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Reyna was jolted out of her slumber by an insistent hand shaking her shoulder. She let out a groan of frustration and rolled over in bed, trying to ignore the unwelcome disturbance. But the shaking continued, persistent and unrelenting. With a resigned sigh, Reyna kept her eyes closed and addressed the source of the disturbance, her voice laced with annoyance.
"Fred, we're not even in your bed, piss off,"
"Miss Lupin!"
With a sudden jolt, Reyna's eyes snap open. To her surprise, Professor McGonagall was standing before her, flanked by Fred, George, and Ginny. The siblings' expressions betray their deep concern, their eyes shining with worry.
"What's going on?"
"There's been an incident involving a certain-"
"Shit," Reyna climbs out of bed, grabbing her DKNY trainers. "Why must I always wear heels? Even when they're trainers"
The witch hops through the corridor, pulling her shoes on as she does so. George was holding her up to ensure the witch didn't fall and hit her head. Scout was curled up in Ginny's arms, the niffler had his paw placed on Ginny's hand as if he was sensing her distress.
"Minnie, your hair looks great like that, you should wear it in a braid more often,"
"Thank you Miss Lupin,"
"How bad are we talking?"
"Kingsley is there now, Arthur is on his way to St Mungo's," McGonagall says, but her face is grave.
"What happened?"
"We don't have all the details but Mr Potter saw a snake-"
"What's Harry got to do with this?"
"Mr Potter saw the attack in a dream," McGonagall informs the witch. "That was how we knew to send Arthur help"
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As Reyna steps into Dumbledore's office, she quickly makes her way towards Harry. The boy's shirt was drenched with sweat, while beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.
His eyes were wide with fright and resembled those of a startled deer. As he collapses into Reyna's embrace, she holds him close, wrapping her arms around him, wanting to protect him from the world.
Dumbledore could be seen pacing back and forth in a somewhat agitated state, his mutterings directed at the various portraits adorning the walls.
Meanwhile, Harry was attempting to capture the old man's attention, but to no avail. Reyna observed the scene, her gaze fixed on Dumbledore who appeared to be intentionally ignoring Harry's attempts at communication.
"LOOK AT ME!" Harry roars, making Reyna jump slightly. "What is happening to me?"
The old man stares at Harry in shock. Then, he turns back to the portraits. Reyna's face hardens with anger.
