Chapter 5

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"Meet me in the afterglow tell me that you'er still mine tell me that we'll be just fine even                 when I lose my mine."

                                                                  -Taylor Swift-

                                                                    -Afterglow-


Y/n's pov.

As we hurried up the steps of Hogwarts with Draco still wincing dramatically in Hagrid's arms, I couldn't help but glance back at Harry. His eyes met mine, and he gave me a soft, reassuring smile that sent my heart racing all over again.

Once inside the castle, Madam Pomfrey was already waiting in the Hospital Wing, her face a mix of exasperation and concern. "What happened this time?" she muttered, looking over Draco's arm. She tutted. "Hippogriff injury. Again."

"I tried to warn him," Hagrid said sheepishly. "Poor Beaky didn't mean no harm."

Draco groaned louder than necessary. "I'm practically bleeding to death here!" he complained.

Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes. "You're not dying, Mr. Malfoy," she said, waving her wand to close up the wound. "A bit of rest and you'll be back to your usual... self."

I felt a slight wave of relief wash over me, though a small part of me still found it hard to feel too sorry for Draco. After all, he had been warned not to provoke Buckbeak. As the tension eased, I looked over to Harry, who had been watching everything quietly, his expression unreadable.

"That was close," he said softly as we stepped back into the hallway. "But you were really brave back there, Y/N. On Buckbeak and... well, handling Draco too."

I laughed lightly, trying to mask the warmth spreading across my face. "You weren't too bad yourself, Potter."

We walked in comfortable silence for a few moments before Harry spoke again, his voice a little more serious. "You know... I've never seen anyone handle a Hippogriff like that before. You were amazing."

I stopped in my tracks, caught off guard by the sincerity in his voice. "Thanks, Harry," I said, my cheeks flushing under his gaze.

Before I could say anything else, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the corridor. Hermione appeared around the corner, looking worried. "Is Draco alright?"

"He'll live," Harry said, rolling his eyes.

Hermione gave a relieved sigh but then turned her gaze to me. "Y/N, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I reassured her. "It was... exciting, to say the least."

Harry chuckled beside me, and for a brief moment, everything felt normal again. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted. Whether it was between me and Harry or something deeper, I wasn't sure.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while I've been traveling a lot but hopefully I'll be back now 

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