Y/n's POV:
"Y/n!" I turned my head to see Lee running towards me, Fred, and George. His dreadlocks got a little bit longer than the last time I saw him.
We hugged each other, he gave me a cheeky smile after he exited the hug and then turned to Fred. "Shut it, Jordan. I'm not jealous of you. It's never going to work." Fred exclaimed in a funny tone.
I wasn't too focused at what they were saying because I was just looking at Harry from afar. The Ministry took off all charges against him, but I doubt they will stop at that.
"Let's go, Y/n." Fred held my hand and led me to a compartment.
The whole train ride I was disoriented, occupied by a thought even I couldn't distinguish. "Something's not right." I mumbled, facing the window.
"What?" George asked as he rubbed his eyes. "Y/n, is everything alright, mate?"
No matter how deep and clear his voice was I couldn't help but not hear them. "The dementors... why would they go there?" My mind was in circles, distorted and scrambled.
"We don't know. Even Dad doesn't." He replied, munching on a bertie bott's bean. He spat it out with a nervous laugh, "Never liked spinach."
I sat properly, making sure that I did not bother Fred's feet awake, or at least make him uncomfortable enough to wake up. "No... why would they go there?"
"For Harry? I don't know, Y/n."
I shook my head, licking my lips and clutched my hands together. "Why would they go there when I was with Harry. It just doesn't sit with me. They could've came after him without me but I was there and it happened after I came." The train stopped.
George bounced his left shoulder where Lee rested his head asleep. "Not sure. I suggest you don't look too much between the lines. They just make things worse." He stood up and grabbed his trunk, even mine and the other's
Maybe he's right... but I can be right too. I thought to myself as I shook Fred awake.
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Angelina nudged my side as she nodded towards Fred and George's direction. "Hmm?" I asked, shoving a spoonful of pudding in my mouth.
"Look at your man," She giggled with Katie, "If it's not murder or prank he's planning with those stares, then I'd say he's undressing you."
My throat felt stuck, she immediately passed a goblet to me with bitten laughter.
"Be careful, he might hear you! Godric knows what's that ginger's thinking." I replied, wiping my mouth. My eyes met Fred's and I swore that his evil smirk was not a delusion I saw.
"Good evening, children." 'Bore stood on the same posts where does every year. "Now, we have two changes in staffing this year. We're pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking care of Magical Creatures while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave." Murmurs were all over, typical with every announcement he's done.
Hermione kicked my foot lightly to get my attention. "What do you think happen?" She asked with worry.
"Probably got a new dragon and blew fire on his beard? Shaved it all off, you know what I mean?" Ron kidded as he nudged Hermione playfully.
"We're also wish to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Delores Umbridge. And I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the professor good luck."
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