Third-person omniscient point of view
Max and Kayden
Kayden and Max shuffle through all the students hurrying down the staircase, but they along with one other are the only three heading up.
"Harry!" Kayden calls determination deep within his voice. Harry ignores him. "Harry, we need to talk to you!"
"I'm a bit preoccupied right now, Walker," He mumbles,
"Harry Potter you listen to us right now, you're not getting anywhere with what you think you know. Stop being so hard-assed and listen to us!" Max scolds him. This sort of talk reminds Harry of Hermione, which scares him and little and makes him turn around and listen to what they have to say.
"What?"
"Not a person alive has seen the lost Diadem. Everyone knows this," Kayden tells him.
"Yeah..." Harry, who hadn't known that until a couple hours ago and now felt a bit stupid, nods. "And?"
"It's bloody obvious. We have to talk to someone who's dead." A look of realization hits Harry's face and the three of them continue up the stairs.
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Y/n and Draco
"Ahh!" Y/n seethes in pain, bringing her head to her hands and winces in agony. She falls to her knees and continues to whimper.
"Y/n, what's happening?" Draco kneels beside her, as does Parvati Patil and Luna Lovegood who were nearby.
"Ahh, I'm fine, He's...He's joyful, excited, He's...ahh!" Y/n's mind flashes with images she can't quite make out. A dark mark. Voldemort's face. The protective dome getting broken into...all of the known Horcruxes and...Harry Potter.
"Ahh!" she screams as a feeling as if her brain is being squeezed by an iron fist and then released fills her head. Slowly, the pain eases and she opens her eyes.
"What was that?" Parvati asks her
"Voldemort got in her head." Draco tells the Gryffindor. "Y/n, what did you see?"
"Nothing important, just the usual stuff. L-let's get back to it," she stands up, but staggers over slightly, keels over, and vomits.
"Oh no," Draco whispers, grabbing her hair in his hands and holding it back for her as she heaves and throws up a second time. "Have you been drinking?"
"No, I don't know why this is happening." Y/n whispers helplessly. Luna conjures a glass of water, which Y/n accepts thankfully and rinses her mouth before taking a drink.
"Is everything alright over here?" Mrs. Weasley approaches the group with a worried expression any mother would wear after seeing someone throw up.
"It's fine, it's fine," Y/n gasps, but then feels an uncomfortable sort of feeling in her stomach, like something moving almost. "Oh..." she breathes, "No, I'm fine." she grabs Draco's arm and Parvati grabs her hand and helps her get to her feet.
"We should get her somewhere safer-" Parvati begins,
"No, really, it's just nerves, I'm fine." at last, they let her go and she stands on her own. "Let's get back to it." she repeats.
"Y/n, the protection spells are all up, There's nothing much else we can do but wait, the bridge is being set up and the students are preparing for a fight, we'll take you up the to the hospital wing and just make sure everything's okay." at last, Y/n nods. "It will be quick, I promise."
"Alright then,"
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Leo, Pansy, and Theodore
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A Boy From Slytherin | Draco Malfoy X Reader
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