Another Weasley

Chapter 15

I walk into Hogwarts after a long break at the Malfoy's. I wasn't really hungry but Draco kept insisting I go to dinner. I reluctantly said yes. After I unpacked I headed down to dinner and sat down. Food was being served as platters filled and people began chowing down.

" Zack eat something." Draco insisted.

" I'm not hungry."

" You said that last night too. You haven't eaten since yesterday lunch, even then you hardly ate. Is something wrong? You know you can talk to me if something's up."

" What makes you think that?" I ask.

" Your hair is a dark shade of blue and so are you eyes. You aren't eating and your brother is coming over." He says.

I look up and he's right. Ronald was just getting up from his chair and was scanning the table for me. My hair went scarlet and my eyes went a dark maroon. He spots me and heads over.

" How was your break Zackary?" He sneers.

" Terrific. I got to know myself a whole lot better Ronald." I snap back.

" How so?" He retorts.

I roll my eyes quite calm. Resulting in my hair changing from the scarlet Weasley hair to my Platinum color.

" Y-y-your a-a-a" he stutters.

" Ronald spit it out. Stop pulling a Quirrell. And yes I'm a Metamorphagus now shut you trap that's obviously hanging quite low and return to the Gryffindor table at once." I demand.

My hair changed into a green demanding color. He closed his mouth and ran away.

" That's the Zack I know." Draco says smiling as I begin to eat.

" I'll tell you later in the common room. Meet me downstairs at midnight." I whisper.

He nods and we continue talking to other Slytherins. I had talked to Flint about my new gear. He was interested in my vacation and new Quidditch equipment. So far we were ahead of Gryffindor by a whole lot of points. We still had to beat Hufflepuff but they're easy. Even if they have Diggory as their Seeker. Our seeker outmatches him every game. And practice. And besides that we'd probably end up sending them to the hospital wing eventually. Oh well.

I sat down next to Draco in the common room at 11:45. There was still one person in the common room, and he was asleep. But he had just woken up and was trudging up the stairs for bed.

" Ok now tell me what's wrong." Draco says.

He was staring into the fire with curiosity and worry.

" Ok, you know how my family treats me like crap?"

" Yes I do Zack." He says.

" Well its recently come to my attention that because of this, poor treatment, I've developed something." I say.

I turned and faced Draco. My hair was a light blue and my eyes were grey. I was worried.

" What sort of thing?"

" It's called depression Draco."