Forsaken Bloodlines {HP x GOT}

Chapter 3.10: Dementor's Disruption

Days later, the school was abuzz with excitement for the upcoming Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. The Gryffindor common room was filled with anticipation as students donned their red and gold scarves and discussed their team's chances.

"Lyanna, are you coming with us to the match?" Ron asked, his voice barely containing his excitement as he adjusted his Gryffindor scarf.

"Of course, I'll be there to support Harry and Gryffindor," Lyanna replied with a smile. "But I won't be arriving on time. I have something to discuss with Professor van Houten first."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Something important?"

Lyanna nodded. "Yes, something that can't wait. I'll catch up with you all at the stands as soon as I'm done."

Ron looked a bit puzzled but shrugged it off. "Alright then. Just make sure you don't miss Harry catching the Snitch!"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Lyanna assured him.

As her friends headed towards the Quidditch pitch, Lyanna made her way to Professor van Houten's office. She knocked on the door and waited until she heard the familiar, calm voice beckoning her inside.

"Ah, Lyanna," Professor van Houten greeted her warmly. "What brings you here today?"

Lyanna closed the door behind her and stepped into the cozy office. "Professor, I need your help. It's about Sirius Black. With everything that's been happening, I can't shake the feeling that there's more to how he got into the castle undetected."

Professor van Houten's expression grew serious. "It's indeed a troubling matter. What do you seek from me, Lyanna?"

"I was hoping you could use your visions to see who might have helped him or how he managed to bypass the castle's defenses," Lyanna explained.

Professor van Houten nodded thoughtfully. "It's a difficult request, but one I will certainly attempt. Sit down, Lyanna. This might take a while."

As Lyanna took a seat, Professor van Houten closed her eyes and began to concentrate. The room fell silent, save for the faint murmurs of students outside. Lyanna watched intently, hoping that the professor's unique gift would provide some answers.

After a few minutes, Professor van Houten opened her eyes and sighed. "I'm afraid the visions are unclear. There are many possibilities, and the presence of dark magic clouds the truth. However, I will continue to seek clarity on this matter. In the meantime, be cautious, Lyanna."

Lyanna nodded, feeling a mix of disappointment and determination. "Thank you, Professor. I'll stay vigilant."

With that, Lyanna left the office and hurried towards the Quidditch pitch. She could hear the distant roars of the crowd and knew the match was well underway. As she approached the stands, she spotted Ron and Hermione waving her over.

"You're just in time!" Ron shouted as she climbed up to join them. "Harry's been amazing out there!"

Lyanna settled into her seat, the excitement of the Quidditch match washing over her. She cheered alongside her friends, momentarily forgetting her worries as she watched Harry skillfully maneuver his broom, his eyes locked on the elusive Golden Snitch. High above the pitch, Harry flew fearlessly, searching for the Snitch as Bludgers pierced the clouds and Chasers flitted in and out of view far below.

Suddenly, in the stands opposite, a black umbrella flew from the hand of a Ravenclaw girl. For a moment, it sailed wondrously through the heavy air, like a Magritte dream, then abruptly picked up speed, rotating like a hatchet. Harry ducked, turned, and watched it disappear into a bank of clouds. Then, something glimmered: the Snitch. Instantly, Harry jetted off, closing fast on the tiny, glimmering ball, chasing it through one cloud, then another, and another until he broke into a clear patch of sky, only to find the Snitch gone. Angrily, he whipped the Nimbus back around, searching the horizon frantically when he spied something enormous flicker briefly in silhouette in the stadium's highest tower, then disappear behind a veil of mist.