Harry Potter - Fanfiction

Year 6 - Draco's Detour

"Wonder where his mummy is?" Harry says frowning.

"Given her the slip by the looks of it," says Ron.

"Just leave him alone already," I answer with irritation.

"You didn't hear how he was towards us all in Madam Malkins' shop earlier. Why do you still defend that arrogant –," retorts Harry.

"Does your boyfriend know you're cheating on him with my brother?" Ron says with disgust.

"For heaven's sake he isn't my boyfriend! And maybe if you knew him like I do, you'd understand why I still defend him!" I bite back.

"Guys, I think you're forgetting the main question here. Why?" asks Hermione.

"What, like why is Nyx snogging my brother?" Ron glares at me with equal disgust.

"What we do is none of your business, like I have told you a thousand times," I threaten.

"They my brothers," he defends.

"Still none of your business what your older brothers do," I scorn.

"No!" yelps Hermione. "You guys are acting like a bunch of children! I mean why has he given his mother the slip?" she explains with frustration.

Harry says nothing, but glances around. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny are bending over the Pygmy Puffs. Mr. Weasley is delightedly examining a pack of Muggle marked playing cards. Fred and George are both helping customers.

"Get under here, quick," says Harry, pulling his Invisibility Cloak out of his bag.

"Oh – I don't know, Harry," says Hermione, looking uncertainly towards Mrs. Weasley.

"Come on!" says Ron.

She hesitates a second longer, then ducks under the cloak with Harry and Ron.

"You won't tell anybody about this, will you?" Harry asks me.

"I want to know what he is up to just as much as you because I haven't heard from him this whole holiday," I defend.

"Don't be ridiculous, Harry, of course she won't, Nyx has every right to know what he is up to as well," says Hermione, taking me by surprise.

"What?" Ron says out loud.

"Shh," Harry quietens Ron. "Are you getting under here or not?"

I didn't expect Harry to agree, although I'm sure he cannot wait to find the opportunity to throw it in my face that he was always right about Draco, which I think is the reason why he has agreed so quickly.

"I'll never fit under there with you three, I'll walk beside you it's fine. I've been seen walking these alleyways every day already and it's fine if he spots me. It's you three that he'll be worried about," I respond.

"Why not use your Animagus, like Sirius always did," suggests Hermione without really thinking of the matter. And I swear I could see Harry take a sharp intake of breath.

Seeing that I never had chance to show her and none of them really saw me in the Department of Mysteries, they don't know the full size of my wolf.

"I can't, I'm twice the size that Sirius was, I'll end up drawing unnecessary attention," I reply, shaking my head. "It's okay, I go and buy lunch for us around this time every day in any case. So, stop worrying, just stick close to me."

Nobody notices as the three slip under the Cloak; they are all too interested in Fred and George's products.

Walking through the door I manage to slip away from Hagrid, which is standing outside the shop looking at all the passers-by, before he can spot me. "He was going in that direction," murmurs Harry as quietly as possible.