Mia Potter was the other Potter. Looking almost identical to her mother, she was a force to be reckoned with. But there was only one person who could reckon with her, and his name was Draco Malfoy.
In which the youngest Potter twin finds herself fa...
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The castle seemed very quiet even for a Sunday.
Everybody was clearly out in the sunny grounds, enjoying the end of their exams and the prospect of the last few days of term unhampered by studying or homework. Mia walked slowly along the deserted corridor, peering out of windows as she went. She could see people messing around in the air over the Quidditch pitch and a couple of students swimming in the lake, accompanied by the giant squid.
Mia had just descended the last marble step into the entrance hall when Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle emerged from a door on the right that Mia knew led down to the Slytherin common room. Mia stopped dead; so did Draco and the others. For a few moments, the only sounds were the shouts, laughter, and splashes drifting into the hall from the grounds through the open front doors.
"Leave us," Draco said as Crabbe and Goyle walked away, leaving the two alone. Mia said nothing as she looked at Draco.
"I'm sorry about your father," Mia said as Draco looked at her.
"Did you do it?" he asked as she shook her head.
"No," she said as she looked at him. "I didn't say anything about your father." Draco nodded.
"How, how are you?" he asked as she shrugged.
"As best as I can be after being possessed," she said, chuckling weakly. Draco nodded as the two stood there in silence.
"Um," Draco said as Mia looked at him, "I'll miss you."
Mia looked at him as he nodded.
"Don't ever repeat that," he joked as Mia chuckled.
She nodded as she walked towards him and hugged him tightly. Draco wasted no time in wrapping his arms around her small body and hugging her back, just as tight.
"Look after yourself," he said as he rested his head on her ginger hair. Mia nodded.
"I'll be okay," she said as she smiled lightly. The two let go of each other and smiled lightly. "I should er, I should head off," she said as he nodded.
"Me too," he said. "See you around Potter."
"See you around Malfoy," she said, smiling lightly as she waved before walking off.
The hot sun hit her with a blast as she walked across the lawns toward Hagrid's cabin. Students lying around on the grass sunbathing, talking, reading the Sunday Prophet, and eating sweets looked up at him as he passed. Some called out to her, or else waved, clearly eager to show that they, like the Prophet, had decided she was something of a hero.
Mia said nothing to any of them. She had no idea how much they knew of what had happened three days ago, but she had so far avoided being questioned and preferred it that way. She thought at first when she knocked on Hagrid's cabin door that she was out, but then Fang came charging around the corner and almost bowled her over with the enthusiasm of his welcome. Hagrid, it transpired, was picking runner beans in his back garden.
