Ariana Dumbledore || Harry Potter

16| godfather

"Guys maybe one of us should stay back with Harry." I said as we walked out into the courtyard. "You know he won't let us, he's said it a million times." Ron stated.

I look up into the window and see Harry looking down at us. I wave at him as he smiled down towards me. I pointed towards myself and then to him, mouthing "want me to stay?"

He shakes his head no as I sigh at his response. I continue to walk backwards and look at him, but eventually turn around onto Hogsmeade.

•••

Hogsmeade is a beautiful town, filled with little shops that lined the streets. Uncle had taken me many times growing up, but it had been a couple years since I had been back.

I only wish Harry was here to spend it with us.

"It's meant to be the most haunted building in Britain. Did I mention that?" Hermione said once again.

"Twice." I groaned. "Thank you Hermione for the endless facts, but I'm freezing. Let's get going." As we turn to leave Malfoy makes an appearance in front of us.

"Well, well. Look who's here. You shopping for your new dream home? A bit grand for you, isn't it, weasel-bee? Don't your family sleep in a one room?"

I gritted my teeth at his words and stepped forward. "Shut it you wanker before I make you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Not as friendly as we look are we Ariana. I think it's time we teach Dumbledore how to respect her superiors." I scoff at his words as I clench my knuckles. "I hope you don't mean yourself." Hermione said stepping in front of me.

"How dare you talk to me, you filthy, little mudblood!" My eyes widened at the statement as I started to lunge towards Malfoy. Hermione pulled me back, as a snowball came hurdling out of nowhere.

"Who's there!" Another snowball snapped towards Malfoy, and others continued after it.

I began laughing at the act. It was a simple one, but watching Malfoy scramble up the snow banks was truly a sight to see. I knew it was Harry. I somehow knew he would follow us out here.

We were all laughing endlessly until he started messing the ends of my hat.

"Harry!" I say pulling off his cloak. "Bloody hell Harry! That was not funny!" Ron was obviously terrified.

"Come on guys, lets go."

•••

"Those weasels! Never told me about any Marauder's Map!" Ron said as we walked through Hogsmeade. Harry explained the map to us, showing us as we watched everyone around Hogwarts move.

"But Harry isn't going to keep it. He's going to turn it over to Professor McGonagall, aren't you?" Hermione stuffed her hands in her pocket. "Oh, sure. Along with his invisibility cloak?" Ron scoffed at the idea.

"Oh, look who it is. Madam Rosmerta. Ron fancies her." I said as I teased Ron slightly. "It's not true!" Ron scrunched his face at my words.

A smile seems to linger in my face until I look up to see the Minister almost right in front of our faces. I turned towards Harry. "What in bloody hell is he doing here?" Harry seemed to be listening intently to the conversation.

"We have a killer on the loose." The minister refuted to Rosmerta. "Oh and what would bring him to Hogsmeade huh?" Rosemerta asked the Minister slightly annoyed. He leans towards Rosemerta and whispers very quietly into her ear.

She pulls away a shocked. "Harry Potter?"

A little shocked I turn towards Harry to see his footprints embedded in the snow, following after the minister.

"Harry!" We all chase after him, the door quickly slamming in front of us.

"No underage wizards allowed in today!"

"Oh shut it!" I said as I tried to walk into the pub further. "Shut the damn door!" I let out a sigh, and shut the door abruptly trying to look through the tiny window.

The three of us return to the bench where we were previously seated. Hermione and I talk amongst ourselves for a couple of minutes until I begin to see light footprints in the snow.

"Look!" I point to the footsteps as we begin to follow after Harry quickly. Under the cloak Harry pushes individuals out of his way as Hermione mutters apologies to each one.

We sprint after him, leading us back into the forest. I hear light crying throughout the quiet air and my heart immediately begins to ache for him. I began to walk up to Harry as I knelt down in front of him. I carefully placed my hands on the cloak, lifting it off Harry's body.

"Harry, what happened?" I said taking his cold, trembling fingers in mine.

"He was their friend, and he betrayed them. He was their friend!" He shouted. "I hope he finds me. Because when he does, I'm going to be ready! When he does, I'm gonna kill him!"