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"But—she was.....she's all I have left!" I looked around and two more Death eaters spotted us.

"Get behind me." I urged (Y/n). Without question she got behind me and I held out my wand and as they charged toward us I called out, "Stupefy!" which sent one Death eater flying backwards but then I felt a shock to my hand which sent my wand flying towards the second Death eater's hand. She sneered at me but then a voice exclaimed.

"Petrificus Totalus!" the female Death eater soon went stiff and fell to the ground. I turned and saw that it was (Y/n) who had casted the curse. I ran over and took my wand back from the witch and told her.

"Come on. We can't stay here." She took one last look at her sister. I knew she was hesitant to leave her but if she remained here, she'd be a sitting duck. "Your sister would want you safe (Y/n)." she turned to me and nodded before taking my hand and we raced out of the hallway.

Together the two of us worked together to fend off the oncoming Death Eaters, but one Death eater used an Inferno spell which burnt (Y/n)'s arm pretty bad. I shielded her from the next oncoming Inferno attack but the heat of the flames was almost too strong for me to hold back. That's when a wave of water came and extinguished the flames and the Death Eater was flown backwards till his back hit a column and he collapsed dead.

We turned and there stood Professor McGonagall.

"Professor."

"Harry, Ms. (L/n) are you both alright?"

"I am, (Y/n) however got burnt on her arm." She walked up to us and she examined (Y/n)'s arm. She let out a painful hiss and the Professor said.

"I'll take care of her from here Potter."

"Thank you Professor." Just as I was about to leave, I felt a hand grab the sleeve of my shirt and I saw that it was (Y/n).

"Thank you, Harry Potter." I smiled down at her and nodded to her. She released my sleeve and I ran off to finally end this once and for all.

I walked over to her just as the healer cleared her off and moved onto the next student that needed medical treatment. I sat down beside her and asked her.

"How are you doing (Y/n)?"

"Shaky but—alive." She softly scoffed. "But at what cost? My sister's dead. She was the only family I had left. Now the ministry will probably put me in the Magic for Orphans facility, and with me almost being a teenager, no one will want me."

I was probably the only one who knew what she must be going through. Even though we were orphaned in different circumstances, we still lost our loved ones to Voldemort. Now I must be crazy because I had no clear idea of what to do next but what I did know was that I couldn't leave (Y/n) alone anymore.

"What if—" I started off by saying. "What if you...had someone to look after you?"

"But, but Harry I—I have no other living relatives. It's always just been me and my sister since our parents died three years ago at the Quidditch world cup."

"I know, but what if there was someone who wanted to help you out. Give you a home so that you wouldn't have to suffer any potential abuse or neglect."

"And just who would that person be?" I sighed softly before telling her.

"You're looking at him." Her eyes softly widened before she let out a soft gasp.

"But-but why? I mean no offense Harry but.....why would you want to help me out?"

"Let's just say, from one orphan to another I know how lonely it can be. I had no clue about the magic world till I was just your age, and though I may not know how the Ministry of Magic deals with orphaned wizards, I do know a thing or two about living in terrible conditions. I lived practically my whole childhood in a tiny hall closet in my aunt and uncle's place. And I wouldn't want you to potentially go through that type of abuse in a stranger's home."