A littler preview to chapter 2 that I’m working on with padded edge!
“Well, look who is is." Speak of the devil. Draco pulled open our compartment door with his 2 goons behind his shoulders. Silence fell between Harry, Ron, and Hermione. He scanned the group, a millisecond twitch in his gaze when we locked eyes. I knew his thoughts for the moments glance "what the hell are you doing with these 3?!" I would have some explaining to do. But of course now wasn't the time. Again, no one knew we were so close behind closed doors. As of now, we put on our best show of loathing for the group. He turned to the others and spoke in his lazy drawl, "Potty and Weasel." He nodded to Harry and Ron. "I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer Weasley. Did your mother die of shock?"
Should be posted within the next week ✌
