Written In The Stars VI -[Harry Potter xF!Oc]

Chapter Twenty-Five: The King's Lecture.

Katie returned looking good as new but she couldn't remember anything about what had happened to her, which deeply troubled Harry. Still, for the first time in the whole year, his mind was preoccupied with a different problem.

Once everyone knew about Mel and Erick's breakup, unknown to Harry and her, there was only one relevant topic of conversation: Their obvious mutual pining.

It was clear that the friendship between them was strong, she'd showed interest in no one but the boy who lived. They would see Mel walking through the corridors next to Harry, joking and laughing with him, sharing their notes in the common room and even sitting under trees with Ron and Hermione as their only company. Slowly, people who were there to see them during their fourth year were completely sure that they would make it official in no time.

Mel remained firm on not dating him, still, if he were to ask about her feelings she wasn't going to lie, maybe that way once the war was over they'd be able to be together, only time would tell.

"You know," She said when Ron walked out of the boys' bathroom, pale as a ghost. "If you keep throwing up like that you won't be able to cover even a single goal post—"

"That's not making me feel better!" He grimaced. "It's awful, last year we got lucky but this time—"

"Our practice will pay up. You're a brilliant Keeper an I'm an excellent Beater, just take a good luck at this," She flexed her arms, they weren't that impressive but she was quite proud of the discipline she'd exhibited that year, "we'll be okay. What's important is that even after all this we'll still have friends, right?"

"I s'pose..."

"I think that we haven't been grateful enough, you know? Harry let us be part of his team, even if we weren't the best choices. He trusts us—"

Her throat closed abruptly, Mel stumbled over and crashed against Ron.

"Mel!" He held her in place. "Is it a panic attack?"

It couldn't be, she was a bit anxious about their next Quidditch match but there was no reason to panic and she knew it!

Something tugged at the back of her mind and she instantly knew what was happening. It'd been a while, but Mel allowed Harry to guide her:

He was kneeling next to Snape, their Professor was hovering over Malfoy, who was dying. Harry communicated what he needed. Her hands closed tightly around Ron's arm and she grounded herself back into her body.

"I-It's Harry," She coughed. "I think—He did something... terrible... give me your potions book, I left mine in the tower..."

She described all to Ron while dragging him back to the common room, the boy was confused and completely against the idea of Harry hurting Malfoy in such a brutal way. He hated him, but he would never try to kill him!

When they reached the portrait Harry ran into them, he was covered in water and blood, and he was panting.

"I need the book. Quick—give it to me..."

Mel handed it to him, Ron tried to interrogate him.

"But what about the Half-Blood —"

"I'll explain later!"

Harry ran upstairs and entered the tower, a second later they saw him ran out holding his backpack with shaky hands, Ron looked at her gravely. 

"I don't think we can help," Mel said before he could even ask. "Snape caught him red-handed... he was too scared to close his mind..."

"What do we do?"

"We wait."

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