Hogwarts Life as Ash Potter (A Harry Potter/George Weasley/Remus Lupin FF)

Chapter 13 - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Weeks came by and went and Christmas was near. I would go to the Weasleys, but I didn't want Molly and Arthur to ask things about what I did earlier so I wasn't sure if I wanted to go. So I asked George if he could ask his mother not to ask about what I did. Of course he nodded so I decided to just go to the Weasleys and have fun.

Christmas went by pretty good. I got books, money, food, cards and a new sketchbook. I loved it all. I sent everyone a drawing and a self made card because I don't have money to buy presents, but they also liked it. Arthur and Molly didn't ask anything but they were concerned, I saw it in their looks. As we got back to Hogwarts a new year had started so some kind of hope grew inside me that this could all be just over.

I fully healed two weeks after the holiday ended and I was just skipping towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Just as normal I was awake early, 6 o'clock, it being a saturday didn't change a thing. I smiled at dad. We grew a kind of friend relationship, and he was happy with it. He smiled back and I started eating waffles, cake, toast, fruit, bacon, all sorts of food.

At around 9 my friends arrived and most children were in as well so the owls came in with the Daily Prophet. I got the paper from the owl and paid it. My mood changed immediately after I saw the front page. 'OUT BREAK OF AZKABAN' with a picture of, of course, who else, Jason. I got my quill out and quickly wrote a note and started running towards the entrance.

Many people were looking at me, probably thinking about when Dumbledore told us about him. I bounced into Hagrid and frowned. 'Can I please pass Hagrid?' He shook his head. 'I'm not carrying you again.' This went to far. 'Do you really think I'm such a coward to even think about it?' I growled, everyone looking at me. 'You did before.' At that time I was fuming. 'I'M TRYING TO SAFE BLOODY PEOPLE YOU ASSHOLE! LET ME THROUGH!' I yelled. Hagrid shook his head again.

Before I started yelling again, dad said 'Ashley, calm down.' I turned around slowly, my anger was clear. 'The woman I was going to send a letter to is the woman that was like a mother for me. The woman that healed me after I yet again came back after another adoption. If I remember this right, tell me if I don't, you were nowhere to be seen. Were you? I'm just trying to safe one of the most important people in my life's life. I could inform you you're not on that short list. HAGRID LET ME THROUGH!'

The last part I yelled at Hagrid but he didn't move. I looked at dad one more time and his face showed hurt but I didn't care. I needed to reach Brooke and fast. George came to stand next to me and said. 'Hagrid let US through.' Hagrid did clearly consider but shook his head. I slowly got my wand out, I was fuming. George hold my hand before I could do anything stupid. 

'Hagrid, let them through.' Dumbledore said. Hagrid wasn't sure but took a step to the right. I ran past him and bumped into him on purpose, and hard. I started sprinting to the owlery, bound the letter to the owl and looked at the owl disappearing. I felt George standing next to me. He put his hand on my waist. 'It's going to be alright.' I nodded, slowly. 'Hope so, but I have a bad feeling.'

As we walked out of the owlery Dumbledore was standing there with a sad expression. I knew what was going to happen next. I looked at him, tears rolling over my cheek. 'She's dead, isn't she?' He slowly nodded. This was all Hagrids fault. If he wasn't the asshole he just was 'She's dead for an hour already.'

Of course he knew what I was thinking. George pulled me into a hug and waited till I stopped crying. Both of my mother figures in my life were gone because of me. The following month I ignored everyone and everything except for my friends. People tried talking to me but even if I wanted to  I couldn't concentrate on conversations I didn't care about.

I skipped classes and appointments and skipped the detentions I got because of that. Instead of going to class I studied for the upcoming exams. I then learned a lot of the duelling spells that were in the book dad gave me for Christmas. I think that in total I was way better prepared than pupils that did go to classes.

I never missed meals where everybody would always stare at me. I thought that maybe after a while the feelings would disappear to the background, but they didn't. I was stuck in a daily rhythm I wouldn't change much. Breakfast. Think or study. Lunch. Think or study. Dinner. Do whatever with friends or just with George. Try to sleep.

A few weeks before the exams I was wandering through the hallways when I heard screams and yells and one voice. Jason. I ran to the grounds and saw Jason yelling Expelliarmus at Sophie. When Sophie lost her wand he started to yell Crucio but I sprinted towards the two and jumped in front of Sophie, just in time.

The pain started of not that bad but it became worse. He didn't stop the spell as he did before. Dad once told me that the more the casting person hated the other the more it hurt. He may even want me dead. But didn't I want to be dead in the first place? Children crowded around me and Jason. I thought of Ina, an old friend. Why was I thinking of Ina? Jason kept me at the same spot but started to run towards the forest, probably he didn't want back to Azkaban.

I was constantly screaming, I then saw George. 'GEORGEEE!!!' He looked at me in horror but couldn't do a thing. I started to cry. Then they started to move. Dad ran towards the forest while Dumbledore got the crowd to move back a bit. 'DAD I'M SO SORRY!' I yelled inbetween my screams of hurt. I truly was. I didn't want to end this with an argument. I wanted the constant pain to stop or me to black out, but both of it didn't happen. I saw everything clearly. A few minutes later it stopped.

I fell down but Hagrid catched me. I saw a Death Mark occuring but many teachers and older students were sending light with their wands to cover the Death Mark. This used to be done when Voldemort had the power. Younger wizards followed their example. I smiled a little. They did something before I'll die. But then I realize there's a Death Mark above me. But that means I'm dead. Am I dead? Hagrid put me on the ground. No, I wasn't dead.