The Prewett Girl

11) Defense Against The Dark Arts

DISCLAIMER: maybe I'll get it for a Christmas present but I still don't own Harry Potter or the wizarding world! :(((((

"Tell me this isn't true!" Harry shouts, "tell me you're not dating Malfoy!"

"Bloody hell Harry! Why do you care so much!" I yell back. We are in the Room of Requirement before another DA meeting when Hermione accidentally let it slip that I was dating Draco.

"His fathers a damn death eater! He was there the night Cedric died!" Harry exclaims, "he works for Voldemort, Nila, Voldemort!" Ron and Hermione awkwardly stand by as Harry and I argue.

"I can't believe you Harry, just because his father's a bad person doesn't mean he is!"

"But he is! He was calling you and Hermione that word for years! Who's to say he's changed, now?"

"He has changed, Harry, he's a good person with a bad past!"

"Oh, and let's just not mention his father who probably wants to kill you!"

"You're being completely ridiculous!" I groan, "it's none of your business who I date!"

Ron walks forwards and puts a hand on Harry's shoulder just as he opens his mouth, "ay, mate, just leave it," he murmurs.

"Ron's right Harry, I think Draco seems perfectly nice." Hermione adds and she shoots me a sympathetic sorry and mouths 'sorry'. A few people begin to trickle into the room and Harry goes to greet them with a glare at me. Ron follows him and Hermione soon does too. I walk over to where Neville is standing awkwardly and I talk with him about the spells we are learning. Soon Harry begins to talk.

"Today we are going to put together all the spells we have been learning and duel with a partner," he says, he then shifts his gaze to glare at me, "will somebody do an example duel with me?"

I step forward not breaking eye contact with him, "I will."

"Nila..." Hermione begins but I cut her off.

"Ready?" I ask Harry, he nods and we begin.

"STUPEFY!" he yells in a burst of red light and I easily block the spell with a shield charm. I cast a disarming spell his way but he also blocks it. After a few minutes of back-and-forth banter Harry hits Neville with a binding spell and people scream and back out of the way.

"CONFRINGO!" I shout and Harry dodges the spell but it bounces into the wall and a mirror shatters with a large bang. Harry fires back and we continue to duel circling one another, It's only when Harry shoots a cutting spell at me and I just barely manage to block it that Hermione cuts in.

"Stop! Stop it, both of you, you're going to get someone killed!" She shouts angrily casting a shield charm between us causing us to fall backwards. Harry gets up angrily, his wand still pointed at me.

"Break up with him!" He shouts from across the room.

"You don't control my life, Harry!" I yell back feeling tears prick at my eyes, I storm out of the room not bothering to check if anybody is outside the room. Hermione walks forward but I close the door again before she can follow. I hurry down the corridor, tears overflowing and trickling down my face, I turn a corner and almost run into Snape.

"Miss Prewett! What are you doing in the corridor after curfew!" He snarls, I wipe my face and hesitantly look up at him to see him scowling back.

"I-I don't know..." I trail off and I see his face soften into a frown.

"Go back to your common room, and don't let me catch you out of bed again." He says and to my surprise doesn't give me the detention or loss of house points as I expected. I hurry back to the common room and bury myself in my bed preparing for another night of restless sleep.

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I peek out from what seems to be a closet, in a bedroom the same women I have been dreaming about duels two men in cloaks and masks, I recognize them as death eaters from the quidditch world cup.

"You're going to have to be quicker than that, Marlene," one of the men snarl.

"Don't worry, Dolohov, I'm not done fighting yet." The women, Marlene, snarls back in an equally, if not more, frightening tone. The two death eaters are an equal match for the powerful witch but it seems as if Marlene will win. That is until one of the death eaters, Dolohov, casts a blasting curse at Marlene. I could tell it would miss her and hit the closest I was hiding in so I braced myself but the explosion never came.

"NO!" Marlene shouts and she puts herself in the line of the spell. She flies backwards and hits the wall with a sickening thud.

I wake up feeling dizzy, why had that woman sacrificed herself for me, or for whatever was in that closet? Was she dead? I stumble out of my dorm and collapse onto one of the couches in the common room feeling as if I am going to be sick. I grab a blanket and wrap it tightly around my shoulders feeling tears stream down my face. I sit like that for a few moments trying to suppress the sobs building up in my chest.

"Nila," a familiar voice rasps behind me, I turn to see Draco standing a few feet away looking worried, "are you alright?"

"I- I'm," my voice quivers and Draco comes to sit by me. He puts his arm around me and gently strokes my hair.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I had a bad night," I whisper into his chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, still gently playing with my hair.

"Harry and I got into a fight," I admit.

"About me." He states, it hadn't been a question.

"He wants me to break up with you," I mumble.

Draco pulls back slightly, "are-are you?" I can see his hands stiffen and eyes widen so I quickly pull him closer.

"Of course not, silly, I don't care what Harry thinks." I whisper to him comfortingly, I feel his tense shoulder loosen up and he goes back to playing with my hair.

"Good," he murmurs. I can't help but chuckle as he attempts to braid my hair.

"Draco," I ask and he grunts in reply, "do you know of someone named Dolohov?"

Draco quickly pulls back and stares at me wide-eyed, "he's a death eater, Nila, how on earth do you know him?"

"I had a dream about him," I whisper, slightly embarrassed.

"What?"

"Not about him specifically," I clarify, "about a woman who was dueled by him, I think he may have killed her," I shudder, "or at least seriously hurt her."

"You dreamed about this?" he asks and I nod.

"I've been dreaming about the women for a while but tonight was the first night any names have been mentioned."

"What were the other dreams about?" Draco asks, still looking terrified.

"It was Marlene, the woman, running away from something or just standing there, in a dungeon." I tell him and gently push his mouth closed, "Draco?"

Draco shakes his head and stands up, "right, we should get to bed, don't you think? We have classes tomorrow." He stands un carefully pushing me off of him, I get up as well.

"Draco-" he leans in and gently pecks my lips.

"Goodnight, love," he whispers before walking into his dorm.

"Goodnight..." 

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Hope you liked it and thanks for reading! In the next couple chapters the fifth year ends and then there's a maaajor plot twist! We'll finally find out some of our questions like why Mrs Weasley and Oliver know each other, and if Sirius dies :(