Chapter twelve

                                    

                                          
Harry's POV
𝓡on and I walked over to the Slytherin table where Malfoy was sitting alone and considering that he was the only one sitting there. 
"Hey, Malfoy." I said which got his attention. He looked up and gave me and Ron a small smile. 
A genuine smile, no sneer or anything. This was extremely shocking because before that moment, I don't think that I had ever seen him ever smile genuinely. Then as soon as he looked into my eyes was when his smile faltered and he looked at me with a blank look on his face. "What is it, Potter?"
"Um, I just wanted to say thank you. She's my sister and even though I kind of—hate you. I appreciate what you did for her. Merlin knows what could have happened." I said to him. 
"It's alright, really." He muttered. 
"And also thank you for the apology." I said. 
"It really wasn't anything. I was wrong and I think that I needed to say something." He admitted to me. 
I elbowed Ron in the rib and edging him to say something. 
"What? Oh—er—Thanks for the apology, I guess." Ron muttered as he scratched the back of his neck. 
Malfoy just nodded his head. I held out my hand for him to shake. 
"Truce?" I asked him. 
"Truce." He said as he shook my hand. Ron reluctantly shook Malfoy's hand and we walked back to the Gryffindor table. 
"Did you do it?" Violet asked. 
"Yes, I did. There's something different about him. Definitely. Did you spell him or something?" I asked her. 
"No. I didn't spell him." Violet laughed. 
"I still think that he's a slimy git but I admit that he's gotten better." said Ron. 
"Okay. So now that you guys are friends, he is going to be hanging out with us no matter what you say. Hermione and I have already figured it out. No complaints." Violet said. 
"When did we say that we were friends with Malfoy? All I said was that I don't hate him as much as I usually do." I said to her.
"But—"
"No buts, Ronald." Hermione scolded Ron. 
"I don't—"
"Ron," Violet said to him warningly.
"Fine." Ron grumbled. 
"Relax, Ron. He actually pretty nice now. Plus, because of the incident', Gryffindor doesn't hate him. Well at least as much as usual. Word spreads around pretty quickly in Hogwarts." Hermione said. 
"How were the rest of classes today?" Violet said. "Good stuff or bad stuff first?" Ron asked her. 
"Doesn't matter." She answered. 
"Well, Blaise Zabini got scratched by a Hippogriff." I said. 
"Did he insult it?" she asked me. 
We nodded. 
"Hopefully, the Hippogriff hit him so hard that it knocked some sense into him." She said. "I found out that I was a witch a month ago and even I know that if you insult a hippogriff that bad things will happen..."
"Do you guys know what happened to Nott?"
"I do. During Potions, McGonagall dragged Nott into the classroom and whispered something into Professor Snape's ear. After she was done whispering, she grabbed him by the hood of his robes and then dragged him right out of the classroom." Ginny said as she joined our conversation.