Y/n= Your name
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Y/n's POV:
When I got out of the Great Hall I went straight to my dormitory. I've been staring at the ceiling for ten minutes, I'm not sleepy at all. I decided to apparate to the lake. I feel lucky that Dumbledore exempted me from the anti-disapparition jinx.
The cold breeze greeted me. I was a bit regretful of apparating without wearing a coat. I should've kept my robes on. It's dark outside now. The stars sparkled. The lake is calm. I felt calm as I watched the lake. I sat by the same tree Fred and I was on before. I hugged myself.
"I miss you Dad." I exclaimed to myself. Today's his eighth year anniversary. Must be the main reason why I was out of focus today. I was expecting a letter from Mum but she might be mourning herself.
The cold breeze embrace me once again. I began sniffing.
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"Dad come on!" I pulled Dad's right hand.
I heard him chuckle, "Be careful Y/n. Calm yourself. We will get there."
Dad promised to bring me to Diagon Alley today. I've been waiting for him all month because he promised to bring me when I turn seven. He can't stay for my birthday so he said we'll go a month before.
"Come on Dad! I can't wait!" we were waiting on a traffic light. When the light turned green a massive crowd greeted us.
I ended up losing my grip on his hands and was lost in the crowd.
"Dad?" I remained standing in the middle of the crowd. "Dad!"
I began sitting down from fear. I even saw a woman with butterfly pattern dress. I was so lost that I had thought it was real butterflies. I hate butterflies. They scare me.
The crowd passed through me, a man even screamed at me because he said I was blocking his way. When the crowd dispersed I heard Dad shout my name.
"Y/n! Watch out!"
Everything was so fast. I opened my eyes only to see Dad lying on the ground holding my arm. I began tearing up.
"Call the ambulance!" someone shouted. Dad was just lying on the ground looking at me intently.
"Y/n..." he said quietly slowly losing his strength. I crawled to him. My tears rushed down my chin. "Always remember that you are special." he struggled.
"Dad! Don't leave me!" I cried, I held his hand. He kept muttering that I have four souls, I'm special, I'm a protector. I cried louder. He can't leave me!
I was in so much fear and pain but my head had the idea that if I had four souls, then that means I can give him one. I thought about it so hard.
"Y/n?" Dad's voice started getting clearer. I could feel his heartbeat through his hand. I felt my insides fighting. It was as if two of my souls are fighting who should go inside Dad's
"Y/n, sweetie, stop it." Dad exclaimed. I shook my head closing my eyes. I don't want him to leave. He should stay alive. I felt myself half a soul less. I continued what I was doing. But someone pulled me away from my Dad.
The whole place went into slow motion. I saw two souls fighting as they gushed out of my body. Then I flew away along with the person who was pulling me. I felt two souls less, more than what I had planned to give up.
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