OUR CONNECTION - hp

𝐢𝐢𝐢. chocolate-obsessed professor

[ jeux de vagues - claud debussy ]

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The harsh clattering rain has resorted into soft and slow thuds. Lupin and Y/N went back to the trio's compartment after Hillary had assured them she'd look out for Daphne and Will herself.

When Harry had found out he was not the only one who passed out, he gave a huge breath of relief which earned him a hard smack on the back of his head.

By the time they arrived in Hogsmeade Station, the rain was driving down in icy sheets, and it was freezing cold.

"First years, this way!" Hagrid's gruff voice boomed. The four turned around to see him beckoning the frightened first years into boats for the traditional journey across the lake. He spot them and a smile seemed to be hidden by his beard. "Alright you four?"

They nodded and waved at him but did not have the chance to talk because the mass of people around them were shunting them away along the platform. They walked into a rough, mud track where at least a hundred stagecoaches were lined up awaiting the remaining students.

Once the four climbed in one and shut the door, the coach set off all by itself and Y/N came to the conclusion that an invisible horse was pulling it. Ron and Hermione kept throwing the two very obvious, indiscreet looks, and it did not make them feel any better.

As the carriage trundled towards a pair of magnificent wrought-iron gates, flanked with stone columns topped with winged boars. They saw two more towering, hooded dementors, standing guard on either side.

A wave of uncomfortable coldness threatened to engulf them again. So, Y/N just shut her eyes tight and hummed quiet tunes until they pass through the gates. The carriage picked up speed and a few moments later it swayed to a halt.

As the four got out, the drawling voice of Draco Malfoy was heard.

"You fainted Potter, Carter? Is Longbottom telling the truth? You both actually fainted?"

He elbowed past Hermione and blocked their way up the stone steps to the castle.

"Oh will you ever shut up?"

Malfoy ignored her.

"Were you scared of the Dementors, Potter?" Malfoy sneered, and continued laughing with his goons.

"Bet you weren't this confident in the train, Malfoy"

"I'm not scared of Dementors, they fear me"