❝Now now, we can't have you depend on people other than me, so I went and killed every last one of them!❞

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"aAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

A certain Slytherin screamed in pain, flailing around desperately while trying to push Harry off of them but Hermione and Ron are holding their arms down so they wouldn't actually do that.

Many Gryffindors were either concerned, annoyed and just thinking, "typical Slytherins" when they heard (Y/N) scream from the bottom of their lungs that it could surely shake the whole castle in a matter of seconds.

They couldn't just kick them out of the common room either. 

Harry had to give them a glare and tell them that (Y/N) will stay in the common room for a while and if anyone has a problem, they're free to speak up but it comes with a punch from the raven haired boy.

"I don't want it anymore! StooOOAaAAAAP!" (Y/N) screamed loudly once more at the end of their sentence, tears forming in the corner of their eyes. 

Hermione frowned and turned to look at Harry, who's also frowning yet still placing the ointment on (Y/N)'s cheek.

"Harry, can't you be a little more gentle with them?" Hermione asked and put a little more force in trying to push one of (Y/N)'s arm down.

"You don't think I'm not trying to be careful with this?" Harry clicked his tongue while dipping two of his fingers in the ointment. 

"Bloody hell, why didn't Madam Pomfrey tell us that this would be very painful?"

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Madam Pomfrey frowned and set her quill down, staring at the unfinished note that she's going to give to Dumbledore later regarding of how many students visited the hospital wing this month.

So far, (Y/N)'s constant visit to the hospital wing is making the note longer than it actually is.

"...I really think that I forgot something." The mediwitch sighed, rummaging through her brain to think about what she must've forgotten.

"If you forgot, then it probably wasn't important." A Ravenclaw, who came to the hospital wing a few minutes ago, said after tipping the contents of a pain killing potion and cringing at the taste of it.

"...yes, you're right." Madam Pomfrey gave the Ravenclaw a small smile of gratitude before getting back to her work, ignoring the fact that she just forgot to tell (Y/N) Rosewood about the ointment's horrific side effects;

Yes, the ointment removes the purplish and bluish color of the bruise from the skin, making it seem like the person did not receive any bruises at all however, the pain from that bruise will remain and can still be felt by the person.

And the side effects from this is that at the application of the ointment, the person will receive a tenfold amount of how much their bruise hurts, based on where the area of application is.

You might be wondering why an experienced mediwitch, like Madam Pomfrey, forgot to tell this to (Y/N) despite it having an extremely painful and horrific side effect. Well, the only reason for this is that;

Madam Pomfrey is old and already has enough on her mind by tending to injured students everyday who hate the taste of the potions that are given to them.

And you can always expect old people, especially the ones who look like they're absolutely done with how many picky students are, to be forgetful.

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(Y/N) pouts angrily while tears are still streaming down their cheek due to how painful that whole ointment application ordeal was. 

They were sure to get back to Madam Pomfrey after this later because she didn't tell them that it would be damn painful.

"You're fine, (Y/N). It's done now, see?" Harry smiles gently and places the cursed ointment away from them in an attempt to comfort the pouting Slytherin in front of him. 

In his mind, he's just chuckling at how cute (Y/N) looks when they're pouting.

"I'm not fine! That ointment nearly killed me and I'm not even past 11 years old yet!" They exclaimed in exaggeration while pointing at the evil ointment in accusation.

"It must be the Bruise Exfoliation ointment. Based from the name, it peels off any bruised look on any part of your body but the pain that you receive is more painful that that bruise you're getting because the ointment is tearing inside your skin to cleanly peel that bruise look off." Hermione gave a long speech of what the ointment is but no one really seemed to care about her explanation as Harry and Ron only gave her a deadpan look.

"But I don't understand why Madam Pomfrey didn't tell you that." Hermione frowns and her words made (Y/N) react angrily.

"I know right!? I swear, I'm going to pay her back by slipping un-erasable ink on her notes for an entire month." (Y/N) narrowed their eyes but they immediately gave off an aura of mischief and disobedience as they pouted angrily.

"...(Y/N), don't you think that that's a going a bit too far?" Harry chuckled slightly since he couldn't resist it.

"No, I always used to slip in a thumbtack on the teacher's seat back then and I've never been caught once. This is no different." (Y/N) scoffed but then immediately sweat dropped since they lowkey just told them that they're from somewhere else. 

Well, if you're perceptive enough, you'd immediately find (Y/N)'s words odd.

Ron and Harry laughed at this though and it seems like they didn't even pay attention to the rest of (Y/N)'s words as they immediately laughed after (Y/N) said that they used to place a thumbtack in a teacher's chair.

"Thats not funny." Hermione frowned angrily, thinking about how (Y/N)'s must've been in a primary school before they went to Hogwarts. "That's not funny at all."

"You need to loosen up, Mione. It was a harmless prank from a young student." (Y/N) chuckles, giving Hermione a huge grin. The female blushed softly at how (Y/N) looked when they grin.

They did the same thing when they first met each other during flying lessons. (Y/N)'s smiles and grins always managed to bring Hermione to blush. 

There's just something captivating about the young Slytherin's smile that makes her attracted to it.

"Wait, you went to a muggle school?" Harry asked and took this a chance to get to know them more.

"Huh?" (Y/N) stuttered as they internally face palmed before answering Harry's question, "Y-Yeah, I sure did. Alem and I went to an elementary school."

"...elementary?" Hermione tilted her head to the side, confused as to why (Y/N) addressed a 'primary' school as 'elementary' even though she knows that both of them are, somewhat, the same anyway.

"Sorry, I meant primary." (Y/N) immediately corrected themselves while internally scolding themselves. 

They were so used to speak in an American accent but they have to remember that they're supposed to be British while they're here in Hogwarts.

"Your parents allowed you to go to a muggle school even though you know you're wizards?" Ron seemed skeptical of (Y/N) words but Ron knows that the Rosewood family seems to be just as fascinated as his father is when it comes to muggle traditions and their society.

"It's not that bad. I mean, the only thing that I hate about muggle schools is that they have a really bad education system." (Y/N) shrugs while leaning their back on the sofa that they were sitting on.

"and math." They added as they crossed their arms, reminiscing on the days where they had to procrastinate and stay awake for a whole night just to finish their math homework. 

Their grades were already dropping and not doing any sort of homework will only plummet their grades down to the ground so they had no choice but to comply.

Harry grumbled silently, casting his green eyes somewhere around the room as he remembered how Dudley and his friends used to bully him in his primary school. 

He was often teased for using broken glasses that used tape to repair some of it and for wearing his cousin's oversized shirts. 

The raven haired boy was thankful for being able to attend Hogwarts instead of Stonewall High, the school that he was supposed to attend until Hogwarts came. 

He didn't want to wear the so-called uniform that his aunt and his uncle dyed in grey and continue being bullied there.

The uniform smelled like elephant skin anyway.

"I don't really mind the system but I do mind the students there." Harry said, almost in a whisper that nobody heard him say anything. 

(Y/N) noticed his mouth moved but didn't ask him anything as he might be reminiscing something about his previous school.

Ron stayed silent until his eyes landed on (Y/N)'s cheek. It went back to its normal color, almost as if they hadn't gotten a bruise in the first place but he knows that it's still painful for the Slytherin so with a gulp, he spoke up.

"(Y/N), I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you or anything." Ron apologized, looking down in shame for hurting (Y/N) a second time this year. 

He couldn't seem to control himself when it comes to his emotions that he tends to bring other people down with him when it's at its worst.

(Y/N) could only smile and place a reassuring hand on the redhead's shoulder, giving him the most gentle look that they could muster.

Although, Harry and Hermione didn't seem to share the same gentle look that they have as they glared towards Ron.

"Don't apologize, Ron. I know that you didn't mean to do that so I forgive you." (Y/N) retracted their hand away, scratching their other cheek shyly. 

"Besides, it's mostly Draco's fault for provoking you anyway. I shouldn't have intervened when you were... you know." They chuckled, which also earned a small lighthearted chuckle from Ron as well. 

He was relieved that (Y/N) actually forgave him without earning a punch from them but he is also thankful that (Y/N) is forgiving.

A trait that's rarely found in Slytherins.

"I seriously can't believe that you haven't learned your lesson with (Y/N) yet, Ronald." Hermione sighed as she shook her head in disappointment. She turned to look at the Slytherin, giving them a look of apology for what Ron did and for not being able to intervene as well as she was only watching the Quidditch match.

"You need to be more of a... gentleman." Ron rolled his eyes at this as he leaned away from the female Gryffindor.

"You're the one to talk; you're not even that ladylike." He murmured between his breaths but Hermione definitely saw him move his mouth, muttering something about her. 

She could only narrow her eyes at this before turning to look at Harry.

"Don't you think so, Harry?" She asked but didn't receive any response from him. The female Gryffindor could only cock her eyebrow up in confusion as she stared at the raven haired boy, who was staring at Ron with contempt.

"Harry?" Hermione asked as she decided to snap Harry back to reality.

"Oh, sorry. I-I think so." Harry blinked in surprise and turned his head away from Ron, in case his stare would get creepier and creepier by any second.

"You've been spacing out a lot, mate. Got something on your mind?" Ron didn't seem to notice or mind Harry's stare. 

In fact, he was just as slightly worried as Hermione was after Harry had a suddenly odd change of behavior.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." Harry replied with a sigh and although the two didn't buy his answer, they took it nonetheless and didn't ask him any further.

"Well anyhow, I think I may have overstayed." (Y/N) piped in the conversation once again, standing from from their seat and stretching their arms a little bit before placing them on their hips.

"These Gryffindors have been sending me death glares for the past 10 minutes now." They sweat dropped as they looked around the Gryffindor common room and surely enough, there were Gryffindors who were, either looking at (Y/N) with confusion or with annoyance.

"Well, rules are rules after all." Hermione shrugged.

"If you're free later, come sit with us in the Great Hall this dinner." Ron smiled up to (Y/N), taking a step towards the Slytherin.

"Why? Did you guys find some information about the stone?" (Y/N) turned their head towards the Weasley with their eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"No, we're just celebrating Harry's victory from the match." Ron shook his head with a small chuckle escaping his lips. He straightened himself up before opening his mouth to speak again.

"And you make it seem like you can only sit with us when we find important information about the stone." Ron continued.

"Well judging from all the times I sat with you guys, I think it's a plausible assumption." (Y/N) retaliated with a playful smirk curling up on the corner of their lips.

"Understandable." Ron nodded, his smile widening once he realized that he's getting comfortable with the (H/C) haired Slytherin in front of him. 

He's never been the type to associate with anyone from that house but the vibes that (Y/N) gives off to everyone make them seem like they're not even from that house at all.

They're actually one of the nicest Slytherins Ron has ever met.

He felt shame crawling up in his spine when he realized that he's already hurt (Y/N) twice. He's not a perfect friend, far from it but he does want to try and be nicer to them as well.

"You should finish that Herbology essay of yours and study for the upcoming exams on your free time, (Y/N)." Hermione joined in on the conversation but her voice was stern and serious which instantly took (Y/N)'s attention.

"I'm almost done with my essay but I don't get why you're telling me to study for my upcoming exams." (Y/N) said, turning their head towards the brown haired female.

"I mean, it's like 2 and a half months away." They continued, searching around the common room to see if there are any calendars to prove their point.

"Are you joking?" Hermione had her mouth hung agape at (Y/N)'s words, completely in disbelief that (Y/N) doesn't seem to be as frantic as she is when it comes to the upcoming exams.

"That's, like, a second to Nicolas Flamel!" She continued before whipping her head towards Ron and Harry, her extremely bushy brown hair flipping and following her head turn.

"And how come the three of you aren't worried about all this?" Hermione asked, exasperation clearly visible on the tone of her voice.

"We're not six hundred years old, Hermione." Ron rolled his blue eyes, reminding his female friend that they're not Nicolas Flamel or even close to his age.

"And besides, we do have a lot of things that we should worry about for now." Harry said, bringing his mind somewhere else besides the exams.

"What are you even studying for? You already know it's an A." Ron continued while silently agreeing with what Harry said.

"What am I studying for? Are you crazy?" Hermione stared at Ron as if he was an unknown creature that she's never seen before. Ron felt somewhat offended with how Hermione was looking at him.

"You do realize that we need to pass these exams to get into the second year, right?" She asked, still finding it crazy that her three friends don't seem to know the consequences of not studying well for the exams,

And how they don't seem to give a damn about it.

"Yes but like (Y/N) said, its 2 and a half months away. We'll have plenty of time to study by then." Harry shrugged while stealing a glance at (Y/N), who seem to be smiling and remembering something in their mind.

"Don't you dare study at the night before the exams. You won't be able to pass with that small amount of time to study." Hermione sent Harry a hard glare and almost pointed a finger towards the raven haired boy in warning. 

Harry could only roll his green eyes under his large round glasses at how Hermione was acting.

"You know, you really sound like Alem when it comes to studying. I reckon he's studying for the exams right now." (Y/N) randomly brought up their brother, remembering how Alem would often remind them to study for quizzes and take their work seriously.

"Commendable." Hermione nodded her head in approval before her expression morphed back into dismay and disappointment.

"I should've started studying a month ago. I don't know what's gotten into me." She frowned while the other three was just staring at each other, wondering why this girl is such a fanatic when it comes to studying.

(Y/N) only held a look of, "well, it's Hermione after all." and the other two had no choice but to agree whole-heartedly and put up with Hermione and how she'll constantly nag the three to study for exams that are ages away soon enough.

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I left the Gryffindor common room a few minutes ago when I noticed that it was already getting late.

And that the Gryffindors seemed to be more than ready to kick me out for staying there for too long.

Alem must be very worried about me and I have to apologize to Draco for just leaving him in the hospital wing.

I figured that I'll just meet them in the Great Hall for dinner since I was 90% sure that they'd be there anyway.

When I felt a slight itch on my bruised cheek, I brought my finger up to carefully scratch the itchy area but a stinging pain made me pull my finger back with a hiss.

"Ah damn, it still hurts when I touch it."I sigh and brought my hand down as I continued walking on the hallway. 

I continued to pass through a bunch of students absentmindedly until my eyes caught a flash of black walking over to the Forbidden Forest in a hurried manner.

"Wait a second, who's that?" I muttered to myself and watched as the hooded figure entered the forest. 

I look around my surroundings for a moment, making sure that the students aren't paying attention to me and are just walking over towards their destination before I silently walked over to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

I was careful enough to not step on any twigs and dried leaves as I peeked out of the slightly large tree trunks to catch any sight of the black hooded figure and follow him. 

I saw a purple turban a few steps away from me and from that moment on, I immediately knew who it was as I took a few steps closer and making sure to hide myself well behind a tree trunk.

"... d-don't know why you wanted t-t-to meet here of all p-places, Severus..." Quirrell stuttering seemed to be worse this time. I take another peek to see Snape pressing Quirrell on a tree while keeping his grip on the DADA teacher's collar.

"Quirrell and Snape? What the hell are they doing here?" I muttered to myself, careful not to speak too loudly so they won't be able to hear me.

Wasn't Harry supposed to stalk them after the match or something? I thought to myself as I continued to listen to whatever they're going to talk about because this is certainly new.

"Oh, I thought we'd keep this private." I had to resist the urge to laugh at how slightly misleading Snape's words are and on the fact that they're literally in the Forbidden Forest alone.

Not that I'd complain if Snape and Quirrell did end up together.

"Students aren't supposed to know about the Philospher's Stone, after all." Snape continued and it was at that point where I managed to stop myself from resisting the urge to laugh since it just got serious.

I was about to lean closer until I felt a hand creep up on my shoulder. I had to open my mouth in surprise and almost gasp loudly as I turn around with my hand raised, ready to slap the hell out of this creature that decided to scare me.

I felt a small rush of relief when I saw Harry standing there but at the same time, I was annoyed because he just scared the hell out of me.

"Bloody hell, Harry! You scared me!" I whispered in a hushed tone while lightly slapping his forearm. 

Harry rubbed the back of his neck shyly and leaned closer to me so he could hide himself from the two as well.

"Sorry." He briefly apologized as I rolled my eyes and continued to listen to Snape and Quirrell.

"Have you found out how to get past that beast of Hagrid's yet?" Snape asked Quirrell with his usual icy cold tone.

"B-b-but Severus, I—" Quirrell stuttered again, a fearful expression on his face. I don't blame him for being so scared.

Snape's intimidating as hell.

"I'm sure you remember me saying that you don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell." He said, obviously talking about that time where he 'talked' to Quirrell during Christmas night.

"And I'm sure you know perfectly well what I meant by that." Snape continued.

In the tree where we were hiding in, a loud ass owl just hooted and making noises which made it unable for us to hear whatever they're talking about. 

I look up to the branch where the owl was sitting in, narrowing my eyes towards it.

"That's a loud owl." I muttered, annoyed before looking back to Snape and Quirrell.

"I can't hear what they're saying." I can hear Harry's breaths at the shell of my ear which slightly tickled me so I leaned a bit away from him while keeping my eyes at Snape talking to Quirrell.

Except I can't hear any of it.

"-- Your little bit of hocus-pocus. I'm waiting." Snape's voice eventually reached our ears after the owl finished making noises. The Potions master's grip on Quirrell's collar loosened.

"B-but I d-d-don't—" 

"Harry, let's go." I leaned away from the tree, looking at Harry with a stern expression.

"There's a chance that they might be able to find us from this position." I added as I grabbed Harry's wrist and tried to drag him away silently until he pulled away gently, letting me stop and twist my head towards the boy.

"But they're still talking." He frowned and let his hand fall onto his sides when he felt my hand loosen on his wrist.

"Snape might do something to Quirrell and we can't just stand by and watch." He added and frowned deeper while I just sighed and clasped both of my hands with his which earned a small tint of red spread around his pale cheeks.

I didn't bother to address this, however.

"Harry, remember that we're still students." I held a stern look towards the Gryffindor while stealing glances behind his back to make sure that the two professors are still talking.

"We're no match to professors, especially Professor Snape." He didn't seem to like my response but he nodded either way as the color around his cheeks faded.

"Let's just go and talk to Ron and Hermione about it." I said which earned another nod from the raven haired boy before we silently yet rapidly walked out of the Forbidden Forest before anyone could see us.

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The two of us walked to the Great Hall in silence since we really can't think of any words to explain what just happened.

Even I'm confused because the Snape and Quirrell encounter happened twice now.

The movies and books merging together doesn't sound a good idea but I have to deal with it.

"Where have you two been? Fred already ate most of the cake!" Ron grinned happily and waved his hand around as we walked towards the group with an uneasy expression visible on our faces.

I hadn't even realized that we reached the Gryffindor table already. How strange.

"Never mind that now, we need to talk." Harry wasted no time in getting to the point which earned a curious and suspicious look from Ron and Hermione.

Fred and the others who were in the vicinity cocked the eyebrows up in confusion as well but didn't bother to ask us about it as they must think that we have our own business to attend to and it's probably just a bunch of rubbish.

"In private." I added to make sure that Ron and Hermione get the gist that this is really important before leaning closer to the two.

"It's about the stone." I whisper in a soft hushed tone before leaning away from them.

The two exchanged and understanding yet skeptical look before nodding and stepping out of their seats, excusing themselves from the table with a small wave.

"What is it now?" Hermione was thw first to question everything while we were on our way out to the Great Hall.

"Just follow me. We can't talk about it here." Harry gave Hermione a look before turning around to watch where he was going.

Except, he was a bit too late with that head turn.

"And where do you think you're going?" Alem stood in front of us and blocked our way, narrowing his (E/C) colored eyes towards my way and is basically shooting me and aggressive glare.

"Good evening, Potter." He greeted but didn't bother to look at Harry when he did so, keeping his angry stare on me.

He's obviously pissed that I stood him up on the dorm and didn't inform him that I'd be back tonight.

"Alem, I have no time for this." I sigh desperately, silently wishing that Alem would understand and leave us alone for a while.

That hope was diminished when I heard a scoff and a bitter laugh come out of his lips.

"I waited for you in the common room the whole afternoon and when I saw that Malfoy was the only one who came back and told me that you were with Potter, I was so worried because you might've gotten worse." He raised his voice with every word that he said which earned a few looks from the other students.

I gulp in shame, rubbing the back of my neck and setting my gaze somewhere else while pursing my lips so I would be able to avoid any confirmation that there are people who are staring at us and Alem's outburst.

"And now that I come and see you in the Great Hall, ask you where you're going, you say that you "have no time"?" He scoffed once more but his lips became more of a frown as I could feel a small twinge of betrayal visible on his frown.

"Do you know how much of a punch in the gut that is, (Y/N)?" I sigh at this and didn't answer him for a second until I felt Harry take a step in front of me protectively.

"I'm sorry if I let (Y/N) stay in the Gryffindor common room for too long but don't blame them for not being able to tell you that they'll extend their stay." Harry defending me made me hold the sides of my head with my right hand and tightly grasping the hem of my Slytherin robe with my left.

I can't believe that a Gryffindor is defending a Slytherin right now. It's so embarrassing and just wrong.

And of course, judging from my brother's look, he doesn't seem to be happy about this gesture, nor is he happy with what Harry just said.

"We just really need them right now. If you could just-"

"You know what, Harry; why don't you, Ron and Hermione go on ahead? I'll stay here since I already know everything anyway." I couldn't take the fact that Harry has to be the one to defend me when I could just do it by myself.

I don't need anyone to defend me. I'm not some random person that needs to be saved all the time.

"W-What? But you're one of the witne-"

He stopped once I brought a finger up to my lips, signalling him to be quiet about this whole thing.

Harry frowned and sighed before nodding in defeat and walked away silently with Ron and Hermione behind him.

As the they walked away, Ron and Hermione twisted their heads towards my direction and gave me an apologetic look before turning their heads back forward to follow Harry.

"Alright, Alem. What do you want?" I sigh and bring my attention towards my brother as we began to walk to the Slytherin table.

"You really have a lot of nerve to even say that in an aggressive tone as if I'm the one who's at fault here." Alem rolled his eyes and sat down on his seat, laying his head on the palm of his hand while pouting angrily.

"Because you were embarrassing me in front of my friends! I'd be fine with it if we were both alone but students were literally staring at us while you had your little tantrum! Do you know how embarrassing that was?" I exclaim in a lighter tone to not make Alem any angrier as I don't want to experience the wrath of Alem's fury.

"If you weren't so stupid as wanting Malfoy to come with you to the hospital wing alone, then I wouldn't have done that. I was just really worried, especially after seeing you get punched and have blood drip out of your nose." Alem striked back, picking on his food with his fork with the same angry pout on his face.

"Hey, I can hear you, you know." Draco, who sat a few seats across, said in an annoyed tone.

We didn't pay attention to him though.

"I have my own reasons to do that! And that's not enough of a reason to embarrass me in the middle of the Great Hall with my friends beside me!" I fought back with my tone getting angier and angrier by the minute.

With that, Alem clicked his tongue and stood up from his seat aggressively that our plates shook on the table and caused a few students to whip their heads towards our direction.

"If you really want to hang out with them that much, then go. I don't care anymore." He huffs angrily before stomping out of the Great Hall with the tail of his black Slytherin robe flowing gently behind him.

I stare at his retreating form in disbelief before groaning in frustration and pinching the bridge of my nose.

"This is so frustrating. I didn't even say--" I let out another frustrated groan before standing up from my seat and stomp out of the Great Hall as well.

But not before grabbing the familiar Transfiguration book that sat on space of the table beside me.

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(Y/N) pouted as they kept walking towards the Slytherin common room, that's located in the castle's dungeons.

Their grip on Alem's borrowed Transfiguration book was tight but not enough to make the worn out pages crumple.

Once they arrived, a few Slytherin students stepped out of the large crack on the wall while talking to each other inaudibly.

The students glanced over at (Y/N) for a moment before they continued to walk away from the common room.

(Y/N) couldn't care less about what they were talking about as they immediately stepped inside the large crack before it would revert back to a small one, rendering entrance to the Slytherin common room to be closed.

The cracks closed just as (Y/N) had entered the common room with a relieved sigh.

The common room was gloomy and dark as ever, often making it seem like no life is present around the large room.

Although, the Slytherin students who are chatting by the fireplace and doing their own homeworks at the corner of the room made it seem like it's not as gloomy as you might think it is.

Outside the windows showed nothing but the dark murky waters of the Black Lake. 

You can see some mermaids swimming around the windows and knocking here and there but nothing to make a fuss about since the windows seem to be unbreakable.

Of course, they would be.

After walking past a few students on (Y/N)'s way towards their dorms, they finally reached their room that they shared with Draco, Goyle, Crabbe and their twin brother, Alem.

With a sigh, they knock three times before twisting the golden doorknob open and taking a peek inside the room from the slightly opened doorway.

Alem seemed to lay on his bed, waving his wand around and causing a few white and yellow sparks to fly around his bed.

(Y/N) rolled their eyes before fully entering themselves in the room and closing the door behind him.

"Hey, Alem-"

Their sentence ended abruptly once they felt a light pinch on their forearm.

Once they glanced down to see what had caused the pinching sensation, their eyes became half-lidded once they saw one of Alem's sparks pressing itself on their forearm.

"Hey," (Y/N) brought their eyes back up to Alem, who didn't seem to even spare them a glance. "Get this thing off me."

They pointed towards the spark but Alem didn't reply or even look at them.

(Y/N) sighed in annoyance before walking over towards the bed of their brother, not paying any attention to the spark pinching their forearm.

"Here," (Y/N) threw the book next to Alem's side once they were close enough to the bed. "You forgot your book."

"Nice to know that you still manage to care about me even though you're in the middle of a party with Potter and his friends." Alem scoffed and finally talked after a minute of silence though this response isn't really favorable to (Y/N).

"I didn't--!" They exclaim before taking a quick deep breath to calm themselves down.

"Look, I apologize if I made you worry, alright? It wasn't my intention to mislead or make you feel betrayed in a way and you'd know that!" (Y/N) rubbed the sides of their head to relieve some stress that Alem's giving them because of this drama that he's making.

"But I never, even once, asked you to be this worried about me! If anything, it's humiliating! I know that I always tend to get in trouble and I don't seem to care when I get injuries but I don't need to be tended and pampered all the time!" (Y/N) added and took a breath before continuing with a solemn frown.

"Don't you have a little faith in me when it comes to taking care of myself or maybe, just me overall?" After that, Alem stood up from his bed and stopped waving his wand around.

The angry and surprised look that he had on his face almost seemed to replicate the emotions that he has on the small little sparks, which immediately turned into a fiery red while a few turned cold blue.

"So you expect me to trust you when you don't even tell me anything about what you and Potter are planning to do with the sorcerer's stone and why you want to find it?" Alem asked bitterly and a shocked look has settled on (Y/N)'s face, in disbelief that Alem had somehow knew that (Y/N) and the trio were researching about the stone.

"Yeah, I've known since last week when you went to have a breakfast with Potter and his friends." He added when he saw that (Y/N) was about to open their mouth to say something, the angry pout on his face becoming more prominent as (Y/N) was immediately backed into a corner.

"Alem, I-I just didn't want you to get involved in something dangerous." (Y/N) tried to reason out but Alem didn't seem to be convinced as he scoffed and crossed his arms.

"Yet you seem to be more than willing to get involved in something dangerous as this, (Y/N). By that sense, you don't seem to trust me either." Alem said and turned around, making the flying sparks' colors to turn into a orange color.

(Y/N) huffed in frustration and placed their hands on their hips, glancing around the room for a moment before glancing back towards Alem, who seems to be grabbing a parchment and a quill from his bag.

"Okay look, if I tell you everything that's going on, do you promise not to tell anyone and stop acting like this?" (Y/N) asked but Alem didn't even bother to spare them a quick glance as he continued to unroll the parchment and spread it across his desk.

"Don't bother. You're making it seem like a little bargain is enough to make all of this better. Maybe if you actually told me and not kept any secrets from me, I wouldn't be this pissed." Alem unscrewed the cap of the inkwell and dipped the tip of his quill inside before writing a new set of words on his parchment.

"Merlin's beard, then what do you want!? I'm already willing to tell you the truth and everything!" (Y/N) groaned and exclaimed as they were fed up with Alem's attitude. He isn't making this situation any better by being spiteful.

"Maybe leave me alone? I could really use some focus for my Potions essay and you, being here, isn't really helpful." With a nonchalant tone, Alem spoke those words to (Y/N) as he continued to write without any time to spare.

The oldest Rosewood twin couldn't do anything but stare at Alem in disbelief before it faded back into an angry one, making them tighten their fists in anger and frustration of how immature Alem was being right now.

"Fine." They spat those words out of their mouth before stomping out of the room and slamming the door shut loudly. 

(Y/N) pressed their back on the closed door, letting off some steam by raking their hair up with their fingers and taking a deep breath to relieve themselves. 

They clicked their tongue and swore underneath their breath before walking out of the common room to try and find Harry.

Needless to say, Alem and (Y/N)'s relationship right now wouldn't be considered good.

Imagine how awkward those twins must be, considering that they're always supposed to be together.

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Easter holidays weren't really as nice as I expected it to be as we were being bombarded with a lot of school work and projects that we can barely catch up.

I made sure to finish my Potions essay, first and foremost since I know how strict Snape can be when it comes to punctuality.

Nonetheless, I think that the contents of my essay weren't the best. We were supposed to write about paralyzing potions and what we understood from them.

Right now, we're in the library, continuing our studying session while discreetly eating chocoballs since I have the tendency to eat while studying.

Hermione wasn't pleased about this, saying that eating in the library is forbidden while Ron was eating the chocoballs that I gave him a while ago, knowing that he's a sucker for sweets and candies.

I ended up placing the wrappers on the table since I didn't want to bother placing them in my pockets. 

Ron did though since Hermione kept persevering him to keep it in his pockets and just throw it out once he sees a trash can.

Hermione told me as well but I assured her that I would be picking them up once we leave the library. 

Well, as long as I don't forget that.

"Wait a minute," I spoke up as I flipped another page before raising my head towards Hermione, who stopped reciting the twelve uses of dragon blood abruptly.

"Remind me why we're here in the library, reviewing for our final exams even though it's, like, two weeks away?" I continued which earned a glare from the brown haired Gryffindor, who sat across me with a book settled on her lap.

"Two weeks?" Hermione asked as if my question was one of the most ridiculous things she's ever heard.

"Two weeks!?" She repeated but louder and more emphasizing. I was a bit taken back from this and silently wished that I hadn't questioned Hermione's ability about discerning time when it comes to exams.

"Well to be fair, we do have a lot of things that we need to do besides studying for the exams." Ron shrugged while randomly flipping a book about banshees and other creatures that would've been deemed as mythical back in my world.

"Don't you dare say that researching about the stone is more important than final exams." Hermione narrowed her brown eyes towards Ron, clutching her wand tightly 

"Well that's... actually part of it but no, I meant about all of the projects that we have to do before the year ends. It's just stupid." The redhead swear dropped while closing the book softly with a sigh as he placed his head on the palm of his hand.

"It is absurd but I don't think that it's unfair, considering that the year is ending." Hermione nodded with a shrug, waving her wand around to distract herself from something, it seems.

Not that I know what she's trying to distract herself from.

"Couldn't they just let the rest of our projects be our summer homework instead? At least, we don't have to do all of those in one sitting." I enter the conversation once more with a dreadful sigh escaping my lips. 

I lean back from my library chair but not too far that might get me to fall down to the floor.

It's true that I don't mind doing school work in this world, especially since it is Hogwarts, after all.

But even I need to take a rest and have a proper schedule of when and how I should do them. Being buried into a pile of work and being expected to do all of them before the year ends in two weeks is quite exhausting.

"That'll be easier for us but unfortunately for me, I don't think my aunt and my uncle would appreciate me doing homework related to magic." Harry frowned and gazed at the opened book in front of him with a mix of anger and sadness.

I frown as well since I know how shitty Harry's life is at the Dursley's household. 

Needless to say, I don't think they'll take it very well once they know that Harry needs to do something related to magic in order to get his homework done.

"Well, just tell them that you need to do it. I'm sure homework isn't that bad and who knows, maybe if you tell them a little bit about what you've learned, they might even be impressed!" Hermione suggested and I'm sure that she only wants to see a good outcome after Harry comes home but I can't help but think that her suggestion was somewhat naive.

"Just how bad are your aunt and your uncle anyway?" Ron asked, cocking his reddish eyebrow up in curiosity.

"Imagine if you keep getting every single bad flavor in Every Flavor Beans and couldn't get a good one. That's how bad they are." Harry sighs, crossing his arms on the table and nestled his head on his arms.

"Strange analogy but I get your point." I chuckle, which made Harry give me a small lighthearted smile.

"Muggles. They're so difficult to understand." Ron clicked his tongue while shaking his head disapprovingly.

It seems like Hermione didn't take his words too well, since her parents are muggles, as she gave Ron a brief glare before turning to Harry with her eyes softened back to their normal look.

"In any case, I think letting them show that magic isn't doing anyone harm would make them change their mind about what they think about it." Hermione suggested once more but this only made Harry sigh as he lifted his head from his arms.

"Yeah, that's the problem, Hermione; I don't think they'd like it if I show them any trace of magic and I doubt that they'll actually listen to me." The raven haired Gryffindor said. His tone makes it seem like he's sort of fed up from talking about his aunt and his uncle.

"Besides, I don't really care anymore." I heard Harry mumble and caught him staring at me with piercing green eyes from the corner of my (E/C) ones. 

I ignored his stare and took out my Gameboy when Hermione and Ron went back to what they were doing.

I was getting bored with studying and reading up things that I already know.

Once the 8-bit sound erupted from my gameboy's speaker, I immediately lowered the volume down since I didn't want anyone to be bothered by the loud sound from my gadget.

However, it seems that Hermione heard the sound and looked over to me.

"(Y/N), why are you playing games in the middle of a studying session?" Hermione frowned, quite displeased from my actions.

"Oh come on, I'm sure Madam Pince won't mind." I grin while taking a quick glance towards Madam Pince's desk. 

The librarian was shooting glares towards my way but said nothing as she went back to her work, scribbling something in her parchment.

I silently sigh in relief on this because I'm glad that we won't get kicked out.

Otherwise, I would have to deal with Hermione giving me an earful of how irresponsible I am and get me to only use the gameboy during free time like lunch or something.

"Madam Pince is not the point, I'm talking about-" She facepalmed and spoke until a hushed energetic voice cut her off.

"That's so awesome, (Y/N)! How did you even pass that level? It was too hard for me!" Ron whispered enthusiastically beside me, pushing his cheek towards mine so he would be able to watch me play clearly.

"Oh really? I don't even think it's that hard." I blink in confusion while jumping on a bunch of pixelated platforms and avoiding monsters that could take one of my lives away.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake." I heard Hermione mumble, shaking her head but did nothing since she already figured that there's nothing that she can do once I'm already playing.

I silently snicker at this since she knows that I can't be taken away from my games once I'm already playing.

It took me a while to realize that Ron was still beside me even though he isn't pressing his cheek tightly on mine anymore. 

He is still pressing his cheek on mine but nothing too hard that it makes both of us uncomfortable.

With Ron being so close to me, I could smell his hair and his breath as well. This made me switch half of my focus towards Ron's scent, breathing it in with a small smile curling up on my lips.

His hair sort of smells like green apple and mint mixed together. It made me feel refreshed for some reason and it reminds me of the shampoo that I always use back in my world; it always has a tinge of mint on it.

His breath smelled fresh and minty as well. Quite the opposite of Snape, who somewhat has the breath of a dungbomb, no offense to him.

I find it quite unbelievable that this is the same boy who insulted and punched me before. He seems so cheerful and energetic when it comes to certain things, like my gameboy.

I guess it's the Gryffindor inside him that makes him take things to a stand. Quite violently, if I do say so myself.

Of course, I forgave him for doing those things but I wouldn't forget about it. Not now, at least.

I want to see if he actually changed his ways when he apologized to me.

"Hagrid? What are you doing here in the library?" My attention was drifted from my gameboy, towards Harry and soon towards Hagrid, who came shuffling into our view with his moleskin overcoat, while obviously hiding something behind his back.

I paused my game, eager to listen to this conversation that's about to take place. 

Ron eventually leaned away from me and gave his attention to Hagrid as well.

"Jus' lookin'," Hagrid's voice sounded shifty and suspicious, which piqued all of our interests as we cocked our eyebrow up in suspicion.

"An' what're you lot up ter?" Eventually, his face replicated our skeptical looks while eyeing all of us with a slightly narrowed glare. "Yer not still lookin' fer Nicolas Flamel, are yeh?"

"You're actually a bit late on that part." I shrug and tucked my gameboy inside my robe pocket while swinging my short legs from the slightly tall chair that I sat on.

"What?" Hagrid frowned as his tensed shoulders loosened.

"Yeah, we found out who he is ages ago." Ron piped up from beside me, his voice confident. "And we know what the dog's guarding; it's a Sorcerer's St--"

Before Ron could even say any further, Hagrid already walked up to Ron and covered his mouth with his free hand. 

I tried to take a peek and see what Hagrid was hiding behind him but because of his large body, I could even barely see a glimpse of it.

Well, not like I don't know what he was hiding anyway.

"Shhhh!" He shushed loudly while looking around frantically to see if anyone was listening to their conversation. 

To his relief, no one was and I don't think anyone would be interested in what first years are talking about.

"Don' go shoutin' about it, what's the matter with yeh?" He frowned as he took his large hand away from Ron's mouth, or more specifically, almost all of his face. 

Ron coughed out for a bit, trying to take a big deep breath as he silently gave the half giant a glare.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly at this, which eventually led Ron to glare at me as well.

"There are a few things we wanted to ask you, as a matter of fact," Harry's stern tone almost caught me off guard, which made me turn to look at him. He was frowning angrily and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Anyone could easily say that he's pissed but I'm not really sure why.

And I don't think Hagrid has done anything wrong, really.

"About what's guarding the Stone apart from Fluffy--"

"SHHHH!" Hagrid immediately shushed Harry loudly, earning a few looks and murmurs from other students. 

I take a quick glance in the distance to see Madam Pince's eye twitching in anger and it seems like she's on the verge of kicking us out of the library.

I gulp before turning my attention back to them.

"Listen, come an' see me later." Hagrid leaned closer towards the three of us, whispering and making sure that only us can hear what he's saying. "I'm not promisin' I'll tell yeh anythin', mind yeh but don' go rabbitin' about it in here."

"Students aren' s'pposed ter know. They'll think I've told yeh-"

"Alright, we'll see you later then." Harry cut Hagrid off before he could even finish his sentence, which I thought was kind of rude. 

I gave the raven haired boy a quick glance of confusion before turning it back to Hagrid, who was also a bit shocked at Harry's actions but said nothing as he shuffled out of the library with his book now placed in front of him.

As soon as Hagrid was out of the library, I turned to Harry, who seems to be deep in his thoughts.

"Harry," He snapped out of his daze and turned to look at me with a startled look, "Are you alright?"

Harry blinked before smiling gently at me, as if nothing had happened and his slightly rude actions were just my imagination and my overreaction.

"I'm fine, (Y/N). No need to worry about me." Harry reassures. I didn't buy it though but whatever is going through his head is none of my business so I didn't ask him any further.

"What was he hiding behind his back?" Hermione placed her finger on her chin, thinking thoughtfully.

"Do you think it had anything to do with the stone?" Harry asked but no one seemed to answer him as they were all thinking as well. 

I said nothing as I tore my eyes away from the group since I didn't want to say anything.

"I'm going to see what section he was in," Ron stood up from his seat, looking more than eager to search for answers rather than working or reading something in our table.

Before even one of us could volunteer to help or say anything, Ron already walked away.

Silence came from the three of us and did nothing but wait until our redhead friend came back with answers. 

After a minute later, Ron came back with a pile of books on his arms.

He grunted softly as he placed them on the table, making Harry and Hermione blink in surprise because of how fast he was able to search for something like this.

"Dragons!" Ron whispered eagerly, quite happy that he was able to find something. "Hagrid was looking up stuff about dragons! Look at these; Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland; From Egg to Inferno; A Dragon Keeper's Guide." He began to list all of the books that Hagrid was sifting through.

"This makes me remember all of the neopets I used to have." I murmur while chuckling to myself and crossing my arms, watching them do the talking since I have the tendency to spill something out whenever I talk about things I already know.

"Hagrid's always wanted a dragon, he told me so the first time I ever met him." Harry leaned away from the pile of books, frowning slightly.

"But it's against our laws," Ron shook his head, somewhat fearing for what Hagrid is trying to do. "Dragon breeding was outlawed by the Warlocks' Convention of 1709, everyone knows that."

Actually, I don't know that. I thought to myself but how would you be able to even know that if you don't even bother to read this small detail in the book since it's not even mentioned later?

"Its hard to stop muggles from noticing us if we're keeping dragons in the back garden." He sighs before leaning away as well and crossing his arms dismissively. "Anyway, you can't tame dragons, it's dangerous. You should see the burns Charlie's got off wild ones in Romania."

"But there aren't wild dragons in Britain, right?" Harry asked.

"Of course there are," Ron cocked an eyebrow towards Harry before bringing two fingers up in front of Harry's face. "Common Welsh Green and Hebridean Blacks. The Ministry of Magic has a job hushing them up, I can tell you." He soon put his hand away before crossing his arms once more.

"Our kind have to keep putting spells on muggles who've spotted them, to make them forget." Ron continued, taking a seat beside me since he must be quite tired from standing there for a few minutes now.

"Oh, you mean Obliviate?" I piped up while tilting my head to the side.

"I'm not sure of what spell it was but I think it's that." Ron answered my question but I wasn't satisfied, well, the only spell that makes other people forget is Obliviate so why did I even bother asking that question?

"So what is Hagrid even up to?" Hermione frowned while I just sigh and picked up a random book from the pile that Ron brought to our table.

"I mean, judging from all of this information, wouldn't it seem plausible that Hagrid is secretly keeping a dragon egg?" I shrug while opening the book to a random page that I could care less about.

"We don't know that yet but assuming that's true, what is he even going to do when it hatches?" I heard Hermione ask.

"He did come to the library to look things up about dragons. He might know how to handle it when it hatches." I said, pointing at the books.

"(Y/N), he lives in a wooden house." Hermione reminded in a deadpan tone, looking quite displeased with what I just said.

"Well assuming that's true, why don't we go and see it for ourselves?" Ron suggested, a grin stretching on his face.

"What, no! We're not doing that! We don't even know if we're allowed to go to Hagrid's in the first place!" Hermione exclaimed, looking at Ron as if he just said the most ridiculous thing a person could ever say in his life.

"Oh come on Hermione, how many times in our lives are we going to see a dragon hatching?" Ron pouts, "and we can go to Hagrid's, it's not like it's in the Forbidden Forest or anything."

"We'll still get in trouble for being a part of something like that. If anyone knows what Hagrid is even trying to do with all of these, I highly doubt that--"

"Shut up!" Harry whispered angrily, making us whip our heads towards the raven haired boy in a surprise, wondering what's gotten into him lately.

I noticed that he was looking behind me, his green eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed together like a dog who's growling at an untrustworthy stranger.

I blink in confusion before turning my head around to see what he's looking at and I could feel myself rolling my eyes at the convenience of having Draco Malfoy sit a few feet away from our table.

His face was unreadable but his posture was stiff, making it very obvious that he was listening to our conversation, though Merlin knows how long he's been sitting there.

"Well shit." I mumble, earning a slap on my forearm from Hermione,

"(Y/N)!" She gasped lightly, making me apologize to her briefly for suddenly swearing.

"Let's go before Malfoy hears anything else." We all nod in agreement as Ron stood up from his seat, us following after.

"We all go to Hagrid's hut tonight. That way, Malfoy won't follow us." Harry told us in a whisper, glancing behind me to see if Draco is still listening or looking at us.

"(Y/N), if he asks, you say that it's nothing and we're just making stories up for ourselves." Harry said but I couldn't help but snicker since it's not really a good way to cover up a story that Draco, obviously, knows.

"That's a really terrible cover-up, Harry." I chuckle but Harry could only roll his eyes though I did see a small smirk on the corner of his lips when he did so.

"Just do it, alright? We don't want Malfoy to rat us out." I nod nonetheless before we all walk out of the library, talking about stuff that isn't about Hagrid or the Sorcerer's Stone.

It made me realize that talking about normal school stuff makes it seem like we're in an alternate universe where we didn't have to deal with finding the Sorcerer's Stone or let those three create a malicious assumption about Snape.

Eh, but that's a boring alternative universe so I'd rather stick with this one,

And I'm rather proud of it, despite getting hurt most of the time. Erised really did create a miracle for me and I'm thankful for that.

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Draco pursed his lips while watching the four walk out of the library. He mostly placed all of his attention on the (H/C) haired male/female but it dispersed once they were out of his sight.

He sighs before glancing over at the table where the four sat a while ago. Before anyone could go up and take a seat for themselves, Draco shuffled towards the table and stared at (Y/N)'s seat before taking a seat himself. 

He made himself comfortable before smiling, knowing that this is the same seat that (Y/N) just sat on a few moments ago and now, he's the one sitting on it. 

His silver eyes caught a few wrappers on the table. He picked one up and flattened it in order to see what kind of candy they were eating. 

Chocoballs

"You're so irresponsible." Draco scoffed but tucked it inside his pocket either way, silently hoping that this is the wrapper that (Y/N) threw or else he would've been pissed. 

He doesn't really know that (Y/N) was the one who left those wrappers though as Ron kept them in his pocket, due to Hermione's order.

He took his mind away from the candy wrappers and addressed the events that just happened inside his mind.

What (Y/N)'s brother told Draco a while ago before he went searching for the oldest Rosewood twin was right,

Something is definitely wrong and (Y/N) is involved with something this dangerous.

Alem asking Draco for help made the platinum blonde haired boy smirk victoriously, especially after seeing how troubled and ashamed Alem looked as he fidgeted and cast his (E/C) eyes somewhere else.

"Look, I don't usually ask people for favors and you're definitely the last person who I'd ask for help but I'll swallow my pride for this, as long as you can look out for (Y/N)." Alem frowned shamefully as Draco just crossed his arms in curiosity, thinking why him, out of all people, is asking Draco for help.

However, seeing that it is about (Y/N) and that the two aren't in good terms, I can see why Alem isn't taking this matter into his own hands.

"You've mentioned something about (Y/N) but what makes you think that they will be in trouble?" Draco asked, watching the twin pull the sleeve of his green knitted sweater that his mother had probably made for him.

"(Y/N)'s been spending a lot of time with Potter and his friends. Usually, I wouldn't care if my sister/brother is hanging out with their friends but this is a different situation, considering that Potter is up to something." Alem explained which earned a groan and a facepalm from the Malfoy heir, frowning as he should've expected Harry Potter to be involved in this.

You'll never get a peaceful school year when you're The Boy Who Lived friend.

"Oh, of course it's Potter." Draco clicked his tongue, thinking of many ways to seriously hurt the Gryffindor once he sees him for getting (Y/N) involved in something dangerous, as Alem said.

"And? What are those Gryffindors up to and why are they even letting (Y/N) help them?" The platinum blonde haired boy asked. 

Alem was about to open his mouth to answer his enemy's question but immediately closed his mouth when he remembered that the Sorcerer's Stone is something that is kept from the students.

It just so happened that Harry, Ron, Hermione and his own twin managed to find out about it.

He's spiteful that (Y/N) kept secrets from him but he is not, in anyway, an idiot to be revealing that sensitive information to someone else. 

Especially if it's serious enough to not let any of the students know.

"...I don't know." is all what Alem could answer in the end.

Draco didn't seem pleased or even bought his reply but took it anyway since Potter and his two bloody Gryffindor bodyguards are most likely doing something that no one else knows.

Alem is no exception.

Maybe they're even bribing (Y/N) to help them or something.

"Fine." Draco turned around, rubbing the back of his neck while racking his brain to think of where (Y/N) must've went with Potter.

He winced at the thought since he doesn't feel anything but pure anger when he realizes that his little serpent is with that wretched Gryffindor.

"Wait," Alem blinked his eyes in surprise, "you'll do it?"

"Just to make things clear, I'm doing this for (Y/N), not for you." Draco shot the twin a hard glare with his silver eyes narrowed. 

He could care less of what happens to Alem but there's no way in hell he would let something bad happen to (Y/N).

However, Alem paid no heed to Draco's poor attempt of trying to intimidate him and instead, pulled up a look of confusion.

"...why do you even like (Y/N) so much?" Alem's question made Draco exclaim in surprise as a heavy blush began to spread across his pale cheeks.

"W-Wha...! I-I don't fancy that stupid sister/brother of yours, alright!?" Draco blurted out defensively with a stutter, taking a step back from Alem as he crossed his arms.

The pit that Draco's ever growing obsession for (Y/N) growled, crawling out of its abyss to mess with the young child's mind.

Stop lying to yourself, you fool;

You love them, do you not?

"I'm only doing this for them because they're my f-friend!" He added while feeling his chest tighten, almost as if his own words is clutching his heart tightly and making his body hiss in pain.

Alem only gave the denying Malfoy a deadpanned look before raising his finger, ready to state something to the boy.

"I'll have you know that (Y/N) likes someone." Alem said flatly before his mind almost went to slap his subconsciousness as he remembered something.

Oh, there's Zeke as well but what did I expect? They've lost their memories, after all. Alem thought while watching Draco's expression and attitude change within a flash.

This made Draco stiff on the spot, his silver eyes widened as his chest tightened even more. But this time, it's not because of his own denial;

It was because of the seething anger that his own obsession is having. It's also devouring him whole and almost making his face red.

"And I think that they have a better chance of developing a better relationship with (Y/N) than you, knowing what you and your family had done to us last year." Alem continued which made Draco angry even more.

A Malfoy never likes it when someone is stating that they can never get what they want.

When in fact, they can.

Draco then realized that he's been staring at the candy wrapper that he unknowingly pulled out of his pocket, smiling at it as a small blush tinted his cheeks once more.

"Well, there's always room for change, isn't there?" Draco mumbled before placing it back inside his pocket as he stood up and remembered how close Harry was to (Y/N) just a while ago before they left.

This made him grit his teeth until he remembered that Alem asked him to look out for (Y/N) and get them out of danger when something happens. 

This is something that Draco could surely do.

Apart from thinking that this would lead the young boy to be overprotective of the older twin.

"Don't worry, (Y/N); I'll protect you, I'll always protect you." 

"Even if you like Diggory now, there's no guarantee that it'll stay the same next year or even in the future. I'll make sure that no one will take you away from me." Draco smirks while clutching the Slytherin robe that he stole from (Y/N) a few months ago.

"And I'll make sure it stays that way."

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A/N:

Hello guys! I'm so sorry for the delay of chapters and I'm so sorry if I made you guys wait for almost a whole month! 

This chapter will be merged as soon as the second part comes out. I didn't really expect it to be this long, to be honest and I knew I couldn't keep you guys waiting so yes, here we go.

The merged chapters will most likely end up being 20k words or more but who knows, maybe it won't since I might get straight to the point and not add any more details or something.

Jk, I'm not that kind of person. I value detail more than trying to rush chapters that make no sense.

The first year is almost ending! Like, holy shit. I didn't even think I'd make it!

I was pretty sure I'd end up dropping this book but seeing you guys loving it and asking me of what happens next, I couldn't help but continue. It does motivate me a lot!

Probably by two chapters or more if I end up making a long ass chapter that has 20-30k words lmao I'm not sure.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this slightly filler chapter nonetheless and please stay safe!

I'm not exactly safe in my own home since the virus ended up on a small city where I live. An infected person is around the area as well.

I do hope that you guys are doing better than me. I will try to update once per week during the time of quarantine to help you guys kill time.

Once again, thank you for reasibn and please stay safe!