12 Grimmauld place was shrouded in a tense atmosphere as Harry found out the person who has been helping the order from the shadows is in fact (Y/N) Malfoy. Sirius and Remus were tense in posture, waiting to leap to (Y/N)’s defence if they needed it. Harry, however, did something unexpected of him…he sat down, stared at them, and said “explain.”
Remus started off the explanation, “They were one of our closest friends in school Harry. They are a Marauder just like us.”
Sirius jumps in next, “They are fiercely protective of us and fiercely loyal. They’re just like me, disowned from our horrible families.”
(Y/N) finished the speech off by saying, “I know you have problems with the Malfoy family and you probably won’t accept me but I will still protect you, even then. As we promised James that we would if anything happened to him and Lily.”
Harry stared long and hard at (Y/N) to the point that Sirius and Remus were rigid. Then he saw the truth in their (E/C) eyes, walked up to them and gripped them tight in a welcoming hug. “I believe you….Emery.”
“How do you know that name?” (Y/N) breathed, relieved yet shocked at hearing the endearing name.
“It was on the map…Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs, & Mx. Leonidas.”
“Haha, so that’s how you sneak around Hogwarts after curfew. I should have known, just like your father.” (Y/N) praises.
After many stories being told to Harry of the many adventures of the Marauders time in school, (Y/N) excused themselves and moved outside in the back garden to get some fresh air. The remaining people watching them go. “How close was (Y/N) to my parents?” Harry asked, turning to face Sirius and Remus. “They were made one of your Godparents if that’s what you’re asking?” Sirius replied.
“My Godparent?”
“Of course, did you really think Lily would trust Sirius to be Godfather without having some back up.” Remus replied heartily, covering a snicker when Sirius threw him a dirty look.
“So (Y/N) and Sirius weren’t together?”
“Are you kidding, (Y/N) and the notorious man-whore? Together? Nope, never happened.” Remus admitted to which Sirius looked affronted.
“Man-whore?! How dare you! I just had a lot of love to go around is all. Besides, you were the one with the massive crush on them. Still do actually.”
“Wha-What? I do not have a crush!”
“Yes you do.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Yes you do!”
“No, I-”
“Maybe you should just tell them Moony. After all, it’s obvious you do like them.” Harry interrupted the playful argument.
“Pup’s got a point Moony. Go. Go tell them, what’s the worst that could happen?”
“Laugh in my face.” Remus replied moodily.
“You know they would never do that because they’re not like that. Just go and tell them.”
“Fine.” Remus finally relents and raises from his seat in the living room to head to the back garden.
“Do you think he will notice that they love him too?” Harry asks.
“Yes, if he doesn’t bottle it and cowers out like a chicken.” Laughs Sirius.
Five Minutes. Five minutes Remus has been stood in the back doorway just watching (Y/N) in the light of the half-moon. They were the only person he admitted to being a werewolf to. The others just figured it out. But they… (Y/N) he wanted to save from himself. How stupid he was to think that they would ever run away from or fear him. They are beautiful inside and out. Their pale blonde hair streaked with (H/C) (If you are blonde then favourite colour). Their big (E/C) eyes that sparkle in the moonlight. They are stunning, how could they ever love a monster like him. “Stop it!” Surprised Remus looked up. He hadn’t even realised he looked away, to find the object of his affection right in front of him with an angry expression on their face. “What?” He replied dumbfounded.
“Do you really think after all these years that I don’t know when you are thinking self-loathing thoughts! That you’re thinking you are a monster when you’re not!” (Y/N) shouted at Remus, tears in their eyes.
“Hey, why are you crying?” Remus asked soothingly, bringing them into an embrace.
“I just want you to realise that you’re not a monster. You are a smart, kind gentleman. Why can’t you see the good in you that I do.”
“Maybe…you can show me the good in me that you so obviously see…”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean…I love you (Y/N)” Remus hesitantly admits, to which you smirk.
“Took you long enough.”
“What?”
“Remus, I fell in love with you when we were in third year and you pranked Sirius after he got me detention.”
“Then I should prank Sirius more often…”
“Haha, no. Maybe WE should” “I Love you” you say together.
I hate divination. It’s so pointless. I mean who would want to spoil their own or someone else’s future by practically telling them what happens. UGH! Half the stuff that people 'predict’ don’t even come true.
“What do you see Young Malfoy?”
“Huh?” Yes, well done me. You just proved to the whole class you excellent range of vocabulary.
A/N:
So this is a sort of prequel to ‘Took You Long Enough’. This is set in the third year of the maraurder era, so no one is an animagi yet. I looked up what the diver symbolises and I have changed the 'lover’ description to 'someone close to you’.
I hate divination. It’s so pointless. I mean who would want to spoil their own or someone else’s future by practically telling them what happens. UGH! Half the stuff that people 'predict’ don’t even come true. “What do you see Miss Malfoy?” “Huh?” Yes, well done me. You just proved to the whole class you excellent range of vocabulary. “In your tea cup Miss Malfoy, what do you see.” “Oh…um…” Why does the stupid professor choose me out of everyone. “I suppose I can see someone diving?” “Here let me see” The professor says whilst gesturing to show me the cup. I hand over my tea cup and the professor nods. “Yes, well done. There is a Diver in your tea cup. Can anyone tell me what a Diver symbolises?” The professor asks the class. A know-it-all Ravenclaw sticks their hand up. “I can professor.” They open their divination book. “It says in here that a Diver symbolises 'A great and unexpected piece of news which will lead to a fortunate discovery, it also reveals deception from someone close to you.’ ooh someone is lying to you Malfoy” They reply with a snicker.
I immediately settle a glare on Sirius. “What do you have planned now Siri, some prank no doubt” He looks affronted. “Why do you assume it’s me when they mention deception. I swear (Y/N), for once, it isn’t me.” Even though he has lied in situations like this before, I know he is telling the truth. It’s in his eyes. But then, who is lying to me. Probably no one since divination is a load of crap. All of a sudden there was a load bang behind the Professor. I look toward them and see them covered in purple paint. Sirius bursts out laughing “Haha, shouldn’t your stupid tea leaves have warned you about that professor. Haha that was a good one, right (Y/N)?” He laughs hysterically whilst looking at me. “You have something to do with this Miss Malfoy? Why am I not surprised?” “No, I swear. I had no Ide-” “Enough! You and Mr Black have detention for the remainder of this week-” I suppose it can’t any worse. “-With Argus Filch. Class Dismissed.” I turn a viscous glare to Sirius. “What? How was I supposed to know he would blame you for this too.” I suppose he’s right there but I’m still angry he got me detention with Filch. ________________________________________________________________
Remus POV
Classes are over now and I’m waiting with James and Peter in the Common room for Sirius and (Y/N). When they walk in Sirius looks guilty and (Y/N) looks angry. “What did you do now Sirius? Why is (Y/N) angry with you?” “Because Remus. Sirius decided to pull a prank on the Divination’s Professor and get the blame on me too so now we both have detention with Filch.” She states angrily. Ouch. Not with Filch. I can see James and Peter grimace from beside me. They probably had the same thoughts as me. “Don’t worry (Y/N), It can’t be that bad.” James says trying to lighten the mood. “Oh yeah? Did I forget to mention it’s detention for the rest of the week.” we both grimace again. So it is bad. “It will be alright (Y/N), you’ll see.” I state smiling, she is going to love what I have planned. “Yeah, sure. Let’s just get this over with Sirius.” She mutters angrily whilst marching out of the common room, Sirius following behind like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs. James looks at me weirdly for a second. “What do you have planned Remus?” “Oh, Just a little surprise for Sirius, is all.” ________________________________________________________________
Still Remus POV
It’s time for (Y/N) and Sirius’ detention to finish. I spent all this time asking what Sirius had done to get the detention, the the rest of the time setting up my surprise for Sirius. The door opens and out walks Filch then (Y/N). Filch marches away, glad to have been done with them and I make my way over to (Y/N). “Where’s Siri?” “Finishing cleaning, he’ll be out in a minute. What are you doing here?” “You’ll see, and might I just say…You’ll love me for it.” At least I can dream. “O..Kay?” Just then the door opens again and Sirius walks out. I then use wand without them seeing and they Sirius is drenched in Yellow and Black paint. “UGH!…What they hell!” “Okay…haha…I…Believe you…Remus haha…When you said…love you for it haha.” (Y/N) barely gets out around her laughter. Seeing her laugh so hard and Sirius covered in paint causes me to laugh too. “What the hell Remus?” Sirius shouts at me. “I figured you should act a bit more Hufflepuff and tell the Divination Professor that (Y/N) had nothing to do with your prank. So I thought I would get you started by giving you a total colour make-over.” I reply still laughing slightly. “As much as I hate being covered in paint…You right. I’ll tell him tomorrow, promise.” “You better! and thanks Remus.” (Y/N) says smiling. ________________________________________________________________
Next Day Reader POV
I can’t believe that Sirius actually got me off the detention. Well I guess I have Remus to thank for that. God that was so funny, Sirius still has some yellow paint stuck in that god forsaken birds nest he calls hair. Speaking of thanking Remus, why is he in the common room all alone. “Hey Remus, what are you doing here alone?” I say whilst watching him jump. “Hey (Y/N) didn’t see you there. I guess I kinda got lost in thought and didn’t realise everyone had left.” “And Sirius, James and Peter just left you down here. Those ungrateful sons of witches.” How dare they! “It’s alright, I appreciated the time to think.” He smiles, god I love that smile. Remus is always so thoughtful to others. Even yesterday, he pranked Sirius just because he had got me detention. “Would you mind some company?” I ask. “I would appreciate it, thanks.” He replies, still with that smile. “I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me yesterday. If it wasn’t for you I would still have detention.” “So you don’t have it anymore?” “Nope, Professor let me off once Sirius explained it was all him.” “That’s good.” We sit there in comfortable silence for a while until I notice he is starting to look sad and withdrawn.
Remus POV
I’m glad she doesn’t have detention anymore. I hate it when she is angry or sad for that matter. She is such a rare, beautiful, carefree person that I don’t want her to ever be upset. It is wrong when she is upset. *sigh* I shouldn’t even be thinking this. She is an amazing person that I love so much and what am I?…A monster. That’s what. She would never even give me the time of day if she knew. I’m probably putting her in danger right now just being her friend. No. I have to tell her, then maybe she will leave me alone. It would kill me..but she would be safe. “Remus?” I’m brought out of my thoughts by her wondrous voice. “Are you ok?” “I have something I have to tell you…Your probably not going to like it.” “Remus…You worrying me.” “(Y/N)…I’m….I’m a monster….A hideous beast. I’m a werewolf.” I say not looking at her anymore. “What?” She says so quietly that if I wasn’t a werewolf I wouldn’t have heard it. Although, If I wasn’t a werewolf we wouldn’t be having this conversation. “I know you probably hate me right now, and you want nothing more than to see me dead. That’s totally fine, I would too If I were you an-” “You Idiot!” I was started by her interruption. “Huh?” “How dare you!” I knew it, but still hearing her hate me is still painful. “How dare you assume that I would hate you!” I kno-…wait…what? “What?” “I don’t hate you. Your my best friend, I don’t care if your a werewolf. And If I here you call yourself a monster or a hideous beast again I will hit you so hard that your head will still be ringing a year later. You are none of those thing Remus.” She states fiercely. With the look in those (E/C) eyes, I can tell she believes every thing she said and I shouldn’t even think about arguing with her. “You don’t hate me?” I have to be sure. I don’t want this to be some cruel trick. “Of course I don’t. Your never going to get rid of me Remus, we are stuck together. Marauders forever remember?” “Yeah…I could have sworn you were going to hate me though. Don’t tell the others though. I want to do it, eventually.” “Sure, but why not now.” “They will probably hate me.” “I repeat my earlier words Remus, 'You Idiot!” She says with a laugh. I soon join in.
It can be hard being a werewolf, especially when you don’t accept your wolf. It can become very painful because the wolf is trying to rip itself out of you. I should know, I have experienced this first-hand. It doesn’t help that many people’s views of werewolves is that we are monsters. But we’re not, not all of us at least. I mean yeah, there are monsters. Wolves like Greyback, they have no excuse for their behaviour but other can’t help it. They fear their wolves, don’t accept them and in return the wolf becomes angry and in it’s blind rage attacks anything it comes across. I know this because I have done this. But now I accept my wolf and we are both better off now that I have, that doesn’t mean people accept me though.I just want to find someone who will accept me. It’s hard being a student at Hogwarts in normal circumstances never mind trying to hide what and who you are. ________________________________________________________________
Professor Dumbledore doesn’t trust me on my own out in the forest anymore. He knows what I am and has allowed me to turn in the forest for my first six years at Hogwarts but now I can’t. So now I am heading to the medical wing so Madam Pomfrey can take me to the Shrieking Shack. When I enter, I wasn’t expecting anyone but Madam Pomfrey but there was someone else. A boy from my year with auburn hair and green eyes was standing next to the schools medi-witch. I head towards Poppy cautiously. “Come now Miss (Last/N). It’s not like you to be nervous.” Poppy says with a kind smile. “Me? Nervous? Never.” I reply flashing a grin in her direction, receiving an eye roll for my troubles. I turn toward the other occupant of the room. “Who’s this?” “This is Mr. Lupin. He will be accompanying you during the full moon tonight.” “WHAT!!!” was the incredulous shout from the boy revealed as Mr. Lupin. I ignore his shout and ask, “So he’s a wolf too then?” “Wait…too?” again Mr. Lupin goes momentarily ignored. “Indeed.” was Poppy’s reply before she turned to Mr. Lupin. “Really Mr. Lupin, please close your mouth before you catch flies.” She tries for admonishing but I could clearly hear the amusement in her tone. From the look on Mr. Lupin’s face, it is clear he also heard it. ________________________________________________________________
We were now at the shack, which was disgusting by the way, and Madam Pomfrey had already left. There was still a few hours before the moon was officially out so I decided to get to know my fellow wolf. “So what’s your name?” “Remus. Remus Lupin but my friends call me Moony. You?” “(Y/N) (Last/N). You’re friends call you Moony?” I ask as I beckon him to sit near me on the broken bed. “Yeah, you know. Because of the moon and stuff.” he finishes with a dismissive shrug. “You mean your friends know?” He nods. “And accepts you?” again he nods. “Wow, you have great friends.” “They mean the world to me, they are pack. I’ll introduce you to them, you’ll like them.” “Sure.” It was at that moment that the moon started to rise, both our heads snapped to the window and basked in it’s glory…or I did anyway. I rose from the broken bed and stood in the centre of the moonlight, I allowed my wolf to have full control of my body, completely trusting that she will keep me safe and behave. The change happens quick after that, I barely feel it from the protection of my wolfs inner conscious. Screaming breaks through the peace I feel and the wolf snaps her head toward the sound. Remus is the source, he is screaming so loud that we both whimper.
My wolf heads over to Remus and try to offer comfort by rubbing against his side. It doesn’t seem to be working and it worries us both deeply. After a long while of screaming it finally stops. In the place of what was once a screaming boy now stands a strong yet angry auburn wolf. My wolf heads over to the wolf and tries to calm him down, obviously the boy doesn’t accept Moony. Moony growls low and deep the moment he spots me, not a natural alpha but the alpha of his little pack. In order to not anger the wolf more, we lower our underbelly to the ground and crawl our way over. The growling lowers in intensity but doesn’t leave, once we reach the wolf we roll onto our back and roll our head to the side giving access and showing our vulnerable stomach. The growling stops as the wolf lowers his head to smell our stomach then up to our offered neck, after a thorough smell the wolf nuzzles our neck and allows us to stand. We are no longer a threat. It seams once a rejected wolf is calmed it reverts to basic instinct. Interesting. My wolf urges me that we should tire the wolf out with a game of tag, I agree to this and the game begins with a playful nip the the front paw of the auburn wolf. The chase is on. ________________________________________________________________
It’s been months since we first met, I’ve been trying to teach Remus to accept his wolf. We have reached the stage where Remus trusts Moony enough to take over the change. This has helped since Remus won’t feel the pain of the change anymore. I’ve also made friends who accept me at last, I’m now officially a Marauder…in training. Not too good at pranks yet. But I now have a Marauder nickname and name for my wolf, Tala. It means Wolf in Native American. Not to creative but Tala loves it. I love all of my friends but I’m closest to Remus, especially lately. I’ve been feeling a pull toward him lately, Tala knows what it means but she won’t tell me. Apparently it’s up to Remus to tell me. Tonight is a full moon so me and Remus will be meeting again, sometimes the other Marauders join us but today they have detention. I meet with Remus in the Medical wing and together with Madam Pomfrey we head toward the Shack. The entire time there I can tell Remus is nervous, which is strange because ever since a few months ago he hasn’t feared a change since it doesn’t hurt anymore. I grow worried the more he looks nervous.
During the few hours before the change Remus is unusually quiet. He doesn’t say a single word to me, just continues pacing back and forth in the centre of the room. I’m trying to build up enough courage to ask what’s wrong but the look on Remus’ face stops me every time. Finally though, just before we start to change, Remus looks right at me and says “We’re mates. We are destined for each other and I love you.” Before I could reply, our wolves take over and the change begins. It was quick and painless for both of us and when Tala looks on over at Moony it is to see him waiting patiently, staring at her. Tala walks on over to Moony and nuzzles his neck before licking his muzzle. Moony gives a happy yip before speeding off into the forest, it happened so fast that even Tala was confused as to what was happening. Moments later, Moony returns with a dead forest animal in his jaws and drops it at her paws. Tala immediately recognises this as a courting gift, if she eats it she is accepting Moony as her mate, if she doesn’t she is rejecting him. Tala talks it over with with me to make sure we both agree. After a very brief discussion, Tala eats the kill accepting the courtship. ________________________________________________________________
The next morning I wake up and notice that Remus is up before me. He doesn’t look his cheerful self, which is worrying to both me and Tala. We walk on over to Remus who is looking out the shack window. “You ok Remus?” The boy in question jumps at my voice and spins round. “Oh. (Y/N) you scared the life out of me. I didn’t know you were up. Are you well?” “I am fine. I was just wondering the same about you. You seem awfully down.” “I’m fine.” Even Tala could tell that Remus wasn’t being truthful. “Is fine werewolf for not fine at all?” “What? No, why?” “I’m trying to justify why you would lie to me.” When I saw him flinch I realised I could have worded that better. “Sorry, I mean…ugh…I just want to know what’s wrong. I don’t like it when you’re not yourself.” He looks into my eyes and I look back seeing nothing but insecurity. “Tala may have chosen Moony, but how on earth will you ever choose me.” Remus finally admits sadly. If I was expecting anything it definitely wasn’t that. Over the months that I have known Remus, I have never once seen him this self-depreciating. I don’t like it, the look doesn’t suit him. “I have and always will choose you Remus. You are the most wonderful man I have ever met. You are charming, loyal, brave, kind-hearted and so sweet you put your favourite chocolate to shame. Why would I ever make the mistake in not choosing you.” By the end of my speech Remus looks utterly shocked. “You really think all that of me?” “Of course I do, I wouldn’t lie about this.” “So. You accept me then?” he asks, starting to look hopeful. “Of course I do. But if you bring me a dead animal whilst we are human, I will kill you.” We laugh at this and I decided then and there that Remus should be laughing all the time as that is his best look and I will be the one to put it there. “It’s beautiful.” Remus’ comment snaps me out of my thoughts and I focus on him completely. “What is?” “This feeling. To find your mate and they accept you.” I smile at this and get one in return. “Yeah, it is.”
A/N:
So in this fic, Reader is Lucius Malfoy’s sister but you are not a death eater, you are part of the order. Reader was a marauder so you will be referred to as your nickname. Also Sirius is alive. Don’t have the heart to keep him dead. Also Leodora mean Lioness in Latin since that is your animagus.
12 Grimmauld place was shrouded in a tense atmosphere as Harry found out the person who has been helping the order from the shadows is in fact (Y/N) Malfoy. Sirius and Remus were tense in posture, waiting to leap to (Y/N)’s defence if she needed it. Harry, however, did something unexpected of him…he sat down, stared at her and said “explain.”
Remus started off the explanation, “She was one of our closest friends in school Harry. She is a Marauder just like us.” Sirius jumps in next, “She is fiercely protective of us and fiercely loyal. She is just like me, disowned from our horrible families.” (Y/N) finished the speech off by saying, “I know you have problems with the Malfoy family and you probably won’t accept me but I will still protect you, even then. As we promised James that we would if anything happened to him and Lily.”
Harry stared long and hard at (Y/N) to the point that Sirius and Remus were rigid. Then he saw the truth in her (E/C) eyes, walked up to her and gripped her tight in a welcoming hug. “I believe you….Leodora.” “How do you know that name?” (Y/N) breathed, relieved yet shocked at hearing the endearing name. “It was on the map…Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs & Mme. Leodora.” “Haha, so that’s how you sneak around Hogwarts after curfew. I should of known, just like your father.” (Y/N) praises.
After many stories being told to Harry of the many adventures of the Marauders time in school, (Y/N) excused herself and moved outside in the back garden to get some fresh air. The remaining people watching her go. “How close was (Y/N) to my parents?” Harry asked, turning to face Sirius and Remus. “She was made your Godmother if that’s what your asking?” Sirius replied. “My Godmother?” “Of course, did you really think Lily would trust Sirius to be Godfather without having some back up.” Remus replied heartily, covering a snicker when Sirius threw him a dirty look. “So (Y/N) and Sirius weren’t together?” “Are you kidding, (Y/N) and the notorious man-whore? Together? Nope, never happened.” Remus admitted to which Sirius looked affronted. “Man-whore?! How dare you! I just had a lot of love to go around is all. Besides, you were the one with the massive crush on her. Still do actually.”
“Wha-What? I do not have a crush!” “Yes you do.” “No I don’t.” “Yes you do!” “No I-” “Maybe you should just tell her Moony. After all, It’s obvious you do like her.” Harry interrupted the playful argument. “Pup’s got a point Moony. Go. Go tell her, what’s the worst that could happen?” “Laugh in my face.” Remus replied moodily. “You know she would never do that because she is not like that. Just go and tell her.” “Fine.” Remus finally relents and raises from his seat in the living room to head to the back garden. “Do you think he will notice that she loves him too?” Harry asks. “Yes, If he doesn’t bottle it and cowers out like a chicken.” Laughs Sirius. ________________________________________________________________
Five Minutes. Five minutes Remus has been stood in the back doorway just watching (Y/N) in the light of the half-moon. She was the only person he admitted to being a werewolf to. The others just figured it out. But she. (Y/N) he wanted to save from himself. How stupid he was to think that she would ever run away from or fear him. She was beautiful inside and out. Her pale blonde hair streaked with (H/C) (If you are blonde then favourite colour). Her big (E/C) eyes that sparkle in the moonlight. She was stunning, how could she ever love a monster like him. “Stop it!” Surprised Remus looked up, He hadn’t even realised he looked away, to find the object of his affection right in front of him with an angry expression on her face. “What?” He replied dumbfounded. “Do you really think after all these years that I don’t know when you are thinking self-loathing thoughts! That your thinking you are a monster when your not!” (Y/N) shouted at Remus, tears in her eyes.
“Hey, why are you crying?” Remus asked soothingly, bringing her into an embrace. “I just want you to realise that your not a monster. You are a smart, kind and a gentleman. Why can’t you see the good in you that I do.” “Maybe…you can show me the good in me that you so obviously see…” “What do you mean?” “I mean…I love you (Y/N)” Remus hesitantly admits, to which you smirk. “Took you long enough.” “What?” “Remus, I fell in love with you when we were in third year and you pranked Sirius after he got me detention.” “Then I should prank Sirius more often…” “Haha, no. Maybe we should” “I Love you” you say together.
‘To Miss Popular, Roses are red Violets are blue I’ll take your enemy’s head And present it to you.
Meet me near the Black lake after midnight tonight. I need to confess something to you. From, Your Insane Admirer x’
Lucinda looks over (Y/N)’s shoulder to read what the note says. “Ugh! That’s creepy. Whoever sent it sooo wants to kill you.” She said looking genuinely worried. “I think it’s sweet.” (Y/N) smiled as she re-read the note, yep she was definitely meeting them. “I take it back. You’re perfect for each other, your both insane.” (Y/N) turned toward Lucinda and was met with an astonished expression. “What? It just means they would look out for me no matter the consequence.” “I’m seriously worrying for your mental health, do I need to check you into Saint Mungos?” (Y/N) started laughing at this all the while, Lucinda looking unimpressed. “Don’t be daft. Beside, if I don’t like them I can always let them down gently and forget the whole thing happened.” To this Lucinda genuinely looked appalled. “You’re not seriously thinking of meeting them, are you?” When no reply came but instead she was watching (Y/N) go about choosing an outfit, she replied “Of course you are, because you’re a nutter. You’ve proved that enough times out in the Quiddich field. Fine go. But if your not back by morning, I’m telling Professor Slughorn that you’re dead.” Lucinda only heard a laugh as response since (Y/N) had already entered the bathroom to shower. ________________________________________________________________
Black Lake (Midnight)
(Y/N) arrived at the Black Lake exactly at midnight, just like the note requested. However, there was no-one there. (Y/N) headed toward a big tree that stands tall next to the lake and sits down deciding to give whoever it is ten minutes before she leaves. It wasn’t all bad, waiting, because she has a nice view of the lake from this spot. She could even spot the giant squid just below the surface. As she watched the calm water sway in the faint breeze she could feel her eyelids getting heavier. It wasn’t long until (Y/N) was fast asleep. ________________________________________________________________
Black Lake (12:30)
As soon as (Y/N)’s secret admirer arrived, they were greeted by the beautiful view of (Y/N) fast asleep against a tree. As they neared, they noticed how peaceful she looked. They were in complete awe. They decided to let her sleep for a few more minutes since it was pretty late, and if they got extra time to observe her sleeping then what’s the harm, right? Eventually though, they had to wake her up. They gently reached over and shook her shoulder. (Y/N) groaned as her eyes fluttered open to spot the person in front of her. “Bella?” Bellatrix smiled in response. “Hey, glad you came.” (Y/N)’s eyes shoot wide open as she realises that Bellatrix sent the note.
“You’re Insane Admirer?” “Yeah. I’ve…I’ve been in love with you since we met in first year, of course I didn’t understand it was love then but I do now. I wasn’t really going to tell you but then my parents decided it was a good idea to arrange a marriage to Rudolphus Lestrange. I figured this was my last chance to get it off my chest before I regret not ever telling you.” (Y/N)’s eyes have been getting wider and wider during Bellatrix’s passionate speech but she couldn’t deny the happiness she feels that Bellatrix is telling her this. Finally, after many failed attempts at forming words (Y/N) gets those important words out. “I love you too Bella, don-mmph” Bellatrix cut (Y/N) off with a passionate kiss full of all the bottled up love that she had for her, (Y/N) returning the kiss once she snaps out of her shock. When they break apart, both pairs of lips are swollen and connected by a string of saliva. Once the string snaps Bellatrix begins to ramble.
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear you love me too. We are going to be so happy together trust me. I won’t let anyone hurt you because I will always protect you. I don’t mean to say that you can’t protect yourself but still. Oh! Wait…Oh no what about this marriage thing to Rudolphus, what am I going t-” (Y/N) gets even with Bellatrix by cutting her off with a kiss. “As much as I love your uncharacteristic rambling, I don’t want you dying of asphyxiation.” Bellatrix smiles in response, calmed down. “As I was trying to say before, don’t worry about it, we will figure out how to get you out of this marriage. Besides, if nothing else works we could always just kill him.” This inspires another passionate kiss from Bellatrix. “I love you.” “I love you too Bella.”
Just after curfew in the courtyard, (Y/N) finds a freshly laid out picnic but no one else around. Figuring her 'admirer’ will show up soon, she goes over to the blanket and takes a seat whilst staring at the stars. Soon enough, long blonde hair fills her vision. Moving it out of the way, she speaks to the revealed admirer. “So it was you”
“How did you know?” Lucius asks.
“I hoped” Lucius gains a big grin at her response before composing himself to be the Malfoy he is meant to be. “Don’t do that”
“Do what?” Lucius looks at (Y/N) confused.
“Hide behind a mask, not in front of me. Be Lucius, not 'Malfoy’.” This gains her a smile from Lucius.
“This is why I love you”
“Wait what?” (Y/N) looks at Lucius shocked.
“I have for a while actually. You are a beautiful person, inside and out. You treat everyone with respect regardless of who they are but become feisty when they reveal they don’t deserve your respect.”
“Glad to know you think so highly of me. Especially since I love you too”
Lucius gains an even bigger grin than before, looking more handsome than he ever has with his mask. (Y/N) promises herself to always bring that out of him whenever she could. He then also breathes a sigh of relief. “That’s good to know. You see, at the start of the year my parents tried to get a marriage contract between me and Narcissa Black. Something I never want in a million years. I tried to tell my father that I loved someone but he wouldn’t hear of it. Until I mentioned your name.”
“Why would my name change anything?” (Y/N) asks confused. Lucius sighs again.
“My father is one of those 'Pureblood only’ types of people. Your family is on par in pureblood status as the Blacks. He agreed that if you were to enter the contract instead then he would be fine with me marrying the woman I loved.”
“I have always hated the marriage contracts of pureblood families. If this is the only way we can get a blessing and marry who we love then, yes. I’ll enter the contract with you” Lucius seems to glow at her response and (Y/N) returns his big grin. “Oh. I just remembered. You never told me your happy memory”
Lucius looks towards (Y/N) fully and says “It was the first time we met.”
“Was?” (Y/N) tilts her head confused and curious.
“It’s now this moment right now” (Y/N) smiles and then turns back to the stars above.
“I’ve always loved the stars. Not only are they beautiful, they also have the power to tell the future if read properly.” Lucius glances at her and asks,
“Which one is your favourite?”
Without hesitation she responds with “Draconis”
“Then if we have a son, we will name him Draconis” (Y/N) bursts out laughing.
“Don’t be stupid. Draconis is a ridiculous name for a child. Make it Draco at least.” (Y/N) responds.
“Done, Draco it is. Now let’s eat before we get caught.”
“I’ll take care of that, Dobby!” Out of nowhere pops a House Elf that Lucius doesn’t recognise.
“What can Dobby do for yous mistress?”
“Make sure to warn us if someone is coming ok?”
“Yes mistress” Just as quickly as he came, he was gone. (Y/N) turns to Lucius. “Dobby is my personal House Elf. I’ll be bringing him with me if we get married.”
“He seems charming.” Lucius states, unsure of what else to say.
“Charming? Nah, he’s a sneaky one that one. Got to keep an eye on him” She laughs. Lucius soon joins in and they enjoy their picnic together.
‘To Miss Popular, I’ve heard so much about you from a valuable source and I will admit I find myself deeply fascinated. I would love to meet a precious rose like you in person. If you are agreeable to this then say 'Salazar’ whilst holding this note and you will be portkeyed to me. I look forward to seeing your decision. Yours, T.R’
Unknown to (Y/N), she had been reading the note out loud. This allowed her roommate to know what he note said. “Who’s T.R?” Lucinda’s voice startled (Y/N) out of reading the note. She looked on over to Lucinda with a small smile on her face. “Quite charming.” Lucinda looks at her incredulously at her answer. “You don’t even know who this is but because you think he is 'quite charming’ your going to go aren’t you?” “I might.” “Are you suicidal? T.R could be a mass murderer for all we know.” “Who could be a mass murderer?” Came a new voice from the door. The other two occupants in the room turned toward the newcomer.
“Oh, hey Bella.” (Y/N) greets. “Don’t you dare 'oh, hey Bella’ her. Your not allowed to act as if this is perfectly normal and that your not considering meeting a murder.” Lucinda hissed at (Y/N). “Ok, firstly Lucinda…Shut up. Secondly, What did I just walk into? and Thirdly, who’s a mass murderer?” Bellatrix cut the argument off by saying. “We don’t even know if he is a mass murderer Bella. Lucinda is just over reacting. And we were talking about the person who sent me this note and (F/F).” Bellatrix walked over and took the note from her hand. As she read a frown started marring her face until she was all out glaring at the writing. “I don’t like the sound of this guy. He sounds like he expects everyone around him to bow at his feet the moment he enters a room.” Bellatrix says, trying to rip the note up but finding it impossible. Huh, must be a spell. (Y/N) snatched the note from her hand whilst trying to straighten out imaginary creases. “Well I’m going. And there is nothing you can say to stop me. ________________________________________________________________
Once midnight came around, (Y/N) held the note and said the word that would take her to this mysterious T.R. "Salazar.” (Y/N) shut her eyes at the telltale feel of portkeying. Once she opened her eyes again she was in what appeared to be a study. There were bookcases that lined the walls and comfortable looking couches and arm chairs dotted around. There was even a fireplace. As her eyes roamed they stopped at a desk, or more importantly, the person behind said desk. She was greeted with a man who looked to be in his late twenties. He had perfectly styled brown curls on the top of his head and chiselled cheekbones. He had striking blue eyes that seemed to be staring into her soul and a beautiful mouth set into a small smirk. Once the smirk registered she realised she had been caught staring. “Sorry.” She said as she averted her eyes.
“Don’t be. My, you are more breathtaking than I had thought. The (F/F) I sent you doesn’t compare with your beauty.” “Cut the crap T.R. Wh-” “Tom.” He cut her off. “What?” “My name. Tom Marvolo Riddle. Please, call me Tom.” (Y/N) started saying Tom to herself as if trying the name out. In the end she smiled at him, she liked that name. It suited him. “So Tom. Why am I here?” At this he smirked at her and gestured toward a comfy looking armchair. She took her seat and gave him her attention. “Why, your here because I would like to get to know you better.” ________________________________________________________________
3 Months Later
(Y/N) had been visiting with Tom for three months now and Tom had seen why many of his future and current followers were so taken with her. He himself was taken with her. He looked up at the armchair that she had designated as her own since that first meeting and watched her read one of his old tomes from the bookcase. She was stunning. “(Y/N)?” She looked up from her book and smiled at him. “Yes Tom?” Tom started to fidget just slightly but it was enough for (Y/N) to catch it, though she didn’t draw attention to it. “I wish for you to become my consort.” He blurted out, quite out character for him. “…” When (Y/N) still refused to do anything but sit and stare at him, Tom started becoming angry. “What? Am I not good enough for you!” That seemed to have brought her attention back to the situation. “No, It’s not that. I was just drinking in the sight of you nervous. I doubted I would ever see it again.” She said with a small teasing smile. Tom calmed down after seeing it and hope rose up. “So, you will be my consort?” “Would that make me your Dark Lady?” “I don’t think it works that wa-” He cut himself off when he saw the glare directed at him. He coughed and started again. “What I meant was, yes. You would be my Dark Lady.” “Then yes. I will be your consort.” Tom gets up and walk round his desk to give (Y/N) the most passionate kiss of her life. “But I draw the line at harming children under seventeen. This is a war and innocents do not need to be dragged into it. I will not stand by whilst toddlers or even babies get hurt. Mark my words Tom.” (Y/N) stated as they parted with a serious look on her face. “Of course My Lady.”
A/N:
So this is the prologue to my series Miss Popular. The next chapters will be the choice endings.
Endings; Bellatrix Lucius ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete
Hogwarts. A name all magical folk are familiar with. But every generation of magical children that walk through those doors always leave with a different story. This story is set in the year 1975. During this time there was an individual, the most popular person to ever cross through those doors in a long time. This student was a Slytherin, which makes the amount of popularity quite surprising, but she was very charming and quite sweet. Though you wouldn’t want to get on her bad side, she is quite fierce when needed to be. This student is (Y/N) (Y/Last Name). This student is you.
(Y/N) woke up before her roommates as always and decided to take a quick shower before her best friend woke up. She entered the bathroom with a towel and spare clothes. After her shower she tried to find the clothes she put on a chair next to her shower but they weren’t there. She looked around the room until she felt breath hit the back of her neck. She froze. Her wand was with her clothes so that won’t help. Looking up at the mirror to catch a glimpse at who was behind her, she saw wild, curly black hair. “Bella! You scared the life out of me!” (Y/N) screamed as she spun and saw her best friend Bellatrix Black holding her clothes and wand trying so hard not to laugh. Failing miserably I might add. “Give me back my clothes!” “You should have seen your face, priceless.” “Only you would get off scaring me. Clothes. Now!” Bellatrix threw the clothes at (Y/N) before proceeding to take her own shower, cackling all the while. “Wasn’t that funny” (Y/N) mumbled with a small smile gracing her features.
As she heads back into the room she realises her and Bellatrix aren’t the only ones awake. “Hey Lucinda” “Oh hey (Y/N). You thought about my proposition?” “I have and the answer is still the same. I can’t rejoin the quidditch team this year, I have to focus on my studies. My parents hate the fact I joined quidditch in my second year so I made a deal, this year full study then I can rejoin next year.” “That’s a shame, your our best seeker. Definitely give that Potter a run for his money.” She says with a wink. “Haha, yeah. Sorry though Luce.” “Nah, it’s fine. You’ll have a spot next year though.” Lucinda Talkalot says as she heads to the door. “Thanks Luce and good luck in the match tomorrow. I will be in the stands cheering.” I say as she leaves the room. “I’ll be in the stands cheering” I hear a sickly sweet voice say mockingly behind me. “Ugh, could you be any further up her arse.” Bellatrix cackles as I turn round. “Shut up! I’ve got to make sure I keep my seeker position for next year!” “Yeah I know. Come on, lets go down and meet Cissa before we head to class.” Bellatrix says as she heads to the door leading down to the common room (Y/N) following close behind.
As Bellatrix and (Y/N) entered the common room, they spotted Narcissa Black already waiting for them on one of the couches. “About time you two showed up. I’ve been waiting for about an hour.” Narcissa complained the moment they reached her. “Not my fault, Bella stole my clothes.” (Y/N) explained. “The opportunity was too perfect to pass up.” Bellatrix stated, shrugging nonchalantly. “Oh Merlin, he’s doing it again.” Narcissa stated whilst looking over (Y/N) shoulder. “Whose doing what?” (Y/N) says as she turns around. What she sees is Lucius Malfoy staring right at her before looking away when he realised he had been caught. “He’s staring at you again (Y/N), jeez what a stalker!” Bellatrix stated irritably. “It’s nothing serious, come on. Let’s get to class before we are late. We have DADA and I don’t want to get detention with Filch again.” (Y/N) stated whilst glaring at Bellatrix. “What? I said sorry!” but Bellatrix went ignored as Narcissa and (Y/N) left, leaving her to run after them.
Fortunately, the three witches managed to make it to lesson on time. The only problem was, they noticed names paired up on the board and knew that they had assigned partners. Bellatrix and Narcissa were lucky enough to be paired together but (Y/N) wasn’t as lucky. (Y/N) was paired with Lucius Malfoy. Don’t get the wrong idea, (Y/N) was actually friends with Lucius but the staring was becoming teasing material for the Blacks. (Y/N) made her way over to her original seat whilst waiting for Lucius to join her. She didn’t have to wait long as he arrived moments later. “Hello Lucius.” “Hello (Y/N)” Lucius replied with a small smile. They couldn’t say more as at that moment, the teacher walked in. “Anyone who walks into my class from this moment on will have detention with Mr. Filch. As for the rest of you, if you are not with your assigned partners then I suggest you do so now. I have no time for dawdlers and slackers in my class. Now, we will be continuing on from our last lesson of the Patronus Charm but this time the practical instead of the theory. You will work in your pairs to-” The professor was interrupted by Sirius Black and James Potter bursting into the class looking quite out of breathe. “Ah, Mr. Black and Mr. Potter, so nice of you to join us. Class started five minutes ago, I don’t care for your excuses please just take your seats.”
James and Sirius looked at each other and took their seats as they were each others designated partner. They looked quite relieved when they were seated. “Oh and Potter, Black?” They looking at their teacher expectantly. “Detention with Mr. Filch after classes.” He said simply, wiping the relieved look of their faces. (Y/N) winced on their behalf of the detention. “Now as I was saying. You will work in your pairs to help each other learn how to cast the Patronus Charm. Do not be worried if you do not succeed in a fully corporeal version on your first try as that is to be expected. I will personally award 100 house points if someone does it first time. Now, start practising.”
At once the students turn to their partners ready to try to get those 100 house points. “So basically you have to think of your happiest memory, right?” (Y/N) asks Lucius. “That is correct.” He replied. “Well it can’t be that hard…I’ve got one. Let me try.” (Y/N) raises her wand, brings her happiest memory to the forefront of her mind. “Expecto Patronum.” A (F/Animal) bursts from the tip of her wand, though not lasting long as the shock of the animals appearance causes her to forget the memory. “My word. Well I didn’t expect that, 100 points to Slytherin Miss (L/N), well done.” Came the voice of her teacher behind her before he moves on. “That was very impressive.” Lucius tells her sounding astounded. “What did you think of, if you don’t mind me asking?” “Not at all, I thought of the first time I made my parents proud. I had never seen them so happy and in turn, that made me happy.” “I suppose I should try next.” Lucius thought long and hard about which memory he would use before finally deciding. “Expecto Patronum” A Python lunged from the wand and hissed at a couple of students before it too disappeared. “Another 100 points to Slytherin, well done Mr. Malfoy. Yes, quite impressive.” “Wow. For some reason I was expecting a ferret.” (Y/N) stared at the spot where the python had previously been. “Why?” Lucius replied incredulous. “Not sure. What were you thinking of. Only fair that I asked since you asked me.” “Ah yes, I was thinking of-” Lucius was cut off by the bell. “Tell me next time yeah?” (Y/N) says kindly before joining Bellatrix and Narcissa again for their next class. “I was thinking of the first time we spoke.” Lucius says to no one.
Horace Slughorn was not (Y/N)’s favourite professor. In fact, she hated him and found him both annoying and distracting. He keeps trying to ‘collect’ her because she was the heir to the most powerful and famous pureblood family…Who was good at potions. Thus being the reason he steers clear of Sirius and James. During this lesson (Y/N) had been paired up with Severus Snape, a relief to be with someone who knows what they are doing for once. “If he comes up to us to ask how the potion is going one more time, I might end up cursing him.” Snape murmurs to (Y/N). “Only if I don’t curse him first.” (Y/N) shares an amused smirk with Severus. “Honestly, who collects people. It’s weird and creepy.” “I’m glad he hasn’t come after me yet.” “That won’t last long, I heard he has started to notice how good at potions you are.” She replies empathetically. “Great and I thought Potter coming after me was bad enough.” “He still coming after you?” (Y/N) tone changed from amused to concern at that. She cares for Severus and doesn’t like it when her friends go after her other friends. “Nothing I can’t handle (Y/N). Pass me the jar of Billywig Stings.” The rest of the lesson continued uneventfully, if you don’t count the fact that (Y/N) and Severus did indeed hit Professor Slughorn with mild curses when he asked about their potion again, nothing too harmful. (Y/N) meets up with Narcissa and Bellatrix at the end of the class to tell them she is heading toward the library for her free period.
On the way to the library, (Y/N) bumps into the Marauders as they turn a corner. The boys immediately start apologising when they notice who was on the floor. Remus Lupin offers a hand to help her up. “Thanks. Where are you guys heading to in such a hurry?” “Nowhere!” Sirius says a little too quickly. “Ahuh….And you just expect me to believe that…” When the boys just stand there looking slightly guilty she realises that yes, they did expect her to just believe it. “Well I’m not stupid, so I’ll ask again. Where are you going and can I join?” At this the boys snap their heads to look at her and Sirius starts smirking. “See, told you we could trust her. She may be a snake, but she is also a prankster.” “You were the one that refused to tell me.” (Y/N) reminds with a smirk. James looks at me with a slight frown. “I don’t know guys, she won’t like it.” James murmurs to the others, (Y/N) only just catching it and her smirk morphs into a frown. “If this has anything to do with Severus, you can forget it!” “I told you she wouldn’t like it.” “Snivellus deserves everything he gets!” Sirius shouts at her. “Why? Because he’s a Slytherin? Well so am I, am I your next target?” “You know we would never harm you (Y/N)” Remus interjects. “So you admit your pranks are harmful.” She says sounding smug. “…” the boys keep quiet because they couldn’t argue with that. “Fine, we won’t prank Snivellus. But in return you have to help us pull of the biggest prank Hogwarts has ever seen.” James bargains with me. (Y/N) takes a while to think about it…Yeah she could get detention or suspended if caught but Severus wouldn’t be harmed. A snake always protects their own. “Fine. But not today, I’ve got to study.” The boys look disappointed but understand they won’t be able to persuade her otherwise. “Fine, see you tomorrow.” They say their goodbyes and head on there way. (Y/N) wishes the unsuspecting person they go after, luck.
As soon as (Y/N) enters the library, she spots a familiar red head. “Hey, Lily.” Said red head looks up from the book she was reading. “Oh, hey (Y/N). Care to join me?” (Y/N) smiles at the offer and takes the seat opposite her after grabbing the book she needs to study. (Y/N) looked closer at the book Lily was studying. “Monster book of Monsters? We haven’t needed that since third year, why are you reading that now and on-” (Y/N) peered at the page Lily was reading. “-Werewolves?” “Shh!” Lily covered (Y/N)’s mouth with her hands thus causing her to glare at Lily for the first time in years. Lily removed her hands after deeming it safe and not because she didn’t like the glare, nope not that. “Sorry. But you were speaking too loud.” “So whats so fascinating that you have decided to study werewolves?” Lily looks uncomfortable for a minute but then decides to talk anyway.
“If I tell you, you have to promise not to do anything…you know…Slytherin.” “That entire sentence was insulting.” (Y/N) deadpanned. “Sorry, I just meant don’t do anything rash.” “That is also insulting, I’m not a Gryffindor. However, I will promise to hear what you have to say before deciding the next course of action. Placated?” “Yes…ok. Well….IthinkRemusisawerewolf.” “…What? I didn’t catch that at all.” (Y/N) stated with slight amusement. “Try again…slowly.” “I think Remus is a werewolf.” (Y/N) stares blankly at Lily for a while before finally settling on “Is that all?” “Is that-? What do you mean is that all.” She whisper-shouts angrily. “I mean I already knew that, and James knew, and Sirius. Hell, even Peter knew.” “Why wasn’t I told then!”
“If it makes you feel better, we weren’t told either. We guessed. And he didn’t tell you for the same reason he didn’t tell us. Fear. Of our reaction and thus our future treatment of him.” (Y/N) stated calmly, hoping to save the boys from the red head’s infamous wrath. “Oh. But he shouldn’t fear that, we wouldn’t treat him any different.” “I don’t think I’m the one you should be saying that to.” (Y/N) said trying to steer her in the right direction. “Right. I’ve got to go find Remus. Thanks (Y/N).” Lily gathers her stuff in her bag then starts toward the exit, before she reaches it though she pauses and turns to her friend. “(Y/N)?” “Yes?” “Why do you talk to me? I mean your a pureblood Slytherin and I’m a muggleborn Gryffindor.” (Y/N) takes a moment to think carefully about her answer but when she does it is with so much determination and sincerity. “Because your special Lily.”
As (Y/N) left the library she could hear voices round the corner at the end of the corridor. The voices seem to be getting louder and louder. As she neared the corner the voices suddenly became clearer. “I don’t even get why the hat put you in Gryffindor, you’re the wimpiest person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.” “You’re also bad at everything you try, you’ve blown up so many cauldrons this year I have lost count.” “And so much for Gryffindor loyalty, you’re so wimpy that even your precious house mates aren’t here to defend you. Aww boo hoo, is Longbottom going to cry. Hahaha.” (Y/N) had finally heard enough, she stepped round the corner and was greeted by three Ravenclaws crowding a Gryffindor into the wall. “Enough!” (Y/N) shouted catching the students attention. “I have never heard such arrogant, disdainful drivel from a Ravenclaw in all my life. I know understand why I was put in Slytherin instead of Ravenclaw as it seems they share a trait of becoming jealous of anyone who has the capability to be smarter than you, a trait I do not have. You should leave before the whole school learns that Ravenclaw is jealous of Mr. Longbottom for being better at Herbology than them.” Throughout the whole speech, the Ravenclaws were becoming more and more angry and Longbottom was becoming more awed. The Ravenclaws, knowing that trying to attack a Slytherin through word or spells and winning was futile, left looking thoroughly shamed.
(Y/N) turned towards the boy to see that he was staring right at her. “Um…Thanks. But I’m not sure whether to be glad or scared that a Slytherin defended me.” The boy says with a nervous laugh. “Do not worry. I have no intention of making this situation worse for you.” This received a calmer smile from the boy. The boy turned towards her and held out his hand. “Frank.” (Y/N) took the hand and gave it a firm shake. “(Y/N).” “Oh so you’re the 'hot’ Slytherin I’ve been hearing about from Sirius.” As if just realising what he said, Frank turned a bright shade of red. “Not that that’s what we call you now. I mean it’s not that I don’t think your hot… I mean, I’m not trying to come on to you or anything, It’s just…And now you’re laughing at me.” It was true, half way through Frank’s stuttering, (Y/N) had indeed started to giggle. “Sorry, It’s just, you’re so shy that it’s cute.” “I’m not cute!” Frank shouted, appalled at the very idea of losing his pride as a man. “It’s not a bad thing, I meant no shame to your pride. Where are you heading to now Frank?” “Um…what?” Frank looked completely lost at the sudden topic change. “Class Frank. Where are you heading?” “Oh, haha. Potions, you?” “Herbology, I suppose this is where we part then. It was a pleasure meeting you Frank.” (Y/N) says as she heads outside towards the greenhouses. “Uh, you too (Y/N).”
(Y/N) hated the transition between winter and spring. The snow had melted but the Ice was still about and now it was more dangerous. In her hurry toward the greenhouses though, she had forgotten this entirely and thus caught the edge of an ice patch and she braced for the hard impact of he ground. Only, It didn’t come. Instead she felt the impact of a hard chest. “Are you alright (Y/N)?” a familiar voice asked. “Regulus?” (Y/N) opened her eyes and did indeed notice Regulus steadying her. “Who else saves you from that awful ice. We really need to stop meeting like this.” “This isn’t funny Reg, I swear the ice is someone’s evil invention.” (Y/N) said with such conviction that it caused Regulus to burst out laughing. It wasn’t long until (Y/N) joined him.
“Heading to Herbology Reg?” “Of course, mind if I accompany you? Can’t have you falling on anymore ice now can we?” (Y/N) bumped his shoulder with her own. “Shut up.” They continued on their way to the greenhouses but a cold breeze crossed their paths and (Y/N) started shivering. “Cold?” “Yeah, not everyone remembers their coat Reg!” She didn’t mean to snap, she was just so cold. But…then again, she wasn’t. Wait what? (Y/N) looked down to see that a coat had been draped over her shoulders. She looked over at Regulus and there he was, minus one coat. “Reg?” “You were cold.” He said with a shrug as if that answered everything. (Y/N) was going to argue more but the coat was so warm so instead she kept quiet and snuggled further into the coat. As they reached the greenhouses, it was considerably warmer inside, (Y/N) gave the coat back. “Thanks Reg.” then she kissed his cheek and entered the greenhouse.
Herbology wasn’t (Y/N)’s favourite lesson so the detail are blurry at best. She met up with Narcissa and Bellatrix at the end of the lesson and together they headed back to the common room. They started on the assignments that were due the next day, or rather Narcissa and (Y/N) did whilst Bellatrix messed around and tried to distract them. Eventually they gave up and decided to talk about their day and what they were going to do for Hogsmeade weekend. (Y/N) soon realised the time and decided to head to bed. “It’s getting late guys, I’m heading up. Bella?” “I’m going to stay and talk to Cissa for a bit, head up without me.” “Sure. Night Cissa, night Bella.” “Night!” They both shouted behind her.
As soon as (Y/N) entered she went about her nightly routine, which was a lot easier to do without Bellatrix around. She changed into pyjamas and headed to bed. However, once she reached her bed, she noticed something on her pillow. A note with her name on it and a (Fave/Flower). She picked up the (F/F) and inhaled the beautiful scent. She then picked up the note and opened it. The note said…
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!!!” Everyone gathered in the Burrow shouted. The birthday boy himself pretending to act surprised. (Y/N) smiles as everyone gives him a hug then insists he open their present first. The atmosphere soon gets too stifling in her and she excuses herself for some much needed air.
As soon as she’s outside, she light up a cigarette and takes a deep drag. Then looks up toward the stars as they help her calm. “You shouldn’t smoke you know. It’s not good for you.” (Y/N) doesn’t even turn at the sound of the familiar voice. “As if that’s going to help me now.” “We know how you feel, but you are just causing yourself unnecessary damage.” A new voice answers her instead. “So.” She responds. A different voice again, female this time “Please, stop with this unhealthy attitude” the voice begs. “Harry needs you.” Another voice. Male again, and very familiar. This, causes me to finally turn and face them. I look at each owner of the voices and decide to answer them each in order. I turn towards a handsome man with black wavy hair that reached his shoulders. Sirius. “You used to go through three packets a day, you can’t talk.” I then turn toward a tawny haired male with hazel eyes and scars across his face. Remus. “It’s not like the damage matters.” I then turn toward my favourite red head. “I’m sorry Lils, I can’t.” Finally I turn towards the last voice. My brother, James Potter. “No, he doesn’t.”
The flat way I spoke that must have struck a cord with James as he suddenly starts shouting at me. “ Of course he does, your his Aunt. The only family who survived.” At this James pauses then continues on in a much more sad and desperate tone “Your all he has.” At the tone, (Y/N) turns away from them. “He doesn’t. Harry has every one he will ever need, right inside that house. Not me. I-” “Don’t be stupid! Of course I need you.” (Y/N) turns to see Harry stood right behind her. “What are-” “You were taking a while, I came to see if you were all right. You shouldn’t be out here on your own.” As he said this, (Y/N) and the marauders share an amused look whilst Lily looks exasperated at us. “Who were you talking to anyway?” “It doesn’t matter.” “Please don’t start lying to me.” Harry says sounding slightly hurt. (Y/N) sighs and draws a breath to steady herself. “Just a doe, a stag, a dog and a wolf.”
It takes a few moments but Harry finally clicks with what she means. “What? But they’re-” “I know.” She say resigned, he is a smart kid. He is going to figure it out. “But that’s not possible, the only way to do that is through the stone, which is lost, or you’re-” He cuts himself off as he realises. “Yeah, you got it. I’m sorry.” (Y/N) says defeated. “How?” At this question (Y/N) goes towards the porch and sits down, Harry following her example. “Remember the year we met?” Harry looks confused as to why she she chose to start there but goes along with it. “Beginning of fifth year. The Order raided one of Voldie’s lairs and found you in the dungeons. You were rescued, tested to see if you really were my Aunt and then taken to Hogwarts to Madam Pomfrey.” “Yeah.” (Y/N) shivers momentarily at the thought of those dungeons. “Remember the Department of Mysteries?” “How could I forget.” Harry says with a bit of bitterness in his tone. “Right, sorry. When Sirius fell into…yeah. I ran after him, like you tried. I was stopped by my old mentor Alastor, but not before I touched it. The veil.” ________________________________________________________________
Flashback (Reader’s POV as in she is telling the story to Harry)
The whole room was filled with the sounds of Order members and Death Eaters battling. I was protecting the children from stray spells when I heard something unusual. “Nice one James!” I turn and see Sirius and Harry fighting Lucius. No Pads! Harry. Prongs isn’t here. It’s Harry.
I noticed that Harry caught the slip and momentarily stopped fighting, Sirius was too busy trying to take down Lucius to notice. He cast one last spell with a fancy flick of his wrist and disarmed Lucius. I was relieved, they were both okay. He blasted Lucius away and I smirked towards them. The smirk dropped when out of no where Sirius was struck with the dreaded green spell. No.
I watched him fall. Fall backwards into the veil to never return. All was silent in those moments, the world still. “SIRIUS!!!” I charged towards the veil, no he can’t be gone, no. “SIRIUS!!!” I’m reaching for the veil, almost there. Almost to Sirius. My hand enters the veil when I’m grabbed and pulled away. I look back to see Alastor. “I’m sorry lass. But we are not losing you too.”
Flashback End (POV end too) ________________________________________________________________
Both Harry and (Y/N) take a few minutes to compose themselves enough to continue the conversation. “When my hand entered the veil, it attached itself to my soul in a way. It’s eating it, bit by bit.” “You’re dying.” Harry says with so much finality, as if he knows there is nothing to be done. “Yeah. It was a couple of days after my release from the hospital wing that I saw James, Lily and Sirius. I thought I was going mad.” “I thought you already were.” Harry joked, successfully breaking the tension. Everyone laughed, even the Marauders to which (Y/N) shot them a joking glare. “It wasn’t until after the war that I saw Remus, for obvious reasons. I also see Fred too whenever I’m in the same area as George. Even in death, they are inseparable.”
“How long?” Harry asks after a short comfortable silence. “What?” “How long until you…you know.” He makes the gesture of a finger crossing his throat. “Oh! A few months. Mediwitches and wizards say there is nothing they can do as they don’t understand the veil.” (Y/N) stares at the sky with a sad look. Harry gets up off the porch and rubs of imaginary dirt from his pants. He then turns towards (Y/N) and holds out his hand. “Well come on then!” “What?” “We still have a few months left so let’s make them count. I know you’re excited to go walk off into the afterlife hand in hand with Sirius but this is our time now.” This comment causes (Y/N) to go bright red, Lily to smile at the fact Harry acknowledged his Aunts crush, Remus to laugh behind his hand and Sirius to smirk in her direction until James storms over to have a stern talking to about the rules of dating his sister. “I am not!” “Are too.” Lily and Harry say at the same time causing (Y/N) to smile. Like Mother like Son she thinks that muggle saying goes. “Whatever. Let’s just have a good time huh?” “Yeah.” Harry replies more upset than a few minutes ago. “What’s up? You know…apart from the obvious.” “I just wish there was something we could do.” “It’s just one of those moments Harry.”
