Forsaken Bloodlines {HP x GOT}

Chapter 2.3

Later that evening, during dinner, Lyanna was relieved to finally see Harry and Ron walk into the Great Hall. They looked a mess, their robes haphazardly thrown on, as if they had dressed in a hurry. Lyanna exchanged a concerned glance with Hermione. Something had definitely happened.

After dinner, before heading to their common rooms, Lyanna and Hermione intercepted the two boys. Lyanna, despite being a year younger, often took on the role of a big sister to Harry and Ron. She crossed her arms and gave them a stern look.

"Where have you two been?" she demanded, smacking them lightly on the head with a rolled-up parchment. "You look like you've been through a battle!"

Harry and Ron winced at the scolding but quickly launched into their story. They explained how they had missed the Hogwarts Express and had been forced to take the enchanted flying car that belonged to Ron's father. They recounted the harrowing journey, including the near-collision with the Hogwarts Express and their eventual crash-landing into the Whomping Willow.

Lyanna's eyes widened as she listened. "You two could have been expelled! Or worse, seriously hurt!"

"We know," Ron said, rubbing the back of his head. "It was a bit of a close call."

"A bit?" Hermione interjected, her voice sharp. "You crashed into the Whomping Willow! That tree is dangerous!"

Harry looked contrite. "We didn't have a choice, really. But we're here now, and we didn't get expelled."

Lyanna shook her head, her initial anger giving way to relief. "Just... be more careful next time, alright? We don't need any more close calls."

Ron grinned sheepishly. "We'll try."

As they walked towards their respective common rooms, Lyanna turned to Harry and Ron, her expression serious again. "You two need to be more careful, especially when I'm not around."

Harry frowned. "What do you mean, not around? You're always around."

"Yeah," Ron added, puzzled. "Why wouldn't you be?"

Lyanna sighed, running a hand through her silver-blonde hair. "I got a letter from Professor McGonagall over the summer. I'm going to be taking some extra classes with the third years. Mystical Divination, for one. My schedule is going to be really hectic this year, and I won't have much free time."

Hermione's eyes lit up with interest. "Mystical Divination? That's an advanced course!"

"Yeah," Lyanna replied, "I'll be learning about prophecy, flame reading, and interpreting omens. It's fascinating, but it means I won't be able to keep an eye on you two as much as I'd like."

Harry and Ron exchanged worried glances. "So, you're saying we can't count on you to bail us out of trouble?" Harry asked, half-joking.

Lyanna laughed softly. "Exactly. So you need to be extra careful. And if you do get into trouble, at least try to make sure it's not life-threatening."

Ron nodded solemnly. "We'll do our best. But you know us, trouble seems to find us."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Lyanna said, shaking her head with a smile.

They reached the point where they had to part ways, the Gryffindor common room to the left and the Ravenclaw common room to the right. Lyanna gave each of them a quick hug. "Stay safe, alright?"

"We will," Harry promised. "And good luck with your classes."

"Thanks," Lyanna said, smiling. "See you tomorrow."

As she walked towards the Ravenclaw tower, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension about the coming year. Her advanced classes would be challenging, but she was ready to face them. And no matter how busy she got, she knew she would always find time for her friends. They were like family to her, after all.

Lyanna felt a mix of exasperation and affection for her friends. They always seemed to find trouble, but she couldn't imagine her life at Hogwarts without them.

As they parted ways, Lyanna glanced back at Harry and Ron, a smile tugging at her lips. Despite the chaos they often brought, they were like family to her. She shook her head, chuckling softly to herself. Life at Hogwarts was never dull with friends like these.