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If Ever The Truth	By : isathiel Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was snowing lightly as Harry and Ron sat in The Three Broomsticks, butterbeer in front of them.
"Nothing like a butterbeer to warm you up," Ron said, drinking his in one go.
"Agreed," Harry said, following Ron's example.
He and Ron were sitting in The Broomsticks, while Aini and Hermione were looking at the shops. Even though the weather was now freezing, as it was nearing Christmas, a lot of students had still chosen to visit Hogsmeade.
"Look at all those people outside," Harry said. "It's cold out there."
"Yes, well," Ron replied, as Hermione and Aini walked past the window. "We always knew those two didn't have any sense."
"Come now, Ron," Harry said. "Who helped you with the Potions homework we all received?"
"True," Ron replied. "You know, Snape hasn't said anything about that Potions homework."
"Maybe he's in Christmas spirit," Harry suggested.
"Yeah. Right. He'd be about as spirited as a Dementor," Ron said. He was about to change the topic, when Madam Rosmerta came over.

"How are you, Ron? Harry?" she asked, placing two more foaming Butterbeers on the table in front of them.
"Nice and warm," Ron replied, and looked out the window. "As opposed to being out there."
"It's a part of Christmas," Harry said, as he accepted the Butterbeer.
"Don't remind me. It's about three weeks away, isn't it?" Madam Rosmerta asked.
"Before Christmas, there's exams to worry about," Harry replied.
"For some. I bet Aini and Hermione will sail right through them," Ron said.
"Well, we haven't failed yet, have we?" Harry asked, and smiled.
"True," Ron replied. "I hope it stays that way."
"You'll be fine," Madam Rosmerta said, looking up as the door to The Three Broomsticks opened once again. It was Hermione and Aini. They made their way over. Hermione slid onto the bench next to Harry, but Aini was hugged by Madam Rosmerta.
"How are you, my child?" Madam Rosmerta asked. She looked towards Hermione.
"I'm well," Hermione answered. "A little cold."
"Well, then it's another round of Butterbeers, in that case," Madam Rosmerta said. She kissed Ain thn the cheek, then returned to the bar.

"So, what did you get?" Harry asked, noticing the box that sat on the table in front of Hermione.
"Nothing important," Hermione replied. Her face went slightly red.
"Now I'm intrigued," Harry said, looking closer at the box.
"So am I," Ron added.
"It's nothing," Hermione said, and she removed the box from view, placing it into Aini's bag.
"But it must—"
Ron didn't finish his sentence. The door to the Three Broomsticks had just opened, and Mr Malfoy had just walked in. He looked around, then settled for a table in the corner close to the bar. He was alone.
"Well," Ron began. "Looks like we'll be witnessing Mr Malfoy's drinking habits first hand."

"Not if I tell him to leave,"
Madam Rosmerta had returned with the Butterbeers, and overheard Ron's comment.
"Dad said he's in here a lot," Ron replied.
"Not since the start of term," Madam Rosmerta replied. "Maybe he's found another way to spend his time."
Madam Rosmerta jumped out of the way as Aini spit out a mouthful of Butterbeer. Madam Rosmerta waved her wand, and cleaned it up.
"Speaking of which, I'd better go and serve him his mulled mead," Madam Rosmerta said, somewhat reluctantly. Madam Rosmerta crossed the room to where Lucius was sitting.
"Your usual, I presume?" Madam Rosmerta said shortly.
"Yes," Lucius replied, looking past her. "And I want her to bring it to me."
He was looking at Aini. Madam Rosmerta followed his gaze. She looked back at Lucius, her eyes narrowing.
"I don't want you going near her," Madam Rosmerta warned. "I remember what you were like at school."
"Really?" Lucius asked, some of his usual sneer returning to his voice.
"You're not worth the time," Madam Rosmerta said, and strode away. Upon her return, she slammed the mug down in front of Lucius.
"You wish I had time for you," Lucius said icily. "I would never stoop to your level, you—"
But he never finished the sentence. He looked past Madam Rosmerta, to see Aini standing there. He looked down at his drink. Madam Rosmerta turned.

"Come on, Aini," Madam Rosmerta said, leading her away from Lucius without so much as a backward glance. Aini looked towards the ground, wondering if Madam Rosmerta had worked it out. But, she didn't. Instead, she embraced Aini.
"Take care of yourself, Aini," she said, then returned to the bar without another word. Aini glanced briefly at Lucius, who was still looking down. Suddenly, Aini longed to be outside in the cold. All of a sudden, it had got very hot inside. Aini pushed open the door. She shivered slightly, but she didn't mind.
Aini walked towards the Shrieking Shack, until she was out of view of anyone in the streets of Hogsmeade. She reached an abandoned house, and noticed an old bench on the front porch. She climbed the stairs slowly, then lay down on the bench.
The snow still fell, and it was gradually falling heavier. Aini pulled her robes around her, trying to ignore the cold. She didn't know why she wanted to be alone; all she knew was that she wanted to be.
A tear trickled slowly down her face. It landed on the splintered wood of the bench, leaving a small stain. Wiping away the tear that followed, she looked out over the snow. She closed her eyes, imagining Mr Malfoy's arms around her, remembering how it felt. She'd never known what it was like to be held by someone, but now that she knew, she wished that it would happen again. She had always quietly envied Hermione, although she had never said that to anyone. Sometimes, all she wanted was for someone to notice exactly what she wanted. But, at the same time, those feelings were hidden in a part of her she never let anyone see.

Opening her eyes, she saw that darkness was now slowly falling. She thought about going back to the castle, but also in her thoughts was the idea of staying where she was. She decided to stay. Her tears stopped, and within seconds a wave of anger had washed over her. She'd had enough of always doing what others expected. She pulled her robes around her, and closed her eyes. It took her a little while for her to fall asleep, but soon enough, it happened.
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