𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 a draco malfoy fanfiction [𝟑]

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R E P A R O

( reh - PAH - roh )

" to fix "

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LYRA SLEPT IN the twins old room, creeping towards the one empty bed and careful not to wake Harry who slept serenely in the other small bed.

Lyra didn't speak to anybody when she arrived with a tear stained face and soot specked cheeks. She couldn't bring herself to push out any words. Mrs. Weasley pushed away the four Order Members and lead Lyra straight upstairs.

When she finally roused, bleary eyed and groggy, Lyra found a small platter of breakfast on the bedside table. It was paired with a scribbled note from Molly.

Lyra hid in the room for over an hour, she wolfed her breakfast whilst dressing in her appropriate work attire. Black and elegant. Lyra was already sick of her tights sliding down slowly.

Lyra saw her Godfather peer into the room with a solemn smile. "Can you tie this please?" She asked, waving a piece of ribbon towards him.

"What happened, sweetheart?" Sirius questioned as he looped the fabric into her hair.

"She was in the house," Lyra whispered, "she told me Draco is shagging Pansy Parkinson, and he hasn't spoken to me since we left. I still have cramps even through I finished my period three days ago!"

Lyra voice got progressively louder until she was shouting herself hoarse. Sirius watched with an awe filled smirk when Lyra conjured a crackling ball of fire through her anger. Remus had taught her how the summer before.

Sirius held her close, shushing her softly and swaying her in their embrace. Sirius had been bombarded with questions that surrounded his thoughts; each concerned Lyra.

"They're leaving soo, dear." Sirius gave her a watery smile, "It gets better, I promise."

Lyra brushed down her dress and smiled at her uncle in the mirror, "It gets better does it, hmm? You try having someone crucio your uterus."

"Can't say I've experienced that, sweetheart." He grinned, pulling her towards the winding staircase of the Burrow.

Lyra took her seat beside Harry and Fleur, the latter cooed over Lyra's style. Like everyone else who got close enough, Fleur gasped quietly when the crescent moon scars appeared from the freshly bloomed pink of Lyra's cheeks.

"Excited?" Harry mumbled.

"To go to work?" Lyra sighed, "Some what."

"Where do you work?" Harry tried to coax.

Lyra had told no one, not a soul where she had found work. Only for the summer. It was her secret. "Just a place in the muggle world."

Fleur smiled blindingly, "Lyra, tu es devenue femme!" Fleur clapped her hands, "You have z' chiffre de sablier!"

Lyra smiled timidly before being ushered towards the door by Molly Weasley. Just before everyone piled into the Ministry car, Remus handed Lyra three vials of pain numbing potions.