smelling like various alcohols and party stuff.

I left a note saying I was going to take a shower when I noticed clothes on the floor. "Who- LILAC IRWIN AND DRACO FLIPPING MALFOY!" I yelled, and ran off with tears streaming my face.

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I ran all the way to the regular Gryffindor common room. "Shady hippogriff," I sobbed and ran all the way in and sat in our spot. The table in the back corner near the window and three chairs would never hold anyone better than us. That and no one would sit in it. They were too afraid. Then, through the hands on my face I made out the shape of a girl with long silvery hair. "Are you okay?" She asked, sitting down in Harry's spot. "I'm okay," I breathed. "Let's go for a walk," she said and grabbed my hand.

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We were sitting on the beach of the Great Lake and I still didn't know you're name.

"Comment t'appelles-tu?" I asked her, not noticing the French laced into my voice.

"Je m'appelle Lucie," she giggled. I was shocked. "Est-ce que veux nager?" I asked. "Oui," she smiled, pulled off her clothes down to her under wear and a tank top. She dived in.

We splashed and hung out until we had to go to the castle for dinner. "Oh! My name is Hermione. Sorry, Lucie," I smiled at her, changing into one of the schools' extra uniforms. "No prob, 'Mione. By the way, I grew up in America so I'll reference a lot of songs. Yeah we'll never be royals!" She sang. "Royals," I sang in my high voice. "A soprano I see," she smiled and we giggled walking into the great hall.

I sat with Lucie for dinner. Lilac and Draco were eyeing each other and me the entire time.

"Hey, Luce? Can I spend the night in your dorm tonight? And maybe a month," I said, poking at my chicken Alfredo. Pasta night. My favorite.

"Sure," she smiled, sipping her pumpkin juice.

After the swim, she pulled her long hair into two pony tails. She looked like some sort of anime girl. When 6th years can look like that, why don't I look like that? She looks like 6 years old!

"What?" She said all serious, trying to scan my eyes. "What do you mean, 'what'?" I said. "You have been looking at me with your eyes glazed over," she said gently. "Oh! Uh... Flashback," I smiled and she went back to eating her food.

I realized that I was going to forgive Draco sometime, as I was going to have to marry him soon. Lilac? I'm not so sure.

"Hey, 'Mione? Let's go," Lucie said, looking around and getting up. "What's wrong?" I asked a followed her hurriedly. We ran all the way to the dungeons. "What the heck? Lucie!" I called out. I lost her.

Suddenly, I felt a rag on my mouth which was adorning a hand.

My last thought before I blacked out was what the- but it was too late.

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