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      Even the depicting train full of students that scare me half to death don't bring down my mood. I'm finally away from home.

Summer is over.

Some people here might be sad summer is over. I on the other hand, have been counting down the days until we go back.

And now it's zero.

I'm finally back.

The amount of days that was left during the whole summer had relaxed me throughout all of it. For some people sixty days may seem threatening, scary even.

It was all I had this summer.

It went from sixty days left to forty, to twenty. Those days and the time ticking kept me sane. Sane from my father and the fact my muggle friends have grown out of each other. I wish I could say they went by fast, but they didn't. It kept me sane as I turned the pages in the forest alone pretending I was normal or when I stood holding my door locked from my father.

It was all I had.

It's funny because as soon as I'm back at school it seems as if I'm just counting again to go back home. Not that I'm excited to see father. It's only to get away from the stupid Slytherin's.

"Merlin why is it so cold in here" I shudder sitting down with Hermonie, Ron, and Harry. Harry looks distracted staring out the window.

Ron had his legs thrown over Hermonie's and was glaring at her cat, Crookshanks. "Hermonie must you take it everywhere we go?"

"Ronald. We. Are. Going. To. School. Why would I not take her with." She stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world while Ron rolled his eyes.

I hauled my stuff up above and motion Harry to scoot over so I can sit at the window, when he eventually stubbornly does so.

"Oh hi guys it's not like I haven't seen you in 3 months?" I say while sitting down and throwing my legs over Harry's mimicking Ron.

Harry shifts to the side even with the innocent touch. Sending me back to last year.

He keeps his finger on my ankle and looks up at me, waiting for a reaction. His eyes are daring, as if he's finally figured out a plan that's sure to keep us alive, and I know exactly what he's thinking about.

We had agreed we weren't going to sleep together anymore last year. But I as I see those same eyes that would stare down at me, he could be having second thoughts.

Finishing the look, he curls his lip, smirks, and laughs to Ron squirming by Crookshanks.

Hermonie laughs bringing me back to reality, "No, we thought you were just going to sit with Slytherin's this year." She giggles sarcastically while gesturing her hands down the hall.

Ron mumbles, "Hi." And immediately goes back to glaring at Crookshanks.

Harry looked down at my legs on top of his and laughed, "Do I look like Ron to you?" As he started unlacing my Docs and tying them together. He does so carefully, as I almost avoid his eye contact, trying to block any more flashbacks of him and I alone last year. Which is hard because his hand brushes every so often against my bare legs.

"And why would I sit with them, Mione? They hate me." I trailed my finger over the icy window making a smiley face, and then wiping it, to see the beautiful mountains and forests after forests. "You guys are my only friends remember, I'm not a bloody pure-blood," I add not taking my eyes away from the window.

A warm feeling pits into my stomach making me smile, finally back.

Hermonie laughed and pushed a frizzy piece of hair behind her ear, "Ron, do you want some chocolate frogs? Y/n and I are hungry." She almost throws her legs off of him, standing with Crookshanks. She's obviously annoyed with his glares.

I look up, standing up to take off my robe to get my money in the secret pocket I sewed in year 2.

"Of course I'm bloody hungry, Monie" He snaps, but greatfully smiles as she doesn't react.

We walk out of the compartment fast, with Hermione almost speeding away.

"Are you ok? What happened with Ron and-"

"He's mad because before getting onto the train Crookshanks tripped him. He's embarrassed, and it's quite frankly irritating." She huffs, finally slowing down for me to catch up.

As we get closer to the Slytherin area I hold my breath. I could really go for not getting harassed by Goyle this year.

"L/n, sit with us."

Speak of the fucking devil.

Hermione pulls me ahead, but another hand pulls at my wrist the opposite way. I fall backwards and the same hands catch me. As soon as I smell the expensive cologne, I gasp in horror realizing who caught me.

Draco does the same, and stands me up. He wipes his clothes down as if muggle blood was on them.

He looks me up and down and clenches his jawline. "Could your skirt be any fucking shorter?"

I pull the hem lower, remembering standing in front of the mirror earlier wondering if my legs will always look like this. Kerry always says fake it till you make it. I miss her, but the summer is already over. Her school year has already started.

"Yes, actually it can." Hermione spits at him, she pulls at me to move ahead but my feet stay in the same place. She shakes her head giving up. I've told them I need to stick up for myself now. They can't be with my everywhere just to pull me away.

"What are going to do if it is shorter? Cry to daddy?" I say tilting my head higher.

Just as he did to me.

"You heard Goyle, sit with us." He raises an eyebrow ignoring my comment.

In the compartment Pansy sits smirking next to Theodore Nott and Adrian Pucey. Blaise Zabini sits with his jaw clenched acting as if nothing has even happened. Theodore doesn't acknowledge Draco or I standing outside. He sits staring at Pansy until she notices.

"You enforce orders from him now? I thought it was the other way around... I guess money can only buy you so much power until you fuck it up."

His eyes rolls and I wish he could just walk away, but even as much as I know I could just walk away myself. I don't.

"Then take the order from me, and sit with us before we take it back."

He managed to body shame me within seconds. I'm not even going to consider the fact of sitting with him and his 'friends' that really just might be afraid him. Maybe I should've let Hermione pull me away.

"No thank you, I would rather keep my breakfast down today." I turn away.

Goyle yells, "As if she already didn't puke it up. Look at her."

I tell myself not to look back but I look anyways. Goyle sits cracking his knuckles. Blaise looks up staring at Goyle bewildered, before muttering something that makes Goyle's eyes widen and his eyes fall to the ground.

"Goyle, do me a favor and shut the fuck up." Draco says with his voice low before entering the compartment and closing the door. Oh please as if he wasn't just commenting on my body not even five minutes ago, how repulsive.

I breath in slowly. Hermione is oblivious and smiles at me as I approach her. Next to Hermione and Luna stand a younger Ravenclaw, Gavin Stiffle. He examines me, and then looks back to the Slytherin's, and chuckles silently.  He looks maybe 14, with a scruffy hair cut.

Luna turns her attention back to him and his face changes immediately, almost the exact opposite look, dark and bored. Not light and airy, unlike Luna.

Hermione finally pulls us away from Luna, dragging me with. Looking behind me, I meet eyes with Draco again through the compartment and glare. God, I didn't even get to get my choclate frogs.