All of me( A Harry Potter fan fiction💗)

Temper

Harry's POV:
I walked into common room, clutching my hand. Everyone was probably asleep. I stopped seeing Esther sitting in front of the fireplace."Harry!" She hopped up wiping under he eyes. "Were you...crying?" I looked at her tear stained cheeks."No- oh my Merlin Harry what happend to your arm" She ran up to me and grabbed my arm, causing me to hiss in pain. She ignored me, pulling up my bloodied sleeve."I must not tell lies" She read. "Umbridge! That crazy arse" Her eyebrows furrowed. "What do you care?" I asked, more as I was genuinely curious. It was odd that she was suddenly speaking to me as if she was an old friend
"your Harry Potter, Of course I'd care." She said. She grabbed her wand of the sofa and started heading for the exit.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"To beat- I mean talk some sense into Umbridge. She has absolutely no right to harm the students, and especially not the chosen one. "She said rather loudly. I shushed her.
"You can't. You'll just end up the same way as me" I grabbed her wrists."I don't get why your so worked up, I'm okay, just a little scratch" she was looking at my hands around her wrists. She smiled."Go back to bed Esther"
"Essie"
"What"
"Call me Essie." I smiled."Essie." I squeezed her wrists."Dont worry about me." I reassured. But why is she worried, I've known of her existence for but a week.
She turned and walked away.
(My dudes oblivious;)

Weekend....

Esther's POV;

Everyone was going to hogsmeade, except me. I watched the golden trio from afar, My eyes lingering on Harry. Ever since I found out my father was supposedly the reason for his parents deaths, which was in 3rd year, I've been watching him from afar, making sure he's okay. I've even picked up on some of his habits. He's grown a lot since this year and last year, along with his friends, leaving me barely recognizing or remembering them."Bye guys" I watched as Harry waved them off, sadness clear in his voice. "I wish he could go, it would make him happy" I mutter. He turns and looks at me, I dunk behind a tree. "....Essie?" I stop breathing. If he catches me watching him he'll think I'm some sorta stalker! (Well ya kinda are) "Essie." He sounds more stern now. I hear him growl in frustration and footsteps stomping my way."Esther Black!" He stops in front of me, Hands on hips. I was sitting on the ground, looking up at him dumbly."Harry" I stand up. "What are you doing? Why didn't you answer me?" He demands. I smile."Your eyes are pretty" I blurt. His cheeks turn crimson.
"What"
I blush."Uh-erm- Nothing" I turn and start walking away. I'm so stupid!
"Essie" He follows, keeping up easily.
"What" I mutter trying to walk faster.
"Wanna hang out- Er I mean- since we're not going and uh- We know eachother" I nod stiffly. "What do you wanna do?" I ask. He smiled and grabs my wrist."I have a way for us to go" He run off dragging me with him.
     "Ow Harry my toe" I hiss under the invisibility cloak. He smiles."Sorry" We continued walking our way to Hogsmeade."Hopefully George And Fred don't get us this time" I blurt, before Cupping my hand over my mouth.
"...how do you know that.."
Flashback...

"Guys stop let me go" I peer around the corner to see Fred and George holding...nothing?
I study the ground.'foot prints?'
"Now now Harry, Come an' join the big boys!" I followed hearing Harry's name. "What was that for."
"We-" I locked eyes with a twin, making a run for it.....

Present

It had been silent for the past minute. I could feel the heat radiating off Harry. He purposely stepped on my foot, attempting to get my attention. I stomped down on his."Ow" he hissed. I would have walked faster if we weren't stuck sharing this thing. "Essie. We're here" I looked around, amazed."Wow..." It was so beautiful.

Imma skip to common room..

Harry's Pov:

Esther hadn't talked to me since her slip up. We ended up splitting up at Hogmeade, I found Hermione and Ron,We hung out. It seemed Esther wasn't caught.
'Hopefully Fred and George dont get us this time'
I sighed, plopping down on the common room sofa. 'How did she know that?'
I mean, Maybe she had heard from Fred and George?
No I doubt it.
She doesn't seem like the type to make friends with Fred and George.
I turned my head as Esther walked through the portrait hole. Her pale eyes landed on mine.
"....Hey Harry" She smiled barley. I studied her face.
"...what's wrong."
"Nothing" She smiled, But it didn't reach her eyes.
"...Okay..." I didn't want to pry."Sleep well"
She smiled.
"Sleep well" She walked away towards her room.

(Umbitches class, again I know this wasn't written in the books but- SPICE)

Esther's Pov:

We all had our books open. OWL's were coming up so I was paying extra attention.
"Are we gonna do real magic" a boy asked, a little to loudly.
Umbridge looked up from her pink mug, probably full of children's tears.
"Why would you need magic, Dear? Do you plan on getting attacked?"

The boy looked down.
"It never hurts to be prepared"

"For what dear, The lie of you-know-who?"

I looked up checking on Harry. He was glaring at his quill.
"You-know-who is not back, as I've said  we should not believe liars." She said in a forced sweet voice.
Harry's chair screeched as it scrapped the floor.
"So Cedric Diggory just woke up a decided to die?! How much more foolish can the Ministry be?" He all but growled.
"Mr. Potter we raise our hand if we want to speak in this class." Umbridge was struggling to not lose her cool.
"Voldemort is back! I saw him- I fought him in the flesh!" His voice was quivering now.
"Mr.Potter, One must not tell lies!"
My thoughts drew back to his arm.
'I must not tell lies'

Before I could register what I was doing, I was up and yelling.
"One must not abuse their students either! One must not talk much! One must learn to CONTROL THEIR MOUTHS" A awkward silence filled the class.

Harry's Pov:
"Voldemort is back! I saw him- I fought him in the flesh!" Umbridge sipped her tea. "Mr. Potter, one must not tell lies!"
I felt Hermione tug on my arm, telling me to drop it. Why couldn't they just face the music! Voldemort is back.
Thump
I looked up surprised to see the normally reserved and Shy Esther yelling at the top of her lungs.
"One must not abuse their student either! One must not talk much! One must LEARN TO CONTROL THEIR MOUTHS" She has her hands curled into fists, So tight that when she released them, She would probably be bleeding.
Everyone gazed up at Esther in shock, including myself.
"Miss-?"
"...Miss Newell." She lied.
"Miss Newell, Detention Saturday, MY OFFICE! Everyone back to work"

I watched her in awe as she turned and walked out, the teacher calling after her...

Do we have a baddie? Perhaps.

And I knowwww Harry didn't sneak into Hogsmeade 5th year but BONDING!