(A/n: Brace yourself readers, this chapter is spicy. I had so many ideas, so I put them all in. Enjoy!)
5 years later...
12 Grimmauld Place
August 6, 1995 7:00 p.m.
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"Does Harry really have to come, I mean it was only a dementor attack. He can live. I'm going to die by his annoying presence," I say dramatically.
"Yes for merlin's sake it was a dementor attack. He almost died," Hermione bawled.
"It would do the world some good," I whisper.
"Everly!" Hermione demands.
"Yeah, whatever. Why couldn't Dean and Seamus come here? I'm bored without them," I say.
"They don't know about the Order. Plus you have friends here," she answers.
"Mhm sure. I'm going to see what the Weaslebee's are up to," I say.
"Good idea. I need to read through a couple of ministry cases. There is no way Harry can be expelled. He didn't violate the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery. There is no possible way; the ministry is lying. By the way, Everly, cut some slack on Harry; he had to witness Cedric's death and be completely isolated the entire summer. Godric, I hope he is okay," Hermione pouts.
"It's not my fault the kid has got an evil dark wizard chasing after him. Hermione, you know I believe Cedric's death was from You-Know-Who. That's the nicest I can possibly get for him. I even wrote him some funnyass letters to annoy him." I laugh recalling them.
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Dear pottyhead,
"His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
the hero who conquered the Dark Lord."
Just your reminder of the embarrassing day you had in your second year. Btw do not reply... I have no interest in having a conversation with a prick. You will practically ruin my day and all I want to do is make sure you are annoyed. :)
Happy Summer,
Everly Mae Granger
He sadly did reply back with the most infuriating response.
Dear Howler,
I have come to the conclusion that you have memorized that poem meaning you would use it on me eventually. I knew you always had a crush on me. ;) (A/n: Inner James in him ofc bc Everly is a loud person)
Btw... Where the hell is everyone? No one has sent anything in my letters about Voldemort and I'm stuck in this rubbish house. Please tell me what is going on.
From,
Harry James Potter
That arse didn't understand the purpose of me sending the poem to him. And he used the stupid nickname Howler for me. He started using it every time I teased him and he thought I was loud and bothersome like a howler. (A/n: lowkey am in LOVE with this nickname wbu)
I didn't respond anyway so he will never know the immense amount of cleaning Mrs. Weasley is making us do in Sirius's old dirty house.
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