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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮

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❝ may i sit there? ❞
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𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 4th 1977

Barty and I enter the class room, Professor Merrythought taking twenty points off of Slytherin for our tardiness but we stay silent, heading to our seats. I sit down next to Regulus and Barty sits at the front with Rabastan.

"Where'd you go?" Regulus questions me.

"Left my wand in my dorm" I shrug, not looking at him in guilt for lying.

"I watched you pick your wand up this morning so don't fucking lie to me, Evangeline" He retorts.

"Can you do something for me?" I ask him, finally meeting his eyes.

"What?" He frowns.

"Stop being a prick about Barty's situation and just be there for him. He needs you right now" I tell him.

"Since when do you care about Barty?" Regulus scoffs.

"The boy is terrified and alone, Regulus. I'm not a fucking monster" I hiss, getting angry.

"Mr Black, Miss Malfoy, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" Professor Merrythought interrupts us.

"No, Professor" We answer in unison.

"Then I suggest you don't talk during my lesson" The woman snaps.

She goes back to talking and I glare at the back of her head in annoyance. I feel Regulus take a hold of my hand and I turn to him, squeezing his hand as he rubs this thumb over my knuckles.

"I'm sorry for losing my temper" He mumbles.

"Me too" I sigh.

"Now, I want you to take your wands and think of a memory that brings you joy. A memory filled with happiness" Professor Merrythought declares "Then repeat after me. Expecto Patronum!"

Everyone picks up their wands and I do the same, pointing my wand forward. I think deeply, trying to find a memory that is not clouded by sadness or stained with anger. My mind paints a picture that fills me with warmth and happiness, a small smile gracing my face.

I am sat in the Slytherin common room, curled up by the fire with Pandora who is laying with her head in my lap as I play with her blonde curls. Regulus is sat on the armchair, the three of us laughing as Mallory and Evan bicker playfully on the sofa.

Like many others in the room, a white light beams from my wand and projects the silvery image of a majestic lynx cat. I glance next to me with a proud smile to see Regulus smiling at me widely, a raven bird in front of his own wand.

"Nice bird, Reg" I comment.

"Shut up" He laughs as his patronus approaches my own.

The raven perches itself on the lynx's back and the big cat barely reacts, seemingly distracted by something in the distance. Regulus and I share a confused expression as the animal scampers off, leaving us to watch after them both curiously.