3RD POV
Harry Potter thought Lyra Lovegood was one of the best things that had ever happened to him, along with Ron and Hermione, but Lyra was different for him. Lyra was his first friend ever, who took the time to get to know him for who he was. They were as thick as thieves together, and seemed even closer when they were apart. He loved how accepting Lyra was in any situation, though she is friends with Malfoy, that Harry can't understand. The white haired girl always seems to find the light of a situation in the darkest of times. Lyra thought the same thing, she agreed, Harry was one of the lights during her troubled times as well. Now here they were talking about Voldemort as if it was nothing, in the common room. Harry still clutching on to Lyra's hand for dear life.
"You mean You-Know-Who's out there, right now, in the forest?" Hermione says looking scared.
"But he's weak. He's living off the unicorns. Don't you see? We had it wrong! Snape doesn't want the Stone for himself; he wants the Stone for Voldemort. With the Elixir of Life, Voldemort will be strong again. He'll... he'll come back." Harry says.
"But, if he comes back, you don't think he'll try to... kill you, do you?" Ron says.
"That won't happen. I won't let him." Lyra said threateningly.
"I think if he'd had the chance, he might've tried to kill me tonight. If it hadn't been for Lyra, you should have seen her!"
"And to think I've been worrying about my Potions final."
"Hang on a minute." Hermione says.
Harry and Ron both glance at her.
"We're forgetting one thing. Who's the one wizard Voldemort always feared?" Hermione continues.
"Dumbledore. As long as Dumbledore's around, Harry, you're safe. As long as Dumbledore's around, you can't be touched." Lyra answers with a smile. As she gives him a reassuring smile; he nods, actually feeling better for once.
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Some time later. In the outdoor courtyard. The four are walking along. Lyra only moments before being with her other friends, and like she predicted Fred and George made a name for them too. They were now called the Platinum 4 by all at hogwarts.
"I've always heard Hogwarts' end of the year exams were frightful, but I found that rather enjoyable." Hermione said.
"Speak for yourself. All right there, Harry?" Ron said.
"My scar. It keeps burning."
"Come on, let me see." Lyra said. She looked up and started to put her hand on the scar, rubbing around which actually made it feel better, and made Harry blush.
"It's happened before." Hermione says
"Not like this." Harry continues as Lyra rubs his scar more.
"Perhaps you should see the nurse."
"I think it's a warning. It means dangers coming. Uhh!" Harry said as a stinging sensation went through him. Lyra rubbing it keeping down a little, as they then see Hagrid across the field, at his hut.
"Oh. Of course!" Lyra says as she runs for the hut. She had realized something Harry knew that and quickly caught on.
"What is it?"
"Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger shows up and just happens to have one?" Harry says as they approach Hagrid.
"I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pockets? Why didn't I see it before? Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg?" Lyra said turning to Hagrid and asking "What did he look like?"
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Different | h.p
Fanfiction"I'm different some how, or at least that's what everybody tells me." She says blandly. "Now remind me, when did I ask?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lyra Lovegood doesn't know who she wants to be. Lyra Black fell in love with the boy who lived...
