𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐒.
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One of them, an amateur artist, is at her wit's end and often wonders what new thing shall take place each year.
It star...
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" Egypt. What's it like? " Asked Harry.
The group made up of four friends sat at the long wooden table in the Leaky Cauldron surrounded by other witches and wizards going on about their business.
"Brilliant! Loads of old stuff... Like mummies, tombs, and even Scabbers enjoyed himself." Ron said gesturing to the squirming rat in his hands. The big rat came across as awfully jittery unlike his usual nonchalant demeanor.
"You know the Egyptians used to worship cats." Said Hermione.
"Yeah, along with the dung beetle." Ron snarked back.
Carina and Harry both shared a cheeky grin with each other, highly amused.
"Harry, Carina, may I have a word with you two?" Arthur Weasley suddenly came towards them, interrupting the four kids.
Carina tensed as Harry looked at her. She gave him a solid nod.
"Yeah, sure" He answered for the both of them.
They both got up and followed after Arthur around the diner to the far off corner of the pub.
"Looking forward to a new term, you two?" He asked them. Carina noticed that there was something off about his tone, the way he carried himself, and she only hoped he wouldn't tread where she believes he will.
"Yeah. It should be great." Harry replied his tone hopeful. Crossing my fingers for a better year than the last two, Mused her in thought.
"Hopefully." Carina said sarcastically whilst faking a shudder remembering the events of the last two years.
Harry gave her a glare as she feigned innocence by only fluttering her eyelashes, and grinning charmingly at him. The girl often times took pleasure in playing it off as being sick of the sheer fact that she was friends with the chosen one and always being there, along with Ronald and Hermione, aiding him in quests all the time. But knowing the girl, we're painfully aware that she wouldn't change it for anything else in the world.
Or maybe she might risk it so she can finally experience an undisturbed year at the magical school.
Merlin, just one year.
"Harry, Carina, some within the Ministry would strongly discourage me. Even Molly wouldn't like me telling you this, but I think that you two need to know the facts."
Shit. And here's her hoping that this wouldn't go in the direction where she presumed it going.
Carina's mind was running array with plenty of curse words that Molly — along with dear aunt Andromeda — would surely both have a heart attack if she were to utter them aloud.
"You both are in danger. Grave danger." The three stopped beside a poster of Sirius Black.
As if we haven't had enough of the dramatics, she bitterly thought.
