Vivus armum // Drarry

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: the pastry-fied ferret

Mr. Weasley had borrowed one of the ministry's cars to get to Kings Cross Station. After everyone had piled into the car, they drove off. They were late in usual Weasley fashion, but it could be worse. The car was filled with a heavy silence in between the questions Mr. Weasley asked Harry and Hermione about muggles; now that Mrs. Weasley wasn't here he could ask all he wanted, without being scolded.

With 15 minutes till the train left, Mr. Weasley pulled the car into a parking spot and everyone hurried out of the car, eager to get to the train and away from the uncomfortable silences.

Soon after the trio, Ginny and Mr. Weasley had run trough the wall to platform nine and three quarters, Ron, Hermione and Harry had found their usual compartment and sat down. Harry stared out the window, happy to finally be away from Ginny. It hurt every time he looked at her and he couldn't stand it anymore. Ron and Hermione tried to start a conversation about quidditch, but Harry just grunted and didn't engage in the conversation, so it quickly died, seeing that Hermione didn't know that much about quidditch, other than it involved balls and Harry and Ron liked it.

Hermione pulled out a book and started reading after it had been silent for a while.

"Hey, Harry," Ron said. "I got this awesome travel chessboard for my birthday; the chess pieces don't fall off. Want to play?"

"Sure, why not," Harry answered. He didn't know why he even bothered playing against Ron, since he couldn't remember the last time he had beaten Ron, but Ron seemed to enjoy it.

Ron got out his new wizard chessboard, his pieces and handed Harry an extra set.

It didn't take long before most of Harry's pieces were destroyed. He had already lost his queen, a knight, both bishops, a castle and 4 of his pawns.

"Ron, I really don't get why you still play against me; you have absolutely no competition," Harry said after Ron's queen had destroyed another one of his pawns.

"It's not just about winning, Harry," Ron said, rolling his eyes. "I mean, it's fun to win, but it's also about having a nice time with the person you're playing."

Harry didn't answer, but instead moved his castle.

Ron then moved his queen. "Check mate."

Harry groaned. "How did I not see that?"

"I don't know mate. Maybe you just suck at chess."

"Whatever, I want a rematch."

Ron grinned and began directing his piece back to the starting positions, while Harry reparoed his pieces. His king glared at him as soon as it had gotten its head back on, and a pawn blew a raspberry at Harry.

"Ron, my pieces don't like me," Harry complained.

"They like you fine. What they don't like is getting their heads chopped off, and seeing as you're the cause for that, they take their anger out on you."

Halfway through the game, the trolley witch came around, and Harry bought a couple pumpkin pasties for them each as well as a package of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and a couple of chocolate frogs.

Harry opened a chocolate frog, but before he could catch the frog, it had jumped out and landed in the middle of the chessboard, knocking over most of the pieces. Harry made a grab for it and in the process, he knocked the rest of the chess pieces to the floor before he caught the frog. From the floor the chess pieces were complaining loudly, as well as Ron who was about to win.