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❝Weasley is our King.❞
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧*:･ﾟ✧
The next morning, while Harry, Ron, Y/N, and Hermione walked through the corridors to their Charms classroom, Rigel approached them, wearing his trademark evil smile.
"Hello, cousin," he said to Y/N, who scowled back at him.
"Goodbye, cousin," she retorted, trying to move past him. Rigel put an arm in front of her.
"Ah, Y/N," his smile grew bigger. "I am not here to talk to you."
"Well, then, we'll just leave now-"
"However," Rigel interrupted, his gaze falling on Harry. "You, Potter, I don't think we've properly met. Rigel Diggory."
He held his hand up for Harry to shake.
"Harry Potter," said Harry, shaking his hand.
"I'd like to talk to you, Potter," said Rigel, "alone."
"No, you can just bugger off," said Y/N, grabbing Harry's hand. "I am not leaving him alone with you."
"Y/N, it's okay," Harry whispered to her. "Go ahead, I'll join you."
"But-"
"Go on," Harry insisted as Y/N hesitated for a second before nodding. She, Ron, and Hermione threw Rigel a glare and stormed away.
"Did you see how he didn't even look at you guys?" Y/N said angrily to Ron and Hermione when they were out of earshot. "He acted as though you didn't exist! God, I hate him!"
"What d'you think he wants with Harry?" said Ron.
Y/N fell silent. She hadn't told Harry, Ron, and Hermione about Rigel's threats, or his warnings. But before she could come up with a lie, Harry had caught up with them.
"What did he say?" Y/N asked him quickly. "Did he tell you to stay away from me? Stop dating me? Stop hanging out with me?"
"No, no, he actually congratulated me about our relationship. . ." said Harry.
"What?" Y/N said shrilly, her confusion growing stronger. "What else?"
"And then he said something about a mistletoe. . ."
"Mistletoe?" said Hermione. "But it's only October."
"His exact words were, 'Have your wits about you under a mistletoe'. . . any idea what that means?" said Harry.
Ron and Hermione shook their heads. Y/N's heart was beating fast. He was definitely planning something, she told herself, he was planning something horrible to break her and Harry. But. . . what was it?
Y/N felt as though she was carrying some kind of creature inside her chest over the following two weeks, which was clawing her insides every time she mulled over what Rigel could be planning.
