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I know I added Hyacinth Potter to the Reacting but she will be reacting less but will comment now and then as she did go through it all.
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THE MIDNIGHT DUEL
Hyacinth had never believed she would meet a boy she hated more than Dudley, but that was before she met Draco Malfoy.
“Being hated more than the asshole cousin, ouch that's gotta hurt,” Sirius teases Draco, knowing that he was in the same boat, he was hated more than Bellatrix, which had never ceased to make him laugh like a madman, it didn’t help people's perceptions of him being crazy.
It didn’t really matter anyway. He was crazy, and he never tried to hide it.
Remus just shook his head, knowing what he was thinking of, Sirius was his own brand of crazy that went hand in hand with James’ crazy.
Hyacinth just smiles at seeing her godfather again after seeing him die.
Still, first-year Gryffindors only had Potions with the Slytherins, so they didn’t have to put up with Malfoy much. Or at least they didn’t until they spotted a notice pinned up in the Gryffindor common room that made them all groan. Flying lessons would be starting on Thursday—and Gryffindor and Slytherin would be learning together.
“Its both good and bad with Slytherins and Gryffindors being paired up for flying lessons, they either use the hatred to try and one up the other houses, or it can take a turn for the worse and end with someone injured.” Remus lectures in his ‘teaching mode.
“I remember our first flying lesson. It was the rat that got injured, Pettigrew lost control of his broom,” Sirius recalls, animosity coating his words at the name.
Fred and George share pale looks of realisation “I think i'm going to throw up,” George says weakly.
“Why?” Will asks concerned, ever the efficient healer.
“Its likely to come up at some point if their reactions prove anything.” Fred explains. While Hyacinth nods in agreement.
This answer was soon to annoy many of the room's participants.
“Typical,” deadpanned Hyacinth. “Just what I always wanted. To make a fool of myself on a broomstick in front of Malfoy.”
“There was no way she was going to make fun of herself on the broom,” Sirius chuckles, attitude pulling a 180 from the clear disgust to an airy chuckle.
“Sirius, you would think you inherited your mothers bipolar issues rather than just the black family madness,” Remus teases.
Sirius gasps, majorly offended at Remus’ words. ”How could you say that to me, Moony? I thought we had something special, I thought you were bae, but it turns out you're just bro,” Sirius tears up dramatically.
Remus lets out an equally dramatic gasp, humoring Sirius and his dramatics. It had been years since he was able to do so after all.
She had been looking forward to learning to fly, this was a way to undermine the Dursleys ‘disagreements about freakish behaviour’ without them being there to punish her for doing so.
“Yes!” Percy cheers, the same way he had when his mother had ‘gained the ability to sculpt’ and ‘sculpted’ a lifelike ‘sculpture’ of Gabe and sold it to the highest bidder.
Sirius smirks at his goddaughters rebelliousness, while the Dursleys would never find out, it was still an act of rebellion, she was going against their ‘teachings’.
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Hyacinth Potter Reading the Books
Fanfiction------------○♡○------------ "They were destined to meet, written in the stars. It's a shame they never did. But that's what they came here for, isn't it?" ------------○♡○------------ ○|| In which Hycanith Potters Story is seen by those who are in he...
