𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹 | 𝗵.𝗷.𝗽

third year .*･｡ﾟ.*･ 8

t h i r d p e r s o n (L y r a)

"Shouldn't we be a bit more careful, Harry?" Lyra asked cautiously as they crept through the cellar at Honey-dukes.

"Don't be a wuss, Ly." Harry said, pulling his invisibly cloak from over himself. "Remember, you're the one who wanted to sneak in."

Lyra scoffed, yet still slipped under the cloak. "I didn't think that the twins would give us some magical-ass map." She hissed.

"Neither did I." Harry said in hushed tones.

And then the two of them were in the shop, dodging staff and Hogwarts students alike.

"Wow..." Harry whispered under his breath. Then he spotted Lyra reaching out to grab something off a shelf. "Don't even think about it." She pouted jokingly.

They reached the door to the snowy outside when they passed Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom, who was sucking absentmindedly on a lollipop, which, to Lyra's dismay, Harry stole right out of his hand.

"Harry!" She hit him on the back of the head. "You hypocrite." He stared right at her and said nothing. She continued. "How dare you."

"You you want it?" He asked lamely, handing her the lollipop. She smiled smugly and grabbed it.

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"Lyra! That's my foot!" Hissed Harry. Lyra put her finger to his lips. Harry blushed profusely. "Shut up, will you?" He did.

"Can you hear that?" She asked him. They were heading at a steady pace towards the shrieking shack.

"No?" Harry said impotently. She ignored him.

"I swear I can hear people talking, right up ahead." Lyra said. "Let's keep going." "Yeah alright whatever."

"How dare you talk to me, you filthy little mudblood." They could hear the obnoxious voice of Draco Malloy say as they entered a clearing where Ron, Hermione, Draco and Crabbe and Goyle were standing.

Lyra gasped. "Harry, you better have heard that."

"Loud and clear." And with that she picked up a gloved handful of snow, rolled it into a ball, and threw it as hard as she could into the side of her twin brothers head.

Everyone looked around cluelessly for the person who threw it, but, obviously, they couldn't see them.

"Who is that?" Draco said, sounding terrified. Lyra snickered and Harry rolled another snowball. And then another, until Draco and his goons were coated in thick white snow.

"Don't stand there, do something!" Draco commanded Crabbe. "What?" He replied dumbly.

"Ly, this way." Harry said as quiet as he could manage. "Let's pants Crabbe."

It was chaos, Crabbe was pushed over, Goyle was being swung around by his Slytherin scarf. Lyra had snuck out from under the cloak without being noticed and hid behind a tree, and Harry was dragging Draco, kicking and screaming, away by his ankles.

"What's up Malfoy," Ron called loudly. "Lost ya skis?"

The Slytherins by now we're climbing over each other to get out out of the clearing. "Malfoy, wait!" One of them yelled.

Hermione and Ron were absolutely bursting with laughter. Harry crept over to Hermione and Ron and messed with them.

"Harry!" Hermione said loudly and Harry pulled the cloak off of himself and grinned. Lyra stepped out from behind the tree and walked up to them.