Was I just a ruse? ( Harry Potter x Reader)

The One with the Recovery

As their view of the room became clearer, they saw another door behind the white pieces.
"How will we play our way through?" Hermione questioned Ron nervously.
"I think, we're going to have to be chessmen."

He walked upto a black knight and put his hand to touch the knight's horse. At once, the stone sprang to life. The horse pawed the ground and the knight turned his helmeted head to look down at Ron.

"Do we-er-have to join you to get across?"
The black knight nodded. Ron turned to the other 3.
"This needs a lot of thought, I suppose we've got to take the place of four of the black pieces.."

The three stayed quiet, watching Ron think. Finally he said,
"Now, don't be offended or anything, but you lot are bad at chess--"
"We're not offended, Just tell us what to do." Harry quickly replied.
"Well, Harry, you take the place of that bishop, Hermione, you go next to him instead of that castle and y/n take the place of the king."
"What about you?"
"I'm going to be a knight," Ron told them seriously.
The chessmen to have been listening, because at these words a knight, a bishop, a castle and the king turned their backs on the white pieces and walked off the board, leaving empty squares that all of them stood in.

The game was going great, the courtesy of Ron. The brunette was very proud of Ron for this. He had taken out almost all the white pieces.
"We're nearly there, Let me think, let me think..."
The white queen turned her blank face towards him. Now the brunette was no chess genius but even she knew that was something bad.

Ron was talking about SACRIFICING HIMSELF. After they vetoed the idea, Ron again told them to follow his thought process. The brunette knew it wasn't going to end with Ron being okay, so she started racking her memory for healing spells.

Meanwhile the damage was done, the brunette stayed back with Ron as the other two went on.
She used muggle first aid on him- she didn't know if essence of dittany could be used for this or not. She sprinkled some drops of water on him and made him eat some candy to get him okay again.

Hermione came out some time later, with instructions from Raven. The brunette calmed herself, and help her carry Ron onto the brooms. She left Hermione with Ron to visit the Hospital wing. She then went to the owlery, to send a letter to Dumbledore by Hazel.

She rushed towards the common room, praying for Harry to get back safe. After one hour of waiting, Proffesor McGonagall came inside the common room, telling them that everything is okay and Harry is in the Hospital wing.
.......

She rushed there along with Hermione and Ron, who was okay now with a bit of rest and Madame Pomfrey's magic. With fresh tears glistening from her eyes, she quickly went near his ward. But Madame Pomfrey stopped her, saying he needed rest.

(He's okay, he's okay, okay? He just needs some rest. Please wake up, Raven. Please.)
.......

The brunette was now least bothered about others who were enjoying their last days before returning back home. She would just sometimes visit her brother and her friends.
Sit all day with Meowington purring on her lap. Write letters to her family, who were very worried about what she did. The whole school knew, ofcourse. They wanted all the details. The brunette would visit Harry whenever she had time, taking Hermione with her. Ron would visit him alone.

......
On the third day she woke up and wore

She then walked down to the common room, where Hermione and Ron were already seated.
All of them talked about trying to visit Harry again, but as they went to ask Madame Pomfrey for permission, they were turned away.
"Madame Pomfrey, you always let us in. What happened today?"
"The Headmaster's in talking to him. He needs rest."
The brunette stumbled in shock.
(He's awake. He's awake? HE'S AWAKE!)
All three of them had a group hug there, jumping with happiness.

Then they spent the rest of their day persuading her to let them in. They took turns in eating, just so someone could wait on him at the door.
Finally at dusk she let them in.

......💖

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.
The brunette rushed in, with fresh tears glistening. Her ocean blue eyes gazing into his emerald green eyes. She rushed in to hug him, but stopped herself halfway.

"Raven, are you...okay?" The brunette asked him while sniffing
"Oh, Harry, we were sure you were going to-- Dumbledore was so worried--" said Hermione.
"The whole school's talking about it, What really happened?" said Ron.

It was one of those rare occasions when the true story is even more strange and exciting than the wild rumours. Harry told them everything; Quirell, the mirror, the stone and Voldemort. The three were a very good audience; they gasped in all the right places, and when Harry told them what was under Quirell's turban, Hermione screamed.

The Quirell thing was not a new revelation for the brunette, she was surprised by the turban thing though.

"So the Stone's gone? Flamel's just going to die?" said Ron breaking the ice.
"That's what I said, but Dumbledore thinks that- what was it? 'To the well organised mind, death is but the next great adventure."
"I always said he was off his rocker." Ron replied, looking quite impressed at how crazy his hero was.

"So what happened to you three?"
"Well, I met y/n at the chess board with Ron half awake, then we parted ways; she left to contact Dumbledore and I took Ron to Madame Pomfrey saying he had played too much. Then after getting him alright, we waited in the common room. Where McGonagall just told us, you were okay."
"D'you think he meant you to do it? Sending you your father's cloak and everything?" Ron asked Harry with a shrug.
"Well, if he did- I mean to say that's terrible- you could've been killed." Hermione exploded.
"I know you like an adventure, we all do, but that's just ...dangerous." The brunette finished in low whisper.

"No it isn't," said Harry thoughtfully. "He's a funny man, Dumbledore. I think he sort of wanted to give me a chance. I think he knows more or less everything that goes on here, you know. I reckon he had a pretty good idea we were going to try, and instead of stopping us, he just taught us enough to help. I don't think it's an accident he let me find out how the mirror worked. It's almost like thought I had the right to face Voldemort if I could..."

"Yeah, Dumbledore's off his rocker, all right." said Ron proudly.
"Listen, you've got to be up for the end of the year feast tomorrow. The points are all in and --- Slytherin won...ofcourse." the brunette said wiping her tears.

"You missed the last Quidditch match, we were steamrolled by Ravenclaw without you-- but the food'll be good." Ron said looking everywhere except Harry's face.

At that moment, Madame Pomfrey bustles over.
"You've had nearly 15 minutes, now OUT!" she said firmly.

The brunette slept good that night, finally smiling...

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