all strings attached. draco malfoy.

one.

auroras point of view.

sitting on the inside of the train car, I look out the window watching the rain fall. it's sounds calming my nerves as the anxiety of the new year enters my mind.

after my parents split last year, everything changed. the family dynamic went from family dinners everyday to barely having one meal together a month. we all coped in different ways. my younger brother, blank, got himself drunk every night. my dad had made work his number one priority. my mom , well, she just got up and left. moved to an entirely different continent. I, on the other hand, went completely numb, to maybe just pushed it so far down, I didn't feel it. for me its like it never happened.

lost in my thoughts, harry slides open the cabin door slightly and pokes his head in with a huge grin on his face.

I smile slightly and wave him on in. "hello, harry. I missed you so much, how was your summer?" I say reaching over to give him a quick hug.

he pulls back and excitedly spoke "I spent the entire summer at the weasley's as you know. we had a bloody good time. george and fred played pranks on ron everyday. they just got better and better. oh! and hermione even listed for a couple of weeks before she went back to travel chins with her parents."

I feel my body stiffen at the mentions of ron's name. haven't spoken to him in a while.

harry notices and shuts up. it's silent but a good silence. not for long though.

"harry! guess what, the trolley is selling liquorice wands this year! can w pleas get some?" ron busted in excitedly, sitting next to harry.

he's ignoring me. well, I ignored him too, all summer. I pretty much stopped all communication with everyone while I was in america. I needed to find myself after losing my family, I didn't complete get that done, but I found a little of myself while I was away.

he turn to me and his smiles falters into a solemn stare. "hey.. aurora." his voice cracking slightly but not too much to notice.

I brush a strand of hair behind my ear and stare at the ground. "hey, ron. I missed you." a quick look of shook crosses his face before it's replaced with soft smile. "me too, rory."

harry's eyes darting back and forth from my face to ron's face.

only he knows what real down with ron and I last year. nothing dreadful really, just complicated. love always is.

"stop, stop, stop. you're going to take someone's eye out!" a familiar voice shrieks, from down the hall.

I stand up and peer behind the door to see a frustrated hermione granger reprimanding two year three children pointing there wands at each other angrily.

she pushes the apart and directs them to different cabins. she fixes her robe and rolls her eyes. her eyes land on me and she stiffens.

she and I had a fight last year. one we promised to never bring up or use against each other. if she keeps her deal, ill keep mine. but, I can already tell this'll be an awkward train ride until we get our friendship back to normal.

she drops the hard act and smiles at me. I wave her over to our cabin. the least I can do is attempt to make nice with her. it'll surely make this year easier than it has to.

"c'mon granger, ron and harry are already here." I say loudly to overpower the squeals, screaming, ad noises of the train.

she makes her way over and hugs me before entering and sitting beside me. she smiles at both the boys, but when she looks at ron, her eyes twinkle.

hm, I guess she still isn't over him like she says she is.

before I know it, the energy in the cabin has shifted to its normal self. we were all laughing and rambling like none of the drama in our group had even happened. the train ride's four hours making it easy to catch up on all that I had missed.

"so, did you hear malfoy's coming back?" hermione says smirking, taking bites of a cookie in between each word.

harry who doesn't have a good history with malfoy, rolls his eyes. ron pretends to gag because he also despises malfoy. "bloody hell, he should've stayed gone." ron snaps angrily.

I look up and interlace my hand with his and giving it a gentle squeeze. he looks down at our hands and smiles at me. from the corner of my eye, I can see hermione shifting uncomfortably and fidgeting with her bracelet. harry is huffing and rambling how he's going to try to avoid malfoy at all cost.

"well, well, well. look who it is, poor weasley, filthy mudblood, the boy who should've died, and a girl nobody cares about." a patronizing voice says.

we all turn our heads to the cabin door to see malfoy leaning against our door with a smirk and his two friends crabbe and goyle standing behind him like guard dogs.

"wow, you're so brilliant, malfoy. those names? top notch, except they're not. they are overused an unoriginal. try again." I say angrily, feeling my blood boil.

draco malfoy, the boy who in seconds can turn my mood from happy to pure hatred. I've heard of him. I've never been forced to converse with him. but, if I had a choice, id send him to azkban in a second.

malfoy's smirk turns into a scowl. he looks me up and down but stops at the sight at ron and i's interlaced hands.

he looks away quickly look of jealously crossing his face but then disappeared as quickly as it came. he says "I see you and weasley decided to give it a try again, huh. I guess rubbish really does belong together."

ron lets go of my hand and stands up, pulling his arm back. harry pulls his arm and pulls him back telling him to calm down, trying to make sure a fight does not escalate. hermione stares at him with admiration which is now staring to piss me off.

malfoy cackles and holds his stomach. "that's enough for me today. goodbye griffindorks."

he leans down and whispers into my ear, "if you were with me, you could have passion. but, it's your choice really." he pulls back and motions for his guard dogs to follow him as he leaves our entry way.

what in the bloody hell.

ron looks at me questioningly. "so, what did malfoy whisper to you?"

all three of them stare at me incredulously.

I clear my throat and awkwardly look out the window. "um. he said that he would get us back for what I said, I'm really sorry guys."

they groan and all stare talking at once on how to get him aback.

out of nowhere a grin appears on my face. luckily, the others are too busy to notice.

I feel butterflies. ones that I have never felt with ron. or anyone for that matter. so how did malfoy get me to feels those?

AN

hey guys!!! so this is the first chapter for this book!

I hope y'all like it and I have high hopes for this book.

I'm thinking of updating once a week, that day would y'all like for weekly updates?