Muggle | 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑊𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦

Chapter 156

Everyone seemed careless about Moody's arrival, even though slightly relieved. But they were quick to ask him questions to make sure he was the real Moody. And when they were made sure of it, they were mostly curious as to what Mundugus had done.

        But not me.

       At his sight, my eyes widened and before I knew what I was doing, before I could even stop myself, I ran forward and flung my arms around Moody, hugging him.

      "Get off, silly girl! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Moody growled, trying to push me away from him. "Get off!"

       But I only laughed, taking a step back, only to realize that everyone was looking at me as if I had gone mad.

The truth was, the previous night, I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was Hedwig, George, and Moody. I knew I couldn't meddle too much, but I still had to risk it. After all, Dumbledore himself had told me that only the deaths that were sacrifices shouldn't have been stopped. But with the innocent ones, things were different.

        I was sent here to save as many people as I could. If I didn't, then what was the point of returning?

       Cedric's death was necessary, because he was proof that Voldemort had returned. Dumbledore dying was crucial, because Voldemort had to trust Snape. And I knew Snape's death was going to be important. But perhaps other lives could be spared, as far as I could help it.

So right before arriving at Privet Drive to pick Harry up, I warned Mad-Eye about Mundugus disappearing at the sight of Voldemort.

      "You," Moody snarled, pointing a finger at me angrily, "I thought Dumbledore had warned you not to meddle!"

        "One would think you'd appreciate the fact that I saved your life, but nope." I grinned.

       "Can someone tell us what's going on here?" Fred asked demandingly and everyone else nodded, staring between Moody and I questioningly.

      "Mundungus saw You-Know-Who and panicked and made a run for it the exact moment and Disapparated," said Moody with a grimace. "You-Know-Who sent a killing curse and it nearly hit me, but I dodged it, which I was not supposed to!"

       "I don't understand," Mrs. Weasley said in a hollow voice, looking away from George. "You — you weren't supposed to make it?"

       "No, but this thoughtless girl warned me!" Moody growled, gesturing at me.

      Fred folded his arms at him. "And you're mad that you're alive because...?"

        "Because Dumbledore said no meddling, so end of story!" Moody snarled. "He had probably looked into Lexi's head years ago and seen his death, but for some reason didn't even bother to stop Snape from murdering him! He clearly didn't think it wise to change the timelines!"

       "That was different," I tried to reason. "Dumbledore's death had an effect on many things, but your death was unnecessary. I had to warn you about Mundugus! I know Dumbledore had forbidden me, but he's not here anymore and I couldn't live, knowing that I could've saved you but didn't! Besides, I saved Sirius and nothing has changed, other that stopping unnecessary suffering from his loved ones! Because it was an unnecessary death!"

       "I'm not a fool, Hooper! I know this is about your own conscious more that it is about me," said Moody, "but didn't you think for a second how worse you would've felt if I had dodged the curse and instead it had hit Fred? How about Sirius, eh? I know you care more about them than ever about me!"