Reuniting with Friends

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30 minutes later, the dark tunnel suddenly became bright as I push open the portrait that revealed the familiar undercroft.

"Hey, anyone know what day it is?" Atti asks, stretching as he steps out ahead of me and into the arms of his sister, who shrieked the moment she him. "Atti!" Stella wailed, hugging him tightly. "Where the bloody hell have you been?" Neville asked as he and Luna joined in on the hug. Soon mine and Ginny's arm fold over the others, joining in the group hug. "It's a long story. But seriously, what day is it?" Atti asks again as we all break from the hug. "Uhm, Saturday, the 18th of April, I think." Neville answered, scratching his head. Atti's jaw drops. Realizing just how long  he has been gone for.

"I had no idea how long we were gone for.. I'm so sorry." He whispers. "We were kidnapped." Luna spoke gently. Everyone looked horrified. "What? By who?" Ginny askes, gasping. "He who must not be named. He kept us in a basement." She spoke dreamily as if not reciting the horrible moments down there. "How did you guys get out?!" Stella exclaimed. "Harry saved us. Along with this little house elf fellow, he was nice." Atti sighed softly as Luna explained the situation to our friends. I try shake away the tears trying to escape my eyes, while I think of Dobby.

"You saw Harry?!" Ginny asked, eyes wide. "Yeah, and Ron. Hermione too." I spoke up. "As far as I can tell they're all fine. Physically at least." I added. "Mate..." Neville finally muttered, stepping closer again. "You were gone. We thought—" He stopped himself, shaking his head. "We didn't know what to think." He added. "I'm so sorry," Atti apologized again. "I wanted to get back to you. Every single day." Ginny crossed her arms, lips trembling. "You should've seen McGonagall when she found out. She tried everything to find out where they'd taken you two." Ginny finally gest out.

"We thought maybe the Snatchers—" Neville began, but then shook his head again. "No. Doesn't matter. You're here now." He reached out and gripped Atti's shoulder, firmly. "Things have gotten worse," Ginny admitted. "The Carrow's have doubled down. Detentions are worse. People are scared." I add. "They need to see your faces," Stella said, her voice strong and brave. "We do, too." Ginny pulls me into a side hug and we both smile. My heart feeling fuller.

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Three weeks pass by in a blur. Snape calls me into his office one evening, explaining to me that Harry Potter has been spotted in Hogsmeade. He tells me to keep a close eye on him. I finally decide to ask why. He just lets out a sigh and waves his wand, a strand of blue light escapes his wand as a doe appears, prancing over the room. "He reminds me of his mother Lilly. I.. Loved her. This was her Patronus." He tells me. His eyes not leaving the doe, which slowly disappears.

"I'm sorry Sev.." I say giving him a hug. "I think it means you truly love the person. It happened with Tonks too you know." I continue. Snape nods and sits back down in his chair, most likely thinking of Lilly.

"Thank you for showing me. I better go see if I can find Harry" I blurt, turning to exit his office. "Asteria wait!" Snape's voice rings in my ears as I stand still at the door. "I have something for you." He says. As I turn around he's pulling a diary form his desk drawer. I walk over to his desk to retrieve the gift he's holding. It has the words, 'My Pure Blood Princess' "The title was George's idea. I spoke to him one night when he was leaving the hogs head. He was telling me all about you and how much he loves you and was ecstatic about the spell you created. So I thought now would be the best time to give it to you so you could write them down in a book like I did." He explains, his mouth turning into a smile as did mine.

"I'm happy you're happy." He beams. "Oh Have you and George..." He begins, but I interrupt before he can finish. "No we haven't yet.. Umm Sev I'm not talking about this with you. Sorry!" I mutter. "That's okay I was just asking. Be careful.." He tells me, I send him a meaningful smile. "I will Promise.. Always right?!" "Always" He smiles back before I quickly exit his office before things can get any more embarrassing.

I rush out the door not looking where I'm going.

I run into someone and fall backwards on the ground. "I'm so sorry." I say looking up. Its Ginny. "Are you okay? Why in such a rush." She replies holding her hand out to pull me up. "Harry has been spotted in Hogsmeade. We have to go tell the others." I say still holding onto her hand, pulling her along with me. She follows with the same pace, eager to see Harry.

"Before we go in there I need to ask you something." I say halting right outside the entrance of the undercroft. Thinking about what Snape had told me. "Harry told me you hid the Half Blood Prince's potion book in the room of requirement. Could you tell me where you hid it?" She's silent. "You know I wont let it get into the wrong hands. I want to keep it incase something happens to Snape." I plead. She nods and carefully explains where exactly she hid it. We enter the undercroft after just after the trio had arrived. They must have met Abe at the Hogs Head.

"Harry," Ginny said, stepping ahead of me. "Hey there," Harry replied, a smile forms on his face. Ron started to grin, ready to say something, but then noticed Ginny's fixed attention still on Harry's. Ron's smile falter's. He turns to Hermione with a frown. "Six months she hasn't seen me and it's like I'm Frankie First Year," he muttered. "I mean, I'm only her brother." Seamus, who had wandered over, snorted. "Got loads of those though, doesn't she? There's only one Harry."

"Shut up, Seamus," Ron snapped, clearly not in the mood. Neville, sensing the indifferent emotions, looked to Ginny. "What is it?" Ginny's expression darkened. "Snape knows. He knows that Harry was spotted in Hogsmeade." I tell them, my expression matches Ginny's. "Then we need to come up with a plan." Atti speaks up, turning towards Harry. "The Order are on their way." He tells everyone.

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