What Happens At Hogwarts

The Truth

You were walking down the halls to your Potions class when someone bumped into you causing you to drop the books you were carrying. You bent down and started to gather your books. "Sorry mate." someone said bending down helping you. It was Ron Weasley. "No its quite alright." you said standing back up. "Well see you 'round." he said jogging back up the hall to catch up with Harry and Hermione. You had been around them since the first year here at Hogwarts. You were a Gryffindor and bunked with Hermione. She didn't have a particular liking to you but you never noticed until now. Ron must had said something about you because right now you guys were sitting in class and she was giving you the most God awful glare you had ever seen. She was sitting next to you and was taking glances at you. You had never really talked to her so she really had no reason to hate you. You looked over and smiled at her. She scoffed and turned to face Professor Snape. You couldn't focus on whatever he was rambling on about. It really irked you that she seemed to hate you. The bell rang and everyone rushed to the door and you packed you things and walked to the door. "(y/n) come here." Professor Snape called. He scared you. Alot. He had an odd liking to you. His cold eerie voice echoed in the dungeon. "Yes sir?" you said walking to his desk. "I see you and Miss Granger aren't getting along would you like me to speak to her. I don't want any of my students to feel threatened." he said fixing some parchment on his desk. "No thank you sir. I think if I just talk with her we can patch everything up." you said giving the most realistic smile possible. "Alright. See you next class. Remember the essay." He said shooing you away. You rushed to the portrait of the fat lady as fast as possible. "Scalawag." you said and she swung open. You stepped into the common room and sat at a table in the far corner. The common room was espesically noisy today. Fred and George were setting off firecrackers while everyone cheered. Harry and Ron were sitting at the table next to you scribbling away on parchment. Ron caught you staring and smilied. "Hey wanna sit with us. We need some help with the god awful Potions." Ron said gesturing to the chair across from him. You hesitated to answer. "Um sure." you said picking up your stuff and moving to their table. "So..(y/n)..um. We were wondering if you could come to the party we are going to throw in the Room of Requierment on Saturday ." Ron said playing with his quill. "Sure. Is Hermione going?" you said looking over at Harry. "No. She said she needs to study and parties are childish." Harry said looking up at you. "Oh. Okay." you said looking down. "The parties gonna be great." Ron said throwing his quill down and smiling his toothy grin. "Not too great. That awful git will be there." Harry growled looking down at his parchment. "Okay okay. But hes only coming cause he has to." Ron said trying to cheer Harry up. "Malfoy?" You said dryly. He wasnt too mean to you. He usually over looked you. "Yeah." Harry said quickly. "Dont worry. Just sit next to me." You said nudging Harry. He was cute when he pouted. "Okay." He scoffed. You just smiled and shook your head. The days slowly slugged by. Then on Saturday morning you woke up at 6 am. You yawned and dressed. You snuck down to the common room to see it completly empty. You ran back to your room to grab some parchment and your Potions book and sat in one of the squashy arm chairs and opened your book. You had a whole essay on monks hood write and you wanted to finish it. You had written 4 good legthy paragraphs before you heard quiet steps comming from the boys staircase. You waited quietly for the owner of the sound to emerge. Finally you spotted a ruffled Harry. He was also carry a Potions book and some rolls of parchment. You quickly looked down pretending not to notice. You felt that table shake as he set his things down. "Morning (Y/N)" Harry said yawning. "Hi Harry, are you well." You said looking up at him. He smiled. "Im well. You?" He said unrolling his parchment and opening his book. "Im well. Just this damn essay." You said returning to your paper. "Ron should be down soon. And speaking of Ron...do you like him?" Harry said meeting your eyes. Your heart skipped a beat. "What ever do you mean?" You said casually .You hadnt told a soul that you had a crush on Ron. "Like do you...well like him?" "I guess." You said shrugging. "Why?" You said. "Just wondering." He said sighing. Then the porthole swung open to reveal Dobby the house elf. "Harry Potter, sir. And miss (Y/N)!" He said walking over to the table. "You know Dobby?" Harry said looking at you. "Well..yeah." you said rubbing the back of your neck. "Oh yes. When Dobby was house elf for master, (Y/N) played with young Draco." Dobby said straitening the atrocious blue, yellow and grey tie hanging from his neck. You rubbed your temple harshly. You didnt like people knowing that you use to be friends with Draco. Harry looked at you wide eyed. "You were friends with that git?" Harry said in disbelief. "Yes. But we were tiny. Im a pureblood. My mother was very close to Lucius and she'd bring me to their house offten." You said not mentioning that you also had a thing for Draco. His icy grey eyes. His blonde silky hair. Harry's hand waved in front of your face vigorously. "(Y/N). Hello?" He said shaking you. "Oh sorry. Just thinking." You said quickly. "Are you still friends?" Harry said dropping his quill. "No. I wish." You said quietly. "You wish?" Harry said angrily. "Calm down. I just miss the old Draco. He was nice and sweet. He was my best friend until we were sorted into different houses. Then he changed. Hes only talked to me a few times." You said reminiscing in thought. "Draco. Nice. Sure." Harry retorted bitterly. That hurt. You looked Harry in the eyes and he could see the pain. He opened his mouth but before he could utter a word Ron came bustling down the stairs, Potions materials in hand. He sat next to Harry and smiled at you. "Hello Ron." Harry said through gritted teeth. You let out a groan. "Oh come off it. Its not like I'm a dark wizard." You said trying not to cry or yell. "What?" Ron said dumbfounded. "Nothing." You and Harry said at the same time. Ron put his hands up in defence. For the next 40 minutes or so there was nothing but the sound of scratching quills and the pages of books turning. Dobby had left and you had cooled. "So (y/n) Can you help me with some of my essay?" Ron said giving you a sly smile. "Careful. Dark wizards are dangerous." Harry said rolling up his finished essay. "You know what?" You said bawling your hands into fists. "What?" Harry said giving you a cocky smile. Your face grew hot and Ron made an effort to distance himself quickly. You rose from your seat and and screamed "YOU COCKY LITTLE GIT. YOU SQUARE GO LIKE, EAT MORE WANK CUBBY COON. YOURE A FUCKING BASKET CASE. YOU CAN TAKE YOUR VOLDEMORT RUBISH AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR FUCKING DICKHOLE. YOURE PUSHING ME OVER THE FUCKIN LINE. YOU SPECCY BOWL HAIRED CUT, SMALL DICK ,SKINNY CUNT, EAT MORE WANKER. ILL SET YOU ON FIRE AND I DONT GIVE A BLOODLY FUCK WHAT YOU THINK. THIS IS NOT NEGOTIABLE. FOR FUCKS SAKE LISTEN TO ME!" You screamed as Harry turned his head. "NEXT TIME YOU TALK ME IM GONNA FUCKIN SLAP YOU LIKE A LITTLE BITCH. JUST BECAUSE I WAS FRIENDS WITH HIM DOESNT MEAN IM SOME DARK WIZARD. OKAY? OKAY." You finished. Your eyes were buldging and your face was hot. You saw the faces of fellow Gryffindors peaking down the staircases. You looked down at Harry who was sitting with a blank look. Ron looked mortified. You slowly sank back into your chair and hung your head in your hands. You didnt want to cry but you couldnt help it. You felt two hands pressed on your shoulders. "(Y/N) what happened?" You heard Neville say. Neville was your only close friend. You confided in him. And he did the same with you. He talked about his parents to you. Something he never did with anyone else. He knew about you being friends with Draco. He never judged you. Neville was your family. "Everyone go back to bed. Nothing to see." Fred Weasleys voice boomed. You heard doors closing and wished you were back in bed. Fred and George walked over to the table and pulled up chairs. "Okay (y/n) why in the bloody hell are you yellin at these two gits so early." George said jokingly. "Neville, he knows about my family." You said moving your hands to your lap but still staring at your feet. "Draco?" Neville said squeezing your shoulders. "Yeah. I know she still favors Draco." Harry said budding in. "I never said that." You said looking up at him. "Well then what?" Harry said raising his voice. "Harry dont get smart with me. Raise your voice and you'll regret it." You said giving him a stare of up most hatred. He didnt reply. "Okay someone please explain why they're at eachothers throats." Ron said. "Harry, would you say that the Dark Lord affects you more than others. He stared at you with deep suspicion. "More than most I guess. At Hogwarts anyway." He said staring at you carefully. Neville let out an audible sigh. "Harry that isnt true. On the contrary I'd switch with you any day." You said coolly. "Whats that supposed to mean." Harry said gripping the arms of the chair so tight his knuckles were turning a deathly shade of white. "It means I have more problems connected with the dark lord. Do you remember the dream you had. Where you had seen Mr. Weasley attacked by a snake. But you saw it from the snakes point of veiw. Well can you guess who the snake is?" You said slowly. "How did you know? What do you mean who is the snake?" He said. "Harry you might be able to see and feel the Dark Lords plans and emotions but I carry them out. That snake is me and yes I know, "OH NO YOURE BASICALLY A DEATH EATER!" but its not like that. Well I'm not the snake really. I control it. I speak parseltounge. As do you and Voldemort. But before you rage let me explain thoroughly." You said looking wearily at Fred whos jaw was twitching slightly. Harry simply nodded. "Okay so when Voldemort was at the hight of his power my father, Tony Lestrange, brother of Bellatrix was his right hand man." You said rubbing your forearm. Neville tenced at the name Bellatrix. "He helped Voldemort with everything. When my mum gave birth to me my father practically gave me to Voldemort. He said Id be the profit. Voldemort transferred some of his powers purposely to me. Not like what happened with Harry. His was an accident. But mine was for a dark purpose. I was to be the start of his army. The Malfoys and my family were over joyed that I had joined them officially." You said taking a deep shaky breath. Before you could continue Harry interrupted "How did he transfer his powers to you on purpose?" You sighed. You slowly lifted your shirt stopping below your breasts. There was a long straight scar running from your 3rd rib to your hip. Harry scofted "How do we know thats from Voldemort and not like a niffer?" You laughed. "Harry I'll show you." You stood up still holding your shirt walking to Harry. "Touch it. If your scar hurts you'll know." You said stoutly. He looked at you in mild suprise. He stretched one nimble finger out placing it gentle on your scarred flesh. His face contorted into a shock of mere pain. He howled and pulled away. His hands darted to his scar putting pressure on it. He starred at you with slightly watered eyes. He said nothing. He just stared. "Wait...so youre the reason our dad was attacked that night?" Ron said suddenly. You nodded slowly. "But I did it to save...well all of you. Voldemort can enter Harry's mind. Explaining the dreams you have from Voldemorts eyes. If I were to disobey he'd invade Harry and obliterate everything within Hogwarts. But I didnt let that snake attack to its full potential in order for your father to live. I admire the Weasley family. Youre all so close. I was never too close to my parents. Neville is my only family." You said sitting back in your chair infront of Neville. He beamed at you. "What do you mean?" George said. His words spat like venom. "You are all so sweet and cute. Like a true family. I have never been close to my family. Your mum is a very nice woman. After you all had gotten on the platform and as I was struggling she helped me. As for your father he has quite the character. I envy you." You said trying to soften George. "And by the way I do not favor Malfoy. He was a close friend but when we were split into different houses he changed. End of story." You said closing the subject. Harry checked his watch. "Its only 6:45. What time are we meeting Malfoy at the Room?" Harry said looking at the twins. "Around 6. Right George?" Fred said taking his heated gaze off you looking sideways at George. "Yeah." George said still not looking away from you. You felt uncomfortable. You felt your scar prickle and instantly sear and a shrill voice in your head yelling "ITS TIME." you grabbed your side quickly and fell out of the chair . There was a high pitch laughter filling your ears. Your eyes stung with tears. You looked up to see Neville hovering over you with either Fred or George next to him. You felt a thud on the other side of the table. You turned your head to see Harrys blured figure lying on the floor being shaken by Ron and the other twin. You felt yourself slip in and out of contients. You weren't extremely worried. This happened everytime you were to harm someone. Neville knew what to do. You were worried about Harry. Finally your eyes shut as your body was picked up and taken up the stairs.