September and October went by so quickly. And today is Halloween. Everyone, other than Harry and Luella are in the spooky mood. Knowing that today was the anniversary of his parents death, Harry was feeling sad all day.
Only Luella noticed why he was feeling so down, so every chance she got, she comforted him.
Apparently there was going to be a big Halloween feast tonight, but Harry didn't want to go. He wanted to do something else instead. Which is why he and Luella are currently in Dumbledore's office during their free time.
"I want to go see my parents graves, Professor. It is the anniversary of their deaths, after-all.
Dumbledore, who is sat opposite them with his hands clasped together on the desk, frowns and shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, my boy. But you can't."
Harry's hope diminishes and he asks in sadness.
"Why?"
Dumbledore stayed silent for a few seconds before responding.
"There's a Halloween Feast tonight, wouldn't you rather enjoy the night than be all sad from visiting your parents? Halloween is all about having fun."
Luella did not like that answer, so she states with a bit of an attitude.
"I'm sorry, Professor. But what part of "anniversary of their deaths", sounds like "having fun"? I mean, yeah, Halloween is meant to be about having fun, but not if all you are reminded about, is the fact that your parents were murdered and you were the only one to survive. Besides, he's never been to their graves before. He doesn't even know where they are. And he deserves to know, he's their son! He doesn't even have a picture of them either."
Harry squeezed her hand as he could tell that she was getting really angry. Dumbledore looked taken aback as he stared at Luella. He then blinked and sighed.
"I'm sorry, but everyone has to be at the feast tonight."
Unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable.
Luella practically seethed, she bit her tongue to stop her from saying things she really shouldn't to the headmaster of the school. She then stood up and mumbled.
"Come on, Harry. We'll go visit them another time."
Harry got up and avoided eye contact with Dumbledore. Luella led him out of the office and when they were away from it, she suddenly exclaimed.
"Fuck that shit! We need to find a way to leave the castle."
Harry hummed before expressing eagerly.
"Wait, what if I ask McGonagall? She seems to have a soft spot for me. Plus, I know she taught my parents as I sometimes hear her muttering a "just like James" or "just like Lily"."
Luella smiled and thought it was a good idea.
"Good idea. She might be easier to convince since she has a soft spot for you."
Harry nodded and they made their way to her office. Harry asked Luella to wait outside as he wanted to do it alone. He was planning on putting on a little performance called "sad little boy".
So Luella leant against the concrete wall as Harry made his eyes look like he had been crying before taking a deep breath exhaling as he knocked on the door. He entered once he had heard a "come in".
Luella crossed her fingers and waited patiently.
"Hi, Professor."
Professor McGonagall looked up from the work she was marking. She then did a double take as she noticed that his eyes were red. She asked softly.
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Fanfiction(ONGOING) If there was someone Harry Potter would absolutely die for (it's definitely not Voldemort), it would be Luella Knight. The two of them are as thick as thieves and would hardly leave each others sides when they were together. They always...
