They all went to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, crowded in an out-of-order cubicle. Hermione somewhat explains the potion, she lets them know some pieces will be hard to come by but Mikayla said they'd just have to steal it from Snape's study while he's busy. When she got around to the part of having a part of the person you're changing into Ron started to moan. The boys were fighting doing it because of the risk, "if you two are too chicken, Mikayla and I will do it. Because I think threatening Muggle-borns is far worse than brewing up a difficult potion." Hermione states, "And if you want to figure out who's behind this, you're going to need to grow a pair." Mikayla added receiving a proud smile from Hermione. "I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be persuading us to break the rules." Ron stared at Hermione. When they were informed that it would take a month and they had no other plan or option, it was agreed that this was their plan.
Gryffindor versus Slytherin in the first match of the season. Wood has been torturing his teammates during Training to ensure they would be prepared for anything, he even allowed Mikayla to practice the effectiveness of her charms. Fred would 'fall' off his broom, Mikayla would slow him down and place invisible cushions under him. Mikayla and Fred haven't really talked since the last GOAT meeting, Mikayla regrets kissing him, if she would've how awkward they would be after, she would've kept her hands to herself. "Hermione! Get up it's match day." Mikayla drew her friends curtains, Hermione jumped up and got ready in the bathroom. They meet the boys in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"How are you feeling today Harry?" Mikayla asked standing across from him, "Alright, just a little nervous that's all." He shrugged biting into his toast. Mikayla walked over to the rest of the team, "Hey guys, just want to wish you all good luck and I'll be keep an eye on yous making sure nothing bad happens." She smiled, her smile however didn't provide the comfort she intended to. "Alright what's going on? Why is everyone so depressed?" She sat down beside Alicia, looking at everyone's face individually until George admitted their problem was the new brooms Slytherin have. "Slytherin may have way better brooms than you but you guys have something they don't. Talent. You guys are prepared for any weather and any tactic Slytherin might pull. You don't need fancy brooms when it comes to quidditch, you need trust in your teammates and I can promise you Slytherin doesn't have that but you guys do. Ok? Now eat something to calm your nerves and wipe that smile off Flint's face by beating him." The team seemed more inspired and less nervous, "Wood, you might want Mikayla to do the pep talks from now on." Alicia smirks, Mikayla stood up, giving an encouraging nod before returning to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "You've got this!" Mikayla beams at Harry, he gives her a smile before agreeing with her, "Now wipe that smug smirk of Malfoy's face."
It was eleven o'clock, everyone made their way down to the quidditch pitch, Mikayla, Ron and Hermione took their usual seats at the top row. Slytherin walked in and their house cheered loudly. When Gryffindor walked onto the pitch, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff joined the Gryffindors in cheering for their team! Madam Hooch walked to the middle of the pitch with her usual trunk, the stands went quiet. Once she blew the whistle the crowd cheered as the players soured into the sky. Harry went higher than anyone else so he was out of harms way while he searched for the snitch. However the gods of quidditch had a different objective, Harry was swerving as a black bludger repeatedly went after him. The Weasley twins were trying to hit it away but it was like Harry's head was a magnet. "Someone's tampered with the bludger. It won't leave Harry alone." Mikayla said worryingly pointing at Harry diving away from the bludger. Ron went to destroy it but Hermione stopped him, telling it was too dangerous. They watched anxiously. Wood eventually took a timeout, they seemed to be arguing, "Harry's convincing Wood to get the twins to leave him to deal with the bludger. So they can have a chance on winning the game." Mikayla informed the other two, they looked at her confused, "I can lip read quite efficiently." She explains, Wood must've agreed the game continued and Wood was receiving dirty looks from his teammates. The bludger made contact with Harry's forearm, he winced, it was clearly broken.
He was staring at Malfoy, Mikayla follows his gaze, "the snitch is at Draco's ear." She whispered to Hermione, "Let's go to the pitch, I suspect the match will be over soon but that bludger will keep attacking Harry." Mikayla finished they got up and made their way down the steps, the crowd roared, Mikayla pulled out her wand and the second she saw the bludger she shouted, "Finite Incantatem" The bludger blew up. Harry thanked Mikayla, Hermione asked if he was ok but he informed her that his arm was broken. Lockhart kneeled down beside Harry telling him not to worry and that he'll fix his arm. Harry said no to Lockhart, mainly because he's never seen him successfully cast a spell. He was right to have disbelief in Lockhart's abilities because he accidentally removed all of the bones in Harry's arm. "Let's get you to the hospital wing." Ron said lifting Harry off the ground with Hermione's help.
Madam Pomfrey was utterly displeased at the fact he wasn't brought to her straight away, Mikayla explained that Professor Lockhart wouldn't allow them to because he could mend it and then he went and removed all Harry's bones in his arm. She assured that she could grow back the bones but it would be extremely painful, she gave Harry pyjamas because he'd have to stay the night. Mikayla and Hermione waited outside the curtain while Ron helped Harry into the pyjamas. "Harry if you hear anything that might help us with figuring out what the hell is happening, you'll let us know right?" Mikayla asked through the curtain, "As soon as I possibly can." He responded just before Ron pulled open the curtains. They talked for another five minutes before Madam Pomfrey kicked Ron, Hermione and Mikayla out. "Lunch?" Mikayla asked, the other two agreed to go get lunch because they were starving.
Mikayla was reading alone lying on the common room couch, it was quite late but she thought that she needed to take her mind off everything that's happening. It's not like last year, this time last year they at least had a name but this year they had nothing, and they won't have anything until they get in Slytherins dungeons. "You ok?" Mikayla jumped at the sudden voice, she immediately recognised it was Fred. "Just thinking about everything that's going on... how come you're up? I saw you go to bed like two hours ago." Mikayla goes to sit up but Fred stops her, he sits down and lifts her head onto his lap. "I couldn't sleep." He shrugged, Mikayla closed her book, shifting her body slightly, "is there a reason you can't sleep? Like is there anything I could do to help?" She asks staring up into the boys beautiful eyes. He smiled, "No, sometimes just can't sleep." Mikayla nods, "The mind is a torturous thing." Mikayla laughs, "I usually just read or write a song before bed, just to clear it." Mikayla suggests a solution to his problem, she sits up, wraps her blanket around herself and pats her legs telling him to lie down. She starts playing with his head lightly in a soothing matter. "Would you sing me one of your songs?" Fred asked tiredly, "Of course. Now this is a little old but I think you'll like it."
Mikayla massaged Fred's hair as she sang, his eyes slowly began to drift and his eyelids started to close. Soon Mikayla heard soft snores just after she stopped singing. She couldn't help but smile. She conjured another blanket and put it on Fred. She went back to reading before she eventually fell asleep.
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Out of The Shadows (Golden Trio Era) {1}
FanfictionMikayla O'Brien is a quiet, bookworm who wants to prove herself. When she's separated from her twin sister during the sorting, she finally begins to grow out of the Shadows, making friends easier than before and a new struck confidence starts to gro...