y/n is not your average girl, constantly finding herself in trouble. With the same scar as the famous Harry Potter but placed on the back of her neck, it is clear she has her own destiny she needs to fulfill.
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y/n pov:
Just as I was about to open the letter and read it Hermione came bursting through the door of our shared dorm.
"Y/N, Y/N DID YOU HEAR THERE IS GOING TO BE A BALL" she shouts practically shaking from excitement.
"Oh really" I say not overly caring.
Hermione looks at me with concern but it quickly fades away when Ron and Harry called us down into the common room.
"It's nearly lunchtime come on" Ron says almost begging for us to join him.
I let out a small laugh and trail behind him along with Harry and Hermione.
I join the three of them at one of the four long tables that stretched along the great hall. Everyone was talking about the yule ball but I hadn't even given it a single thought. The only person I wanted to go with was Fred but he was angry at me and I was irritated with him so I could kiss any chance of that goodbye.
I begin scanning the room looking for the familiar red-headed boy and there I saw him sitting right next to her.
Angelina.
They were laughing and she would occasionally playfully hit his chest every once in a while. Fred looks at me making direct eye contact with me, for a moment guilt flashes throughout his face but that was quickly replaced with a mischievous smirk.
Fred turned his head around so he was now facing Angelina once again, he clears his throat loud enough so that everyone could hear.
"Angelina, would you wanna go to the Yule ball with me?"
It was in that very moment I felt my heart shatter, I didn't bother listening to her answer, I didn't need to. Fred asked her. Fred asked her after everything, after all those times I've told him how I hate the bloody girl he still did all because he was mad over something I didn't even do.
Without saying a word to anybody I stand up from my seat and rush out of the great hall, I couldn't believe him. I know he was mad at me but her? Out of all people her?!
I run out of the room making sure to keep my eyes on the ground, I didn't want anyone to see the tears that threatened to escape my eyes.
Suddenly I run into something, no someone. Just as I was about to hit the ground I feel them grab my wrist and pull me up.
Cedric.
I quickly wipe away any evidence that I was crying and give him a smile.
"Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going" I say.
"No, no, it's alright... Are you alright y/n" Cedric asked me lifting my face up slightly with his thumb.
Maybe Cedric wasn't all that bad. He seemed to care for me, he seemed to actually want me around.
At that moment I was more vulnerable than ever, I broke down crying in the middle of the hallway.
Cedric grabbed my hand pulling me into an empty classroom and without saying another word pulls me into a tight embrace.
I just continue sobbing into his chest until I no longer can.
I pull away from the brunette boy and look at him.
"Thank you" I quietly speak before slowly walking out of the class and into the Gryffindor common room.
I walk into the common room and it seemed as if the universe was against me because the only two people in there were Fred and Angelina.
"Oh, is someone upset because they lost" Angelina spat looking right at me.
I give her a blank stare and without thinking for a moment I point my wand right at her.
"Oscausi" I speak causing her mouth to be sealed shut.
Fred opened his mouth to say something to me but I point my wand at him in a threatening way.
"Don't you dare, you bloody git" I spit at him.
Without giving them a second glance I leave behind an angry Fred and a frantic Angelina behind me.
Walking into my dorm I pick up the letter I tried to read not even an hour again.
Plopping down onto my bed I slowly open the envelope and examine the letter.
"Mydear daughter
This is in fact not a normal occurrence for any teacher however, he is nick-named mad eye moody so I would not think too deeply into it. But, I need you to be extra safe now people know who you are. Harry has told me about how close you and that Fred Weasley boy are, keep him close he can protect you.
I love you always,
Padfoot"
A single tear escapes from my eye as I read the bit about Fred. How did everything go from perfect to horrible in a matter of minutes? I thought I was finally getting a break from everything. I knew that if something was wrong or something was bothering me I could always go to Fred and he automatically made me smile. Fred was the one constant I had in my life or so I thought.
With a sigh, I put the letter on my bedside table and collapse into my bed. All I could think about was Fred. None of this made sense to me one minute it seemed like I was his whole world now he didn't care for me at all. I was trying to put the pieces together in order for it to make sense but nothing added up.
Fred never got angry with me, he never acted like that he was always the happy go lucky person.
