Willow smiles as she and the boys sit at their table, looking at the Slytherin banners in delight "I can't believe we one!" she grins."I know!" the boys smile back. Just then, Dumbledore stands up making the hall fall silent "Another year gone! And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are all a little fuller than they were... you have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before next year starts... Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, four hundred and seventy-two." he says, making the Slytherin table cheer. "Yes, Yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "However, recent events must be taken into account. Ahem, I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes... First - to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points. Second - to Miss Hermione Granger... for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points. Third - to Mr. Harry Potter... for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points." Dumbledore continues.
Willow's face drops as she realises something "We've drawn with them." she tells the boys, other nearby students hearing and passing the message along to the others. "There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom." Dumbledore finishes, making Gryffindor scream and cheer in delight. Willow shakes her head "That old codger knew exactly what he was doing." she glares. "Which means, we need a little change of decoration." Dumbledore tells the students, clapping his hands. The green and silver banners are immediately replaced with red and gold, Willow looks down and closes her eyes as she feels then change "Wills?" Blaise asks her gently. "I-I can't control it..." she mumbles, her hands shaking. Blaise takes her hand and gently rubs the back of it with his thumb as he pulls her into his chest, Willow burying her face in his clothes to block out the scent of everyone around them. Blaise looks across the table at Draco and Theo in concern, the three of them looking at Severus and trying to get his attention. Severus walks over "What's going on?" he asks quietly. "She can't control it, all the noise and smells along with what Dumbledore just did." Theo explains.
Willow whimpers slightly "Someone is prodding my mental shields, I can feel them." she tells them. "Okay, get her out of here. Take her to the kitchens for food, I'll cover for you." Severus tells the three boys. Nodding, they gently help Willow out the Great Hall and down to the dungeons. Willow slowly opens her eyes as she feels her control come back "Hey, you alright?" Draco asks. "Y-Yeah, my head feels a bit funny but I'm alright now." she nods as they walk into the kitchen. The four of them smile as the House Elves immediately give them plates of food "Thank you." they tell them, digging into the food. "Who do you think was trying to break through your mental shields?" Blaise asks. "I don't know, but they're powerful. The only reason it didn't work is because Dad reinforced them so I'd recover faster." Willow frowns. "Could it be someone in the school?" Theo suggests, not saying names due to the House Elves being present. "Maybe, but why?" Willow asks. "Because they're an interfering old frog?" Draco tells her. "Fair point." Willow giggles, the boys joining in with her laughter.
The next day, Willow sits with her friends in a compartment that she had magically enlarged. They all get changed into their 'muggle' clothes and sit playing exploding snap and eating sweets "Hang on, is that my flannel?" Blaise asks Willow. "...maybe." she smiles, making Blaise shake his head fondly at her. "Willow! Keep that slime ball away from Scabbers!" Ron exclaims as Asmodeus slithers out from Willow's bag. "Please, as if I'd let him eat that thing." Willow tells Ron, glaring at the rat. Scabbers squeaks and climbs into Ron's pocket "Just keep it over there." Ron tells her. "Asmodeus is a he, not an it." Willow tells him, gently stroking Asmodeus' scales. "Where's Iggy?" Hermione asks. "Asleep in my pocket." Willow responds, showing Hermione the sleeping Puffskein. The trains starts to slow making them pack up the exploding snap cards "Remember what I said Harry. Any trouble you let us know." Willow smiles "I know." Harry nods.
The group of friends climb off the train and walk to the side when they see Kol and Davina waiting by the Floo Network "Mum! Dad!" Willow grins, hugging them both. "Hey Baby Witch, hey kids. Draco, Theo, Blaise, youre coming home with us for dinner. Your parents are meeting us there." Kol smiles. "We'll organise to meet up at some point. Can't have you missing me too much." Willow tells Hermione, Ron and Harry. "Bye Wills, make sure to write." Hermione smiles, hugging her best friend. "You too, Mione." Willow smiles. Hermione hugs each of the boys as Willow hugs Harry and Ron "While I remember Harry, your Aunt and Uncle don't know you're not allowed to do magic outside of school." Kol winks. Harry grins before he, Ron and Hermione bid farewell and walk off together. Willow scans the crowd for Marcus, spotting Cedric first "Ced!" she exclaims. Cedric smiles and meets Willow half way "Make sure to write." she smiles. "I will if you promise to respond." he tells her. "I'll think about it." Willow jokes, hugging him. "Have a good summer, Low." Cedric tells her, hugging her back. "Your too, Ced." Willow smiles, making her way back over to her parents and friends. Marcus soon joins them "You ready to head back then?" Davina smiles. Willow nods "I saw the twins on the train." she responds. "Come on then." Kol tells her, holding out the Floo powder. "I'll go first." Willow smiles, taking a handful and stepping into the fire place "Mikaelson Mansion!" she shouts, throwing the powder down and being engulfed by green flames.
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Willow
FanfictionWillow Heather Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson's eleven year old daughter, who is accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.