Stay With Me | Draco Malfoy [2]

Chapter 4 - Rescued Pt. 2

Katianne's POV

Right after walking into the room, Elliot lunged at me, tightly wrapping his arms around me. "Oh, Katianne!" He beamed, sounding so relieved to see me. Hermione and Ron came out from behind the blonde boy, going to greet Harry, who was standing next to me.

After the blonde boy let go, Hermione turned to look at me, asking, "Are you alright? We overheard them talking about the dementor attack. You two must tell us everything." The curly haired brunette had concern painted all over her face, worry in her caramel brown eyes as she looked at the both of us.

"Let them breathe, Hermione." Ron sighed out in a joking manner. "And this hearing at the Ministry. It's just outrageous!" The Granger girl continued saying. "I've looked it up, they simply can't expel you. It's completely unfair!" She shook her head vigorously while she ranted, staring at me sympathetically.

"Yeah, well there has been a lot of that recently." I muttered. "So what is this place?" The raven haired boy questioned. "It's headquarters." Elliot responded. "Of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a secret society." Hermione then elaborated. "Dumbledore formed it back when they fought You-know-who." She continued explaining.

"Hmm, he totally couldn't have put that in the letter." I mumbled sarcastically under my breath, though since it was completely silent, they all heard me. So I decided to continue talking, though louder this time, saying, "We've gone all summer without any news." Elliot looked down at his feet. "We did want to write. Really. Only-" The blonde was cut off by me. "Only what?"

"Only Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you two anything." Hermione explained. Silence fell upon us before Harry uttered, "Dumbledore said that?" in a questioning tone. "But why would he want to keep us in the dark? Maybe we could help." The green eyed boy complained.

"I mean-" I started saying again, "We're the ones who saw Voldemort return. We're the ones who fought him. We're the ones who saw-" I stopped talking, glancing over at El, knowing that it would be selfish and inconsiderate to say what I would've wanted to say. Though, all of a sudden, the Weasley twins popped out, each of them having one hand on our shoulders.

"Harry, Katianne-" One twin started saying.

"Thought we heard your dulcet tones." The other continued.

"Don't bottle it up though, mate, let it out." The first one then spoke, looking over at me.

After a small moment of silence, the second twin started talking again. "Anyway, if you're all done shouting-"

"Do you wanna hear something a little more interesting?"

No one's POV

The two sets of twins, Ron, Hermione and Elliot went outside of the room. They all leaned against the railing on the stairs as George held onto a string that had an ear attached to it, while Fred held onto the other ear, allowing them to eavesdrop on the conversation the adults were having.

"If anyone has the right to know, it's the Potter twins. If it wasn't for them, we wouldn't even know Voldemort was back. They are not kids, Molly."

"But they're not adults either! They aren't James and Lily, Sirius!"

"Well they aren't your children."

"They're as good as."

"Who else do they have?"

The youngest Weasley, Ginny Weasley, walked up to them, going in between Fred and George. "Hey Ginny." Harry called out, greeting the younger redhead, which she only responded with a simple nod.

"They have me."

"How touchingly paternal, Black. Perhaps the Potters will grow up to be felons, just like their godfather."

"Now, you stay out of it, Snivellus."

Confusion flashed over Katianne's face. "Snape's part of the Order?" The Slytherin girl questioned, to which Ron only answered with, "Git."

"-About your supposed reformation."

"I know better."

Hermione's cat went down the stairs, his tongue sticking out. The Weasley twins shared worried glances, noticing the cat jump over to the ear attached to the string. "Get off it!" Someone hissed. "Get it up!" Someone else snapped quietly. "Crookshanks." Hermione whispered, not wanting to be too loud so the adults would hear her.

"Stop it." She whispered again. "Get off, you bloody cat!" Ron silently shrieked. However, Crookshanks didn't listen to their quiet plea's, continuing to play with the ear.

"Crookshanks, leave it alone!"

"Get it up."

Crookshanks successfully yanked the ear off of the string, walking away with it. "Hermione, I hate your cat." Fred stated. "Bad Crookshanks." The curly haired brunette then whispered, as if it would make a difference to their current situation.

They quickly went down the stairs, the Potter twins at the front. "Well, we'll be eating down in the kitchen." Molly Weasley explained with her hands on her hips. The Weasley twins popped up behind her, leading to her yelping from shock. "Just because you're allowed to use magic now, does not mean you have to whip your wands out for everything!" Mrs. Weasley scolded loudly as Fred and George immediately ran away.

"Hi mum." Ginny uttered out, walking away as Ron cautiously slid past his mother. "You two hungry?" The redhead woman asked the twins, a wide grin spread onto her face, her whole demeanour changing in an instant. Mr. Weasley came and wrapped an arm around his wife. "You sure you two are alright? Gave us quite a turn." He questioned.

"Harry Potter." None other than Sirius Black beamed. The Weasley couple split up, allowing the twins to take sight of their godfather, both of their faces lighting up. "Sirius!" Harry called out, running up to him, both of them engulfing each other into a hug. After a few seconds, they pulled away.

Molly and Arthur walked away already, as well as Hermione. "Don't think I forgot about you." Sirius stated, looking over to Katianne, who just awkwardly stood there. 'I guess I can take one more hug' the Potter girl thought before accepting the warm embrace of her godfather.

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