Y/N, is a pure-blood witch coming from an elite family. The Duchannes family... making her one of the most famous witch in the magic world.
After having some trouble in her former school, Y/N chose to transferred school to Hogwarts in hope to have...
"Bombarda maxima" she said. I gasp and Harry is quick to push me out of the way. The wall breaks down. I turn my head to look at them. Right at that moment, we know we can't run away.
Oh no... we've been caught
-The Prophecy-
Y/N P.O.V
We're now gathered in Professor Umbridge's office. Harry is tied up in the chair. The rest of us are just gathered in one side. I'm standing in between Ron and Hermione.
"Tell me... Mr. Potter. What were you all doing in the room?" Professor Umbridge said. Harry stays silent, not answering her. I can tell his silence is making her angry.
I flinch when she slaps Harry. I take a step forward, but a hand grab mine. I turn my head to see Ron. He shakes his head, as if telling me to not do anything. I let out a sigh and take a deep breath, trying to calm down.
"Hmm... stubborn... how about we try something?" She said, standing straighter. She points her wand at Harry. "Cru-" she started. "Stop!" I yelled, already knowing what she's trying to do just from the first 3 letters. She lowers her wand and turns to look at me.
She looks irritated. "Ms. Duchanne... what gives you the right to interrupt me?" She said. I clenched my hands into a tight fist. I walk around the table and stand in front of Harry.
"You said... no one will attack kids like us. YOU said, we're going to be safe. Yet... do you even realize what you are doing?? And you work for the Ministry! Just what is wrong with you?!" I spat, angrily. She looks even angrier now.
"Ms. Duchanne! I am your Professor... I expect you to show respect towards me!" She said. "You are no Professor... you're worst than the Dark Lord" I said, glaring at her. I can hear the others gasp because of what I said. But I don't pay any attention to them. I just keep my glare at Professor Umbridge, showing her that I'm not afraid.
"You..." she started. "What? Wanna use the torture curse on me? Go ahead... I'm not scared of you... if you try... as much as touch my friends. I won't hold back..." I said. She glares angrily at me and dismiss the others.
We walk out of her office. I just walk in silence, when someone grabs my hand. I turn around to see Draco. He looks at me with anger in his eyes.
"What?" I said. "What? That's what you said?? Do you even realize what you've done?! She could have hurt you..." he said. I roll my eyes. "Then what am I suppose to do?? Just let her do whatever she wants? She was about to use one of the three unforgivable curse to Harry.. to my BEST FRIEND! If you think I'm just gonna stand back and do nothing, then you are wrong" I said.
His eyes soften at my outburst. "I just don't want you to get hurt..." he said. "You're the one that told her on us... you brought Cho to her, didn't you? Merlin knows what she did to make her spill everything!" I said, rolling my eyes. "I didn't know you were there!" He said. "So? Just because you didn't know. It makes it okay to tell on my friends??" I said. "Y/N... I..." he started, but I cut him off. "Just forget it. I need to go with my friends. We have something to do..." I said. I walk away without letting him say anything else.
Time-skip
Harry said he have a dream. Sirius is in danger. We plan on going to a place called Hall of Prophecy. It's located in the Department of Mysteries. So of course, as a part of DA. We all agree to go with him. At first, he thought of going alone... which obviously the rest of us thought against it.
We are currently walking in the Hall of Prophecy. We have our wand ready in case there's an attack. This place is also really dark, so we need to use our wand as a source of light.
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"Harry... do you know the exact location of the ball of prophecy? It's going to take forever to find it in a place like this. It's like... millions of them..." I said, looking around.
Harry turns to me and nods his head, telling us he knows where the ball of prophecy is. "Come on. It's right this way... come..." he said, walking towards a certain direction. We just follow him in silence.
He stops walking when he stands in front of a certain row. I watch as he reaches out and grab a ball. Then he just stares at it, without saying anything to us.
I walk towards him. "Is that it?" I asked. He seems to snap out of it. He turns to me and nod his head. "It is... this is the one" he said, showing me the ball. I turn to and look at it. I can see faint image of Harry in there.
"Well well well... look who we have here..." someone said. I turn my head to see a man. He's wearing all black outfit, along with a mask. I move to stand in front of Harry, protectively.
"Who are you?" I said, pointing my wand at him. He just lets out a chuckle. "What a mere kid like you can do against me?" He said. "Just answer me!" I yelled. He wave his hand in front of his face and the mask disappear. My eyes widened when I realize who it was. Standing in front of us right now is none other than Draco's father... Lucius Malfoy.
"You..." I said, looking at him in disbelief. "Yes. It's me, Ms. Duchanne... you have the nerve to betray my son..." he said, looking at me with hatred in his eyes. "I didn't betray anyone. Not all silence can be count as agreement. I'm just staying silent so you don't go and start hurting Draco" I said. "Oh... you do care for him then..." he said. "I care about my friends" I said, still glaring at him.
"Do you only see my son as a friend?" He said. I stay silent at his question. I don't know what I feel about Draco. I mean... sure... he's attractive. But do I even see him that way?
Cedric P.O.V
Why do I feel hurt when I hear what he asked to Y/N. Why do I want Y/N to just see Malfoy as a friend? Why am I feeling this way for her??
I love you, Cedric... so... so much... her voice echoed in my head. It was too real to be just a dream. Which makes me convinced that it was not just a dream. It is a fragment of memories. So what happened to me? Why can't I remember any of that?
