Drarry; the last horcrux

Chapter 2

'So that means another horcrux hunt then?' Ron breaks the loaded silence after a few minutes.

Harry just told them all about the eight horcrux, at least, all he knows, which is not much.

He doesn't know who else knows about the horcrux, who has it right now or were it's hidden, what it looks like. Shorter said; he knows about as much as he knew about the other horcruxes.

'Couldn't you tell us this earlier? Or at least when we were still in the burrow?' Hermione says reproachfully.

Harry looks sheepishly at her, he could've, indeed. It just never seemed like a good time, he didn't want to ruin their summer, so here he is; telling the news on the way to hogwarts, which is clearly also not a good time.

Hermione rolls her eyes 'So what do you know? Do we have anything to build on?' She asks, leaving the issue about telling them things earlier, for now.

Harry smiles ruefully at her 'we don't; I don't know what it is, where it is or who has it.'

'So, just like the previous horcruxes.' Ron states.

'But maybe it's less strong than the other ones.' Harry says absently, half-burried in his thoughts about wether to tell, or not tell about his theory.

'Why is that?' Hermione asks.

'Zabini said Voldemort created it from me, but I wasn't dead. He was able to create it though. I already told you about Dumbledore in the white king-cross station didn't I?'

Hermione and Ron nod in unision and Hermione gestures impatiently to get on with the story.

'Well, Dumbledore told me Voldemort killed his part of my body, so, I think he created the horcrux from that part.' Harry finishes.

'So you're saying that the horcrux isn't made of a whole person?' Hermione asks incredicously
'Then the horcrux could be indeed less strong, plus the fact that he hadn't much time to protect it properly.'

'That's what i thought.'

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'Did you hear Hufflepuff has the most students now? Almost all Hufflepuffs eight years came back to hogwarts, I mean, I will literally cry if we lose from Hufflepuff this year.' the tall slytherin boy gossips.

'Hufflepuffs can't play quidditch for shit, just the same losers from last year came back, relax Blaise.' The blonde slytherin replies while blowing a tuft hair out of his eyes.

'You really need to cut your hair Draco, I like it better short.' Pansy Parkinson says when she notices it.

Draco Malfoy huffs and wrinkels his nose in disgust 'like Blaise? I pass, thank you.'

Pansy rolls her eyes 'Not that short, more like you had back in 6th year' she says.

'I shall just ignore the fact that you just insulted my beautiful coupe, but I have to agree with pansy, this half-long hair looks awful on you.' Blaise remarks and pansy snorts.

'that's another way to put it.'

'Since you insulted my hair to, I think we're now even. Fine, I will cut my hair, i was planning to do it anyway, i was just busy this summer.' Draco replies.

'With? Talking tot the press? That's exhausting indeed.' Blaise says sarcastically.

draco's expression grows serious and his eyes harden, he doesn't need words to make clear that Blaise needs to shut up soon if he enjoys living.

'Oh sorry, I forgot, your parents.'

'I didn't answer to any journalist, if you need to know.' Draco says.
'I don't even know myself why I did it, how do they expect me to explain it to them?'

'uhm, maybe you did it because Voldemort would rule the world if you didn't?' Pansy says sarcastically
'....or, because you like Potter so much.' She adds with a smirk.

'I don't, I hate the git and you know it.' Draco says with furrowed eyebrows, if looks could kill, Pansy would be dead by now.

'Alright, have an eye on another bloke than?' Pansy asks quickly to change the loaded subject.

'Pansy...' Draco groans and pansy holds her arms up in the air in defense.

'Okay, calm your tits!'