Chapter 7

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The next day I refused to talk to George, even though he tried to talk to me, refused to even look in his direction, because I was sure if I did he'd see the feelings I have for him. The more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that I've had these feelings towards him for a long time, I just refused to believe that's what they were. So, today I was forced to sit alone at lunch, because for some odd reason Rosalie was absent, and watch as Fred and George talk in whispers and glance over at me from time to time. Grumbling I ate my lunch quickly and stood up to took off for the library, I had gotten a note from Hermione that they needed to talk to me, that it was important. Getting to the library I saw the three of them standing around conversing, upon seeing me they stopped and motioned for me to quickly get over there. I rolled my eyes before walking over to them and asking, "What is it guys? What did you find out or see or whatever?" Harry motioned for me to sit down, so I did and arched a brow. Harry sighed and relayed what happened last night, it seemed that the little Malfoy boy was spying on us and followed them down to Hagrid's hut where he then ran and told McGonagall where they were. So naturally, they got detention and that detention was going into the dark forest with Hagrid and trying to find out what was killing unicorns. Did I mention Draco got detention too, because that is hilarious. Anyway, they were split off into groups, Harry, Draco, and Fang was one and Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid was the other one. Splitting up, which I thought was a horrible idea anyway, the ventured further into the forest until Harry and Draco came across this being drinking the blood of a dead unicorn. The thing turned towards Harry and Draco and tried to attack them, but a centaur came and scared it off. The centaur told Harry that you-know-who was the one drinking the unicorn blood, then hinted that you-know-who was the one that was after the Philosopher's Stone. But as Hermione pointed out, and I quite agree with her, Dumbledore is the one thing that Voldemort fears, and as long as he's around Harry will be safe.

Months had passed now without anything happening, before any of us knew it, it was time for end of the year exams. George and Fred and I haven't talked either so there was that stuff I'd have to deal with later.. Probably next year. I haven't even really talked to Harry and the others, we nod and wave at each other in the halls, but since nothing else has been found we haven't found a reason to meet up. But, I figured that since we just finished our end of year exams I'd hang out with them. I had been sitting outside waiting for the three of them to finish their last exam. An hour passed before they finally came into view, so I stood and walked over to them, "Hey guys! What's up? How were your exams?" Hermione shrugged, "They weren't that hard. I rather enjoyed them." Ron shuddered, "Pure torture.", I laughed before looking over to Harry, who was now holding his forehead in pain, "You alright there Harry?", Harry looked up at me, "My scar keeps hurting." Hermione shrugged, "It's happened before." "Yeah, but not like this." Ron laid a hand on Harry's shoulder, "Maybe you should go visit the nurse?" Harry shook his head, "I think it's a warning. It means danger's coming. Uhh!", Harry stopped to rub his scar, he looked down across the field at Hagrid's hut and exclaimed, "Oh. Of course!" Without telling us he took of for the hut. Quickly we followed after him, "What is it?", Hermione asked. Harry slowed to a walk, "Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger shows up and just happens to have one?", we slowly approached Hagrid who was playing some sort of tune on his flute, "I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pockets? Why didn't I see it before?", Harry continued to us before turning to Hagrid and asking, "Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg? What did he look like?", by now I was confused, I knew nothing of a dragon which meant it was something that happened the night I went to see Dumbledore. Hagrid stopped playing his flute and looked at the four of us, "I don't know. I never saw his face. He kept his hood up." Harry rubbed his face, "The stranger, though, you and he must have talked." Hagrid shrugged, "Well, he wanted to know what sort of creatures I looked after. I told him. I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem."" Harry squinted and pressed on, "And did he seem interested in Fluffy?" Hagrid smiled, "Well, of course he was interested in Fluffy! How often do you come across a three headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him. I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him. Take Fluffy, for example, just play him a bit of music and he falls straight to sleep."" With that being said we all four stopped and stared, as Hagrid sighed, "I shouldn't have told you that.", Looking between the four of us we all nodded and turned, running back up to the castle as Hagrid called after us, "Where are you going!? Wait!", but we were already out of earshot.

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