𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 dakota dursley is exiled from her family when she receives an acceptance letter from hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry
➳ hermione granger x female oc
➳ sorcerer's stone ~ deathly hallows
➳ di...
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE the cursed necklace
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"𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐀, 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐔𝐒?" Aliyah asked as she followed her friend down the corridor. She was dressed in her warmest winter clothes; the first Hogsmeade visit of the year had arrived, and the grounds were covered in inches of glittery white snow.
"I already told you, Ali," Lyra said, shoving her hands into the pocket of an oversized hoodie of Ophelia's that Neville had given to her. "I don't want to go."
"But why?"
Lyra quickly swiped away a tear with her thumb before turning around to face the taller girl, who came to an abrupt halt so they wouldn't collide. "Enough people have gotten hurt already. Just. . .Just stay away from me, alright?"
The hearts of both girls shattered as the words left Lyra's mouth. She quickly hurried down the corridor and out of sight.
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"For weeks you carry around this book, practically sleep with it, and yet you have no desire to find out who the Half-Blood Prince is?" Dakota asked Harry as they walked down the snowy path to Hogsmeade. Her mittened hand was holding Hermione's, the two keeping each other steady in case the other slipped on a patch of ice.
"I didn't say I wasn't curious," Harry said. "And I don't sleep with it, Kody."
Dakota raised a brow, smirking. "Are you sure about that, hairball?"
"It's true," Ron confirmed her accusation. "I like a nice chat before I go to bed. Now all Harry does is read that bloody book. It's like being with Hermione and Aliyah."
"Watch your mouth, Ronald." Dakota scoffed, reaching behind her girlfriend to swat Ron on the back of the head.
"Well, I was curious," Hermione spoke up. "So, Ali and I went to—"
"The library," the other three finished, Dakota chuckling softly.
"And?" Harry questioned.
"And nothing." Aliyah sighed. "We couldn't find a reference on a Half-Blood Prince."
"Who would the Half-Blood Prince be, anyway?" Dakota asked, her brows furrowing. "There aren't any royals in the wizarding world, are there?"
"The closest our world has to royalty would be the Blacks," Ron said. "Merlin knows they'd rather marry each other than soil their pure bloodline." He then frowned when he noticed the way Aliyah looked down at the ground, dragging her boots through the snow. "Uh, n-no offense, Ali."
