Y/n - Your Name
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Y/n's POV:
I woke up in Fred's bed, his arms wrapped protectively around me. My head laid on his chest as he breathed up and down. As I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was my hand, placed on his chest next to my head.
Lifitng up my hand to inspect it I noticed the carving from yesterday was nearly completely gone. I carefully pried Fred's arms off of me before sitting up. I swung my legs off the side of the bed before quietly standing up. Turning back towards the bed I looked at Fred's peaceful face.
I then turned my attention to his hand, laying where my body was moments ago, his hand was almost completely healed. With a small smile, I turned and walked towards the door before opening and closing it behind me.
Exiting the boy's dormitories, I walked towards the girl's, and into the specific room that I shared with a few other 7th years. I quietly opened and closed the door behind me before turning and seeing Hermione, sitting on my bed.
"And where were you?" Hermione asked, confused.
"Fred and George's," I whispered, walking over to my things.
"I can tell," Hermione whispered back with a smirk.
I looked at her confused before she gestured to what I was wearing. It was then that I noticed that I was wearing Fred's green sweater, causing me to smile while saying, "Oh."
Hermione rolled her eyes with a small smile as I turned back to my things, asking, "And why are you in my dorm?"
"I was going to get you so we could have a private conversation with Harry and Ron," she started.
Grabbing a change of clothes I asked, "And when you discovered I wasn't here you decided to wait for me on my bed?"
"Yes," Hermione said, "Would you have rather me barged into Fred and George's room to get you?"
Standing up I said, "You wouldn't have seen anything I wouldn't want you to see, but both are equally invasive."
She shrugged as I walked into the bathroom to freshen up. Afer finishing I glanced at the counter, where I'd set Fred's sweater, before picking it up and shamelessly putting it back on.
Exiting the bathroom I said, "Okay, I'm ready."
"Perfect," Hermione said while walking over to me, linking her arm with mine.
Hermione led the way out of my dorm, but instead of going to the main part of the common room, she turned towards the boy's dormitories. She walked to a specific door before opening it, not even trying to be quiet.
As Hermione shut the door behind us I whispered, "Wait, they aren't even awake. Are they even aware that this is happening?"
"No," Hermione responded as if it was obvious.
She let go of me before walking to Harry's bed, "Wake up, Harry."
He sat up and reached for his glasses before staring at her confused, "What?"
Hermione ignored him and walked over to a snoring Ron, shaking him, "Wake up, Ronald!"
Ron inhaled sharply before looking up at her confused, "Bloody hell, Hermione."
Harry then looked over at me, "Y/n?"
I shrugged, "All her idea."
Hermione began to tug Ron out of bed, "Come on, Ronald!"
"Alright, alright!" Ron said scrambling out of bed.
She then turned to look at Harry, who immediately raised his eyebrows and stood up. Hermione pointed towards their bathroom, sitting on Ron's empty bed. Ron groaned in response as he picked up clothes from the floor, walking towards the bathroom.
After Harry watched Ron enter the bathroom he walked over to his things, grabbing clothes. I walked over to Hermione, sitting on Ron's bed while I waited.
The bathroom door opened, Ron walking out of it in new clothes. Ron leaned against the closest wall with his eyes closed as Harry walked into the bathroom.
Once we were all ready to leave, we followed Hermione out of the common room and onto the wooden bridge. "I can't believe I could be so stupid," Harry said, disappointed in himself.
"You did everything you could, mate," Ron said.
"Yeah, Harry, no one could win against that old hag," I agreed.
"Even Dumbledore didn't see this coming, " Hermione pointed out, "Harry, if it's anyone's fault, it's ours."
Ron continued as we all stopped walking, facing Harry's back, "Yeah, we talked you into it."
"Yeah, but I agreed," Harry said while turning to look at us, "I tried so hard to help, and all it's done is make things worse."
We all went silent before Harry turned back around, "Anyway, that doesn't matter anymore. Because I don't want to play anymore, all it does is make you care too much."
He looked down towards the ground, "And the more you care, the more you have to lose. So maybe it's just better to-"
After Harry cut himself off I asked, "To what?"
He slowly turned back towards us, "To go it alone."
Before any of us could say anything we heard, "Psst."
We all turned our heads to see Hagrid, hiding behind a column at the end of the bridge. "Hagrid," Harry said confused.
Hagrid gestured for us to follow him. We all looked at each other before walking towards him. He began to walk towards the Forbidden Forest, causing Ron to stop walking and whine, "Not in there!"
"Come on, Ron," Harry said nudging him forward.
Ron groaned before continuing to walk, unhappily. Harry jogged up next to Hagrid, "Hagid, where are we going?"
"Uh, you'll see," Hagrid said.
As we entered the forest we followed Hagrid in a single file line. Hagrid led the way, followed by Harry, then me, then Hermione, and lastly Ron. "Any idea where he's taking us?" Ron asked.
We all looked at Ron before looking back towards Hagrid, Harry saying, "Hagrid, why can't you just tell us?"
There was neighing coming from somewhere in the distance before we all stopped in a clearing, watching as centaurs ran past. "I've never seen the centaurs so riled," Hagrid started before looking back at us, "And they're dangerous at the best of times."
He looked back in the direction the centaurs went before sighing, "The Ministry restricts their territory much more, they're gonna have a full uprising on their hands."
"Hagrid, what's going on," Hermione asked.
"I'm sorry to be so mysterious, you four. I wouldn't be bothering you at all with it, but with Dumbledore gone," Hagrid paused while fiddling with his hands, "I'll likely be getting the sack any day now. And I just couldn't leave without telling someone about him."
"Him?" I asked confused.
Suddenly we heard loud footsteps, causing us to back up, watching as a giant stood up. "Grawpy," Hagrid called out, "Down here, you great buffoon."
He started walking towards us, watching the birds near his head fly around. We all began to duck as he clapped directly above our heads, trying to catch a bird. Hagrid scoffed, shaking his head, "Grawpy."
We all began to stand up again as he continued, "Brought you some company."
Grawpy looked down at us smiling before starting to run towards us. We all quickly moved backwards as he got closer, stopping as Grawpy was stopped. I then noticed he was looking at a rope that was tied to him, linking him to a tree.
"I couldn't just leave him, because-" Hagrid paused, "Because he's my brother."
"Blimey," Ron said as Grawpy looked back at us.
"Well, half brother, really," Hagrid said, walking beside us as Grawpy began to walk forward again, "He's completely harmless, just like I said. Little high-spirited, is all."
We all began walking backwards again as he got closer, but then Hermione tripped, grabbing onto me. We grabbed onto each other as we fall backwards, and suddenly both of us were being grabbed by Grawpy.
Hermione and I screamed as we were brought high up, close to his face. "Grawpy that is not poilite," Hagrid scolded lightly.
"Hagrid, do something!" Ron shouted.
"We talked about this. You do not grab, do you?" Hagrid continued, "Those are your new friends, Hermione and Y/n."
I turned around, giving Hagrid a worried expression, as I noticed Ron pick up a strong branch. Ron ran forward, swinging the branch at Grawpy's leg, causing the branch to break.
"Grawpy!" Hagrid continued to scold.
Grawpy then kicked Ron backwards, onto the ground. I looked back towards Grawpy as Hermione said sternly, "Grawp!"
Grawpy gave Hermione his full attention as she continued, pointing her finger in his face, "Put us down!"
Everyone sat in silence, Hermione looking at me without turning her head, as if she was trying to tell me something. I then realized what she wanted me to do, continuing sternly I said, "Now!"
Grawpy looked between us before lightly setting us back on the ground. We both backed up, between Harry and Ron. "You alright?" Ron asked, turning to look at both of us.
"Fine," we said in unison.
"Just needs a firm hand, is all," Hermione said.
"I think you've both got an admirer," Harry said.
Grawpy began rummaging through things, that I'd assume were his, as Ron said defensively, his voice cracking, "You just stay away from them, alright?"
Grawpy turned around, holding a handlebar, before ringing the bell on it. He then leaned down, handing it to Hermione. Grawpy looked at her expectantly, holding his finger.
After a few moments of silence, Hermione rung the bell. Grawpy smiled before looking over at me. I reached over, ringing the bell, before looking back up at Grawpy, smiling.
"He gets his own food and all," Hagrid started as Grawpy rang the bell while sitting down, "It's company he'll be needing when I'm gone."
Grawpy continued to ring the bell as Hagrid asked, "You will look after him, won't you? I'm the only family he's got."
Harry, Hermione, and I nodded to his question while Ron just shrugged. We all left the Forbidden Forest, saying goodbye to Hagrid. As we walked back to the Gryffindor common room, Harry left to go and see Snape, so Ron, Hermione, and I continued on our own.
As we walked into the common room I noticed that there were a lot of people in the main room, not including Fred or George. "See you guys later," I said, waving goodbye to Ron and Hermione.
Looking around the room again, I noticed Lee, so I walked over to him. "Hey, Lee," I said approaching him.
"Hey, Y/n," Lee responded.
"Have you seen Fred and George recently by any chance?" I asked.
"Last time I saw them they were in our room," Lee replied.
"Okay, thank you," I said with a smile.
I walked up the stairs, turning into the boy's dormitories before walking towards the door leading into their room. As I placed my hand on the door handle I heard Fred say, "How about we leave a portable swamp?"
"Brilliant idea, Freddie!" George said.
"I agree, but I feel we should do something targeted towards Umbridge," Fred continued.
"Right," I heard George say followed by, what I'd assume to be, the sound of him sitting on a bed, "What about a firework show?"
"That works, but how do we involve Umbridge?" Fred asked.
I heard someone clap before George said, "A dragon!"
"A dragon?" Fred asked.
"A dragon!" George repeated, "We can make a firework in the form of a dragon chase Umbridge!"
I heard someone stand before Fred said, "Perfect, Georgie! You're a genius!"
"I know," George said smugly, I could practically hear the smirk on his face.
Getting tired of eavesdropping and more confused by the minute I opened the door, "What are you two talking about?"
Fred standing and George sitting on his bed both shot their heads toward me, looking startled. "Were you listening from behind the door?" Fred asked.
"It was partly an accident, but yes," I said, closing the door behind me.
"Why didn't you just come in?" George asked confused.
"I don't know actually," I replied, "Anyways what were you talking about?"
Fred and George looked at eachother before Fred said, "It's a surprise."
"You'll find out later," George continued.
I groaned before sitting down on Fred's bed, putting my chin in my hands, "I hate surprises."
Fred approached the bed, holding out his hand, "Why don't we go do something to take your mind off of it, then?"
I looked from his hand to his face before sighing and accepting his hand, "Fine."
"Don't pout, love," Fred said smirking, wrapping his arm around my waist.
"It'll be fun," George continued, grabbing something off of his desk.
He walked towards us while showing me the Puking Pastilles, causing my face to light up, "Finally!"
They both chuckled as Fred walked to the door, opening it. We all left their dorm and walked out of the Gryffindor common room. We began walking towards Umbridge's office when we heard sniffling.
We looked at eachother before walking towards the noise. As we turned the corner we saw a young boy crying, holding his hand. When I realized why he was crying I started walking towards him, quickly followed by Fred and George.
The boy was sitting on a stone bench, so I sat down on his right, "Are you okay?"
He looked up at me, tears in his eyes, while he shook his head. "It's okay, we understand," I said gesturing between Fred, George, and myself.
The boy looked between us as Fred kneeled down beside us, whispering, "What's your name?"
"Michael," he whimpered out as George sat down on his left.
"Your hands going to be fine, Michael," Fred said sweetly.
"Yeah, it's not as bad as it seems. See?" George said, showing Michael his hand.
"If you want, we can give you a paste to help it heal quicker," I suggested.
"Yeah, you can hardly see our's anymore, and the pain stops after a while," Fred comforted Michael, also showing his hand.
I noticed Harry walking towards us before we heard an annoying, "Ahem."
We all turned and looked at the woman dressed in pink, standing in the archway. Fred and George started to stand as Harry walked closer. I noticed Michael began to shake in Umbridge's presence, so I wrapped my arm around him.
Fred and George slowly walked behind Harry as Umbridge continued, "As I've told you once before, Mr. Potter, naughty children deserve to be punished."
Umbridge smiled smugly before turning around, walking away slowly. I removed my arm from Michael as I watched her leave. Fred put his hands into his pockets, leaning his head towards George, "You know, George, I've always felt our futures lay outside the world of academic achievement."
"Fred, I've been thinking exactly the same thing," George said, smirking.
I looked between them confused before standing up, "What are you two on about?"
They looked between each other before Fred walked back over to me, wrapping his arm around me, "Tell you later, love."
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