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(Y/n's P.O.V)
Hi, my name is Y/n Weasly. I am one of the Weasly twins, not Fred and George Weasly twins, but Ron Weasly's twin. There was a lot easier way to explain than I could have just said I was Ron Weasly's twin. I wonder why I took the long route to tell you. Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked.
Ron and I are in our last year at Hogwarts—well, I am. I don't know where Ron is; he ran off with Hermione and Harry. He is a brave Gryffindor like the rest of my family. I, on the other hand, am in Slytherin. My best friend is Gregory Goyle, but what will probably surprise you is who my boyfriend is—Headmaster Snape.
Last year, Headmaster Dumbledore was killed by Severus; I have been in the loop since before Dumbledore died. Severus told me the plan right from the get, so I knew he was going to kill Headmaster Dumbledore, and I knew it was Dumbledore's plan and how against it Sevy was.
I was there for Sev when no one else was. We have been dating since my fifth year, and two years later, we are still going strong despite nothing. We had to sneak around so the Death Eaters and the rest of the students and teachers didn't know. Hogwarts assisted us with that. Behind Professor Dumbledore's portrait was a tunnel that led to my private dorm.
No one wanted to share with me in the first year because I'm a 'blood traitor', which came in handy. I put a Portrait of Dumbledore in my dorm so that we could combine the rooms.
Before I went across, I would ask Dumbledore what was happening in the office. On this particular day, I finished class and headed for my room. Today, I had a really bad day. The Carrows wanted to know where my Brother was, so they tortured me.
When I got to the common room, I said the password. As always, the portrait was reluctant to let me in, but ultimately, I had no choice. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could. Locking myself in my dorm, I went over to the portrait.
"Headmaster Dumbledore?" I called, and moments later, he appeared in the portrait.
"Godric Gryffindor, what happened to you?" he exclaimed, seeing the bruises that undoubtedly were all over my body.
"Is Severus free?" I asked, ignoring him.
"No, Bellatrix is in there at the moment. They are talking about how Harry had been in Malfoy Manner but got away and the fact that he had the Sword of Godric Gryffindor," Dumbledore told me.
"But I thought Severus gave that to Bellatrix to put in her vault?" I questioned.
"Exactly, that's what she believes. The one in the Lestrange vault is fake. Severus gave Bellatrix a fake and hid the real one to show Harry and your Brother where it was when they needed it." Dumbledore explains.
"Okay! Smart!!" I smile.
"Anyway, I have to get back. I don't want Bellatrix to get suspicious. I'll come back when Bellatrix has left, and it is safe for you to come back. You better go see Madam Pomfrey," he replied.
"I can't!" I sighed. I walked away to my bed to wait.
I sat on my bed, twiddling my thumbs, thinking about what had happened that day. The Carrows broke from their normal pattern. The Carrows never hurt a Slytherin, so why would they start now? Yes, they want to find my Brother, but how would I know where he is? They don't let us send letters.
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Harry Potter One Shots
FanfictionI love one-shots and wanted to have a go so here we go. Requests are open. If there are any content not appropriate for some readers, there will be warnings in bold. Currently under editing.