- Do you have a flame of Youth Flame in you? - Narcissus sizzled into Lucius' ear. - And who are you spending it on, huh? Why is the world pole of cold in our bedroom?
- Wait, darling," Lucius whispered back through his teeth and smiled on his face. - When my plan works, I'll show you the Power of Youth that you can't walk afterward.
- Ew, how rude!
- Thank you," Lucius continued hissing through his teeth, bowing down with Augusta, "that I'm not going to compete with Weasley for the title of the biggest father in the world.
Narcissus, who caught a hint and looked down on Molly Weasley's fattened and jaded clothes, her old and worn-out clothes; she chose to shut up, but sewed something illegible under her nose.
- After you," said Draco, pointing Harry at the entrance column.
- No, after you," said Harry, who had decided he wouldn't give up on his opponent.
Everybody has already gone to the magical part of the station, only Harry and Draco are left.
- After you, - repeated Draco.
- No, only after you - Harry decided not to give up and not to concede.
After five minutes of bowing, they realized that they had to do something, otherwise they would miss the train.
- Together," Draco said.
- Together," agreed Harry.
They ran away and tried to get through the column in sync. They cracked their foreheads and flew away, fell to the floor, rubbing their foreheads and looking at the column with an expression of resentment and amazement. Then Draco jumped up and again rushed into the attack on the column, and flew away again, hitting with all his might.
- I will not lose to you, my opponent! - Harry screamed, and also cracked about the column.
- Maybe we need another plan," Draco said thoughtfully, lying on the floor rubbing a swelling bump.
Meanwhile, on platform 9 and 3/4, Lucius and Arthur clashed again. Remembering the fight at the Flourish and Blotts store, none of them was in a hurry to put their fists in motion, because Lucius then spent two days driving the black eye, and Arthur several times with a very painful cane. Therefore, the altercation was verbal and concerned work, money, the Ministry, children, competitions, birth rate, money, mind, families and hair color. Narcissus stood gracefully leaning against the Draco's trolley of things and showing a snow-white smile.
- Dear," she said to Lucius, coquettishly correcting the hat, "something is not going on.
- Oh, no! - Lucius was distracted from the altercation and turned pale, according to the color of his hair. - He stayed there with Potter! They must be fighting already!
With these words, he rushed to the column.
Dobby wanted to save the good sir and the great wizard Harry Potter from the dangers waiting in Hogwarts. But directly obstructing the master Lucius was beyond his power. Sadly hanging his ears, the housekeeper snapped his fingers when Lord Malfoy was only one step away from the wall...
- If the door's locked, you can knock it out! - Harry proclaimed.
He slipped out of place, picking up speed and hitting thousands of drills:
- Dynamic Alohomorah!
Then at full speed flew into the column and disappeared.
- Does it work? Hey, wait for me! - Draco screamed, rushing after him.
In front of the column, he jumped up and tried to repeat Harry's blow, also shouting.
- Dynamic Alohomorah!
Harry's punch broke Lucius' collarbone and threw it right on the cart and Narcissa. From the surprise, she unwittingly pushed her husband away, right underneath the Draco's column. Her leg and two ribs broke with a crunch, and Lucius Malfoy fell to the floor unconscious. Narcissus rushed to his rescue with her hands. After a brief examination and exclamation, Lucius was sent through a fireplace to St. Mungo's Hospital, and Narcissus, wiping her tears, followed him.
- Draco won," Ron Neville whispered.
- Why? - He was surprised.
- Well, he broke more of his father's bones than Harry did!
And they both giggled at each other's fists, gazing at each other.
- Ew, you bastards, just one thing on your mind! - Snorting under Hermione's nose, looking at Ron and Neville giggling.
Her hand lovingly stroked the portrait of Lockhart on the cover of the book. Yes! She now has a goal worthy of her Youthful Power!
Ginny, who was standing next to her, kept her eyes on Harry Potter. Oh, Merlin! He was even more magnificent, brighter, stronger than she had imagined!
- Okay, that's it, sorry about Mr. Malfoy, but time, time! - Molly shouted. - Load up on the train, or you'll be late for school!
When the kids were diving, and the steam train, panting, pulled the train full of schoolchildren from the station, she turned around and sighed, giving her husband an evil look.
- Ah, all these talks about the Power of Youth!
- I am late for the Ministry! - Arthur took hold of himself, rushing away.
To be continued...