y/n is not your average girl, constantly finding herself in trouble. With the same scar as the famous Harry Potter but placed on the back of her neck, it is clear she has her own destiny she needs to fulfill.
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y/n pov:
Something about him didn't, I don't know what but all I knew what that I couldn't trust him. I tried to use my skill in legilimency to see if he was hiding anything but he blocked it right away. Once he noticed it was me he shot me a fowl glare and continued talking with the rest of the professors.
"Y/n?" Ron says lightly kicking my shin underneath the table.
I look up at him snapping out of my daze.
"Hm?" I ask.
"You alright? you zoned out there"
"Oh, yeah yeah I'm alright" I reply while getting up from the table.
"I'm gonna go up to the common room" and with that, I swiftly turn on my heel and rush up to the common room. I rush into my dorm closing the door behind me, I pull out a piece of parchment and quickly begin writing.
"Dear Padfoot, How are you? I miss you. Anyways a new professor has shown up and I don't trust him at all. His name is Mad Eye Moody otherwise known as Alastor Moody. Do you know him? With love, y/n"
I had to use his codename "Padfoot" because we didn't wanna risk him getting caught. With that, I walk into the common room and hand the letter to Hedwig who was Harry's owl. Harry allowed me to use Hedwig whenever I wanted which I was thankful for especially in times like these.
I hear people coming into the common room and quickly turn my head around making eye contact with a familiar pair of honey brown eyes.
"Y/n, are you alright? You just left" Fred askes concern lacing his voice.
"I'm perfectly fine" I say remembering how he had been basically drooling over those Beauxbatons girls.
"Now if you don't mind I'll be heading to bed now" I say turning around and walking back up the stairs to my dorm.
I lay in my four poster bed, a million thoughts rushing through my mind. Why was I so jealous that Fred was paying acting like this over another girl? It's not like we are dating. Slowly I drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep.
~nightmare sequence~
There stood Harry in what looked like to be a graveyard, someone else was laying face down on the ground next to him I couldn't tell who though. Harry fell to his knees screaming in agony. I whip my head around and there he stood. Voldemort, he looked at me with pure evil in his eyes.
"y/n Black" he says in a sinister tone.
"Crucio" he screamed pointing his wand at me.
~nightmare sequence over~
I shot up in my bed, drenched in sweat. Did that dream mean anything? Why were we in a graveyard?" a thousand questions ran through my mind. I look over at the clock on my nightstand.
