She was a Slytherin and he was a Gryffindor.
❝Will you stop being a bitchy tosser, Hope?❞
❝Will you get yourself a new haircut, Potter?❞
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❛❛You make my heart shake, bend, and break. But I can't turn away, and it's driving me wild, you're d...
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BLAIREHOPEKNEWWHENSUMMERHOLIDAYWASOVERWHENSHEGOTONBOARDTHEHOGWARTSEXPRESS. Not that Blaire wasn't excited to be going back to Hogwarts, she just knew this year wasn't going to be quite right. Last year wasn't a ball either; Umbridge practically took over the whole school, Hagrid had a giant for a half brother, and they fought Voldemort, also Sirius Black died. It was an eventful year, and this year wasn't going to be any different. Nothing is what it seems, at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The fatal foursome walked into the train, with their luggage in hand, as they tried to find a place to sit. Blaire already knew she was going to sit with the trio rather than her fellow Slytherin friends. To think about it, people were a bit shock to find out that the trio allowed a Slytherin to hang out with a bunch of Gryffindor's. The foursome didn't care about what people said, they enjoyed each other's company.
"So, what was Draco doing with that weird looking cabinet?" Blaire asked, as she sat next to Harry. "And who were all those people?"
"Don't you see?" Harry asked her. "It was a ceremony; an initiation."
"Stop it, Harry," Hermione barked. "I know where you're going with this."
"It happened, he's one of them," Harry trailed off.
"One of what?" Ron asked, being oblivious to his surrounds, as usual.
"Harry's under the impression Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater," Hermione explained to her red-haired friend.
"You're barking," Ron expressed. "What would You-Know-Who want with a sod like Malfoy?" He asked.
"Okay, Weasley and Granger, if you're so sure that Draco isn't a Death Eater, then what was he doing in Borgin and Burkes?" Blaire snapped. "Browsing for furniture?" The brunette sarcastically asked, rolling her eyes at the two.
"It's creepy shop. He's a creepy bloke," Ron shrugged.
"Great logic, Weasley. Really, I'm sure that took a lot of brain power to come up with," Blaire stated, rolling her eyes.
"His father is a Death Eater. It only makes sense," Harry expressed, earning a hand slap from Blaire. "See Weasley, that's logical!"
