Begin Again (George Weasley/Draco Malfoy)

Thirty-Five.

Tonks did end up taking my dad back in. I was just glad that it didn't take him 13 years this time to realize his mistake. I couldn't wait to be a big sister, I was very excited. Like last year, my mum allowed me to stay with Fred and George before I left for school.
   
George took me to King's Cross Station the next morning. Mum was there too because it's my last year and she wanted to see me off. She cried while we hugged and George put my trunk into the compartment for me.
   
"You be safe," she says through sobs as we hug.
   
"I will," I assure her.
   
"I love you," she says next.
   
"I love you, too," I tell her, giving her a light squeeze.
   
We hug a moment longer before we let go of each other. Then it's time for me to say goodbye to George. He picks me up and spins around, squeezing me tight. It makes me giggle. We hug like this for a good moment, and he says, "I'm going to miss you so much."
   
"I'm going to miss you, too," I tell him. "So much."
   
He kissed me then, before putting me back on the ground and we shared a normal hug before I left to enter the train. I was going to miss him so much. I already did just walking onto the train without him.
   
I saw Ginny. She was sitting with Neville and Luna. I waved and got a wave back. They seemed deep in conversation. I made my way to the Prefects Carriage. It felt so empty without Ron and Hermione here. Draco and Pansy were here, unlike last year, and it was odd to me. You can't just decide when you want to be a prefect. You either are or you aren't, but oh well.
   
I had to lead the speech, but I ended up letting Ernie take over. It was more his thing anyway. After the meeting, I headed to find my friends in the compartment we share. They were all excited to see me again. I told them all about my summer, how George and I got back together and all of that. They were all very happy to hear that George and I were back together.
   
I was finishing up my story when the train started stopping on its own. Once the train was at a full stop, two large Death Eaters entered the train and started searching every compartment. When they got to our compartment and saw us girls all sitting together, I couldn't hold my tongue.
   
"You're wasting your time, Harry Potter isn't on the train." I say, acidly, not caring about my tone.
   
They smirk at us before closing the door.
   
Once they had searched the train and not found what they were looking for, they left us alone and we continued on the train to school.
   
School wasn't like it used to be. It was dark and cold and it wasn't the Hogwarts that I've known for the last seven years. I didn't like it at all. Snape gave his speech as headmaster. The other students didn't know what I did. Only a few of us did. It was so hard to sit here and act like I didn't know the truth. It was awful.
   
He introduced the Carrow twins, Amycus and Alecto, as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies Professors. I knew who they were. They were Death Eaters. Of course Snape hired Death Eaters to teach us. Why wouldn't he? Mum was not going to be happy about this when she found out. I knew that.
   
That night, after we were sent to bed I was sent a message from Professor Sprout that I was needed in the Headmasters office. I was surprised at this. What did Snape want with me? She took me to the office and said the password that opened the door to the staircase. I passed Draco on my way up, he was on his way down. We shared a look at each other and kept walking.
   
"You wanted to see me Headmaster?" I say as I enter his office. Snape was sitting at the desk. Dumbledore's portrait was right behind him. He was asleep in his chair.
   
"Yes, have a seat, Miss Fawley," he says, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.
   
I take it, but I don't want to.
   
I knew why he asked me here, I wasn't stupid. Before he can even start asking me anything I start. "I don't know where Harry is, if that's what you're wondering. Even if I did I wouldn't tell you."
   
"I believe you," he says, nodding, "if you did know anything you'd be off with Potter and his friends. I have my ways of knowing where they are. I was more curious about your boyfriend."
   
I was confused, but then again I wasn't.
   
"George is fine, lost his left ear thanks to you, but otherwise he's fine."
   
"Thank you for sharing that with me," he says.
   
I couldn't take it anymore. Being in the presence of Snape like this made me feel sick after everything he's done recently. He was the worst. The absolute worst. I've been thinking a lot about the night George lost his ear, and it was now time that I tested my theory out and find out if I was correct or not, even though I'm sure that I am indeed correct.
   
"You knew that wasn't the real Harry, right? You went after George because my dad was the one that was with him, didn't you?"

"What are you insinuating?" He asks. I could tell he didn't like where I was going with this.
   
"James and Sirius are dead, and Peter is on your side. The only one left to finish off is my dad. You thought you had him, didn't you?"
   
He doesn't say anything, so I just keep going.
   
"You're pathetic for holding onto a twenty-something year long grudge because they made fun of you as kids. That's what kids do. They're mean and spiteful because they don't know any better. You're an adult, you'd think you'd know better by now."
   
"I will not be spoken to that way, Miss Fawley." He says, his tone harsh.
   
"I don't care. You killed Dumbledore. I don't care who you are. You nearly killed my boyfriend, and you tried to kill my dad, all out of spite. It's just sad. You're a monster and a coward and I don't have any respect for you."
   
"You've just earned yourself detention, Miss Fawley."
   
I scoff. "I don't care."
   
"You should watch yourself, Miss Fawley, or you might see that new title of yours taken back."
   
"I'm shaking in my boots," I say, obviously not scared.
   
I didn't care about being Head Girl. I liked the privilege and I was honored I was chosen, but I wouldn't be torn up if I had to give it up. Snape deserved every once of the sass I was giving him.
   
I lean forward a bit, "You're not the first Headmaster of this school I've mouthed off too, ask Umbridge. And I'll do it again if you provoke me. I'm not scared of you."
   
"That will be all, Miss Fawley, you will be notified when your detention is set up. Goodnight."

I didn't say goodnight back. I got up and headed towards the stairs. When I reached the corridor I saw that Draco was waiting for me. This entire time he was waiting for me. I ignore him and keep walking. He follows me.
   
"Adelaide. Please slow down," he says, his tone is desperate.
   
"I don't want to talk to you." I say keeping my eyes forward.
   
"Adelaide, please," he begs.
   
"I know not getting what you want is a forgein concept to you, Draco, but I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone."
   
"Please," he begs again, this time grabbing my hand forcing me to stop walking. I have no choice but to look at him.
   
Through my teeth I say, "Draco. Let go of me right now or I swear to God I will scream at the top of my lungs."
   
Get let's go of my hand then, and he says, "You confuse me. Last year you broke up with your boyfriend because you still wanted to be with me, and now you don't want anything to do with me."
   
"I've moved on," I say, keeping my tone hard. "You had a choice and you chose wrong. You tried to kill Dumbledore. You let Death Eaters in and let them ransack the school. You are no better than your father, and I don't want anything to do with Death Eaters or Death Eater supporters."
   
I can tell he's nearly on the verge of tears when he says, "He was going to kill me if I didn't do what he said. I was chosen."
   
I scoff. "He picked you so he could kill you, you idiot. He knew you didn't have it in you to kill Dumbledore. The only reason your still here is because Snape stepped in for you. He knew you wouldn't do it. The person that I knew first year would be so disappointed in you now. He didn't want this life. He wanted to be better than his father, instead you turned into him."
   
I knew I struck a chord with him, and I was happy that I did. He needed to hear it.
   
"I know when I've said this in the past I didn't truly mean it, but this time I do. Leave. Me. Alone. Draco. I'm back with George, and I truly love him. I'm not going to let you come between us again. I never want to speak to you ever again. Stay far away from me."
   
I turn then and head back to Hufflepuff Basement. He didn't try to stop me again. He just let me go. Probably in more ways than one.

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Here's part 35

She's scary when she's mad. But they both deserved to hear it.

-Emily Winchester.