Back at Hogwarts for her second year in the modern world, equipped with a brilliant group of friends and a boy who loves her dearly, Azalea Hogwarts, protector and shield of the school itself, could not be happier, despite the war raging on around h...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Azalea watched the world flash beyond the window and she couldn't help but smile, because with every mountain that passes, she knew that she was getting closer and closer to Hogwarts. Her Pygmy Puff sat happily on her shoulder, cuddled into the curls that fell beside her neck and she was perfectly content.
"So what was Draco doing with that cabinet? And who were all those people?" Harry broke her from her reverie and she turned around to face her friends once more, snapping from her daze. "Don't you see, it was a ceremony, an initiation."
"Stop it Harry" Hermione cut in and Ron and Azalea exchanges equally confused expressions. "I know where you're going with this."
"It's happened. He's one of them" Harry informed and Azalea smiled sadly, thinking about Draco. Things could have gone completely different, if only the pair of them had continued to speak but the moment she chose to befriend the golden trio, any chance of a friendship with Draco had vanished into dust.
"One of what?" Ron questioned.
"Harry's under the impression that Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater" Hermione explained with a smile because she did not agree in any way with the statement.
"You're barmy" Ron scoffed. "Why would the Death Eaters want a rotten sod life Malfoy?"
"Well, what were they doing in Borgin and Burkes? Browsing for furniture?" Hardy scoffed and Azalea sighed.
"It's a creepy shop, he's a creepy bloke."
"No" azalea cut in and they all turned to her. "That was not any old cabinet, it was a vanishing cabinet." She hummed.
"A what- what?" Ron laughed.
"Don't you worry about it Ronald. I have it all under control." She smiled and Hermione couldn't help but grin.
"You do?" Harry questioned his girlfriend and she merely smiled warmly at him.
"I do"
"I need some air" Harry decided, standing and taking something from the trunk rack before disappearing around the corner. Azalea sighed when he left and exchanged glances with the others. It had been an interesting experience for them all since returning to the train, her secret was common knowledge now and every student stared at her for some reason or another.
"He's stressed" Hermione informed the daughter of Hogwarts.
"It's understandable. I just wish he'd have a little more faith in my abilities,"
"Harry's always been like that" Ron brushed it off, assessing a pack of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. "He just likes to work alone." The ginger scoffed.
"Ron, he's not a hermit" Hermione rolled her eyes. "He is worried about allowing people close to him. He's in constant danger, anyone close to him gets involved in that danger."
"Even if I wasn't with Harry, I'd still be in danger," she sighed and Hermione smiled, nodding.
"He'll realise that, eventually. He is just stubborn"
* * * | | |
Azalea held her cloak close around her as she walked along the platform in the darkness, rain hammering down on her head, plastering her curls to her head. Everyone moved in a herd, the first years being called in a different direction by Hagrid who loomed in the darkness.
As she was about to step onto the cobbled road with the carriages, Azalea halted and glanced around. A pit had formed in her stomach and she couldn't help but freeze in contemplation. After a moment of standing in silence, she turned and battled against the crowd to get back to the train. Stepping on board, she quickly made her way through each cart, it was incredibly desolate now, eery in the silence and she froze in one of the later carts, glancing down.
Waving her arm around lowly, she quickly found something undetectable from the human eyes and pulled it away to find her boyfriend lying on the carriage floor.
"Oh Harry, you really cannot stay out of trouble for a moment, can you" she scoffed, shaking her head sadly. After waving her wand, he pulled herself to stand, coughing.
"Lea. How did you find me?" He asked in shock; pulling her into a hug and she frowned at where his nose bled down his face.
"You really doubt my abilities Harry" she scoffed and he just chuckled, shaking his head.
"Right"
"Unfortunately for us both, we've missed the carriages because of this little detour so I hope you have your hiking boots" she shrugged and she sighed but otherwise followed her out of the carriage and down onto the platform. "Would you like me to fix your nose? Personally I think you look all sexy and rugged but, your choice" she winked and he laughed at her, reaching out and grabbing her around the waist, spinning her around in the rain due to her teasing. Azalea giggled out loudly.
"Harry" she smirked when he placed her down, kissing her. "Ewww blood" she motioned to his nose and he chuckled lowly, holding his hand up to halt the bleeding. A large click was heard and he groaned as his nose magically fixed.
"How does it look?"
"Handsome" she hummed with a wink and shook her hand, a handkerchief appeared, flourishing as she handed it to him and he blinked as he took it, holding it to his nose before he took her hand in his other one and dragged her along down the familiar cobblestone road.
