Honeys face was pressed against the cold frosted window of the early fall, the train slightly shakes now and then. The wind was not the nicest around the start of school.
The lights in the train were brighter than usual. It's caused by the dark-blue clouds covering the sun.
The sound of walking from students outside the compartment and compartment doors opening and now and then caused honey not to get as nice of a nap.
Yesterday, before getting in the train was a bad tick day. Getting the news that an old "friend" of Remus broke out from Azkaban kinda scared him. made him stressed out even more then what he already was.
The cold window was comforting in a way, but uncomfortable for his neck, back and shoulder. Gladly this day was not to bad of a tick day. Only a few whistles and vocal tics every so often.
Honey heard someone enter the compartment where him and his friend were, he kinda shrugged it off and fell back to a light sleep. Still hearing what goes on around him but to exhausted to do anything.
The shuffling that was heard around the. Bigger compartment was made by Draco moving one of his little minions away from honey so he could sit beside him.
The excuse he had was " he's tired and he wants an actual friend of his to sit beside him" which was not to far off from the truth but still not the whole truth.
The truth was that Draco wanted to sit beside honey, he knew that goyle and crab made him feel uncomfortable at times. Even more so when they ask questions about his Tourette's nonstop., and when they make a big mess eating.
Draco and honey liked things clean and proper.
A hand fell upon Honeys shoulder, waking him up from whatever state he was in. Slowly lifting his head, trying to open his eyes but couldn't fully due to the bright light above him. Shining the dim off-white light into his eyes.
He could make out 4 faces and body's, but he only focused on the hand on his shoulder that connected to his best friend and longterm crush. The blond and the number 1 Harry Potter hater. Draco malfoy.
Honey was glad that it was Draco. I stead of waking up fully he put his head on Draco shoulder. Knowing that it would be fine with him.
"So Draco, how was your summer" the voice from Blaise Zabini filled the stuffed air.
"It was fine, other then that lunatic breaking out from Azkaban" Draco layed eyes on his friend. Blaise quietly chucked.
" I had a good summer as well, my mum took me and my dad to Paris. It was good w-" Pansys rambling was stopped by a big jolt from the train making it stop. Lights from the train shutting off. And the sound of honey hitting the ground.
"Ow, shit" Draco took honey by the arm and helped him but. Seeing the small specks of dirt on his soft hand, also a little cut that was dripping blood. Slowly. Honey had the thought of just brushing the dirt of his hand and wanting to lick the blood of. The taste of the blood, filled honey with calmness but with desire.
He shock that off when he focused on the voice infront of him.
"Are you okay?" The blond boy asked.
"Yes, yes I am. Just a fall" Draco brushed off the dirt from the fall. A small napkin and a bandaid fell into his lap. The napkin came from Blaise.
"I always carry a bandaid. I always hurt my self too." Blaise Zabini said to him. Honey had a good relationship with Blaise.
Honey met him at a ball when they were younger, introduced by honeys father to Blaise's mom. Honey always admired Blaise's mother, the way all of her husbands have gone missing 1 Year after they have gotten married. No wonder why they are so rich and wealthy.
Honeys hand was patched up, goyle and crab was complaining about the lights out, Pansy was freaking out. Blaise was reading
The sound of scream echoed the hallways of the dark train scared everyone. What was going on out there? Honey thought. Getting up from his seat to look out only to meet face to face with dementor.
The way the boney skinny face looked, the way the black sheer cloaked dripped over its floating body. It was fucking frighting.
Honey was frozen. No thought in sight.
Everyone else was frozen too.
The atmosphere was still, it felt like nothing was alive. It felt like everything was laying on the ground dead. Stone cold dead.
The dementor got close to honeys face. The glasses of the back haired boy fogged up with frost.
All of a sudden a blue bright light came from the right of him. The patronus charm.
Honey was still frozen, the light flickered back on. But everything was still.
The voice of an middle aged man came from the side of him.
"Are you alright?"
It was an old friend. The old wolf.
Remus lupin.
