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Ginny seems to have gone from defensive mode to offensive mode. Instead of sheltering students, and healing injuries, she's jinxing professors and interrupting classes. She has to be getting shipments from the twins to be able to pull off all the things she does. After a while, I start noticing other, more subtle things. Most likely the result of Neville Longbottom. Seems like he's getting to put his love of herbology to use in some pretty creative ways.
February comes around, and I feel particularly nauseous on Valentine's Day. It's not like last years was any better though. In fact, it was way worse. Maybe it's just all in my head, but my scars seem to ache today. Does my skin remember the fire, or just my head?
This year, students aren't all lovey dovey For the holiday. In fact, it seems like everyone is ignoring it. I selfishly prefer that. I'd rather not have to see what I am missing. But on top of all of that, there is an additional issue that is the cause of the majority of my stress for the day. Starting just before lunch, Hogwarts will be playing host to a couple of Death Eaters. Specifically Greyback, the deranged werewolf. I remember him from my visions of the night of Dumbledore's death. He had been there. The half man, half beast is is known for his cruelty and his enjoyment of spreading lycanthropy.
Greyback will also be bringing his recently appointed beta with him. Apparently he is around my age, and Snape has charged me with entertaining him while the "adults" talk. If the second in command is anything like Greyback, I'll be in for a terrifying day.
I leave Slughorn's classroom after second period and make my way to the headmaster's office to greet the new arrivals. I make a pit stop in the restroom to make sure I am presentable.
"Boomslang Skin." I say the password and the gargoyle slides to reveal the path to the office. I scamper up the steps to find Snape in his usual place behind the desk.
"Good morning, Sir." I smile, taking my own seat.
"Hello. I appreciate you being punctual." The man nods in greeting.
"How long until they get here?" I ask, glancing at the clock.
"Not for another twenty minutes or so." He mutters, scribbling something down.
"Ah, need any help while we wait?" I offer, hoping not to have to spend the entire time bored.
"Actually, I had a question for you. What do you know of the current use of the room of requirement?" His question catches me off guard.
"Not much, really. I saw Ginny headed in that direction the other day, but I didn't see her actually go in. Why do you ask?"
"I believe it is being used as a sanctuary of sorts." He says, putting his parchment and ink away. "A safe house for those who need it."
"That is certainly a possibility, Sir. We used it a couple of years ago during Umbridge's rule or terror. Although I suppose you already knew that, being her veritaserum supplier and all." I say the last part teasingly.
"Ugh, don't remind me of that woman." He groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Just try to help keep the Carrow away from the seventh floor corridor."
"Aye, aye, Captain."
"You are going to be the death of me, Taylor." He grumbles.
"Never! I wouldn't do anything to hurt my favorite roomie." I snicker, earning a sigh of regret from him.
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Weasley Twins - A Fate You Can't Escape
FanfictionHazel Taylor is in her seventh year at Hogwarts. Things with Voldemort are escalating, and Umbridge is not helping anything. She's just trying to survive the year and make it through her Newts. But things don't exactly go as planned for this Huff...
