Time stilled for a moment as I turned. My heart skipped a beat when I saw an injured rabbit lying right at the edge of the forest. I furrowed my brows in confusion, because there was no one except the rabbit.
I chuckled, thinking it must be Malfoy. "Malfoy, is that you?"
Still, there was no response. "Is this supposed to be some kind of game or what?"
Yet the pit-pat of the rain and the chirping of insects were the answers I got in the cold, silent night. I rubbed my arms, as I moved slowly towards the rabbit. "It must be that naughty kid, considering how much he knew I love rabbit meat," the memories of him promising to hunt more rabbit meat for me in the future made my tensed body relax a bit.
Getting to where the rabbit was, I squatted down, adjusting my cloak to protect my neck against the cold.
