The next day things had gotten better. Draco had finally received a letter from his father asking him to come home for the summer as he had important things to discuss as mentioned in his letter. Despite hating what the letter said he still felt relieved. Despite all the shit his dad did Draco still cared, deep down. Draco didn't respond to the letter, at least not yet. He wasn't going home that was for sure but then again he didn't have a choice. He knew that Blaise would still let him stay with him even after everything but he didn't feel like he deserved it. Any of it. Blaise was a great friend and that's something Draco hadn't been to him in a very long time.
Draco's POV
You can't just ask him if you can stay again. You already stayed for two months last year. Maybe I could ask Goyle? Maybe Crabe? No I can't crash with them again. Why does it matter. I always end up going home in the end even if it's for a week. I just really don't want to.
Draco decided not to think about it. School wasn't over yet and he would find somewhere. Although he was hopeful he still had that fear of having no other choice but to stay with his father.
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Harry woke up rather cheerful. He combed his hair and grabbed his clean uniform. Ron was still in bed lazily watching Harry tryingto put down his spiky hair.
"Someone is excited for today. Could it possibly be that we have potions today with the Slytherins?"
"Shut up. I just want to look good."
"For Malfoy." Ron said teasing.
As soon as he said it, Harry grabbed his pillow and started smacking him across his head.
Ron laughed and snatched it from Harry's hand then proceeded to hit him back.
"STOP YOUR GOING TO MESS MY HAIR."
Ron stopped and threw the pillow back to Harry's bed.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready too?"
"I think I'll skip breakfast and get some more sleep."
"Alright well I'll see you for potions class."
"Alright later mate."
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Harry was down at the Hogwarts great hall. As usual Quill was with him discussing Quidditch. Hermione was across from him reading her textbook.
"Harry we need to win against Ravenclaw next week. I'm trying to get the field for every day this week so we have a chance to practice."
The sound of it made Harry miserable. He loved Quidditch no doubt but right now he was dealing with much bigger things. There was Sirius Black who was breaking into the school trying to kill him. Finals were coming up and school was almost over which meant he had to go back with the Dursley's. The whole thought of it made him feel sick. Dudley making him feel like shit and his uncle having any excuse to punish him.
"Practice is tomorrow at six and I need you to be there."
Harry sighed but agreed.
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Potions class started. Harry partnered up with Ron and Hermione like he always did.
Everything was great. They started gathering ingredients for today's potion when Snape made Harry's group come to a stop.
"As you may have noticed if only you paid the slightest of attention that this is a two group assignment not a trio work. So one of you must work either alone or with someone from the Slytherin house."
"NOT IT." Both yelled Harry and Ron quickly.
"Oh hell no. I am not working with Pansy. She's a pain in the ass."
