Cave In [Drarry]

Jag bevakar stenhårt! Du är skitbra på att skriva!!

bevakar

alltså förlåt att jag inte skrivit ;o;

Har varit sjuk och det har varit mycke med skolan och sånt så jag har typ inte orkat?? A/W, kommer antagligen skriva ett nytt kapitel imorgon

har faktiskt jobbat på ett jättelänge, men det blev typ asdåligt o så

det kommer vara harry på kings cross

inga mer spoilers tho

btw förlåt att det är så mkt grammatikfel och förkortningar och också att jag typ använder den här tråden som en blogg, men jaja

älskar er, mina kära små fem bevakare♥

det gör inget, känn ingen press på att skriva c: ♥

Super mugglis fantastiskt!!!!
* Bevakar * ♥

Så sjukt grymt! Bevakar!

DETTA KAPITEL ÄR TILL Piggelinisen FÖR ATT DU GAV MIG ETT PEPPTALK

Chapter 2
Your name is Harry Potter, and today is the first time you are going to be alone on the Hogwarts express. Ron and Hermione are prefects, so they'll have to patrol the train. You asked Ginny if she wanted to sit with you, but she'd smirked and winked and said she already had a date. Neville and the rest of the boys had sat in a full compartment, and you didn't want to just sit with some random kid. So alone it is. Alone, with nothing at all to do. Well, you guess you could read a book or something, but you didn't account for this to happen, so you didn't bring something with a story. Just boring old textbooks. And you are really not in the mood for those right now. To be honest, you kind of wish you had one of Dudleys MP3s to at least, have something to listen to. But you guess you were out of luck. To be honest, this train ride wasn't the first unlycky thing that happened to you this summer. Not at all, actually. This whole last half year had been really fucking shitty, to be honest.

First of all, the tournament still gives you nightmares. Nightmares about Cedric, about the Death Eaters, and about Voldemort. You wake up screaming almost every night, cold sweat dripping down your forehead, heart pounding in your chest. You still get anxiety attacks about it, breaking down and crying in the middle of the day, back against the bathroom door . But that isn't even all. Everyone has been treating you like complete shit this summer, treating you like some kind of broken, lesser being, not telling you things, or not even bloody talking to you at all. And not to even mention that fucking trial. Yeah, you used a spell in front of a muggle. So. Fucking. What?! He already knew you were magic, god darn it! And you were protecting him! And what do you get for that? A bloody trial. Like, you know you should be thankful you didn't get expelled, but seriously? A trial wasn't even neccesary in the first place!

You guess you just feel like some kind of misunderstood teenager. To be honest, that's probably what you are.

You look up just in time to see someone opening up the door and looking in. And of course, it's the last person in the world you want to see right now. Draco Malfoy. Draco fucking Malfoy with his white blonde, slick back hair, and those sharp, gray, almond-shaped fucking annoying eyes that you do not want to look at right now. And he isn't even saying anything. He's just.. Standing there, staring at you. "What the hell do you want, Malfoy?" You snap and glare at him. And he doesn't answer. He just looks down, biting his bottom lip, and then, he just closes the door. Wait. Malfoy didn't... Snap back at you? Didn't cast a spell at you, didn't even say anything about your dead parents or something?
He couldn't have been afraid of doing it, because, you were, as mentioned, completely alone in this compartment. No Hermione, no Ron, no one. So he couldn't have been. But even if he was, he would have closed the door immediatly, right?

Your name is Harry Potter, and right now, you are very confused.


JA HÄR FÅR NI MER OMG JAG ÄR INTE LAT LÄNGRE YAY
Hoppas det dög, fick inte till sista halvan så bra men vafan
Förlåt att harry svär så mycket btw, men jag känner att han är generellt frustrerad i femman så

ja

omg det där var skitbra




well you're not wrong

OH MY GOD

... litterärt mästervärk

OH MY GOD

PAulina Black omg ;w; tacktacktack umg

kid ahah thx

well thats gr8 then
its great that im right