The Saviour and her Knight (Book one)

We're worried about you.

"If someone worries about you it means they care you about you."

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Harry buttoned up his shirt and turned to face me, took my glasses off and I felt him trace the scars on my face. 'Give me back my glasses Potter!' I yelled. He shoved the glasses back on to my face roughly. 'They look similar to my scars!' yelled Harry. 'No! They don't!' I yelled back at him, not caring about how many people could hear me or who heard me. 'You can owl Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks and ask them if they're abusing me!' I exclaimed. 'If they are, they are just going to lie and claim they aren't.' argued Harry 'They're not abusing me!' I yelled. I threw my arms up in frustration but my scarf came off. 'Shit' I cursed under my breath. Harry went to pick up the scarf but said, 'Wait, what's that mark?' Harry saw the bite I got from Fenrir Greyback in the mirror. 'Shit' I repeated. 'It's nothing.' I said. I ripped my Gryffindor scarf out of his hands and quickly covered it up with my scarf but Harry ripped it off my neck and held onto it. 'You're lying. Tell me the truth' demanded Harry.

'I got bitten, but it's okay now. I promise.' 'By what? What did you get bitten by?' 'A-uh-a German Shepard.' 'You're lying. I know you are. Your normal (e/c) eyes are dull and depressed as well as filled with fear. If I can tell you that I'm being abused, you can tell me what gave you that bite.' 'I told you Potter! A German Shepard.' Harry dropped the scarf on the floor and when I went to pick it up, it revealed all the scars on my back.

'For God's sake (y/n)! Just tell me!' exclaimed Harry as he picked up my scarf. 'No! I refuse to! Now give me back my scarf!' I tried to get out of Harry's hands but he had a vice-like grip. 'Not until you tell me where you got that bite mark from!' 'No! Why should I?' I asked, infuriated. 'Because I love you.' Harry blushed a crimson red. Someone opened the door. It was McGonagall. 'I'm worried about you' said Harry in a small voice.

'Potter, Lady Gryffindor-Ravenclaw. Come with me.' I glared at Harry and mouthed This is all your fault. You should've shown me earlier! Harry mouthed back No it's not! I glared at Harry for a long few seconds and then stuck my nose up high in the air, not wanting to be associated with him.

Soon we were in McGonagall's office. 'What in the name of Merlin were you two doing in that broom cupboard?' 'Well, professor, you see (y/n) was just checking-' 'Harry seemed upset about something and didn't want to say about it in front of Hermione and Ron or out in the open so I said that he could talk to me in private about it and yeah.' Harry looked at me amazed 'but yet you yelled at him in both the courtyard and the closet?' 'How did you-' I said in astonishment. 'That mirror possesses magical properties and when it senses something other than those brooms in the closet it reports it to that persons head of house so I'm sure Filius would know about this as well.' I looked at my shoes, trying not to let tears fall.

At that exact moment Flitwick walked in outraged. 'Lady Gryffindor-Ravenclaw! I expected more from you! And Bringing Potter into a cupboard with you? I thought you were responsible! Minerva, I expect you've told them off?' asked Flitwick. 'I was just about to issue punishments but before that I would like to speak to Potter alone.' stated McGonagall. 'But-' I argued. 'Now' demanded McGonagall.

Harry's POV

(y/n) shut the door behind her. 'Potter.' said McGonagall. 'Professor, I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to and-' 'Potter, all I want to know is the truth.' I looked up at her in disbelief. 'The-the truth?' I stuttered. 'Yes Potter, I believe you understand what that means.' I nodded. 'What if- I mean, like-' I couldn't stop stuttering and before long, silent tears were streaming down my face. 'Just tell me one thing.' I looked at the professor and nodded. 'Those scars-' 'Y-yes?' 'Do you, yourself, want to tell anyone?' asked McGonagall. I shook my head. 'Would you like me to tell Professor Dumbledore, Harry?' I stood there considering what would happen if Dumbledore was told. But I have no one else to live with. I slowly shook my head. I want to leave the Dursleys, I really do but who is going to look after me? I want someone to look after me just for who I am, not because I am the Boy-Who-Lived. 'And you're sure Potter?' I nodded once more. 'I'll take it to my grave.' said McGonagall. I heard talking and sobbing coming from outside.

Your POV

After I left McGonagall's office, Flitwick look at me, pity evident in his eyes. 'Do you want to talk about it?' said the tiny professor. I shook my head so hard that (h/l) (h/c) whipped my face. Suddenly I started sobbing. 'Why does that goddamn mirror exist?' I yelled through tears. Flitwick avoided the question and said 'I'm concerned for you. All the staff are. But that mirror, and I agree with you, revealed too much.' I managed to say through heavy sobs 'They-are-not-the-real-scars.' Flitwick stroked my leg with sympathy. 'It'll all be okay.' squeaked Flitwick.

McGonagall opened the door and beckoned me in. I stood there and it felt as if time itself had frozen. Should I go into her office or should I run? Should I go into her office and face punishment or should I run for it, contact Remus and Tonks and insist I come home? Suddenly time sped up and I felt a hand on my shoulder. '(y/n)?' It was Harry. 'yes?' I said in a soft voice, barely audible. 'Are you going to come in?' said Harry, looking me in the eye. His emerald green eyes were soft and kind. I nodded and walked until I was standing at Professor McGonagall's desk. She adjusted her glasses and said ' Neither of you will be punished.' Both Harry and I let out a huge sigh of relief. 'But, if you are found doing anything like that again or worse you will be most definitely be punished. Are you okay with that Filius?' asked McGonagall, looking at the small professor. 'Yes. You can go now.' I left the room filled with both relief and horror. Horror at the fact that the staff know that I have more scars than they thought and the bite and that Harry has also seen the bite and the scars.

'Woah. That was close, wasn't (n/n)?' said Harry. I didn't answer, this was all Harry's fault. '(y/n)?' Harry clapped a hand on my shoulder, I winced but didn't let it show. '(y/n)?' asked Harry again. I pushed his hand off of my shoulder. 'This is all your fault.' I mumbled. 'What?' said Harry. 'This is all your fault, Potter!' I said. 'What?' repeated Harry. I walked up to him so that our noses were barely touching. 'THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT POTTER!' I yelled in his face. I was so angry that tears were cascading down my already red face from yelling and crying earlier. I turned to run but Harry jumped on me, I mean literally jumped on me, and pinned me to the ground, his wand pointed to my face and his breathing was ragged. 'I didn't ask to be abused.' he snarled in my ear. His wand was digging into my throat. I pushed him off of me and pulled out my Gryffindor wand. 'Don't move an inch Potter!' I growled. My wand was pointing at his chest. 'Or-' but before he could finish I said. 'You'll regret everything you've ever done and be in excruciating pain.' 'I didn't ask for abuse (n/n)-' 'Don't you "(n/n)" me. It's Lady Gryffindor-Ravenclaw to you Potter!' I yelled. People were starting to stare. 'What are you staring at?' I yelled and everyone went back to what they were doing. 'Alarte Ascendare! ' I casted and Harry flew into the air. As he came for the ground 'Arresto Momentum! ' yelled someone. and Harry fell to the floor softly but still with a silent thud. I spun on my heel. It was Hermione and she still had her wand out. 'Everte Statum!' I casted on Hermione. She flew backwards but Ron caught her. 'What was that about (n/n)?' asked Ron, helping Hermione back up. 'It's Lady Gryffindor-Ravenclaw to you Weasley. Same for you Granger.' I snarled and with that I stalked off, my nose high in the air but as soon as I turned the corner I fell to my knees and burst into tears. 'You alright?' I heard a voice say.

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Oh my God! How long has it been since I have update this? Feels like years! Uni is killing me! The exams are becoming so so intense! Me personally I think it's worse than both O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s combined!

NEWTS stands for Nastily exhausting wizarding tests.

Again so sorry for not updating earlier for this one.

I promise the next chapter will be up in the next week!

Again exams are coming up soon so obviously I will have to put my studies first but I absolutely love all of you guys!