Being His Daughter

Polyjuice Potion

 "Draco!" I whined. "I still don't understand why we couldn't go home for Christmas!"

"Because the monster definitely won't attack us, and I just want some time away from home," he said simply. I rolled my eyes.

"Well I should've gone by myself then," I said grumpily, plopping myself down onto the couch. The common room was empty, and we were the only two people in here since everyone else decided to go home for the holidays.

"Awe, come on," Draco said, sitting beside me. "Don't be that way- hey, where are Crabbe and Goyle?"

"Probably still stuffing their faces down at the feast," I mumbled bitterly.

"Let's go get them," he said, grabbing my arm and tugging me up. I groaned before following him out the common room.

We exited the dungeons and then separated. I made my way down to the Great Hall, where the feast had ended about twenty minutes prior.

"Crabbe?" I asked. "Goyle?" They weren't anywhere around. I turned back around to go back to Draco and tell him they weren't down here, when I heard voices. I smiled when I recognized them as Crabbe and Goyle's. I turned the corner and saw them talking to Percy Weasley, Ron's older brother.

Harry's P.O.V.

Ron and I were disguised as Crabbe and Goyle with the help of Polyjuice Potion. We had been wandering around in search of the Slytherin common room when we had unfortunately bumped into Percy.

"What are you doing down here?" Ron asked him.

"That's none of your concern- what was it? Crabbe, right?" Percy said uncertainly.

"What are you-" I nudged Ron in the side and he groaned. "Oh! Yeah, I'm Crabbe."

"Well you should get down to your common room. You shouldn't be wandering around down here, especially at these times. It's dangerous," he said.

"Well you are," Ron said.

"I am a prefect," Percy responded proudly, puffing out his chest. Ron rolled his eyes.

"There you two are!" someone said from behind us. We all spun around to see Sierra approaching us. She looked like she had just been dragged out of her common room. Her hair was up in a messy bun and her cheeks were blotchy pink. She was also just wearing black socks on her feet instead of shoes and she didn't even have her robes on. Just leggings and a shirt that looked a bit too big for her. "Where have you two been? I looked for you in the hall but you weren't there. I was surprised you weren't still down there stuffing your faces." I tried not to chuckle. She turned to Percy. "Oh, were they causing trouble?" she asked politely. I swear, sometimes I seriously wonder how her and Malfoy are friends. Percy seemed to be wondering that too.

"Aren't you a Slytherin?" he asked. "Draco Malfoys friend?"

Sierra narrowed her eyebrows at him dangerously. "Yeah. So? I can't be a nice Slytherin or what?"

"No, I wasn't saying. Well sort of-"

She held up her hand and I was shocked when Percy snapped his mouth shut. He looked just as appalled by his actions but Sierra paid no mind to it. 

"Don't," she snapped. "I just wanted to take them back to the common room. Now, I would say nice to meet you, but just because I'm a Slytherin doesn't mean I lie." My jaw dropped open and then she grabbed Ron and I by our heavy arms and dragged us away from Percy, who gaped like a fish after us.