Layla Dreamer's Death

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(Master to Kitten, Kitten to Master)
'Thoughts'

[Kitten speech]

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The boys were sad. It was the end of the year and they wouldn't be going home. While they loved the academy, it wasn't their home. They said goodbye to their friends before going to the apartments. Neville would be staying in the same apartment as his parents and Harry would stay with Remus and Sirius since they had a free room.

"I'm sorry kitten." Remus said, helping Harry unpack.

"It's okay Remus. It's not your fault and I understand why I have to stay here." He said.

"It's okay to be mad." He assured him.

"I know. When I first found out I was but I learned to accept it." He said.

"Well let me know if you ever want to talk. I am here for you." He said.

"I will. I promise." He said.

"Good. Well there you go. All unpacked." He said.

"Thank you for helping me."

"You're welcome. Now let's get some food. I have a trout in the fridge." He said.

"Trout?" That made Harry's face light up.

"Yes trout." He chuckled.

"Let's go eat some trout!" He was excited.

"Yes, let's." He laughed.

The two went to the kitchen. Remus pulled a couple trout from the fridge. Harry now knew the reason Sirius wasn't there. He wasn't a fan of fish. He didn't like the smell nor the taste.

Remus made sure the trouts were deboned before he seasoned them. He then put them on the frying pan. Harry's stomach growled the whole time Remus cooked. Soon they were done. The two ate the fish and the rice that was made as a side dish.

Once the food was gone Remus cleaned up and used a spell to get rid of the fish smell. Harry went over to Neville's so they could get started on their homework.
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(With Layla)

Layla hummed as she tended to her plants. She was the dark lord's official herbologist. She grew whatever the man needed.

She enjoyed the envy her new position caused. She was a newbie and more useful to the dark lord than those in the inner circle. At least in her head she was. Too bad she was about to learn how disposable she really was.

Knock knock

With an annoyed roll of her eyes she went to see who was at her door. It was a death eater, one she didn't care to know the name of. She told her the dark lord wanted her. She quickly left to go see what he wanted.

"My lord." She bowed.

"You failed me." He said.

"W-what?" She looked at him in shock and fear.

"You failed me. You told me that Potter and Longbottom would be at the bank since that is a port-key area. One of my most trusted death eaters waited there all day and neither arrived. He was wearing magical glasses just in case they were disguised in order to keep them safe from you. No such luck." He said.

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