Red Lion [2] // Harry Potter// Draco Malfoy

Going Home.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Going Home.

We didn't party that evening.

As a house, we went down to the Hufflepuff Common room and lit a blue and yellow candle at the door next to the yellow and silver candle left by Slytherin house.

Leaving the door untouched, we head back to our common room where most of us sat around the cold flame fires or read in the corner.

The clock on the wall chimed ten o'clock, the train was leaving in two hours. Hugging the team, I ran upstairs where Drizella had just woken up. Hadleigh was running around picking up the last little things, her green cardigan now sitting at the end of her bed. A House elf apparated in, left my father's guitar on the spare bed then left.
I sat on my bed, scratching behind Drizella's ears waiting for Hadleigh to stop running around like a man woman. With a nod, Hadleigh stood in the middle with her Ravenclaw robes over her shoulders; a small bag with spare clothes inside and her trunk's handle in her hand.
"Ready?" I asked.
She nodded," Yes, I think so."
"Do you want to check again?" I offered.
Hadleigh gave me a look," No."

"Wingardium Leviosa," I whispered, pointing my wand at the luggage.
With my second bag and guitar bag on my shoulder, Drizella led the way as we walked our trunks down the stairs to the common room.
In the middle, Adrian and the rest of his seventh-year class were taking moving photos together in funny poses.

The common room door was wide open as the house slowly left the common room, at the bottom of the stairs Flitwick stood in the usual place with his clipboard.
"See you, next year Professor." Isabelle smiled as she caught up with us.
Our professor smile," Yes, have a wonderful summer."

Walking with us, Isabelle smiled at Drizella as my dog pressed her nose into her hand.
Near the front door, I felt someone jump onto my back.
"Hello, Stranger."
Groaning under the weight, Isabelle and Hadleigh stood to the side in hysterics as my knees almost gave out.
"Blaise, get off me." I groaned, holding my arms out to the side.
"Nope, walk peasant."
Pursing my lips, I straighten my back as much as I could till Blaise fell to the floor.
"Walk yourself," I smirked, looking at Blaise on the floor.
"You are a cruel women Celyn Longbottom." He muttered, brushing down his overly expensive shirt.
I nodded," Yeah, there was a reason I was a hat staller."

"Oh hi, Celine," Pansy smirked as she strolled up to us with Millicent Bulstrode and Daphne Greengrass.
Rolling my eyes," It's Celyn, Pronounce K-E-L-Y-N"
"And I don't care." She smirked, looking at my friends next to me" Mudblood, half-breed."
Stepping forwards, I felt a hand on my arm as Hadleigh pulled me into her side.
"Come on, Cels." Hadleigh forced a smile," We said we could meet Neville on the train, remember?"
"Yeah," I answered, not looking anywhere but Pansy.

Hadleigh pushed me into one of the empty carriages, Isabelle sat next to me as Drizella sat in the middle of the three of us.
"Merlin she is the most pompous, Plug-Ugly, maggot who deserves to be –"
"Celyn!" Isabelle exclaimed," We get it."
I looked between them," She shouldn't talk to you guys like that."
"Let's be frank, if you weren't friends with Zabini and Malfoy, she would talk to you like she does to us." Hadleigh pointed out.
"Doesn't means its right." I sighed.
Isabelle shrugged," there are always people like her and one day they will get what's truly coming to them."

From the front of the carriage I could've sworn I could see a wing stretching; however, I dropped the idea when three Hufflepuff girls climbed into the carriage, Hannah Abbot, Susan Bones and Megan Jones.
The air felt a little heavier once they got in, Isabelle smiled at the three of them and the returned it. From that second it didn't feel as awkward as the carriage pulled off from the school and over the stone bridge.