It'd been a long summer for Josephine Diggory. One full of visiting Hermione and Vivian, visiting Southern France with her parents and brother, seeing Muggle films, and preparing for her new classes while attempting to master nonverbal and wandless magic.
Of course, she couldn't forget that she and Ron spent the summer writing to each other weekly, if not daily. She'd gone to his house a few times, but he grew tired of his brother's constant teasing and would opt to meet at her house. They did anything and everything together.
Ron's family was currently in Egypt after Mr. Weasley won the Daily Prophet Grand Prize Galleon Draw. She almost went with them but knew space was healthy. She was not a clingy friend.
In their letters, she learned Percy was the head boy, which came as no shock to Josephine, and that Ron would be getting a new wand, which he definitely needed. Snape couldn't drag on him for his wand anymore now.
Hermione even spent a week and a half at Josephine's house, where she got to show her the ins and outs of the wizarding world outside of Hogwarts. They met up with Vivian, a girl the same age who went to Beauxbatons in Whales, who dragged them to every possible museum.
She wrote to Harry at least once a week and sent him goods for his birthday, but they couldn't visit him. His muggle relatives wouldn't allow it.
Josephine'd just finished writing a letter to Ron when her father called her downstairs. He sat in his office, a newspaper folded in half in front of him. A stack of papers sat on the corner of his desk, and it looked like someone from Hogwarts had been sending him quite a few letters based on the official seal.
He nodded to the chair. "Take a seat."
"Did I do something?" she asked nervously. "Cause it was Cedric's idea."
His mouth twitched. "What was Cedric's idea?" he asked, leaning forward, folding his arms.
She fought the urge to shrink under his gaze. "Nothing, Dad," she dismissed. That was foolhardy of her. "So what did I do?" She couldn't recall anything worthy of a proper sit-down.
He wanted to ask more but thought the better of it. "No, you didn't do anything, Joe," he said, passing the paper to her; the title read Escape from Azkaban: Sirius Black.
"Okay, in that case, nothing was Cedric's idea," she backtracked, looking at the paper again. "What does Sirius Black have to do with me?" Black had been on the news for weeks now.
His mouth opened and closed. "I just want you to be cautious when you return to school," he advised carefully.
"Okay," she laughed, shrugging. "It wouldn't be me he's after...more likely to go after Harry."
"Josephine, please, just be careful," he requested sternly. "It's not a joke. If you go to Hogsmeade, you must be aware of your surroundings. There will be precautions around the school-"
"You mean dementors?" she asked, and he nodded.
Dementors were soul-sucking creatures, sucking the life out of inmates in Azkaban, the prison Sirius Black escaped from. He was the first ever to break out.
She'd never seen her father so serious before, except the one time she fell off her broom because Fred hit a bludger into her side, sending her to the hospital wing for a couple of days.
"I'll definitely be avoiding them," she shuddered. Dementors were bone-chilling creatures. "You don't have to worry, Dad. I'm always safe...And I'm getting really good at wandless and nonverbal magic."
He at least cracked a slight smile at that. He was proud of her for mastering such a difficult skill in such a short amount of time with no guidance except the facts books could offer.
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No Goodbyes \ Ron Weasley
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