Lia Kim is in her fourth year when she finally returns to Hogwarts. She is received with open arms by everyone, expect her own house who fears her status and despises her alliances. Especially one particular Slytherin can't seem to stop bothering he...
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''You want me to what?''
I couldn't believe it. I knew Harry, Ron and Hermione sometimes had stupid, out of the blue impulse ideas but this?
''We want you to transform into Bellatrix Lestrange so we can get into Gringotts and steal something from her vault,'' Hermione explained again, calmly.
I scoffed in disbelief, settling into the sofa.
For these past months I've been staying with Sirius, the twins and a couple of other Order members in the headquarters. We tried our best to work underground, mostly helping muggleborns as the ministry was infiltrated with Death Eaters ever since the death of the prime minister. The night I had gotten back from Malfoy Manor had been the night he was killed, the night Fleur and Bill got married and the night Ron, Harry and Hermione took off. Sirius had almost gotten a heart attack but apparently Harry had left him some letter explaining everything and Sirius trusted him. I thought it was a stupid move, trusting a bunch of 17 year olds to roam the world while literally everyone in it wanted to kill especially them.
I turned out to be right of course, seeing how scrapped up and starved down they were when Bill and Fleur told the Order that they arrived at their place and I had gone to visit them.
''Lia, we know this is uncomfortable but-'' Hermione said awkwardly,
''Uncomfortable?'' I repeated, anger flaring up in me. I stood up from the sofa, arms crossed in front of my chest.
''I get captured and when I get back you guys are gone for months on some secret mission to save us all or whatever the fuck you told Sirius. You infiltrate the ministry and knock out Umbridge, without me, and then come back from his house, telling me he saved your life and now, if this isn't enough confusing emotional baggage for a day, you ask me to impose as his aunt who killed my brother?'' I shouted as I pranced around the room aimlessly, glaring at them. Ron and Hermione immediately shrank in their seats, looking down to their feet but Harry kept my eye contact.
''You know best how she acts, you've been with her at Malfoy Manor when you went rogue. Plus if something goes wrong we need you there with us. We can't fight our way out of Gringotts, it's too secure, not without you'' he spoke calmly.
Harry had always had that hint of a sad traumatic past but this was new. He seemed so exhausted, so worn out. Yet he was still Harry, determined to save us all. It was a very irritating mixture in a person. A tired hero.
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