Christmas Of 1995 (Part 1) •

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I didn't hear from Dolores again, so I assumed my little chat with Harry about being careful about who he talks to had worked.

The next time I heard anything from anyone at Hogwarts was when Dumbledore owled me on December 18th about some sort of vision Harry had had.

He'd said that Harry had seen Arthur being attacked by a large snake in the Department of Mysteries while guarding the prophecy about Harry, and when they'd sent someone to check on Arthur he'd been gravely injured.

I didn't think twice, I woke up Percy, and while he'd initially seemed worried while reading the letter about his father, he decided to go back to sleep.

I, however, immediately went to meet his siblings and Harry at St. Mungos!

"Y/N!" Harry yelled, running up to me and throwing his arms around me

"Harry, everything's going to be fine" I stated, hugging him back.

He was completely distraught, the only thing I could do in this situation was comfort him. If he wanted to talk about what he'd seen he could, but I wasn't going to force him.

Not long after, having heard Harry yell my name, Molly came out into the hallway while the children that were currently at the hospital stayed in the room with their dad.

"Y/N, I'm so glad you're here, Arthur can use all the support he can get. Is Percy here?" She asked

My heart sank, how was I supposed to tell her that her son had READ the letter from Dumbledore and CHOSEN to go back to sleep?!?!?!

"Ummm, he's not unfortunately, he had a really long day at work. I told him about what happened though, he might just want to get some more sleep so he can give Arthur his complete attention." I replied

Molly and I both knew this was a complete lie, I could tell by the look on her face that she didn't believe me, this was just the nicest way I could think of to say 'I told him but he's chosen to not come visit his injured father', she seemed thankful that I was trying to spare her feelings though.

She gave me a sad smile, hugging me before walking back into her husband's hospital room on the verge of tears.

Almost immediately the twins came out to see what on earth had made their mum cry, finding me sitting there comforting a still very distraught Harry.

"Y/N, why's Mum crying?" Fred asked, clearly angry but not with me

"She was upset about dad getting hurt but she hadn't started crying until she came out here" George added

"She asked where Percy was...." I answered

"Oh...." they said in unison

"I showed him Dumbledore's letter.... He went back to sleep....."

Fred let out an angry growl before walking back into his father's hospital room to comfort his still crying mum.

"He really just went back to sleep?" George asked, he sounded hurt yet angry at the same time

"Yeah, he seemed concerned but he went back to sleep. I'm hoping he'll come by later, maybe he's just tired? I don't want to get your mum's hopes up though, she'd be heartbroken if I told her he'll be here later just for him to never show up." I answered

"I appreciate that, she keeps getting her hopes up that he'll show up to one of the meetings with you but he never does."

George walked back into his father's room shortly after, leaving Harry and I alone in the hallway.

Christmas was definitely different for me, I had to have 2 separate Christmases!

One with Percy in the morning, and one later on with Harry, Sirius, my dad, Hermione, Ron, the twins, Ginny, Molly and Arthur!

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