𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓤𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱 - 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 1

Chapter 9 - Hogsmeade

    "Good luck Harry, Remember I'll be on the field with Madam Pumphrey. And George, please be careful." I yelled over the rain. " OK!! WE WILL!!" Harry and George bellowed. "Mrs. Potter come with me to the field, please." Spoke the stern voice of Madam Pumphrey. "Ok!" I said running towards the field. "He's gonna die!!" Melanie wailed To the air over a thunderclap. "No! He's! Not!" Hermione said frustratingly prying Melanie off of her. "Calm down Mel! IT'S Just A Quidditch match! NoW Get Off me you Big Prat!" I Yelled. There were screams from the crowd. There was a limp figure falling to the ground. "HARRY!!" I Screamed ripping away from Melanie's grip. A voice boomed out across the field "Arresto Momentum!!" Harry's body slowed before finally hitting the ground. Melanie s had appeared over my shoulder. "I told you." black figures started floating onto the field, Dementors. Dumbledore Had walked onto the field in a whirling rage, his bread was flying, and his eyes filled with deadly fury. "Expecto Patronum!" He Bellowed. The cloaked Dementors fled in fear. 

      Melanie and I had been sitting in the hospital wing talking about the events that had just taken place on the field. " Oh look who's awake," Melanie grumbled, shoving a gram cracker in her mouth as she said so. "Ronald give him some space!" Hermione scolded. "You Too Fred! And George!" "How do you feel?" Ron asked. "Like someone chucked me off the astronomy tower," Harry snorted sitting up. "Did we win the match? Where's Wood?" Harry asked. " We lost, Cedric got the snitch then realized you fell off your broom and tried to call it off. But they won it fair and square." replayed George. "And we think Wood is trying to drown himself in the showers." Finished Fred. " Where's my broom?" Harry questioned Ron looking around. "Well Harry when you fell off your broom the wind current blew it off course and it went straight into the Whomping Willow," Ron said unraveling a tightly bound Blanket that was holding the remains of Harry's Nimbus Two-Thousand. His face fell as he saw what was left of his broom. "Hey, we'll get a better one later, ok?" I soothed reassuringly. " Ok then..." He said disappointingly. " Dumbledore was furious that the Dementors came onto the grounds. He was terrifying," Ron said Shivering as if he was reliving it. "No kidding," said Mel sarcastically. "We have to get to dinner Harry but we'll come back after ok?" I reassured Him. "ok, see you then." his voice had trailed off. After dinner, Melanie and I had visited Harry until he drifted off to sleep at around 1 a.m. " Mel? Why did you make us stay that long?" I asked, yawning. " Because I wanted to and I knew you wouldn't have left without me." she snickered. "You're an asshole you know that right?" "Yep.," she said skipping to the Gryffindor Common room.

The next morning I walked into the Great Hall to the sound Of Melanie's howler screeching at the top of its lungs. Melanie was looking Terrified. " MELANIE ELLIS SPARKS!!!! IF I GOT ONE MORE LETTER FROM THE SCHOOL TELLING ME YOU DROPPED ANOTHER DUNGBOMB, I WILL TAKE ALL OF YOUR GALLEONS OUT OF YOUR BANK ACCOUNT AND THEN GIVE IT ALL TO YOUR BROTHER!!!!" It screeched before blowing up in her face. "Goodmorning!" I chimed. Melanie's face held a look of dismay. I sat down by her and started to sip my coffee when finally she spoke. "Really? Good Morning? HOW IS THAT A GOODMORNING?!!" She thundered. I nearly choked on my coffee as I snorted into my cup. " Hey Nina?" a hushed voice. It scared the shit out of me. I had jumped so badly that I fell off of the bench and on the floor. As I looked up from my place and the floor, my eyes had laid on one George Weasley. "For the love of God George! You scared the shit out of me!" I said through my stiffened chuckles. "Language!" Hermione hissed. " Do you need help?" George asked nervously. " Oh no, I'm fine," I said getting to my feet. "So what did you want to ask me?" "Ohio Want To Hogmeeadwithmetoday?" He blurted. "Wait wha?" "Oh Do. You. Want to go to Hogsmead with me today?" he asked standing up a little straighter grinning. "Oh Of course I will. Let's say meet me at the Entrance hall at 2:00." I beamed. Oh my god! Oh-My-Goahh!! "Sounds Wonderful." He said turning on his heel and walking out of the hall. "Girl We need to get you ready," Mel said looking me up and down.

I walked down the stone steps that led to the Entrance hall. He was wearing a dark red flannel with black jeans. Damn... "Hey, you ready?" I chuckled looking at my feet. " Indeed I am," he replayed in a teasing voice. The Dementors were guarding the gates. I shuddered as the cold and worst memories replayed in my head. But I quickly pushed them away into the back of my head. " You ok? Is something wrong? Are you cold?" His voice cracked. "No. No, I'm fine. It's Just The dementors." I reassured him. "Where do you want to go love?" He asked as we walked down the path to Hogsmeade. "How about the Three Broomsticks? I'm Craving a Butterbeer." I decided. "Whatever you want love," He simpered. It was warm in the Three Broomsticks. After we got settled in a booth, George went up to the bar and asked for two Butterbeer. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw two very suspicious-looking Men. No...It..it can't be....Oh my god, it is! It was Melanie and Mikayla sitting in fake mustaches and top hats. They saw me spot them because they had pulled their hats over their eyes. Here you go, darling." George passed a butterbeer to me. "Thank you I-" My voice had suddenly trailed off because Draco Malfoy had walked into the Three Broomsticks With his Bodyguards Crabbe and Goyle. I looked to George, He had a look of loathing all over his face. " I despise him," George gestured towards Malfoy. " His family is terrible to him, I think he just doesn't know what it's like to have a friend or socialize with people. I don't blame him. But I do hate Lucius Malfoy. He's the exact definition of a Privileged Scumbag." I stated. George had grinned into his cup after taking a long draft of Butterbeer. Professors, McGonagall, Flitwick, and Hagrid entered the pub. A few moments later A tall round man in a bowler hat entered. " It's Cornelius Fudge. The Minister of Magic. Wonder what he's doing here." George observed. Oh lord. Two tables down Hermione and Ron were sitting with Harry? Harry with his Butterbeer had been pushed under the table and Ron tossed his invisibility cloak under with him. He is not supposed to be out of the castle. The Group of adults had seated themselves at a table 12 feet away from our booth. " I'll be right back. I need to go talk to Fred at Zonkos'." George grumbled annoyed. "It's Ok...I'll meet you at the castle, it's getting dark anyway." I pointed out. "Do you want me to walk you back?" He asked, looking worried. "No, I'll be fine, I'll see you at dinner." I insisted. 

"Well Rosmerta, Black was the Potter's secret keeper. Before the Potter's first Child was born, Athena, James made Black, and Remus the child's godfather but then....A year later little Harry was born and everything went downhill from there. Black went to you know who and told him where the Potters were hiding...After that on October 31, 1981. In Godric's, Hollow Snape had found Lily and James dead. While young Athena and little Harry were left untouched expected for scars." came a shaking voice from the table of adults. I could not take it anymore. I slowly walked towards the door of The Three Broomsticks and out Towards the woods to be quiet where I could think and process this news. Finally, after I got far enough into the woods I transferred into my animagus form at ease so I could escape the memories and horrors that were behind me even if it meant it was only for an hour or two. All I knew as I ran through the snow-covered ground and lower vegetation was that I wasn't going to make it to dinner.