friends, never ememies ; NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

TWENTY-NINE

SCOTLAND, FORBIDDEAN FOREST.

"Ow!" Y/n hissed, curling her head inwards at the cluster of bats flapping their wings past the three teens sat on the dry grass all floating through the sky. Harry winced as the small thumb on their large wings scratching at y/n's, Hermione's and Harrys cheeks sharply.

"At least someone's enjoying themselves," Hermione chuckled at the Hippogriff who pranced and snapped his beak at the incoming birds, occasionally catching some in his mouth and grinding at their birds hungrily.

 "Hermione, y/n," Harry piped up when their heads turned, the bats escaping into the night.

"Yeah?" They replied.

"Before. Down by the lake. Someone made the dementors go away," Harry told and y/n glanced at his smile. He looked delirious but his smile was so big, he hadnt smiled that wide in months, it was unrecognisable - which seemingly grew a smile against her face. 

"With the patronus, I heard Snape telling Dumbledore,according to him, only a really powerful wizard could've conjured it," Hermione answered meanwhile y/n turned over to Buckbeak, who laid with his beak nestled in his feathers, her eyes turned back to Harry, his grin still plastered against his face.

"It was my dad, it was my dad who conjured the patronus," Harry exclaimed, almost uncertain, as if James was still alive.

"Harry your dads de-"  Hermione spoke up quickly before being cut off.

"Dead I know, I'm just telling you what I saw," Harry mentioned, the girls watched as his smile quickly faded, it relieved that she could finally mention James as a non relative, however having to remark his deceased father quickly caused a guilt bubble at the pit of her stomach.

"Here we come," Hermione spoke up and the three sprung up, gazing over at the Whomping Willow. Previous Sirius, Harry and y/n standing in a clump together the trees, Hermione and Ron slumped on the outgrown roots.

"See Sirius talking to us over there?" Harry gestured to Hermione.

"He was asking us to come and live with him," y/n mentioned, still foreign to the idea that Sirius was her biological father, and most importantly was an innocent man.

"That's great," Hermione mentioned.

"When we free him we'll never have to go to the Dursleys," Harry said and both teens smiled at their (god) father. "It'll just be us and him," he added as they exchanged beaming glances to each other, thinking about how free they could be and how easily fed they could be too.

"We could live in the country," y/n suggested as Harry nodded to her, shifting his focus from y/n back to Hermione.

"Somewhere you can see the sky," he added and all three smiled. "I think he'd like that after all those years in Azkaban," Harry said, y/n nudged his shoulder playfully until they heard Previous Hermiones  voice.

"HARRY!" The Past Hermione shrieked, Ron sat behind her, guarded off their professor who fearfully looked in the direction Hermione pointed towards.  it didnt take too long for the three to register the fact they should change spots, the werewolf growled meanwhile the past Hermione screamed loudly.