-starts in 4th year
-Y/N has been in the golden trio group since 3rd
year
-there might be some TW
-DO NOT REWRITE THIS STORY
-based on movie since I haven't finished the book
series yet (currently on Goblet Of Fire 😪)
^Warning^
-there COULD BE s...
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~Y/N'S POV~
I was invited to The Burrow to have a Christmas lunch with the Weasley's, Hermione, and so Harry.
I stood next to Ginny, dressed up nicely. As she looked over at me and whispered"Did you talk to him?".
I shook my head as to say no.
"Here we go" Said Mrs Weasley "Daddy's back!" She smiled as we all clapped.
"Sit down everybody! Now presents" She smiled then quickly grabbed presents and passed them out to everyone "And a nice big box for Ron" Said Mr Weasley.
"Thanks Mum" The Weasleys smiles and thanked her.
"Thank you, Mrs Weasley" I smiled.
"You're very welcome Y/n dear!" She smiled widely.
"Oh Harry! There you are. Happy Christmas" Mrs Weasley shouted.
My smile slowly disappeared forgetting that he was here as well.
"A Christmas toast! To Mr. Harry Potter... without whom I would not be here" Announces Mr Weasley.
I looked at him and raised my cup up a bit.
"Harry." He says.
"Harry!" Everyone said.
"Harry...." I quietly spoke.
Harry looked me in my eyes as I just looked away trying to avoid any contact with him.
I see the guilt in his eyes, but that didn't bother me.
~THIRD PERSON POV~
Sirius saw the tension between Y/n and Harry.
After the dinner, Y/n walked downstairs talking to Hermione about how life was.
"I can't understand why you don't want to wear it, Ronald" Hermione spoke to Ron on behind her.
"Cause I look like a bloody idiot, that's why" Ron complained.
"Atleast, it's warm" Y/n smiled.
"Yeah, Yeah" Ron rolled his eyes.
Harry stopped his trail and found a room of a family tree like.
Until someone broke the silence "Nasty brat, standing there as bold as brass, Harry Potter the boy who stopped the Dark Lord, friend of Mudbloods and blood traitors alike... If my poor Mistress only knew-" A voice cuts off the elf.
