CHAPTER 26
"Sleep with the fishes."
"The game is called ‘Go Fish’ Malfoy."
"Whatever,"Draco said with a glare in Harry's direction. Cards fell out of Neville’s hands.
"Not again!"Neville cried bending over to pick them up.Draco snickered pocketing his wand. Ron shook his head looking at Neville in pity.Hermione shot Draco a disapproving look. Harry smiled slightly trying not to laugh. Harry’s anger for Draco had subsided after the course of a week, and Harry jinxing Draco’s watch to sing when ever Draco went to the bathroom had helped Harry's mood. At the moment the watch was sitting in the corner of the room broken into pieces. Trevor still hadn’t been found and Draco refused to sleep in his room unless Harry and Neville did a thorough search of the room each night to make sure the toad was not anywhere near him, which proved to be very difficult to poor Neville who still wasn't allowed on Draco’s side. Despite the fact that they were in the middle of a war (granted a war most of the wizarding world had little knowledge of, but still a war) things had been very peaceful so far. In Draco's opinion things were quite boring.
"You know what? I quit,"Draco said dropping his cards and heading for the door.
"Your just a sore *****,"Hermione taunted. Draco ignored her and walked out of the room, looking for someone to bother. A look of disgust filled his face as he walked into the next room to discover Tonks and Lupin kissing.
"Ew!"Draco said. Tonks and Lupin pulled away both blushing furiously. Draco stared at the two.
"You should knock,"Tonks said quietly.
"To go into the dining room?"Draco demanded. Tonks went more red.
"Maybe you should get a private room,"Draco said rolling his silver blue eyes. Draco left the room quickly walking down the hall, he could hear yelling.
"MUDBLOODS AND BLOOD TRAITORS TRESPASSING ON THE HOME OF BLACK-"
"Shut up you old bint!"yelled Fred Weasley loudly standing in front of the portrait with his wand out. George was holding a sharpie marker.
"I told you it was a bad idea,"George told his brother shaking his head.
"I thought it was brilliant,"Fred said with a grin. Before Fred silenced the painting by putting the curtain over it Draco saw a mustache drawn by one of the twins on the late Mrs.Black's face. A smile tugged at his lips. Chuckling Fred and George turned meeting Draco's stony gaze.
"Malfoy,"said George coldly.
"Weasley,"Draco replied sounding colder, making George's tone sound sunny. Fred and George gave him disgusted looks and walked down the hall leaving Draco alone in the empty hall. Not that Draco minded. He knew he wasn't trusted by the order and that most if not everyone in the order disliked him. He noticed how when he walked into rooms an uncomfortable silence would fall over the room like a thick blanket. He noticed the stares he got when people thought he wasn't looking. At dinner he noticed how people avoided sitting near him, except Neville. Neville was the only one who didn't have a problem with him, and it annoyed him. Draco sat under the portrait of Mrs.Black, scowling his blonde hair falling in his face.
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