A/N: Back on my writing grind and i'm so excited for the next few chapters! u guys r gonna love me hehe
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When Ivy woke up on Sunday morning, she had received a letter from Remus. 
It read:
My dearest Ivy Lilith.
It's Padfoot, by the way. Had to use Moony's owl. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about Harry's dream, which I know he's told you about. 
I don't like it. Not one bit.
The most likely explanation is the one you've already guessed, that someone at Hogwarts has an interest in harming your brother. With him stuck in this ridiculous tournament, that someone has more than enough opportunities to try.
Which is why I'm telling you to keep an eye on him. A close one. I know you're already doing it as you always have, but I need to hear you say it: you won't let anything happen to him.
And before you start in with that stubborn 'I can handle it' streak, remember that you are not alone in this. Write to me if you see anything strange, or if you're worried. No matter the hour. I'd rather hear too much than hear too late.
Harry also told me about that spell in class. That Unforgivable spell. I'll admit it gave me a jolt when I read his letter. You shouldn't even have to know how to cast something so dark, let alone actually try it. But... I know you, Ivy. You have ice running through your veins, and more talent than most adults twice your age. You don't rattle easy, and sometimes that makes you colder than you realise. I don't want you to be afraid of yourself because of it. Power isn't the problem- it's what you choose to do with it. Just be careful, all right? There are plenty of eyes waiting for any excuse to misunderstand you.
On a lighter note, try to keep yourself out of trouble while you're at it. And tell your 'friend' Malfoy that if he gives you a hard time, I know where he lives. 
I'm proud of you, you know. Not just for looking out for Harry, but for being you. It's not easy, the position you're in but you have more bite than anyone I know.
Love,
Padfoot. 
P.S. Moony said to tell you to eat something green once in a while. Chocolate frogs do not count. I don't think he's in a position to be saying that, though.
Ivy allowed a small smile to appear on her features as she set down the parchment. Twilight strolled over, letting out small noises as she curled into her lap. Ivy ran her fingers through her black fur, looking thoughtful. 
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Ivy was only half-listening to whatever Davina was yapping about early in the morning when the two walked down into the common room. 
There they found Draco at the centre of a small audience with a Cheshire Cat grin plastered on his face. Blaise, Theo and Daphne were amongst the crowd, somewhat sharing his amusement. 
He seemed to be handing out something circular. 
His eyes widened in excitement- like a kid meeting Santa- when he noticed Ivy walking over in curiosity. 
"Ah! My dearest Ivy! Loving the badges?" 
He held up one of the circular things- a badge- and showed the words:
Support CEDRIC DIGGORY — 
The REAL Hogwarts Champion!
Ivy wasn't that bothered about the badges until the blond tapped them and the letters morphed. Now it read: 
                                      
                                   
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