destruction ➙ h. potter

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"Will you stop eating? Your best friends are missing!" Hermione exclaimed, smacking Ron on the back of his head.

He groaned and looked up.

"Why won't you turn around, you lunatic?" Ron laughed going back to his food.

Hermione looked and saw Isabel walk in with a boy.

"She's walking with a boy!" Hermione whisper-yelled excitedly to Ron and Ginny.

Ginny wiggled her eyebrows and giggled.

"That my good friends," Ron said, gesturing to the boy Isabel was with, "Is Shane Anderson, a 7th-year hot shot."

"He's kind of cute," Hermione said.

"Very cute," Ginny said.

"Very selfish, more like it," Ron muttered.

"What do you mean, Ronald?" Hermione said, annoyed.

"I just mean that he always has to have everything his way and he will make sure of it. He's just not a great person is all I'm saying," Ron said.

Shane walked Isabel over to her friends.

"Thanks again," Isabel said to Shane as she sat with her friends.

"The pleasure was all mine, I hope to see you again soon," Shane said with a wink and walked over to his friends.

"Woah," Isabel sighed as she sat down.

"Isabel, he is so cute!" Hermione said.

"Yeah, he's super nice," Isabel said, smiling, "But, where's Harry?"

"Dunno," Ron said.

Their conversation was cut off by the opening ceremony of the sorting hat.

Isabel watched as the small first years excitedly get sorted.

There was one little boy named Oliver.

She couldn't help but think about her dead baby brother.

He would've loved Hogwarts, even though he wasn't a wizard.

She squeezed her eyes shut as she pictured his dead, bloody body.

She bit her cheek and sucked in a breath, willing herself not to cry.

"Isabel?" Ginny asked, noticing Isabel's pained expression.

"I'm fine," Isabel said, as a tear escaped.

"Isabel," Hermione said, seriously.

"I miss him," She said. They all understood.

Ginny gave Isabel a hug and they listened to the rest of the ceremony.

"Look who decided to show up," Hermione muttered, snapping Isabel out of her thoughts.

She looked up to see Harry and Luna walk towards them.

"He's covered in blood again. Why is it he's always covered in blood?" Isabel said, worriedly.

"Looks like it's his own this time," Ron added.

"Where have you been? What happened to your face?" Hermione exclaimed.

"Later. What did I miss?" Harry asked.

"The Sorting Hat says we ought to be brave and strong in these troubled times. Easy for it to say, though. It's a hat, isn't it?" Ron said, filling Harry in.

Dumbledore stood in front of everyone and started to address them.

Isabel took a napkin off the table and gently dabbed Harry's bloody nose.