(y/n) - your name

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"Just a bit further (y/n)..." Draco whispers with concern as he held her up while she tried to walk through the empty castle hallways, trying to get back to the dungeons corridor before anyone saw them.

"I'm tired..." she mumbles out, head drooping and he quickly leans her against a wall to let her rest, holding her head up to make sure she was still awake. He didn't like how dull her doe eyes looked, misted over and cold instead of their usual warm brown they were supposed to be.

"We're so close, I know you can do it." Draco looks to the side, pursing his lips. "Stay here ok. I'll make sure if there's anyone around first." (y/n) nods weakly and he hesitantly steps back from her, making sure she could hold herself up before leaving. As soon as he did, Ron and Harry turn around another corner and gasped.

"(y/n)!" they rush over to her to quickly catch her as she fell, holding her up.

"Is she ok!?" Ron asks with fear, remembering the red streaks that covered her. Harry had told him everything because he knew he couldn't lie about what the Weasley saw. He had to tell him everything (y/n) told him about her powers and made him promise to take it to his grave. Ron promised not to tell anyone, not even Hermione or his family when Harry told him that (y/n) might be taken away and killed if word got out about her powers. He didn't want his friend to be taken away and hurt.

"Hagrid's hut! Let's go! No one will be there!" The Gryffindor boys draped the Hufflepuffs arm over their shoulders as they took her to Hagrids hut. They were so glad that no one was awake, sighing in relief as they gently lay her down on the couch, Ron shutting the door as Harry started to make some tea.

"Harry, will she be ok...?" Ron whispers, a frown on his face. His friend had told him that (y/n) was the one that defeated Quirrell to protect Harry and even now she was the one that defeated the Basilisk.

"I don't know... she looked directly into the Basilisk's eyes but..." Harry frowns, turning around and standing still as he saw her chest rise up and down to indicate she was breathing and alive. "She's alive... I hope she wakes up though..." the boys waited for a bit, hearing their friend groan softly when Fang licked her hand and she wakes up.

"(y/n)!" Harry and Ron gasp happily when (y/n) opens her eyes, blinking up at them tiredly when they rush over to help her sit up. "You're ok!"

"Barely... everything hurts..." she whines out as her body was moved, looking at Ron who had his lips pursed and she frowns when he looks at her. "Do you...?" he nods.

"Harry told me... I promise I won't tell anyone (y/n). You have my word as a Weasley. Even Ginny doesn't know." he nods, promising to hide this secret for the rest of his life. He gasps in surprise as she pulls him into a hug, carefully putting his arms around her.

"Thank you..." she sighs out, leaning back for Harry when he passed her something to drink and her eyes caught on the Sorting Hat on the table behind him. "What's with the hat?" he looks down at it like he forgot it was there.

"Oh, Dumbledores Pheonix dropped this off thinking we might need the sword."

"What sword?" Harry pulls out this long shiny silver sword from the Sorting Hat, clean and sharp with Godric Gryffindor etched into the metal.

"But I guess we didn't really need it." Harry shrugs, before turning to (y/n) to ask her when she flew away from the bathroom after dropping the kids to safety. "What happened?" he asks.

"I never had to fight something before... I had so much energy pent up inside me, it felt like it was going to rip through me and I may or may not have blasted the quidditch pitch to pieces."

"You what!?"

"I fixed it again so it should be fine." the boys look at each other, one certain question they needed to know the answer for.

"(y/n)," Hary starts, grabbing her attention. "When you fought the Basilisk, you looked it straight in its eyes... How are you not dead?" he asks and the girl freezes. "You also looked like you were cracking, like a stone statue breaking..." (y/n) went cold, a feeling of dread surrounding her as a single thought surfaced in her head. The only answer she had received about who, or what she was from the midst of her missing memories.

"I'm not human..."

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Fear and suspicion banished, the House tables are abuzz with excitement and anticipation... all except the Slytherins, who do not share the general feeling. Loud chatter and excited gossiping filtered through the Great Hall for a major celebration, candles floating in the air as it illuminated the glorious banquet feast spread out on the tables. 

Seated at the tables, are the formerly petrified, revived students. Justin Finch-Fletchley joins his fellow Hufflepuffs while Colin Creevey snaps photos of the proceedings. At the rear of the hall, standing near the entrance, Filch is reunited with Mrs. Norris. (y/n) looked up eagerly, waiting for a certain someone to walk through the open doors as she waited at her table. 

She couldn't help her anxious tapping, a wide grin growing on her face as she saw the famous brown wavy curls of her best friend. "Hermione!" (y/n) was the first to scream out her name happily as the girl looks at her with wide eyes, the Hufflepuff dashing across the Great Hall to hug her.

"(y/n)!" Hermione gasps as she stumbles back from the impact, laughing happily as she squeezed (y/n) back just as tight.

"You're back!" she exclaims happily, hearing the boys call out her name as they run towards her.

"Hermione!" Harry and Ron jump onto the girls to join the hug, squeezing each other tight.

"Welcome back, Hermione!" Ron says as he was the first to step away.

"It's good to be back! Congratulations! I can't believe you solvedit!" Hermione says, looking at her friends.

"Well, we had loads of help from you!" (y/n) pipes up.

"We couldn't have done it withoutyou." Harry replies and Hermione thanks them both before all the kids turn around to McGonagall tapping her glass gently with a knife.

"Could I have your attention, please?" she says, the kids rushing to sit back at their tables and Dumbledore rises from his seat.

"Before we begin the feast, let us have a round of applause forProfessor Sprout and Madame Pomfrey, whose Mandrake juice has been sosuccessfully administered to all who had been Petrified." the students all cheer loudly, clapping for the teachers proudly. 

Draco was too focused on (y/n), seeing her smile and cheer out with the others and he lets out a sigh of relief to see she was ok after she had disappeared from the hallway when he came back. He didn't see her days after that but received letters from her to let him know that she has to rest for the next couple days and he made sure to drop off some food for her discreetly.

"Also, in light ofthe recent events, as a school treat, all exams have been canceled."

"Hell yeah!" (y/n) yells out with the other students who cheered loudly in excitement, Draco hiding back his chuckles seeing her so happy that she didn't have to do any exams. (y/n) turns around and chuckles seeing Hermione upset that she couldn't take the exams.

The teachers chuckled at each other seeing how happy the kids were but also glad they didn't have to mark anything, everyone quietening down when the doors of the Great Hall open again to reveal Hagrid. "Sorry, I'm late! The owl that delivered my release papers got all lostand confused." he grins happily as he walked down the path of the Great Hall, nodding to the students who welcomed him back happily. "Some ruddy bird called Errol." the students giggled as Ron pales in embarrassment knowing it was his owl. Hagrid stops in front of the golden trio and (y/n) beaming down at the kids. "And I'd just like to say that if it hadn't been for you, Harry, and Ron, and Hermione and (y/n), o' course, I would uh-I'd still be you-know-where, so I'd just like to say... Thanks." 

The kids look each other grinning before Harry stood up. "Well, there's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid." the hugable giant smiles as Harry hugs him, gently patting the boy's back. Dumbledore stands up and starts clapping to applaud Hagrid, the teachers and students soon joining in.

"Yeah Hagrid!" (y/n) cheers out, the students following her lead as they all cheer for Hagrid, applauding him. Soon, everyone is on their feet and the Hall roars as the students surround Hagrid, he blinks and wipes his eyes at the admiration.

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"Are you sure you're going to be ok?" Draco mumbles out as he sists next to (y/n), looking at her warily knowing that once again she will have to live by herself in a muggle town.

"I'll be ok Draco, really." he didn't believe her, seeing her wring her hands together. She didn't want to concern him but she hated being so alone, but there was nothing she could do. "I heard your dad got attacked by an elf?" (y/n) quickly diverts the topic and she sees Draco snicker lightly.

"By our servant elf Dobby, but he's free now."

"Wait! Dobby!? Like the little elf that wears a sack as it's clothing!?" she gasps out and he looks at her with slight confusion at her excitement when he nods. "Oh my god! I need to tell you what Harry told me!" (y/n) tells Draco of how the boys took her to Hagrids hut to let her rest when they found her after Draco wandered off, telling him about what happened after that when Ron and Harry were called into Dumbledores office. She retells him how she made a fake Tom Riddle Diary for Harry to show Dumbledore since she burnt the other to a crisp, Harry using that same fake diary to hide a sock within its pages and passed it to Lucius who passed it to Dobby. "That's how he became free! Harry gave Dobby his sock!" Draco scrunched his nose in disgust at the thought.

"I'm still amused at how it was the same elf that almost got Potter killed." the kids chuckle lightly together, watching the sunset together at the astronomy tower one last time before they had to split away.

"I promise to mail you Draco, and this time, I won't make you worried when I suddenly stop replying back to you." (y/n) smiles at him and he nods, a hint of a smile on his face.

"See you next year then (y/n)."