❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 10
MY BACK PRESSES AGAINST THE LARGE TREE TRUNK AND NEVILLE GASPS IN FASCINATION AS HE HOLDS PLANTS IN HIS HANDS. "Neville. You're doing it again." Harry tells him and I hold the book loaned from Neville in my hands for Harry and I to read.
"'Magical Water Plants of the Highland Lochs'?" He asks the boy who stands knee deep in water. "Moody invited me to tea and gave me it." Neville looks behind us and waves. Hermione walks there with Ron and Ginny following after her. Ron mumbles something to her and she sighs as she walks forward.
"Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him, that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid's looking for you." She says and tucks her hair behind her ear. "Is that right? Well, you— What?" Harry flashes her a confused look.
"Uhh." She looks back at Ron before walking over to him. He mumbles more and she walks forward. "Dean was told by Parvati... please don't ask me to say it again. Hagrid's looking for you." She says before turning around and walking away, not before shooting me a smile. "Well you can tell Ronald—" Harry gets cut off by Hermione spinning around angrily.
"I'm not an owl!" She yells out before walking away with Ginny and Ron.
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"Did you bring your father's cloak like I asked you?" Hagrid asks Harry, who holds said cloak in his hands. "Hagrid. Where are we going?" I ask the half-giant. "You'll see soon enough." He says as we continue to walk deeper into the woods.
"Now pay attention, this is important." My eyes lock on the yellow and red flower pinned to his coat. "What's with the flower?" I ask him and Hagrid moves the coat closer slightly. I look at the tall man's hair, noticing it neat. "Hagrid, have you combed your hair?" Harry asks him and Hagrid nods.
"As a matter of fact, I have. You might like to try the same thing now and again." A roar sounds in the distance. I stop walking. "Hagrid?" A French woman's voice calls out, Madam Maxine looks for the man.
Hagrid walks forward, smiling, before turning back and telling us to put the cloak on. Harry wraps the cloak around both of our bodies. Our shoulders bump together and I see his cheeks turn pink from the corner of my eyes.
Hagrid and Madam Maxine meet and Harry and I walk closer. He pulls a face and I give him a nudge. "What? It's good that Hagrid has someone." I whisper out and Harry glances at me. The roaring gets louder as we walk deeper into the woods.
Cages filled with dragons stand ahead of us. Fire spews from the dragon's mouths and Harry pulls the cloak from our heads. Madam Maxine walks forward, staring at the Dragons in shock and fascination. "Dragons?! That's the first task? You're joking." We walk forwards and the fire reflects off my skin.
"Come on Harry. These are seriously misunderstood creatures." A dragon breaths fire directly in front of us. A clear/blue forcefield moves from my body and wraps us in a bubble. It vanishes the second the fire stops.
"How'd you do that?" Harry asks me and I shrug with wide eyes. "I don't know." I mutter and Hagrid keeps his eyes on one of the dragons. "Although, I have to admit that Horntail is a right nasty piece of work. Poor Ron nearly fainted just seeing him, you know." I frown before my eyes widen slightly.
"That's what Hermione was saying earlier. Ron probably didn't want you to know it was him helping you because you both are still, well... having a lovers quarrel." Harry rolls his eyes.
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A/N- I'm not really motivated for this fic, but I'll keep writing it, just because it's not my favourite, doesn't mean it's not one of yours.
👆that's literally my mindset when writing a fic I don't particularly enjoy.
