the wrong choice // d.l.m.

fifty two

y/n sat up in the small bed that rested across the room from hermione's. she couldn't sleep, not after the day she had. thoughts roamed around in her head; she couldn't stop thinking about all of her experiences that have led up to this point.

"y/n? why are you still awake?" hermione asked through a yawn as she opened her eyes and sat up as well.

"can't sleep." y/n mumbled as she gave a small smile to the girl.

"you're thinking about him again, aren't you?"

y/n sighed, "i can't help it. he's the only thing i can think about anymore."

"you know, i can only hope to find the love that you and draco share. you're lucky you found it at such a young age."

y/n chuckled lightly, looking at her friend, "hermione, i see the way ron looks at you. he's over the moon about you."

hermione made a disgusted face before shaking her head. "oh please, ron wouldn't know what love was if it hit him in the face."

y/n laughed, "i suppose you're right. he is completely dimwitted. quite sad if you ask me."

hermione laughed as well, "i'm so happy we have you around, y/n. i don't know what i'd do if you weren't here."

"you'd go mad. imagine being around two boys all day with no other girls. i don't know how you ever did it without me."

the two girls laughed and continued to speak until finally turning off the lights for bed.

~

"here, put this on as well."

"it's a little much, don't you think? it's not even my wedding."

hermione giggled as she handed y/n a diamond necklace, "it matches your dress."

y/n looked down at her simple black dress, "to be honest i think anything would match my dress."

"just put it on." hermione laughed, "i'm wearing one too."

y/n grabbed the necklace and placed it around her neck. she stared at herself in the mirror and smiled softly, "it's beautiful. where did you get it?"

"i can't remember. come on, the weddings about to start."

hermione took y/n's hand and led her out into the night sky. purple carpet laid on the ground while a large white tarp gave shelter to all of the weddings guests.

"there you are, my girl!" y/m/n said as she took her daughter in for a hug, "you look beautiful, darling."

"thank you, mum. where's dad?" y/n asked as she and her mother walked through the crowd of people.

"i'm not sure. talking to arthur, i think."

y/n nodded and parted ways with her mum to find her father. she greeted him before excusing herself to go back and find hermione.

they stood together before a bright ball of light came crashing down into the middle of everyone, making the two jump back slightly.

"the ministry has fallen." it spoke, "the minister of magic is dead. they are coming. they are coming."

everyone grew frantic and y/n looked at hermione nervously, she shared the same look. black trails of smoke flew in overhead, smashing glasses and knocking over tables.

"come on." hermione said as the two ran quickly to find harry and ron. the four teleported quickly into the busy streets of london and y/n was quick to pull the other three out of the way of an oncoming bus.

they stood against a railing as they all tried to catch their breaths. after calming down they walked swiftly down a sidewalk, trying not to bump into the many pedestrians.

"where are we?" ron exclaimed.

"shaftesbury avenue." hermione said as she walked in the front, "i used to come to the theatre here with mum and dad. i don't know why i thought of it. it just popped into my head. this way."

hermione led them all down a small alley before stopping and reaching into her bag, "we need to change."

she pulled out several items of clothing, handing y/n a simple pair of jeans and a jumper. after they had all changed, they ended up in a small diner and sat closely together in a small booth.

"what about all the people at the wedding? do you think we should go back?" harry asked as he played with his hands.

y/n shook her head, "we would put everyone in danger. they were after you."

a waitress approached the group and they all ordered cappuccinos. it was silent for a moment before ron spoke up, "so where do we go from here? leaky cauldron?"

"it's too dangerous. if voldemort really had taken over the ministry, none of the old places are safe. everyone from the wedding will have gone underground, into hiding." hermione explained.

"my rucksack with all my things, i've left it at the burrow." harry said.

y/n and hermione shook their heads. the night before they had packed everything they would need into hermiones bag, preparing for the worst.

not long after, two large men walked in. they stood at the counter and y/n gave them weary looks as she kept her eyes on them. she watched as one pulled a wand from his pocket, screaming "down!"

she reached for her own wand, standing up and yelling "stupefy!" spells were thrown left and right, essentially everything in the small diner was blown to pieces.

the men were outnumbered so it wasn't hard for y/n and the others to leave them stunned. y/n stood as her breathing grew faster. she stared at the men with anger burning in her eyes.

"lock the door, get the lights." harry said.

they approached the men that laid on the floor and she recognized one quickly. it was the same man that held her the night in the astronomy tower when dumbledore had been killed. she knelt down, and concentrated on her hand.

her fingers erupted into flames and she was quick to wrap her hands around the mans neck, watching as his flesh began to burn.

"y/n!" ron called out as he could smell the scent that was beginning to grow. he pulled her away from the man as her fingers returned back to their original state.

"get off of me! he deserves it!" she growled.

ron stared at her shaking hands and she noticed the others were staring as well. "how did you do that?" he asked as he continued to hold her.

"it's nothing." she said as she finally broke free from this grasp.

"it's not nothing! your fingers! they just ignited into flames!"

"we'll talk about it later." y/n said as she wiped her hands against her pants.

"come on, we need to leave."