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I put my hair up in a lazy messy bun, some strands still falling down to my forehead. I huff, looking at my reflection on the mirror. Quietly, i opened my bedside drawer and put on my Gryffindor socks.
I walk out of my bedroom, being as quiet as possible to not wake up my roommates.
"Hello?" I softly speak as i walk down the stairs from my dorm, down to the common room.
There sat Harry, Hermione, and Ron, patiently waiting for me.
Harry's eyes lights up when they meet mine. He smiles as he stands up to greet me.
"Y/n," He says, "Hi," He continues as he saunters towards me.
Ron eyes Harry, while Hermione gives me a knowing look as she smirks.
"Malfoy," Ron greets me with a cheeky half smile.
Although we're good friends now, he still likes to tease me with the last name basis. Fully aware that i don't like it. Only because my brother abuses the 'glory' of our surname around school.
Okay Ronald, two can play the game.
"Weaselbee," I tease back, i feel my lips forming a smirk.
Hermione grins, and Ron playfully rolls his eyes.
I look over at Harry to see him quietly giggling.
The bushy haired girl greets me with a smile as she shoots up her eyebrows, and i simply nod.
"Mione," I smile. "Hello, the girl who was supposed to be the Slytherin Princess," She laughs after the words fell out of her mouth.
My jaw falls, and i playfully hit Hermione's arm.
"Blimey, nobody told me tonight was 'Bully Y/n' night," I scoff, crossing my arms.
They all chuckle, and Harry signals me to sit down beside him.
After i took the seat, Hermione and Ron glare at Harry and i knowingly. I squint my eyes in confusion.
I look over to see Harry shaking his head. I shrug it off, deciding to not think anything of it.
"So.. Sirius Black, what about him?" I ask, starting the promised conversation.
"Uh, yeah. So, basically - Sirius Black, as you've probably heard - he- he escaped Azkaban right? So he-"
"Just spit it out, mate. Don't be so nervous, it's only Y/n," Ron chimes in, smirking at us.
Harry shoots him a death glare, as Hermione nudges the red head's shoulder.
I don't quite understand what this means.
"Yeah, it's just me, Harry. Don't be scared. It's okay, tell me," I reassure him, my voice softer than ever, as i put my hand on his shoulder.
h a r r y p o t t e r
Y/n looks beautiful.. Truly. I noticed that she tied her hair up in a bun. It's not the tidiest, but strands of her hair fall loosely just perfectly.
Ron and Hermione keep teasing me after i told them i feel.. Different around Y/n. I just feel warm and jittery whenever i'm with her.
Ron is convinced that i fancy her. Hermione said to 'give it time'.
I still can't believe Y/n and Draco Malfoy are related. Twins, even!
They're so.. Different. Far different.
Y/n is kind and mature for her age. Draco is.. Draco.
I just hope he treats her with love, love that a pair of siblings should have.
By the looks of it, and based on what Y/n has told me, i think he does.
He just doesn't show it.
Anyways,
Like i said, i always feel jittery around Y/n. Resulting in me stuttering a lot as i explain to her about Sirius Black. Or at least try to explain.
Ron doesn't make it any better either.
"Just spit it out, mate. Don't be so nervous, it's only Y/n," He says, i glare at him, signaling for him to shut his mouth.
Y/n furrows her eyebrows as she eyes Ron and i with confusion.
"Yeah, it's just me, Harry. Don't be scared. It's okay, tell me," Y/n softly says as she scoots closer to me. Suddenly, i feel her hand resting on my shoulder.
I really don't know if i should be calm or panic even more now.
"Sirius Black is coming to kill me," I blurt out, not daring to meet her beautiful (e/c) eyes.
"What?" She questions, her voice quiet.
"How- But - That's not going to happen, Harry. I'm going to protect you. We are, i mean," She assures me, glancing at Ron and Hermione. They both nod at her words.
I flash her a grateful smile, and she gives me a weak one, patting my shoulder.
"I.. Heard about the dementor attack. Can you tell me about that, too?" She requests, but careful with her choice of words. She looks.. Scared. Scared that she would upset me by asking, maybe. "If you are willing to, i'm not forcing you."
I tell her the story on how the dementor attacked me on Hogwarts Express, and that Professor Lupin saved me.
She looks.. Worried. For me.
Y/n Malfoy cares.
"We have to learn how to perform the Patronus Charm."
"The what?" I ask, not having a clue on what she just said.
"The Patronus Charm, to shoo off the dementors. It works kind of as a shield. I read about it," She continues explaining.
"Can you do it?" Hermiome chimes in, questioning Y/n.
"I've tried, but i'm no expert. I've never actually succeeded," Y/n replies, i can see by the look in her eyes, something is off.
"Do you know how to, at least?" I ask her, making her head turn back to me. Our faces dangerously close to each other.
I awkwardly chuckle and she does the same, before biting her bottom lip nervously.
Ron and Hermione give me a knowing look, i roll my eyes at them, telling them to stop. I'm afraid they're going to scare Y/n away.
"It's advanced magic," She says as she backs away from me. "All i know is that you have to think of the happiest memory you've ever had."
"That sounds easy," Ron says as he stuffs his mouth with a loaf of bread.
"Not really, it isn't," Y/n shakes her head.
"But we can do it, if we just focus," She continues, flashing us a reassuring smile.
"What memory did you think of?" Hermione asks curiously. I was wondering that too, but i didn't want to step a toe out of line.
She chuckles nervously,
"Well.."
"Oh! I'm sorry, Y/n. If it's a touchy subject you don't have to talk about it."
"No, no, no.. It's fine, really. I.. I thought of a memory i had with my brother. The day we.. We um," She stutters, she probably feels bad now that she doesn't have that kind of relationship with him anymore.
"It's okay," I reassure as i grab her hand.
She smiles,
"It was our 10th birthday. So, a year before we went to Hogwarts, a year before my father hates me like he does now. Our parents bought us rollerskates!" She tells us, chuckling. Although, i can see her eyes water a little bit.
"It was hillarious! We fell over loads of times, trying to- Merlin.." Tears start to flow down her eyes as she tells the story. She tries to wipe the tears off, but they keep flowing.
Hermione and Ron look at her grimly from the other side of the room.
I scoot over, closer to her. I lift her chin and wipe the tears off. She forces a smile, and i return it.
She must be crushed, Draco was probably the closest person to her, and they had to break that bond off.
Only because they got sorted into different houses.
I reluctantly open my arms, slowly hugging her. She burries her face into my chest, as i rub her back.
Hermione stands up and joins the embrace, eventually, Ron does the same.
"Do you think that's why you can't produce your patronus? Every happy memory with him turn into sad ones.." I whisper to her ear, removing my chin from the top of her head.
"Maybe..." She mutters back.
We stay like this for a while, before
Y/n finally breaks off. "We should probably go to bed now, we have classes tomorrow, don't we?"
"How about this, let's have a game night. Us four, tomorrow, here. To get Harry's mind off of the fact that an insane murderer is coming for him." She continues, forcing a smile again, but this time, it seems more genuine.
"Deal."