Y/N POV
Hermione and I shot up from the bed as we heard someone screaming in agony. We ran out of my dorm and toward Harry's room, where we heard the yelling from.
"What's wrong with him?" Neville asked Ron as we entered the room. Harry was freaking out, but this scared me. His eyes shot open and they were white, pure white.
"Get McGonagall!" Ron yelled. "Go!"
"I'll get Mum and Lana," I said as I teleported to the Ravenclaw Tower, woke up Lana and Luna and teleported back, while Neville got Mum and Grandma. Harry was still seizing in his bed and was screaming in an inhuman way.
"Harry!" Ron yelled. "Harry!" Harry's eyes turned back to normal, but he clutched his scar and rolled off the bed.
"Potter!" Grandma said to him and gave her candle to Neville. She brought her hand to his skin, but Harry yelled again as if it burnt his skin and he vomited, causing both Mum and McGonagall to draw their wands if anything else happened. Suddenly, Harry stopped seizing and fell to the ground.
Mum went to make the vomit vanish while Grandma was kneeling next to Harry. "Wake up, Potter," She said. "Wake up. Please."
Harry's eyes shot open again and sat up. "Mr. Weasley's been attacked!" He said.
"You dreamed this, Potter?" Grandma asked, concerned.
"No, I saw it happen!" Harry said as Mum comforted him. "I...I was there..."
"You're sure this happened, Potter?"
"Yes! We've got to do something or he will die!"
Grandma looked at us. "We're going to see the headmaster, Weasley, Granger, Lovegoods, you'd best come too."
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We arrived at Dumbledore's office, where he, Newt and Tina were standing. "Professor McGonagall, and Harry," Dumbledore said. "What can I do for you?"
"Well, Potter has had some kind of nightmare," Grandma said.
"It wasn't a nightmare!" Harry retorted. "Well, I was asleep, but it wasn't a normal dream. It was...well, real. I saw, well, -- Mr. Weasley has been attacked by a giant snake."
Newt looked up at Tina and back to Dumbledore. "Wait..." Newt said. "Was this snake called, 'Nagani'?"
"Yeah..." Harry said as Lana and I looked at him. "How did you know?"
"Nagani isn't just any snake," Tina said. "She's a Maledictus. She was a human before her blood curse took over."
"She must have finally turned into a snake," Newt said.
"And how do you know that?" I asked.
"Because she was involved in the war against your grandfather," Tina said. "It's absolutely terrible if she's a snake now under You-Know-Who."
"Is Arthur seriously injured?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes!" Harry said.
Dumbledore turned around at the portraits of the previous headmasters, two of which being Everard and Dilys.
"You were listening, Everard?" Dumbledore asked one of the portraits.
"Naturally," Everard's portrait said.
"Raise the alarm," Dumbledore commanded. "We must make sure Arthur is found by the right people." Everard and Dilys nodded and moved out of their frames, not to return moments later.
"Fawkes, we need a warning," Dumbledore looked at his phoenix that saved me three years ago. Fawkes vanished in a blast of fire as the portraits returned.
"What news?" Dumbledore asked.
"I shouted until someone came," Everard said. "They carried him up seconds ago. He doesn't look good. Covered in blood..."
"They have just apparated into St. Mungos." Dilys added. "He looks really bad."
Dumbledore called for the rest of the Weasleys to be awoken as he turned to consult the portrait of Phineas Nigellus Black.
"Phineas," Dumbledore said. "I need you to visit your other portrait. Tell Sirius what happened and that we are coming to stay for a while." After a bit of complaining, Phineas gave in and went to Grimmauld Place.
"Are we going back to Grimmauld Place, Dumbledore?" I asked him as the other Weasleys were awoken.
"Yes," He responded. "You both, along with Miss Granger, Miss Lovegood, Mr. Wealsey, and Mr. Potter should get your things ready. I will prepare a Portkey."
We all were dismissed to go and pack our things. Hermione and I went back to our dorm, woke up Snuffles, and packed our things.
"Do you think Mr. Weasley is going to be okay?" Hermione asked as she finished packing. "After hearing about Nagini..."
"I'm sure he will, 'Mione," I said as I quickly kissed her. "He's a tough man."
"Yeah, you're right," She said. "I should leave a note for Anne, she's gonna be worried if she can't find us."
"Oh, I think so too, Love," I said as I took her hand. "You really like her, don't you?"
"Yeah," She said with a smile. "She's kind, caring and really sweet. I can give her the address, right?"
"I think so," I said as she smiled back. "I like her too. She's a little bundle of joy. You ready?" I said as I finished packing.
"Yep," She said as Ron and Harry were standing outside and the four of us, plus the rest of the Weasleys, Luna and Lana went back to Dumbledore's office to travel to Grimmauld Place.
Lana POV
We travelled to Grimmuald place after the attack on Mr. Weasley. As we arrived, Dumbledore disapparated already. "We've got to go to St. Mungo's," Ginny said to Sirius, who was awake and greeted us as we arrived.
"No, you can't," Sirius said.
"We can go where we please," George retorted.
"We can't go yet!" Sirius said. "It would look too suspicious if you lot showed up 15 minutes after Arthur arrives because Harry's been seeing visions of things happening hundreds of miles from Hogwarts."
"That's our father out there dying!" George yelled.
"I can't let you leave," Sirius said. "I'm sorry." He held his wand closely at his side, but loosely.
"You don't even care!" Fred yelled. "You wouldn't even understand!"
Sirius coldly glared at Fred. "I was part of the first Order. I lost my best friends to You-Know-Who." He looked at Harry, Y/N and I.
"They're all I have left of them. Believe me, I don't want Arthur to die." He said. "But there are things worth dying for!"
Fred and George looked at each other after looking into Sirius's eyes. They sat down in the stairs as Fred stared at the wall and George put his head in his hands. Ginny sat down and weep softly as Ron put his arm around her. Hermione and Y/N let them be on their own and went into one of the rooms to unpack and go to bed. After a while, I went to get to bed too. I hope they're not hurting a lot.
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The next day, I woke up early to find Fred and Ginny asleep. Everyone else must have gone to bed. It was really quiet, I must have been the first person awake. Suddenly, Mrs. Weasley came in through the front door, waking up Ginny and Fred.
"Mum!" Ginny said as Y/N came into the room as he cleaned his glasses with his shirt, but he accidentally walked into the wall in front of him.
"Crap..." He said as he rubbed his head. "My vision's so damn blurry without my glasses."
Hermione came after him and hugged him. "Oh, be more careful next time, Love," She said to him as she kissed him, took his glasses and put them on his head carefully.
"Thanks, Love," Y/N said, a little embarrassed that he walked into a wall blindly. The Weasleys came and hugged their mother as Harry came into the hall.
"Your father's alive," Mrs. Weasley said as everyone smiled. "He's going to make it." Harry left the kitchen as Sirius followed him to talk to his godson and our godbrother. A little while later, we made our way to St. Mungo's Hospital with Moody and Tonks. But for some weird reason, we were in front of a rundown store where Tonks moved to the mannequin in the window.
"We're here to see Arthur Weasley," She said as the mannequin turned her finger. Tonks stepped through the glass as we followed her into a reception area. Nearly all the workers wore white robes with a symbol of a wand and a bone on it, it looked a little similar to the coats that Monica and Wendell wore.
"This way, come on!" Mrs. Weasley said to us as we entered the room where Mr. Weasley laid in his bed.
Mr. Weasley smiled as he saw his wife and his children. "Hello, everyone."
(A/N: Now I just realized something... Molly and Arthur are gonna have loads of grandchildren! Ginny and Harry, Lana and Ron, Y/N and Hermione all having kids in the later years, at least 8 grandchildren from those 3 couples, 3 from 'Hinny', 2 from 'Rana' and 3 from Lovegood-Granger.)
"How are you, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked him with a kiss following her question.
"I am absolutely fine," He said. "If they could take the bandages off, I'd walk out of here in a jiffy."
"Mr. Weasley," Y/N said politely. "You were attacked by a snake. I don't think you should take them off, take it from me. I had a Basilisk fang in my arm before and I literally died for a few minutes."
Hermione shivered for a bit. "Please don't remind me of that, Love," She whispered to him. "It still kind of scares me, even when I wrote that letter."
"Sorry, Love," He said as he squeezed her hand. "I'm not going anywhere."
"How come they have taken them off yet?" Fred asked him.
"Oh, I started bleeding like mad," He said. "The snake had some strange poison in it. Keeps the wounds open. But they'll find a cure, don't you doubt."
"What were you doing when it happened, Dad?" George pestered as Mr. Weasley adopted a serious look.
"That's my own business," He said in a stern voice.
"You were guarding it, weren't you?" Fred said. "This weapon thing!"
"That's enough!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Moody and Tonks are outside, Arthur. They'd like a word." She looked at us. "All of you, out, if you please."
"Harry, stay a moment," Mr. Weasley said as we all exited.
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After a while, Harry came out of the room and joined us as we walked through the hall.
"Hullo," A familiar voice said to us as we turned around, finding a familiar face that was slightly bald. He was carrying a book in his hands with the title reading, "Who am I?"
And it was none other than Gilderoy Lockhart himself.
"Professor Lockhart?" Hermione asked as the man looked puzzled at her. Since he lost his memories, he doesn't remember how Hermione reacted when he was about to wake Y/N after that Quidditch accident.
"Professor?" He asked. "Me? Did I really? Well, I expect I was hopeless at it!"
"He's not wrong," Ron said as Harry and Y/N agreed with him.
Lockhart then pressed his hands together and rubbed them. "Now, I'll expect all of you will be wanting my autograph?" He asked.
Before he could, A healer came around and took him away. "He keep wandering off, handing out autographs, don't you know?" The healer said. "It's a good sign towards recovering his memory, the poor dear."
As the Healer took him away to the long term resident ward, we heard another voice through the hall.
"Come along, Neville," A elder woman said to Neville as her clothing looked very familiar.
"Hey, Neville!" Ron shouted and waved as Neville turned red. The woman, who I'm assuming to be Augusta Longbottom, Neville's grandmother, turned to us. "Friends of yours, Neville?" she asked as she came closer. "Ah, yes, Harry Potter. Good to meet you, finally as well as Y/N Lovegood and Lana Lovegood. And a Weasley." She then turned to Hermione, who was still holding Y/N's hand.
"And you must be Miss Granger, Mr. Lovegood's girlfriend," Mrs. Longbottom said. "Neville's mentioned you." She turned back to Neville. "You haven't told them?"
"Told us what?" Harry asked curiously as Mrs. Longbottom looked back at us and cleared her throat. "Neville's dear parents were tortured into insanity by You-Know-Who before he disappeared. Aurors, you know, very well respected."
Behind them, a woman came out of the room and towards Neville. She gently opened her hand and handed Neville a candy wrapper. "Another one, Alice?" Mrs. Longbottom said to her. "All right, come on, Neville." Neville was still staring at his mother as she smiled at him and went back into the room.
"Thanks, Mum," Neville croaked and he smiled weakly as he left with his grandmother and we watched him walk away.
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Harry POV
A couple weeks passed and we stayed at Grimmauld Place for Winter Break. I still feel at fault for Mr. Weasley, who had returned better than ever as he claimed, but I still felt that burden on me.
"Are you all right, Harry dear?" Addison said. "You look like you're going to be sick. Is everything okay, sweetheart?"
I didn't answer, but I didn't want her to worry about me. She just became my godmother, I didn't want to put more burdens on anyone. I went upstairs, shut myself in my bedroom and began to pack my trunk.
"Running away, are we?" The cool voice of Phineas spoke to me in the portrait.
"I have to."
"You know," Phineas beckoned me. "I thought Gryffindors had to be brave."
"I won't hurt anybody else."
"I see. You are running away out of nobility." Phineas spoke once more. "You know, that's why I hated teaching. Young people always think they know what's best, as if no one else could possibly understand things better."
I got up and opened a window, leaning out to check anyway into London. "I've brought a message from Dumbledore."
I turned around and looked at the portrait. "What is it?" I asked.
"Dumbledore says, 'Stay where you are.'."
I grew angrier. "That's it?" I asked. "Stay here while the grown-ups sort things out?"
"When in all your life," Phineas spoke. "Has listening to Dumbledore ever led you into trouble? Whatever his reason, he has your best interests at heart, Potter." he moved out of the portrait as I threw a book at him.
"FINE! GO!" I yelled. "AND TELL DUMBLEDORE THANKS FOR NOTHING!" I flipped my trunk on my bed and sat down on it as someone walked in my room. "Get out!" I yelled.
"No." She said confidently.
"Ginny, I'm dangerous," I said. "You can't be around me."
"Did you forget that I've been possessed by You-Know-Who?" She said. "Or that Y/N and Lana have been classified as dangerous by the Ministry?"
I fell silent. "I forgot."
"Lucky you," Ginny said as she sat down. "Anyway, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Can you remember everything you've done this year? There aren't any blank spots in your memory?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Then You-Know-Who has never possessed you," She said. "I don't know what's going on with you right now, but possession's not one of them. And you're not dangerous. Think of Y/N and Lana, they aren't dangerous. People think that because of them being related to Grindelwald, but they're only like that when people they care about are being threatened. And Y/N and Hermione are in love with each other! Hermione loves him regardless of anything. None of you are dangerous."
She smiled at me and I smiled back. "Thanks, Ginny," I mumbled.
"Don't mention it," she said as she patted me on the back.
Later in the day, I decided to grab something to eat from the fridge. "Harry, have you seen Kreacher?" Sirius asked as he entered. "I haven't seen him for days now."
"Haven't seen him," I said as I looked at him.
"Oh, well," He said. "Maybe he's crawled up into the air ducts and died... mustn't get my hopes up though."
A door was opened rather roughly as Professor Snape came in. "Potter, excellent," He sneered. "I'd like a word." He walked to the table and sat down.
"Sit, Potter."
"You know," Sirius beckoned. "I don't like people giving orders in my house."
"How unfortunate for you. Now kindly get out. My instructions from Dumbledore are to talk with Potter alone."
"I'm his godfather. I think I'll stay."
Snape looked furiously at Sirius. "Very well, then," Snape said. "I know how you like to pretend you're useful." He then turned to me. "It is the Headmaster's wish that I teach you Occlumency, Potter."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Occlumency," Snape scoffed. "It is an ancient form of magic that allows you to defend your mind from external intrusion. We begin at 6 o' clock Monday, Potter. The Lovegoods will be learning from Mr and Mrs. Scamander. And unlike Sirius here, I don't have unlimited leisure time."
"Just a second here, Snape," Sirius said as he stood up. "If I hear that you're using this to give Harry a hard time, you'll have me to answer to."
"How touching," Snape said. "Yet Potter is incredibly like his father. Criticism simply bounces off of him."
"I've warned you, Snivellus," Sirius scowled as he shoved Snape into the wall. "Dumbledore may think you've reformed, but I know better..."
"Touch me one more time, Black," Snape scowled back. "And you won't touch anything again."
Hermione POV
A couple of weeks later, we returned to Hogwarts and I couldn't wait to get back and see Anne again. We traveled back with Floo powder since Y/N and Lana had some on them. Harry, Ron, Y/N, the Weasleys and I went first to get to the Gryffindor Common Room, while Luna and Lana went after us to get to the Ravenclaw Common Room. Y/N and I were the last ones to the Gryffindor Common Room, but Y/N let me go before him.
As I popped into the Common Room, I found someone shorter than me hug me tight. "I've missed you!" Anne said as she looked and smiled at me as Y/N popped through.
"I missed you too, Anne," I said as I hugged her back.
"Y/N!" She said as she separated from me and hugged him, which he wasn't expecting as I laughed a little.
"Hey, Anne," He said kindly to her. "How have you been? Sorry we had to leave, something happened and we had to be there for our friends."
"It's okay," Anne said with a smile on her face. "But Umbridge has been terrible. She put something called the Inquisitorial Squad, all made of Slytherins. One of them called me something, I don't know what I meant, but everyone was telling them to shove off after it. When's the D.A. meeting again?"
"We still have to plan that," Y/N said as he looked concerned. "Anne..." He said calmly and slowly. "They didn't say the word, 'Mudblood', did they?"
"Yeah, that's the one," Anne said. "People kept saying sorry, like Nigel."
I gasped and covered my mouth. She didn't know what it meant. Y/N scowled to himself. "Which Slytherin told you that? Was he my height? Did they get punished?"
"There were three," Anne said. "One was your height, but two of them were taller. And they didn't get punished. The one that called me that was blond and kept mentioning his father. He's the Slytherin Prefect."
"Draco Malfoy."
Y/N cursed under his breath. "Anne, I'm so sorry you were called that," I said as I kneeled down.
"What does it mean?" She asked curiously.
"It's really offensive to us Muggleborns," I said. "People like Malfoy think we're scum."
As she heard that, she began to tear up and I let her hug me. Y/N walked around in circles. "I can't believe it," He said. "Can believe that bastard would do that again! And Umbridge let him! With no punishments and she put this on my arm!"
He came back to me and Anne and rubbed her back as she continued to sob into my jumper. "It's gonna be okay, Anne," He said. "I'm gonna pay that dickhead a lesson."