you asked for four, i gave you four. that's it thats all i have look forward to more eventually also im sorry ill update innocents be damned eventually

Usually when the group sat together in the Room of Requirement, everyone was smiling and joking around.

Not this time.

Tabitha sat on Pansy's lap on their purple beanbag. Lucinda and Luna sat next to each other on the same green beanbag. Ron sat on his red beanbag, and Felix sat on the blue one pushed up against it. Seamus sat on Dean's lap and Dean's arms encircled his waist. Neville sat on his yellow beanbag, with Blaise's pink one next to it. Harry sat on his orange one alone.

"What do we do?" Pansy asked quietly.

"The million dollar question," Felix muttered.

"Would you stop being sarcastic for two minutes?" Tabitha asked irritably. "This is a serious problem!"

"I don't know what else to do!" Felix cried desperately. "I don't know how to react to this, and I'm trying to stay fucking positive and bring the fucking group up because that's what I do, but Draco is one of my best friends, and I really don't know what to do!"

"He's my best friend too!" Tabitha shouted. "I'm just saying you could stop being so irritating!"

"I don't know what to do! I've never felt this before! I'm confused and scared and panicking and the only time I've ever felt this horrible was when Voldemort fucking came to our school!" Felix said. 

"Please stop yelling," Lucinda muttered. Her hands were shaking, and her leg was bouncing.

"Christ, I know!" Tabitha yelled back. "None of us know what to do, we're fucking teenagers! Why don't you contribute something helpful to this?"

Blaise rubbed his head. "Please, I'm getting a headache."

Pansy looked worried. "You okay?"

"I think so."

Lucinda's hands were shaking more now, and Luna was trying to steady her. Felix's whole body was shaking with fear and overwhelming emotions. Harry was panicking.

"I'm trying to be helpful!" Felix cried back. Tears appeared to be pricking in the corners of his eyes. "But I just want Draco back!"

"Me fucking too! So why don't you try and help!" Tabitha was fuming.

"Tabitha!" Pansy shouted angrily as Felix broke down and started crying, head in his hands.

Ron climbed out of his own beanbag and hugged Felix tightly. Lucinda appeared to be having a full-fledged anxiety attack, and Luna was trying to calm her down. Blaise had his head in his hands, eyes screwed shut. Pansy moved off Tabitha's lap and frowned at her.

"What's happening?" Dean asked.

"After the war, Slytherin house was very messed up," Pansy said. "Under stress, Lucinda gets anxiety attacks, Blaise gets bad headaches and sometimes faints, Felix has mental breakdowns and panic attacks, I can get seizures, and Tabitha gets defensive to the point where it's almost violent. Draco is usually around to help, he's the only one of us who's strong enough to deal with our shit. Especially since Harry came along, he's been able to be more positive and help us more. But now that he's gone, it appears to be having a very dark toll on us."

"Don't say it like that," Harry muttered. "He's not gone."

Pansy gave him a sympathetic look. "Sorry."

"No, you don't understand. He's actually not dead. I would know. Literally. I would feel it. Also, there's a possibility that upon his death, I would die too," Harry said.

Pansy's mouth dropped. Ron looked up, concerned, from his spot next to Felix, but didn't say anything and continued to comfort the younger boy.

After about ten minutes, Lucinda, Blaise, and Felix had calmed down and were quiet.

"Sorry Felix," Tabitha muttered.

Felix stood up, walking over to her and wrapping her in a tight hug. "I love you, T."

"Love you too Felix," she replied quietly, hugging him back.

Felix moved back to his beanbag (which Ron hadn't moved off of and didn't appear to be planning to) and Pansy sat herself in Tabitha's lap again.

"What now?" Blaise asked.

"Now we get my boyfriend back," Harry replied firmly.