Crossover

•chapter 7•

Some dialogue in here comes directly from the Harry Potter POA transcript. I take no credit for the dialogue that is also included in the movie.

Riley and Jeremiah both weren't talking to me. I mean I guess I couldn't really blame them after what happened. I guess I wouldn't be talking to me either.

I a took a second to look down at my watch before continuing to pace back and forth. I was 6:51 AM. I just couldn't stay asleep. Visions of Mikael haunted me all night. Visions of him slaughtering my family. Instead of staying curled up in bed, panicking about my family, I managed to haul myself up and prepare for the Hogsmeade trip. I know, how selfish of me.

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I was wearing an oversized light blue sweatshirt and a pleated white skirt to match with it. I made my way to the front of the castle to meet up with Harry. I passed corridor after corridor, ignoring the stares and whispers that were all directed to me.

After what felt like hours of public embarrassment, I finally made it to the front of the castle. My eyes darted around my surroundings trying to spot Harry. He was no where to be seen. Then again, I did come around 30 minutes early due to me obsessing over Mikael and my family.

I found the nearest bench and sat on it, trying my best to keep my mind off of Mikael. I ran my hand through my hair, putting it up in a ponytail before letting it drop at my shoulders.

"Why hello." I cold, familiar voice called out from behind me sending cold shivers down my spine. I willed myself not to turn around and face the source of the voice.

Sadly, footsteps came closer to me and soon ended right next to me. I forced myself to look at him. Blondie.

"What do you want Malfoy." I spat, obviously not wanting to talk, especially not with him.

"That's not the right way to talk to me, especially after you practically almost killed me." I averted my eyes from his face, knowing he was flashing his infamous smirk.

"Trust me, If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead. I have bigger things to worry about, other than you." I coldly snarked. I skimmed my eyes across my surroundings again, praying for Harry to pop up and give me an excuse to get the hell away from Malfoy.

Wait. I don't need an excuse to leave? Yeah, I'm leaving.

Following off what I had discussed in my head, I got up and walked away, feeling Blondies stare burn on my back.

Thankfully, just as I was about to walk around to the back, I ran into none other than Harry Potter.

"Harry!" I called out, relieved to finally see him.

"Oh! Hey Clara!" He called back before giving me a quick, quite surprising hug.

"Oh-ok," I squeaked out, returning his hug.

"Here, put put this over your shoulders." He slung a cloak over my shoulders and his shoulders.

"Woah!" I exclaimed, looking down my lower body, only to see absolutely nothing, "What is this?"

"It's an invisibility cloak. I got it first year for Christmas." He answered as he threw the cloak over both our heads, "Ok, just follow me."

We trudged through the snow, making a trail of footprints behind us. We barely made it 4 feet from where we started when a strong hand gripped my arm and judging my Harry's yelp of surprise, gripped his too.

"Argh, let go you guys!" Harry whispered-yelled to the 2 mysterious people.

"Clever Harry," The person holding Harry's arm said.