The Odd One Out: YEAR FIVE. {draco x reader}

Chapter Three

Your POV:

The Weasleys plus Harry Hermione Draco and I were on our way to Hogwarts. As we walked through the station, flanked by Moody and Tonks they were acting as a sort of guarding party. I felt a cold moist object touch my bare leg and I flinched. I pulled my trolley to a stop as I saw a shaggy black dog, that could have only been my father. "Padfoot!" Moody growled as he limped through the station, "are you barking mad? You'll blow the entire operation!"

Molly took my trolley and Arthur took Harry's as the two of us followed the dog into a deserted room. As soon as I shut the door he turned back into his usual self. "Dad? What are you doing here? If anyone sees you-" he turned, "I had to see the two of you off." I grinned before hugging him tightly. Harry then did the same. "What's life without a little risk?" He asked and I shrugged, "boring." He smiled and winked, "I knew you would understand."

He sat in a chair and Harry and I sat on either side of him. "Well, neither of us want to see you shut up in Azkaban again!" Harry protested. "Oh don't you worry about me. Anyway," he reached into his pocket and pulled out an old tattered photo. "I wanted the both of you to have this, as I understand...you Giggles love photography?"  I nodded as I took the picture, Harry joined me and leaned over to examine it.

I looked down at the photo and my eyes began to water immediately. "It's the original Order of the Phoenix." He began to point at the people in the photo. He told me that most of the people died after this was taken and it upseted me. But I couldn't stop staring at my parents. My dad looked younger and less sullen, he had smile lines etched in his face. His arm was around a short but curvey woman with long straight blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. She was smiling and as the picture moved she kissed my dad's cheek.

My dad tapped my leg, "it's been fourteen years and not a day goes by that I don't miss your mother and your parents." He said to Harry. "D-do you really think there is going to be a war Sirius?" Harry asked and I looked at him expectantly. He gave a small nod, "it feels like it did before." Harry nodded and dad leaned back. "Anyways, I suppose you're the young ones now." I smiled and we bid Sirius farewell.

Harry and I walked through the crowd to reach the train and I froze as I saw, as clear as day, Voldemort standing in the midst of the crowd. Nobody seemed to notice that he was there. Fear pulsed through my body and my scar began to burn like mad. I gasped as I shot my hand to it Harry wrinkled his face in discomfort. I watched as Voldemort rolled his neck, I blinked and suddenly he was gone.

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We were one of the last few people off the train, I walked next to Ron and Draco my expression serious and angry. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt angry, it happened as soon as I boarded the train. My jaw was clenched as Draco took my bag gently from my shoulder.

"Im surprised the ministry is still letting you walk free Black!" I heard Blaise call out. I kept my eyes forward as I walked my boots falling heavily on the ground. I walked ahead of the group and Blaise joined my side, "better enjoy it why you can! I suspect there is a cell in Azkaban with your name on it." He got in my face as he said this and I lunged towards his causing him to jump back as I felt someone grab my arms.

"See what did I tell you!" Blaise called, "complete nutter!" I struggled against Ron's grasp, "just stay away from me!" "He's Lucius' little tool." Draco said through gritted teeth. "What did you expect?" I roughly pulled myself from Ron and made my way towards the carriages. The group didn't bombard me as I approached Neville who was waiting for the carriage as well.

"Hello Crystal." He was holding a moving cactus and I felt my anger disappear. It's hard to be rude towards Neville, he's just too kind and innocent. "Hello Neville." The rest of the group approached and I felt a hand slip into mine, but cautiously. When I gripped Draco's hand back, I heard a small sigh of relief and I turned around as I heard the carriage approach.