No time to die | Harry James Potter ¹

LXIX

"Y/n? You alright." Y/n went in and out of focus as she snapped into another scene.

In front of her.. Well not her but apparently her but not so much older stood draco. She had tears in her eyes as he tried not to look her into the eyes "youre serious about it?" "i have to. he'll kill us" Draco's voice was brittle, about to break as the older Y/n wiped her eyes. "You always do this Draco." "i-" "you find a way to somehow make everything you do right, so what if he will kill me? I'll make sure he doesn't kill us." "Y/n. You don't understand." "I understand. But really Draco. If you choose a Horcrux over your cous-" "over my sister?" he said, his words were harsh. Her eyes slowly looked up to him. "You may see me as a sister. Yet I will, and was always just your cousin. So live your life freely. Get yourself killed, wouldn't be the first person in our family to do so."

Y/n shot up from her 'dream' as she wanted it to be. Her eyes looking into the blue ones of draco. "Y/n?" "excuse me." Y/n stood up from the table. She rushed away into the bathroom, locking the door.

Her hands were leaning against the mirror, as she turned the water on she splashed herself some on the face. As she looked up again she jumped back. Seeing her mothers face in the mirror.

"Persephone-" "Oh, Y/n. You're here." The gentle voice of Persephone Kalina said. "Oh mum, why aren't you real?" "am I?" Persephone asked, her head turning to the side for a moment. "Obviously not, I found your grave you know?" Y/n said quietly.

Her knuckles turned white as she stared at her mothers face.

"I can bury myself a grave already, can't I?" "wouldn't say that dear," Persephone said.

Y/n's eyebrows furrowed, as she looked at the background of Persephones Mirror. "Mum.. Van you answer me a question?" "of course." "Are you alive?" And with that Y/n closed her eyes and the mirror image of her mother disappeared.

Y/n grabbed the Glas that was intended for their toothbrushes and threw it at the mirror. Causing it to break. "Why can't anyone answer me!" She gripped her hair as she looked at herself in the smashed mirror.

"7 year's of bad luck." the voice behind her said, she turned around frightened seeing Bucky stand there.

"James... Sorry, you scared me." "Call me Bucky. James sounds- too formal, we're living under one roof now. And will fight a war together, that's enough reason to call me Bucky" The brunette boy said, Opening the cabinet grabbing a hand broom.

"Oh no- let me help" Y/n said. And so she and Bucky cleaned up the glass and Mirror pieces.

And as they cleaned up they told each other about their lives.

"I had a sister, an older one. She's probably dead now... But I think of her every day" "im an only child. Mom's dead, Dads alive, and other dad is also alive. As you have seen. I've been through a lot of crazy shit and I just hope we get out of this."

And as Y/n set her foot out of the bathroom, a scream erupted.

Natasha held her arms, an wide eyed Hermione besides her

"Ginny is fucking Pregnant, with Blaise Zabinis Baby"

Their best friend is pregnant and didn't plan to tell them.