Daughter Of A Killer ▹ Harry Potter✔️

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Laying on the bathroom floor feeling nothing, I'm overwhelmed and insecure, gimme something.
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"Oh come to see the show?" Malfoy cheered as he turned away from the rock.

"You, you foul evil loathsome, little cockroach!" Hermione exclaimed storming over to Malfoy and pinning her wand again his neck, his back pressed against the rock.

"Hermione, no!" Ron cried out as the three ran to join her. Hermione turned to face the three before glaring back at a whimpering Malfoy "he's not worth it!"

Hermione looked back at Draco before removing her wand, hesitantly might I add. Draco and his goons began to laugh, causing Hermione to swing back round. Her fist embedding in Draco's jaw; she punched him.

Watching as Draco's head smacked the rock behind Aurora failed to choke down a laugh.

"Not a word to anybody about this!" Malfoy could be heard shouting at his friends as they ran away, supporting his weight "I cant have people know what that mudblood did to me!"

"That felt good." Hermione admitted as she turned around to face the three.

"Not good." Ron corrected "bloody brilliant!"

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Hermione covered her eyes as Buckbeak was executed. Harry was paying more attention on Aurora, she was looking of in a different direction her eyebrows furrowed.

Taking a glance in the direction she was looking in Harry looked back towards her "Everything okay there?"

Snapping out of her daze Aurora looked back at Harry, "yeah I'm fine, it's just getting late."

"Ouch!" Ron hissed beside the two. "He bit me! Scabbers bit me!"

The four watched as Scabbers scurried past them towards the whomping hollow, a tree that can kill you.

"Scabbers! Scabbers!" Ron screamed as he ran after his rat. Catching it once it was under the tree.

"Ron! Ron!" Harry called as he tried to get his attention.

Ron looked towards the three, pure terror visible on his face "harry!" He shouted pointing behind them "behind you! It's the grim!"

Swinging around Aurora internally rolled her eyes at the sight of the dog. Taking of in a sprint towards the trunk of the tree, the dog and Ron not far behind.

Hermione and Harry attempted to follow the others, only to be stopped by the tree swinging its branches. After finally entering the tree Harry and Hermione continued to walk "Is this...?"