(y/n) - your name

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"I'm sorry I don't care about the death of some old man!" (Y/n) apologises quickly when her friends look at her appalled, her hands up in defence. "I don't really care about the guy or even recognise who he is by his name. What dude is this?"

"The one that was at the fight after the quidditch World Cup!" Harry exclaims and (y/n) tries to remember.

"Wait, the dude with the Hitler moustache and the bowl hat!?" Hermione snorts in surprise at her friend's words, chuckling behind her hands. "The one that accused you of the one casting Voldemort's mark in the sky?" (Y/n) asks Harry and he nods, Ron whining about saying You-Know-Who's name out loud. "Ok, I kinda remember him. So the guys dead?"

"Yeah... I found him." Harry grimaces remembering the scene where he found the old man's body just laying on the ground behind some trees.

"Jesus Christ... Why we're you three out in the Forbidden forest? Did you have detention again?"

"No, we went to visit Hagrid. There was some ministry issue with his class Care of Magical Creatures." Hermione explains.

"Oh is that why I didn't see Hagrid for some of my classes? Ok makes sense. But who would kill this Crouch guy and why?"

"We don't know but it's definitely something big. Bigger than Harry just surviving the Tri-Wizard competition." Hermione says.

"I swear to god, every year there's always something going on. I wouldn't be surprised if something happens next year." (Y/n) sighs out in frustration as the golden trio smile sheepishly at her.

"There's something else as well." Ron pipes up, nodding to Harry.

"Right yeah. I heard Snape and Karkaroff talking about his mark on his arm and that it was a sign about the Dark Lord coming back."

"Car who?"

"Durmstrangs Headmaster." Ron says while rolling his eyes.

"Damn it's not like it's a hobby of mine to remember every name of every person I see or interact with. You know I don't have that kind of brain power. Hell, I don't even remember your birthdays without looking at my calendar! By the way, late Happy Birthday Ron. I just realised I missed it." (Y/n) ends her rant after snapping her fingers, a cake appearing before the Weasley and he was instantly appeased, diving to eat the chocolate cake and muttering thanks with a full mouth. "Ok back to business," she looks at Harry and Hermione who weren't surprised by their friend's actions. "So the Durmstrang headmaster has a mark on his arm?" The two Gryffindors nod.

"I saw it briefly but I think it looked the same as the one in the sky." Harry says.

"So what? He's one of those-"

"-Death Eaters yes." Hermione helps (y/n) remember the name. "But he's on the good side I think? Gave up some names to free himself from going to Azkaban."

"Wait stop. In a concise series please. Start from the very beginning." (Y/n) rubs her forehead from all this information, leaning back against the couch as the four of them hung around the Hufflepuff common room. No one was awake so it was safe for them to talk about what was going on.

"Ok ok." Harry explains everything from beginning to end, how he first went to talk to Dumbledore after finding Crouch's dead body. He was fumbling around in his office and saw this glowing bowl and when he looked into it, the boy apparently fell into one of the memories for Dumbledore. Karkaroff was locked up in a cage, giving up names who were Death Eaters to clear his name and stop the ministry from sending him to Azkaban. Two familiar Death Eaters that (y/n) recognised the names for were Snape and Crouch's son.

"Holy shit! Snape's an ex-Death Eater!? So now he's a spy for the good guys?"

"Apparently...?" The golden trio was unsure about Snape's allegiance.

"And Crouch's own son was a Death Eater too. Damn."

"I actually saw him in a dream of mine too. It's the same one all the time and it makes my scar hurt." Harry explains retelling the recurring dream he gets with Voldemort, Wormtail and Crouch junior.

"There you go. Now we know who killed Crouch senior. His own son. If your dreams are real and maybe visions and not actually dreams-cause at this point you could have weird powers and not know it, Harry, also the fact that Voldemort mentioned you in one of your supposed dreams-the boy is free from Azkaban and got revenge on his dad." (Y/n) explains, the golden trio looking at her in surprise.

"How did you not think of that Hermione!?" Ron explains and she slaps his arm.

"Ok continue with the story Harry." The boy continues as (y/n) asked, going on about Karkaroff and Snape talking about their marks but then Snape accuses Harry of stealing some ingredients from his store room. "What ingredients?"

"The same ones you use to make polyjuice." Hermione explains. "The one where you can change into someone like Harry and Ron did with Crabbe and Goyle."

"Oh! Crouch junior is probably making the potion to disguise themself as someone here in Hogwarts! That's how he killed his dad!"

"Holy shit..." Harry mutters out, realising how everything fit together. "Who could it be? It could be anyone!"

"We need to be careful and keep an eye out for anyone acting suspicious." (Y/n) yawns out, feeling exhausted from all the information that was dumped on her. "I'm going to sleep I'm tired. We can reconvene tomorrow to figure out what to do-what?" She notices her friends gaping at her with wide eyes, Harry pointing to something on her.

"What is that on your neck!?" He gasps out, the three seeing the dark splotches on their friend's neck and it instantly clicks.

"WHO-"

"-goodnight!" (Y/n) quickly sinks down through the ground to head to the Slytherin common room, snickering when she heard Harry swearing to kill Draco when he gets his hands on him as she walks back up to her boyfriend's bedroom.

"What did you say to Potter for him to be swearing out my name like that?" The platinum blonde-haired boy chuckles as he looks at the open doorway as his girlfriend appears before him, her closing the door before padding towards him on the bed.

"I didn't say shit. It's what you pulled on me that made him go off like that. He saw my neck!" The boy smirks in achievement, pulling his Puff into bed with him beneath the blankets.

"Good. Now he knows."

"I just hope the three of them don't say anything." (Y/n) sighs out, looking up at Draco as he just looks over her with a smile, leaning up on one arm as the other plays with her hair. "I can trust Hermione to make sure they keep their mouth shut. Plus I know they're going to have so many questions for me."

"You can tell them whatever you want. I'm fine with them knowing." The Slytherin hums out, pulling his girlfriend into his arms. "Just ask them not to tell anyone else. I can't let my father know. I don't want you getting hurt..."

"I won't. You know I won't." The Hufflepuff agrees, snuggling into her boyfriend's arms. "There's so much I need to tell you though. It's crazy."

"Lay it on me princess."

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"(y/n). You're going to be late for class again." Draco hums out, an amused smile on his face as she grumbles out beneath his blankets. He was already dressed in his uniform, his books in his bag by the bed as he sat next to (y/n) to try and wake her up. "Come on princess. Everyone is going to wonder where you are." he leans down to kiss her forehead, brushing her hair back to see her face clearly. He chuckles seeing her nose scrunched up cutely as he kisses his nose and her cheek. "Wake up..." he coos softly, his fingers brushing against her cheeks until she opens her eyes. "There we go. I'll see you later in class ok. Don't be late." he kisses the top of her head one last time as she nods, grabbing his bag and leaving his bedroom to go out of the Slytherin house. 

The boy made sure his room was closed, knowing that no one would dare to enter it so his Puff was safe. When he rounded the corner outside the dungeon's corridor, his smile turned into a scowl seeing Potter who was glaring back at him.

"You bloody bastard!" Harry hisses out, grabbing Draco's collar harshly. He was shaking with anger and defeat when he realised that (y/n) and Draco were together. He couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it.

"Get your hands off me!" the Slytherin growls out, shoving the Gryffindor back knowing the boy had feelings for his girlfriend. It was so obvious to see and it annoyed him that she was still friends with the git!

"Stay away from (y/n)! She shouldn't be with a slimy Slytherin!"

"Oh, and she should be with you!? Bullshit! I know you love her! Stay away from her! She's my girlfriend! She chose me!"

"You cast a spell on her! Or put a potion in her tea or something cause there's no way she would be in love with you! You don't deserve her!" Draco laughed darkly at that, stormy grey eyes piercing through Harry's brown ones as he sneered at him. 

He had to push away the Gryffindor's words about how he didn't deserve the girl that made him so happy. He didn't want that to hurt but it did because he remotely felt like it was the truth. (y/n) was too good for him, she was an absolute angel and she shouldn't be with him or her light would be corrupted. But Draco's heart was already in her hands, he would do anything for her. He just hoped she felt the same way for him. Because he likes her so much it's almost indescribable.

"I would never do that to anyone! I would never force her to do anything!" The Malfoys prided themselves in their chivalry and grace and Draco made sure to act that way always with (y/n). She was his princess and will always be treated as one.

"You're a snake! Who knows what evil shit you pulled to have (y/n)!" Harry snaps, furious that he never was even thought of as an option for the girl he fell in love with. She went straight to his enemy without a second glance.

"I didn't do anything!" Draco yelled out, hands fisted by his side as his nails pierced his palm. He had promised (y/n) to know hurt her friends in any way, promised her to be more kind but this asshole was making it difficult to not sucker punch his face. "She likes me and I like her! Simple as that Potter! It's you who should stay away! You put her in danger! You make her get hurt because she keeps saving your worthless ass! You put her at risk of being caught! She can't always be using her powers to save you and-!" Draco quickly purses his lips when he accidentally spills.

"You know!?" Harry gasps out.

"And I'm guessing you do too." of course the boys knew that the other knew about (y/n)'s secret powers but they never confirmed it until now. "I'm protecting her unlike you! You're going to get her killed!" Draco seethes and Harry flinches back at that, remembering how many times the girl has saved him again and again at the risk of her being in pain or getting caught. "Stay away from her Potter," the Slytherin shoves the Gryffindor out of his way. "or I swear-"

"-what? You're going to tell your father about this? You should be the one to stay away from her!" the boys stood at a standstill, not knowing of the small crowd that surrounded them. Both boys sneered at each other, knowing that the other wasn't going to back down away from (y/n). 

I should be the one to be with her and not him!