𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 (🪄) 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 ❝ there's no glory in taking the
easy path, only mediocrity. i'll take the thorns if it means i bloom brighter. ❞
RE-WRITTEN
harry potter and the philosopher's stone - the deathly h...
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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL ? 🩰 DRACO MALFOY ⋆｡‧˚ʚ 019. a parselmouthɞ˚‧｡⋆
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"You want me to what?" Kimberly's eyes widened in disbelief.
"I want you to learn healing spells so you can help heal your friends when needed," Madam Pomfrey explained calmly.
Kimberly groaned, her frustration evident. "There are thousands of students here, and you chose me?"
Madam Pomfrey's gaze softened. "I chose you because of your dedication and your quick thinking during crises. You have the potential to make a real difference."
Kimberly hesitated, her shoulders slumping. "But why me specifically? I'm not exactly the best candidate for this."
"Sometimes," Madam Pomfrey said with a reassuring smile, "the best healers are those who didn't expect to be chosen. Your willingness to learn and help is what matters most."
Kimberly sighed, taking a moment to process the request. "Alright, I'll do it. But I hope you know this is going to be a lot of work."
Madam Pomfrey nodded approvingly. "That's the spirit. We'll start with the basics, and I'm confident you'll do well."
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A week had passed since the Bludger incident, and Hogwarts had introduced a new activity: a dueling club. Every house was required to attend, much to Kimberly's dismay, especially since Hermione had practically dragged her along.
"Gather round, gather round!" Professor Lockhart's voice rang out as he beamed at the gathered students. Kimberly stood next to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "Can everybody see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent! In light of the dark events of recent weeks, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little dueling club to train you all in self-defense, should the need ever arise—something I have experience with, as detailed in my many published works. Now, let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape."
Professor Snape stepped forward, his expression as stern as ever. "Dad?" Kimberly gasped, surprised and confused. She hadn't been informed that Snape would be involved in the dueling club.
Lockhart gave a reassuring smile. "Professor Snape has sportingly agreed to assist me with a brief demonstration. Now, don't worry, you'll all have the benefit of our potions master's expertise once I'm finished."
Snape and Lockhart took their positions, bowing slightly to each other before turning to face the students. As they straightened, Snape wasted no time. With a swift flick of his wand, he cast "Expelliarmus!" Lockhart was propelled backward, stumbling and crashing into a stack of dueling mats.
