𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐦𝐞 | 𝐇.𝐏.

𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟓 - 𝟏

I reached for my wand on my bedside table, but stopped when I scanned the room. I recognized a couple of the faces in here, even if I had no idea who the woman who woke me was. I saw Professor Moody, the real one this time I assumed, Remus, who was smiling at me, and... Potter. 

Potter was in my bedroom.

I put a hand to my heart and slowed my breathing. "Someone could have knocked," was the first thing I said.

"No time to be polite when we're trying to get you out of here without getting killed," Moody growled. 

"Right, sorry," I said, like this was completely normal, getting out of my bed and stuffing my wand in my pant pocket.

"Now, this is Kingsley Shacklebolt, Elphias Doge, Emmeline Vance, and Nymphadora Tonks," Moody introduced everyone, and they all waved in turn. 

"Don't call me Nymphadora," Nymphadora replied irritatedly, her hair turning red as she did so. I stared at her with wide eyes. Then she looked at me and said, much nicer, "Just call me Tonks." I nodded hesitantly.

"You already know Remus and Potter, so let's finish with the pleasentries and get a move on," Moody declared, hitting his walking stick on the ground. 

As we followed him out, I looked to Remus for answers to the many questions I had. "How did you get past the enchantments my father put around the house?" I asked first, because it was the one I was the most concerned with.

"Alastor was an Auror for a long time," Remus answered. "He has his ways."

"And what happened to my parents? They're still in the house, aren't they?"

"Yes, they're still in the house," he assured me. "The reason you fell asleep so suddenly was because Alastor put a very powerful Sleeping Spell over the entire house. It will lift by the morning."

"And..." I began, hesitant to ask the question, because I figured I already knew the answer. "Is Draco coming with us?"

Remus's eyes softened. "No," he answered softly, and my heart dropped. "Dumbledore didn't see it fit, so we weren't instructed to take him with us. I'm sorry."

I waved my hand and said, "It's fine," but really my head hurt and I just wanted to go back to bed. I didn't even care who's bed it was or what house I was in.

When we finally got outside, Potter had only just taken his eyes off of me. Remus noticed and grinned, looking straight forward determinedly. Moody stamped his walking stick on the ground for a second time, and a broom for every person appeared in their hands. I noticed that mine was one of Draco's old ones.

"Where are we going?" I asked Potter, but Tonks overheard me.

"Don't worry," she said. "We'll explain everything at headquarters." Headquarters? Headquarters of what?

"Stay in formation, everyone," Moody commanded. "Don't break ranks if one of us is killed." Someone was in a cheery mood tonight.

We all shot into the air, and I was glad that I had secretly forced Draco to teach me a bit of flying. Obviously when Potter tried to help me in third year I didn't learn much. We quickly made our way into London, flying steadily over the River Thames. 

There was a huge boat with gorgeous lights sailing by as we continued under the bridge. Potter sent a grin to me before we parted around the front, gliding through the air on opposite sides of the ship until we accelerated into the sky again.

When we landed right in front of an apartment building that wrapped around the street, I was slapped in the face with the sudden feeling of recognition. "I've been here before..." I muttered.