The Progenies

Chapter XIX

˖*. TERRIFIC TERM .*˖

The unlucky Ravenclaw students who had been hit by Lysander's jinxes tattled on him. Not to their head of house unfortunately, but directly to the headmistress herself.

Professor McGonagall thought it fitting to give Lysander a weekly detention, up until the end of the school year. Not only had he jinxed students, he had also performed magic outside of school grounds.

Sadly, these detentions coincided with his quidditch practices multiple times. Which made the captain consider letting him go.

Diane was on her way to plead with the 5th year Ravenclaw captain. She'd do anything for Lysander to keep his spot on the team, she knew how much it meant to him.

Before she reached the quidditch pitch where she knew the Ravenclaws were gearing up for yet another practice, she was stopped by someone.

'Hey! Are you Diane?' Someone behind her called out.

'Er- Yeah.' Diane said as a girl approached her.

The Ravenclaw's cheeks were pink from the cold, she wore her dark hair up in a neat ponytail. A twinkle shone in her light blue eyes and her lips were curled in a kind smile. The sun reflected brightly on her silver-and-blue prefect badge.

'I heard what some of my fellow Ravenclaws did to you in Hogsmeade, I'm terribly sorry!' She started. 'I made sure they got the detention they deserved. Oh, I also spoke with the headmistress. She's going to reduce your friend's detentions, although I don't justify what he did.'

'Oh, thank you! Er- how did you know?' Diane asked.

'I heard them bragging about jinxing you in our common room.' She stated. 'I'll have you know that I do not tolerate bullying in the slightest!'

'Yeah, neither do I.' Diane glanced around, feeling slightly intimidated by the elder student's presence. 'Why did they do it?'

'Wish I knew, these pricks probably feel powerful tormenting young muggleborns.' The girl scoffed. 'Don't worry about it though, I'm muggleborn too.'

Diane stared at the ground and smiled softly. She never understood why people like her and the girl standing before her were looked down on. She was a witch, just like them, wasn't she?

'My name's Theodora, by the way.' The Ravenclaw extended her hand. 'Theodora Dursley.'

'Nice to meet you.' Diane said as she shook Theodora's hand. 'Could you maybe do me another favour and convince the quidditch captain to keep my friend on the team?'

'I'll see what I can do.' Theodora smiled sweetly before skipping over to the pitch. 

Thanks to the kind words of Theodora, Lysander was able to keep his position of seeker after all. His detentions were shortened as well, but he didn't really seem to care much. He didn't regret his actions in the slightest. On the contrary, he was actually pretty proud of what he'd done.

He could usually be seen walking from class to class followed by a group of giggling girls, proudly telling them about his endeavour in Hogsmeade.

His fan group of girls weren't the only ones who fancied chatting with Lysander between classes. Diane noticed Lysander's arm draped around the shoulder of a new boy nearly every week.

She felt slightly bad for these people, seeing as Lysander flirted with every living thing in existence.

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The rest of the school year went much like Diane's previous years.

She stayed at the castle during Christmas break and spring break. Enjoying the occasional chat with Haru, who was still happily together with David.

The two Slytherin prefects were seventh years now, so Diane took advantage of the time she still had with her friend before she would graduate.

The warmer months of spring and early summer brought with them the annual exam stress.

Diane had scored well on nearly all of her classes. Exceptionally well even, on charms and history of magic.

One of the subjects professor Whitelock had covered this year were the Medieval witch hunts.

The intimidating man had his own specific way of teaching. He would go over the texts their history books covered first, after which he would debunk certain sayings and give his own interpretation of the described events.

Where he got these very detailed story's, Diane unfortunately didn't know. Nonetheless, she was happy to have him as her teacher instead of the previous professor, Binns. She had heard stories of students quite literally falling asleep on their text-books during his lectures.

Herbology still wasn't her strong suit. Especially de-fanging vampiric vegetation, where she'd nearly lost a finger.

Another splendid year ended as the teens heaved their suitcases down the luggage rack of the Hogwarts Express. Bart excitedly hooted in his cage while Calcifer eyed him as if he would make a very satisfying meal.

Diane stayed in the small compartment a little longer, gazing out onto the packed platform. The expressions of many adult were slightly more worried than when she'd last seen them. Some seemed extremely tired as they tried putting on happy faces for their children.

Diane wondered wether something was happening, it seemed almost as thought the adults were trying to hide something from them. Not like hiding a gift or exciting family gossip, but something that almost seemed to drain them.

'Everything alright, D?' Roxanne stuck her head inside the carriage. 'I'd get out now before the train takes you back to Hogwarts.' She chuckled.

'Yeah, probably should.' She smiled

'Hey, I know it's pretty early.' Roxanne started. 'But I wondered if you would like to join me next Christmas.'

'Like, spend christmas at your home?' Diane asked. 'Are you sure I wouldn't be intruding? I mean there's already so many of you.'

'They wouldn't mind.' Roxanne chuckled. 'I'll ask my parents once were home.'

'Thanks a lot Rox.' Diane hugged her friend tightly. 'Already looking forward to it!'

Together they exited the train and Diane waved them goodbye one last time before disappearing through the magical barrier dividing platform nine and ten. Joining her parents on the muggle side of the station.

~ End of year three ~