Lucille Rose Potter

Chapter 38

*If you missed any chapters, they're before the A/N*

"I want to kill him!" Ginny seethed, "the nerve!"

"Forget about him," Lucy soothed, "he's a prat."

"He's a sexist, big headed, sore-loser!" Ginny screeched, "a year, Luce! I've been dating him for a year! How was I so blind!"

"At least you know now," Lucy said, "come on, there's a party in the common room, let's go have fun and forget about it."

"You're right," Ginny took a recomposing breath, "hopefully there's firewhiskey."

"Ginny!" Lucy's eyes widened, "you're fourteen!"

"So?"

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"Harry," Lucy whispered as she saw him walk down the staircase.

She stepped over abandoned cups and plates people neglected to pick up when McGonagall shut down the party.

"Who's that?" Harry gestured to a boy hanging off the couch, fast asleep with a licorice wand hanging out of his mouth.

"Dunno," Lucy shrugged, "you got the cloak?"

"Yeah," Harry held up the silvery material, "can you tell me what we're doing now?"

"Yeah," Lucy said, "we're going to Hogshead to talk to Abe, we have to get Sawyer first."

"We're asking him about Dumbledore?" Harry asked, throwing the cloak over Lucy and himself as they climbed out of the Portrait Hole.

"Yeah," Lucy confirmed, "I figure he has to know something."

"I still can't believe—"

"Shh," Lucy cut Harry off, "I heard someone," the two of them flattened themselves against the wall and waited.

Two seconds later Umbridge rounded the corner, a smirk on her face.

They held their breath as she passed, waiting a couple minutes even after she was gone to continue.

"I wish I had my map," Harry whispered miserably.

"Map?" Lucy's eyebrows furrowed, "what map?"

"I used to have a map that showed me where everyone was in the castle," Harry explained, "I lost it at some point last year because I can't find it anywhere."

"I could've used that the first couple weeks of school," Lucy laughed, "I was late to nearly every class I tried to find on my own."

"That's not as bad as my first few weeks here," Harry laughed, "once, I got my leg stuck in one of the trick stairs and I was stuck there for hours because the staircase just kept moving."

Lucy broke out into a fit of suppressed laughter, "no you didn't."

"I did," Harry's face broke out into a big grin, "it was horrible."

They came to a stop infront of the entrance to the Hufflepuff dormitory.

Lucy knocked twice and stepped back, waiting for Sawyer.

"Is he even going to fit under the cloak?" Lucy asked, "he's so tall."

Harry shrugged, "Ron fits, I think he's a couple inches taller than Sawyer."

Lucy hummed in acknowledgment.

Sawyer stepped out of the circular door, looking around in confusion.

Lucy reached an arm out from under the cloak, grabbed Sawyer, and dragged him under.

"Hey guys," he breathed, recovering from the shock, "cool cloak, Harry."