Y/N POV

"There's someone out there," Remus said. "I can smell Greyback, but there's more than one --"

"Nathan's here," I said as I heard his thoughts get closer. "So's Bellatrix."

Then just out the window, the reeds were set ablaze as the rest of the Weasleys came down the stairs and watched. Bellatrix became visible and grinned madly at Mum, who scowled and drew her wand. Dora's eyes filled with anger and she drew her wand as well. They were about to go, but Harry beat them out the door, as Mum watched in horror.

"Harry, no!" She and Mrs. Weasley said.

'Harry, yes!' He thought.

"Goddamn it," I said as I went for my bag and pulled out mine and Lana's overcoats from Dad and threw it to her and I grabbed another thing.

Pettigrew's dagger, but I had modified it to work like a switchblade so it didn't cut me or anyone else. I put in a sheath in my coat as Hermione came closer to me. "Hermione, get the Weasley's and Anne away from here!" I said to her. "Lana and I are going after Harry." She hesitated for a moment before pulling my head and kissing me. "Be safe for me," She said with fear in her voice. "I love you."

"Love you more," I said quickly and kissed her passionately. Lana and I nodded at each other as we teleported outside with our rings on our fingers and we found ourselves in front of Nathan.

"Hello again," He growled at us. "You miss me, you little shits?"

(A/N: Handler's line for context.)

"We're not mirrors, dickhead," Lana said.

"And what do you got?" I said. "We bested you... twice! And I cut your arm off, what can you do now?"

"This," He grinned as madly as Bellatrix and his prosthetic arm was set ablaze, but didn't burn him. "One of the benefits of being Voldemort's most trusted advisors."

"Oh no, your hand is on fire," Lana said sarcastically. "Whatever shall we do now?"

I quickly froze the fires on his arm as he growled. "Nice trick," I said. "We have more up our sleeves."

"No matter," He said as the arm conjured a dagger. "I'll kill you both anyway."

Okay, that is one crafty arm.

Nathan yelled as he cast a Killing Curse in our direction and slashed at us with his blade, but I managed to block it with mine. Lana teleported behind him and kicked his leg, but before Nathan turned around, I electrocuted him with Grindelwald's Lightning Bolt Curse.

Yeah, our grandfather had one dope-ass curse.

Now Nathan scowled and reached for his wand to cast another curse, I drove my dagger in his knee, making him groan in pain. He reached for the knife, removed it and cast, "Stupefy!" at us along with "Crucio!" We both flinched in pain as Nathan's face grew an insane smile at him torturing us.

"NATHAN!" Mum yelled. "GET YOUR DAMN HANDS OFF MY KIDS!"

Nathan turned around as we managed to get up. "Hello again, sister," Nathan smirked at Mum. "You and your kids didn't have to go through this. You could have joined us."

"You know what?" Mum said as she pointed her wand at him. "Go burn in hell with Dolohov." She looked at us. "Y/N, Lana, go get to Harry! I'll take care of my bastard brother." We did as she said and teleported away to Harry in front of Bellatrix and Fenrir. Ginny had come out and Bellatrix laid eyes on her as she fired a spell at her. Before it made contact, Ginny dogged it and fired back at her but she got in Fenrir's sight.

"Don't you smell clean..." Fenrir said. Lana looked disgusted and teleported Ginny to the others and to make sure the others were okay ."Hey, Fenrir!" I yelled at him. "Anyone told you you were pretty?"

"What --" He said, confused.

"A PRETTY UGLY MOTHERF***ER!" I yelled. "I mean, you trying to get a girlfriend? You're not gonna with that slick-backed hair. Those teeth... those fingers... Yeah, you're not getting any."

"And you must be Y/N Lovegood," Fenrir growled. "Nathan's talked about you and your sister."

"Yeah, that's my name, don't wear it off, jackass," I said as he stared down and my eye glowed. "But I have another name too."

"And what would that be?"

"The guy who kills Fenrir Greyback," I said before turning into a wolf and teleporting on his back and sunk my claws into his shoulder. Fenrir grunted, grabbed me by the leg and threw me on the ground and I made a noise that a wolf would make when they were harmed.

Hermione and Anne ran over to me and Hermione brushed my fur as I looked at her and whimpered. "Hey, I'm here," She cooed to me as she brushed my snow-colored fur. "I'm here with you." For a moment, I turned back into a human as Fenrir looked at Hermione and grinned. "Pretty for a Mudblood, I'll give her that." He said as he licked his lips.

'F***ing piece of shit.' I thought as I growled and charged at Fenrir and mid jumping, I turned into a wolf again and scratched his face with my claws and snuck my fangs into his shoulder. He yelled and pushed me off as he now walked menacingly toward the girls with the same smile as Nathan. I scowled and charged again, but due to Fenrir's hearing being heightened, he knew I was running behind him.

And I was counting on it.

As expected, Fenrir turned around, grabbed me by the neck and raised me off the ground. Anne was crying and yelling, "Put him down, please!", while Hermione was doing the same but pleading louder. Fenrir licked his teeth as he was ready to turn me, but before he did, I smirked and yelled, "Good night, Sally!" in my best American accent.

(A/N: I tried to find a Gravity Falls gif for this, couldn't find any)

I then headbutted him and teleported out of his grip to appear behind him. As he looked for where I was, I tapped his shoulder and said, "Surprise, Motherf***er." And then I punched him in the chest, pushing him a fair distance away and he fell to the ground. And I punched him again and again and again as he kept spitting blood from his mouth.

"DON'T."

SMACK!

"LAY."

SMACK!

"A"

SMACK!

"F***ING."

SMACK!

"HAND."

SMACK!

"ON."

"THEM."

SMACK.

"YOU SICK, VILE, SON OF A BITCH!"

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

I got up as Fenrir was bleeding from all over his face. I was bleeding from my face as well and my knuckles were bruised. I spit some blood on the ground and I was bleeding from my forehead. I was about to leave him, but I had wolf-like hearing as well, being an Animagus.

Because Fenrir's heart was beating louder. And louder.

Th-thump.

Th-thump.

Th-thump.

Hermione and Anne cowered as there was something coming behind me and I turned my head slowly. Fenrir started to run behind me, ready to kill me, but before he could...

I stabbed him in the eye.

Fenrir yelled as the crimson fluid flowed out of the place where his eye once was. Good thing Werewolves hate silver, and Pettigrew's dagger was chalk-full of it. He stared at me with anger, greed and even fear as I removed the dagger out of his eye. I put the dagger in front of him as he walked back.

"Be lucky I'm letting you live," I scowled coldly. "Puts you in your place with Voldemort, dog. And next time... I won't be so merciful. Ask Nathan, look where that got him. A scar on his eye and no wand arm."

Fenrir looked at me and was about to growl before I yelled, "AHHHHH!" as my eye continued to glow, scaring the werewolf as he stood up and escaped with the other werewolves. Nathan was about to disapparate, but Mum managed to cut him in the eye, blinding him for now.

https://youtu.be/TisrdgVVS6g

(A/N: All the gifs for Stargirl are over the limit, so this video will show Y/N punching Fenrir and screaming in his face. From 0:00 to 1:14)

Bellatrix saw me and Lana, grinned again and cackled and disapparated. But now the Burrow was burning up, but lucky, everyone made it out. The Weasley's were with their mother, Fleur was talking with Bill and Anne and Hermione were sitting on a log together. Anne was crying at what had happened and Hermione was comforting her and had just hugged her. My face fell as I saw Anne crying. I really hope I didn't scare her. I walked to the two as Hermione reached out her free hand to my cheek.

"Are you okay?" She asked concerningly. "And what about Greyback? He won't be back, will he?"

"Don't worry about Greyback," I said. "He's learned his lesson about preying on innocents for now. Bloody werewolves..."

"Werewolves exist here?" Anne sniffed as she cleared her tears. Oh, that's right... she doesn't know about Greyback and Remus. I looked at Anne as I sat next to her. "Yes, unfortunately they do." I said with a serious look. She doesn't seem to be scared. "Greyback is the worst of them all. He feasts on innocents and he loves to attack kids. He wants to raise them to hate wizards. But at least, not all of them are as bad as him. Remus there, he's one but he's good. You can trust him, I promise."

Anne sobbed a little bit now and then hugged me. I looked at Hermione who looked back with a sad look as she took my left hand while Anne still held on by my neck. "It's just it can be so scary," Anne said. "I'm a Muggle-born, but why do they not like us? What did we do to them? I don't want to get hurt..."

And that just hurt. Anne's young, but she's in a time where another war has started, concerning her and those like her. "Hey, Anne, listen to me, okay?" I said as she looked at me. "You are not going to get hurt. As long as Hermione and I are with you or anyone else, you're not gonna get hurt by anyone. I understand, and you have a right to be scared. But that doesn't mean you can't put on a brave face. Okay?" Anne nodded and hugged me harder and Hermione rubbed her back.

"If you want," Hermione said as she continued to rub her back. "We'll stay the night with you when the fire stops. Anne nodded again and looked back. "Also... how did you turn into a wolf?" She asked. "Are you an Animagus?"

I looked at her with a small smile and nodded. "I am an Animagus," I said. "I hope that doesn't bother you. A white wolf fighting a werewolf..." I chuckled a little as Anne did too. Hermione managed a smile as well.

"If you don't mind if I say it," She said. "But it was cool to see you fight a werewolf! It was badass."

"Language!" We both said.

Oh dear, I've become my mother.

Anne giggled a little at both of us. Eventually, everyone got the fires out and the Burrow was habitable again. We returned back home and we did stay with Anne till she fell asleep. Hermione kept her hair out of the way of her face as she slept and smiled as I did too. I kept watching her too as Hermione walked around behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders. I still felt the rush of adrenaline I was facing Greyback, and I nearly jumped as she placed them.

I knew Hermione would be concerned and I was right. "Hey...," She said as she rubbed my shoulders. "You feeling alright? You're really jumpy, you okay?"

I looked at her as I placed one of my hands on hers.

"I'm not sure," I said as I faced her. "Just Greyback saying that to you... just made me see red. I wanted to hurt him... I wanted to kill him. Just because he wanted to get to you and Anne. I just wanted to protect you both."

"I know," she said as she faced me and cupped my face. "But we were scared..."
"Because I nearly killed Greyback?" I asked, concerningly.

"No, no. I get you were trying to protect us, sweetheart," She said with a soft kiss on my lips. "We were scared that he would kill you. And that's not something I ever want to think about. Ever since you technically died four years ago, it's still not anything I ever want to think about."

I held her closer to me as I looked into her warm, beautiful chocolate-colored eyes and rubbed her cheek. "I don't want to do that to you either," I said as I kissed her. "I never want to leave you like that ever. And I never will in the future. I will always be your side. You're not getting rid of me that easily."

She smiled and kissed me again. "Never. I'm never letting you go."

I smirked and kissed her back while wrapping my arms around her and running my hands through her hair. "Hey," I said as we stopped for a moment. "Is Anne asleep? I'm hoping we didn't wake her up, Love."

Hermione stood up and walked to her. "She's asleep," She confirmed. "I guess us being here helped." I got up, walked behind Hermione and wrapped my arms around her as she giggled. I also reached down to Anne who was resting peacefully in her bed and kissed her forehead. "Sleep well, Anne," I whispered. "We're here if you need us."

Harry POV

Holiday was eventually over and we all went back to school. But the day after what happened at the Burrow, Mum was in a right state with me.

"You went after Bellatrix Lestrange? By yourself?!" She said to me as she put her hands on my shoulders. "Harry, I understand that you want to stop her for what she did to Sirius. He was my family too. But the best we can do is try and get her and the other Death Eaters back into Azkaban. And please, don't put yourself in danger. I get chills and such when this happens to Lana and Y/N, they're my children, and ever since you made yourself home here, you've been like a son to me. So please, don't give your godmother a heart attack." As she finished, she smiled at me.

"Yes, Mum," I said as I smiled back. "And I don't think my mum would mind if you call yourself my mum. I think she'd be happy that you're being my mum now."

Addison smiled again and brought me in a hug. "Sometimes I really wish Dad found that letter earlier," She said. "You would have had the childhood you wanted, instead of being around those people. But I'm glad you're here, Harry." She kissed my head and ruffled it a little. "Now you should get some sleep. Back to Hogwarts is soon."

So we were back at Hogwarts after our holiday but we were all talking about the Vanishing Cabinet that Mr. Weasley mentioned. Well, not all of us. Ron and Lavender were snogging with each other. Lana rolled her eyes and avoided Ron still.

"If Dumbledore's travelling places, it's news to the Ministry," I said to the four listening. "But get this: that night at Borgin & Burkes? It seems Draco was looking at a Vanishing Cabinet."

"What would Draco want with a vanishing cabinet?" Hermione asked me.

"You tell me," I said as she frowned and asked. "He looks different, don't you think? Draco? Almost... ill."

"Really?" Y/N said. "Draco's we're talking about? To be fair, he's been acting weird all year.

From next to me, I heard Ron and Lavender talking with each other.

"Lav, c'mon," Ron said. "Of course I'll wear it." Lavender had given him a necklace saying, "My Sweetheart." and had said, "That's my Won-Won."

"Excuse me," Lana said as she stood up. "I have to go vomit." She went off and I noticed Ginny talking with Dean and Seamus while Hermione and Y/N were talking to each other and with Anne who had joined us at the table. Ginny saw me watching and waved a little as I waved back.

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"Sir, is it true that Professor Merrythought is retiring?" Tom Riddle asked.

We were back looking at memories of Voldemort again. Everytime we saw his face, I grimaced at the image of him. Currently, Tom was talking to a younger Professor Slughorn.

"Now, Tom," Slughorn said. "I couldn't tell you if I knew, could I? I must say, m'boy, I'd like to know where you get your information. More knowledgeable than half the staff, you are."

Yeah, he wouldn't become so knowledgeable to become a murderer, wouldn't he? Possibly couldn't -- Oh, wait, HE DID!

"By the way," Slughorn said. "thank you for the pineapple -- you're quite right, it is my favorite -- how is it you knew?"

"Intuition," Riddle said with a small smirk as Slughorn laughed with the other students. "Good gracious, look at the time. Off you go, boys, or Professor Dippett will have us all in detention. Lestrange, Avery, don't forget your essays..."

"Wait..." Lana said. "Avery and Lestrange... they're Death Eaters."

As the other students left, Tom approached the professor and began another conversation.

"Look sharp, Tom. You don't want to be caught out of bed after hours.."

"I know a secret shortcut or two." Riddle responded.

"Yes, I imagine you do. Something on your mind, Tom?"

"Yes, sir. I couldn't think of anyone else to go to. The other professors, well, they're not like you. They might... misunderstand."

Riddle slipped off a ring on his left hand and rolled it in his fingers. It looked really familiar, it had a black stone.

"I was in the library the other night, in the Restricted section, and I read something rather odd, about a bit of rare magic, and I thought perhaps you could illuminate me..."

Before Tom could finish, Slughorn looked at him and roared, "I don't know anything about such things and I wouldn't tell you if I did! Now get out of here at once and don't ever let me catch you mentioning it again!"

And soon enough, the memory faded and we reappeared in Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore looked at us and examined us by our looks on our faces. I was confused, Y/N was angered at Riddle and Lana was suspicious as hell.

"Confused?" Dumbledore said. "I would be surprised of you weren't."

"I'm surprised Riddle wasn't expelled," Y/N said. "His intentions were so obvious, especially with the Basilisk years before."

"What happened?" Lana and I asked.

"This is perhaps the most important memory I've collected." Dumbledore said. "It's also a lie. This memory has been tampered with. In this case by the person whose memory it is, our friend Professor Slughorn."

"That explains why Slughorn yelled at Tom before he mentioned anything," Lana said. "The memories must have been altered, overlapped to cut out something Slughorn's ashamed of.

"But why would he tamper with his own memory?" I asked.

"As Lana said," Dumbledore said. "Something he must be ashamed of."
"Why?" We all asked.

"Why indeed?" He pondered. "I asked you to get to know Professor Slughorn and you've done so. Now I want you to persuade him to divulge his true memory. Anyway you can. Horace is, at heart, a decent man. Provide the proper circumstances and he will confess his sins."

"This memory is everything, Harry. Without it, we are blind. Without it, we leave the fate of our world to chance. You have no choice. You must not fail." He instructed us.

We tried to later that day, but as I mentioned Tom Riddle to him, he immediately went mad. "Dumbledore put you up to this. Didn't he? Didn't he!"

I was about to say something, but Slughorn raised his hand, silenced me anyway and left.

"Well... so much for finding out what the hell Riddle wanted," Y/N said.

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Later that night, Hermione, Y/N and I were in the Common Room together with Anne and Neville. Anne was brushing Snowball's fur, Y/N was resting on Hermione's lap as she played with his hair and planted small kisses on his forehead and Neville was reading up on Herbology. However, I was watching the Marauder's Map for any sign of Draco. I checked it everyday to see what that git is up to.

"Did you actually expect you could just walk up to Ol' Sluggy and ask him to reveal his deepest, darkest secret?" Hermione said to me. "Honestly, Harry, sometimes I think the Daily Prophet should call you the Dim One."

"Nice," I said without paying attention.

Y/N rose from Hermione's lap and looked at me. "We're going to have to persuade him somehow." He said. "And now, I'm afraid, you've made it a lot harder."

"I think Malfoy's leaving the castle," I said suddenly. Hermione and Y/N looked at me with a serious look in their eyes. "I've seen it. Sometimes... he just disappears off the Map."

"That's... not possible," Hermione said. " No one can leave the castle these days. The Map is wrong."

"The Map is never wrong," I said.

"Harry, Hermione's right," Y/N said. "They really should call you the Dim One. There are Aurors outside the school, there are precautions everyone is taking!"

"The Map is never wrong," I reassured as the two got up and left with Anne. I sighed and returned back to my dorm which I shared with Ron. I found him on his bed looking out the window with a heart-shaped box next to him. A trail of candy foils were on the ground as he looked out the window.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked in a strange tone. "The moon."

"Divine," I said as I eyed the box on the bed. "Had ourselves a little late-night snack, did we?"

"It was on your bed. The Box. Thought I'd try one..."

"Or twenty."

"I can't stop thinking about her, Harry." He said as he turned around.

"Really? Honestly, I reckoned she was starting to annoy you."

"She could never annoy me. I think... I think I love her."

"What?" I heard a voice down the hall as Y/N walked in. "What's going on? I kept hearing some weird, weird thoughts. Thought I'd check and -- what's up with him?" He asked as he gestured to him.

"Well, Brilliant," I said. 'Two sets of lovebirds, I guess." I said to him.

"Do you think she knows I exist?" Ron asked, to our confusion.

"You've been snogging her for three months," I said to him bluntly. "You've snogged more times than I've seen Hermione and Y/N snog."

"Harry!" Y/N said. "Why would you say that now?"

"Snogging?" Ron said. "Who're you talking about?"

"Who're you talking about?" Y/N said.

Ron grinned widely as if he was lovestruck. "Romilda, of course," He said. "Romilda Vane."

Y/N looked at me and back at Ron. "What. the. Hell."

"Okay," I said as I walked to him. "Very funny." I walked to my bed and Y/N was about to get back to Hermione before I felt one of the halves of the box hit me in the head and one hit Y/N.

"What the hell was that for?!" We both yelled at him.
"It's no joke!" Ron said. "I'm in love with her."

"Okay, fine!" I said as Y/N picked up one of the foils off the floor. "You're in love with her!"

"Harry, he's not," Y/N said as he smelled the foil. "He's been drugged with a love potion by Romilda Vane. It's spiked with Amortenia."

"And how do you know that?" I asked.

"This foil," He said. "It has Amortenia residue on it, and I'm smelling new parchment and books, cinnamon, lattes and her signature perfume. It's what I associated with my love for Hermione, since it smells like Hermione."

"Ron, these chocolates, they're --" He said to him as he approached him. "Right, nevermind that. We'll take you to Romilda. We're gonna introduce you to her, buddy."

Ron smiled stupidly and sprung up like a Slinky. "How do I look?" He asked.

"Devastating handsome," I said sarcastically. Y/N looked at me and mouthed, "He's bloody lost his marbles."

We walked out of the dorms as Hermione and Anne were there. Y/N told them both what had happened and quickly kissed Hermione as we headed off for Slughorn to hopefully cure Ron. Slughorn was reluctant at first, but as he saw Ron's state, he brought us in.

"I'd have thought you could whip up a remedy for this in no time, Harry," He said to me. "An expert potioneer like you." Y/N snickered as he mentioned that.

"I figured this called for a more practiced hand, sir." I said.

"Hello, darling," Ron said to his reflection. "Fancy a drink?" We all turned to him flirting with his reflection.

"Yeah, he's bloody lost it," Y/N said. "I'll help with the potion." He then grabbed a book, flipped through it and grabbed what he and Slughorn needed. He brought them back and they started brewing. Midway through, I decided to ask Slughorn. "I'm sorry, sir. About the other day. Our... misunderstanding."

Slughorn eyed me slightly. "Yes, well, water under the bridge as they say, correct?" He said to me as Y/N grabbed a masher to mash all the ingredients.

"I mean, I'm sure you're tired of it, after all these years. The questions. About... Voldemort." I said to him.

"I'll ask you not to use that name," Slughorn said. Eventually, they finished as Y/N grabbed a goblet, threw it in the air and caught it again and Slughorn poured it in.

"Yes, sir. It's just, well, Dumbledore once said that fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself. It seemed sensible."

"Hermione also said that," Y/N said with a smile on his face as he grabbed something for Ron to drink it with to not leave an aftertaste. "Clever, she is, I tell ya."

"I see you're quite smitten with her, Y/N," Slughorn said. "Your father was just the same for your mother. Landgen was a star student in my class, alongside Snape. Though, they weren't close with each other."

He turned back to me. "Anyways, with all due respect, Dumbledore sometimes forgets that most of us do not possess powers so great that we can risk offending the most dangerous Dark Lord who ever lived." He finished up with the final touches to the potion and severed it to Ron. "Alright, m'boy!" He bellowed. "Bottoms up!"

"What's this?" Ron asked curiously.
"Tonic for the nerves," He said as Ron chugged it down. He finished, but now the grin was wiped off his face. "What happened to me?" He asked us.

"Love potion, boyyo," Y/N said. "Strong one at that."

"Pick-me-up's what you need, m'boy," Slughorn said and turned to me. "Do us all good, I think. I've got butterbeer, wine -- ah -- and a dazzling oak-matured mead. I had other intentions for this but given the circumstances..." He took a bottle and poured four shot glasses for us, he gave one to Ron and handed the other two to me and Y/N. "There we are, Potter, Lovegood," He said with a smile. "To life!"

Y/N shrugged and drank it, but Ron's glass had hit the floor and he did too. Y/N's lips puckered up and he spat the liquid into the fire and looked at Ron. "Oh shit, what now?!" He said, but Ron wasn't good at all. There was foam out of the mouth and he was seizing.

"Ron! Ron!!" I said as I shook him. "Professor, help him!"
"Oh crap," Y/N said as he looked. "Slughorn! Do something!"

"I-I-I don't understand," He stuttered as Ron's skin turned blue. "He's choking!" Y/N said before he looked up. "Harry, grab a bezoar. Two, just in case I do too, I drank some of it. Remember Snape's class, it will cure you from most poisons!" I rushed up, grabbed a box and looked for the Bezoars. I grabbed them and handed one to Y/N, who consumed it immediately and I pushed it in Ron's mouth.

Suddenly, he stopped seizing, but he stopped moving. "Come on, Ron!" I shouted. "Breathe! Don't be a prat, breathe!"

"You heard him," Y/N said. "You ain't leaving us yet, ginger idiot."

Ron coughed twice and looked at us. "These girls are gonna kill me," He said to us. "Y/N, how did you deal with it with Daphne and that Clara girl?"

"Technically I didn't," He said. "Hermione was there with me."

Hermione POV

In the early morning, Lana and I walked to the hospital wing to see Ron, who Y/N and Harry had reported to be okay. However, he couldn't play Quidditch, so the only person who was able to play when he couldn't...

Was Cormac McLaggen.

We entered the hospital wing as Y/N was also being checked if he was poisoned and Lana checked on him and Ron. Fred, George and Ginny were there checking on their brother, who was resting in his bed.

"Quick thinking on your part, Harry. Using a Bezoar. You must be very proud of your student, eh, Horace?" Dumbledore asked him, who was sitting in a chair, stunned with what happened.

"Hm? Oh, yes, yes... very proud," He said. "Y/N informed Harry about the Bezoar."

"I think we all agree that Mr. Potter's and Y/N's actions were heroic. The question is: Why were they necessary." Professor McGonagall said, but was smiling at what her grandson had done to save someone's life. Addison was standing next to Y/N and brought her head to her son's.

"Yes indeed," Dumbledore said as he took the bottle and brought it to Slughorn. "This appears to be a gift, Horace. You don't by chance remember who gave you this bottle, do you -- which by the way possesses remarkably subtle hints of licorice and cherry when not polluted with poison."

"Actually I had intended to give it as a gift myself." Slughorn answered.

"To whom might I ask?" Dumbledore asked.

"You, Headmaster," He said.

As he finished, the doors burst open, and Lavender Brown went immediately to Ron, making Lana staring daggers at her. "Where is he?! Where's my Won-Won?"

"Really? That nickname?" Y/N asked. "My god. Thankfully, you haven't given me one of those kinds." He whispered to me.
"Don't worry," I whispered back. "That's one I wouldn't try to make."

"Has he been asking for me?" Lavender asked until she laid eyes on the blonde Ravenclaw student in front of her. "What's she doing here?" She asked madly.

"What am I doing here?!" Lana said. "Not just Ron, my brother is in here too! If I seem to recall correctly, you fancied him in third year, didn't you!" Everyone but the professors looked at Lavender as her face went red, but she didn't pay attention to that. "I happen to be Ron's girlfriend," She said.

"I happen to be his... friend," Lana said.

"Don't make me laugh," She said. "You haven't spoken in weeks. I suppose you want to make up with him now that he's suddenly all interesting."

"He's been poisoned, you daft dimbo!" Lana said to her. "And for the record, I've always found him interesting."

I glared at Lavender as she scowled back at me. Ron grunted and stirred in his sleep. "Ha! See! He senses my presence."

"Or it could be that he's trying to sleep," Y/N said. "Honestly, 'sensing my presence?' There are loads of people here!"

"La...nnn...aaa..." Ron said in his sleep. "La...nnnn....aaa!" He reached out his hand and Lana took it with a smile on her face. Lavender, who was now fueled with rage, stormed out of the hospital wing and the teachers dismissed us one by one. Before we left, we looked back at Lana, who looked back and saw our smiles and said, "Oh, shut up."

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After Ron was completely fine, Lana and him were back on talking terms again. Harry was reading that Half-Blood Prince's book again and was going on about some "Sectumsempra" curse, and I was talking to Y/N. Along with that, Katie Bell had come back, but couldn't remember who cursed her.

Harry was in hopes of asking her who could have, but Y/N had spotted Draco and so did Lana. They looked at each other and then back at me. "Hey," Y/N said. "Harry might be onto something with Draco. We're gonna check and we'll be back, I promise, okay?"

"Okay," I said as I leaned closer and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you more," Y/N said as he kissed me again and he and Lana walked after Malfoy.

Lana POV

Y/N and I walked after Malfoy as he entered a bathroom. We stood outside the bathroom waiting for the right time to enter, but from the corner of my eye, I saw Draco lurching over a counter and facing a mirror. He then rapidly took off his vest and threw on the ground as he faced himself and looked down. Then he did something unthinkable.

He started to cry.

Y/N and I nodded as we silently entered the bathroom without Draco noticing us and we stood behind him as Y/N said, "Draco?" softly as he turned around and immediately went for his wand.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Y/N said as he put his hand up. "We're not here to hurt you, I swear. We won't attack you, unless you attack us."

"And as a sign of good faith," I said as I took out my wand. "We'll all drop our wands." I took mine and placed it on the ground as Y/N did the same. Draco looked at us and after a while, he dropped him.

"How?" He asked us sadly. "How are you like this? Nice, caring, kind, everything you both have!? When the world knows you're Grindelwald's grandchildren? How?! You have everything!"

"Draco," I said softly. "We weren't brought up with the ideals your mother and father instilled in you. And I'm guessing with what you're going through, you've realized what you've done, yes? Over the years."

"And we didn't lean on any sort of power, like your father's," Y/N added.

"Yes," He croaked. "Making fun of Potter and Weasley, calling Granger and Cotton that word. And what I've done... and now what I have to do now... I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE! Because of my father, I have to do this! I don't want to!"

"It's not too late, Draco," Y/N said. "You can still change. Be the person you want to be, not the pure-blood supremacist version. And we're family, I'm sure you know. We can help you on that path to betterment."

Draco was about to say something, but now a different voice called out. "You hexed her, didn't you?" Harry said as he came in with his wand drawn at Draco. "You hexed Katie at Hogsmeade, didn't you?"

"Harry, what are you doing?" I said seriously. "Drop the wand."

"No, Lana," Harry said with anger in his voice. "He needs to answer."

"I did what I had to do," Draco said as we reached for our wands and pocketed them. Draco was ready to defend himself and attack Harry, but before he could even cast whatever spell he could, Harry had been faster.

And he cast the spell.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!"