FOLKLORE | 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a young hufflepuff is instructed to look after harlow potter.
❨ cedric diggory x harlow potter ❩
❨ harry potter and the philosopher's stone ❩
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HARLOW OPENED HER EYES, her version blurry. rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked down in the bed she was laying in. she wasn't in her dorm, she was laying in a bed in the hospital wing. harlow looked around the room and noticed her brother, already awake, in the bed opposite to her. standing in front of her brother, was dumbledore.
harlow eyes focused on the dozens of gifts and cards on harry's bedside table and the table at the foot of his bed. she smiled then looked at her own bedside table, nothing. her smile faltered. she then looked at the foot of her bed, there was nothing but a bouquet of flowers, lilies to be exact.
"oh good your up," dumbledore smiled. "good afternoon miss potter."
"good afternoon professor," she greeted.
"i was just beginning to speak to harry about the events of last night. what happened down in the dungeons between you two and professor quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows."
harlow smiled softly, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. if the whole school knew, how come harry was the only one getting gifts and get well soon cards, while all she got was one bouquet of flowers? yet, harlow was still thankful for the one person who had thought to get her something.
"is ron okay?" harlow asked, "and hermione?"
"fine. they're both just fine."
"but, what happened to the stone?" harry inquired.
"relax, dear boy. the stone has been destroyed. my friend nicholas and i had a little chat and agreed it was best all around." dumbledore told.
"what about him though?" harlow asked.
"yeah, what about flamel? he'll die won't he?" harlow's brother queried.
dumbledore sat at the foot of harry's bed "he has enough elixir to set his affairs in order. but yes, he will die."
"how is it I got the stone, sir? one minute I was staring in the mirror, and the next-"
"ah. you see, only a person who wanted to find the stone, find it, but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. and between the three of us that's saying something."
"so it's done then? voldemort is dead?" harlow smiled.
"ah, I'm afraid there are ways in which he can return." informed dumbledore. harlow's smile fell as dumbledore contributed to speak. "harry, do you know why professor quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him?" harry shook his head. "it was because of your mother. she sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark."
harry touched he head, "you mean our scars?" harlow asked.
"no, no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. it lives in your very skin." said dumbledore turning to harlow.
"what is it?" inquired harry.
"love, Harry, love." dumbledore said, turning back to him, patting harry's head. he stood up and picked up one of the boxes on the food of harry's bed. "ah. bertie bott's every flavor beans. i was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit flavored one, and since then I have lost my liking for them. but I think I could be safe with a nice toffee" he said, taking out a brown bean and eating it. "mm. alas. earwax."
harlow let out a small laugh, as dumbledore walked to her bed.
"you should really thank mr. diggory."
"why's that?" harlow asked.
"who do you think led me to the two of you?" remarked dumbledore.
"i thought hermione-" she began.
"yes hermione did tell me, but mr. diggory was quite insistent on you and your friends being up to something. he wouldn't leave mcgonagall's office until she contacted me." dumbledore began walking away, he turned around and looked at both of the twins "have a good day, the both of you."
as dumbledore left the hospital wing, someone else was walking in.
"ced," harlow smiled. cedric however did not look so happy, he walked over to her bedside and sat at the edge of it.
"why would you do that? you could've died?"
"but i didn't," harlow smirked.
cedric gave her a look and sighed, "you are so annoying you know that?"
harlow smiled and nodded, "thank you by the way,"
"for what?" he asked.
"dumbledore told me what you did,"
"oh that? it was nothing really, you just suck at lying." he teased, letting out a small grin.
"oh shut it, i don't suck at lying."
"yes, yes you do." he laughed, the amused look on his face disappeared, "look i was just really worried about you, just- please don't ever do that again."
"i won't,"
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harlow and harry changed into their robes and left the hospital wing. they were walking through a corridor and came across ron and hermione talking on a stairwell balcony. ron and hermione heard the twins' footsteps and turned their attention to them.
