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. 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎
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      𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 Narcissa, for the older witch had told her that her wild green and purple hair won't match with the dress she brought for her. That's how she found herself sitting on a chair, Draco a few steps away, laughing at her silently, with Narcissa muttering some spell under her breath. Heather sadly watched as her hair slowly turned into the blonde it once was, many many moons ago.

"This is not funny Draco." Heather poured again and Narcissa rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

"You're being dramatic Heather, the world isn't going to end." Narcissa said as she stepped back and when she was satisfied with her work, she left the two teens alone in the room.

"But it will." Heather bitterly whispered. She liked having her hair all wacky and stuff, it was part of her character. Truth be told, the reason why she wanted her hair pink was because she found one of her mother's shirt when she was seven and it was pink. She wanted to feel connected to her mother in a way.

"Oh cheer up will you?" Draco said and the blonde rolled her eyes at him, sticking her tongue out.

"Why don't you make me cheer up?" She asked, raising a brow and Draco smirked as he moved forward.

"Thought you'd never ask." He whispered, softly kissing her lips and Heather smiled into the kiss. When did her life ever get so magical?

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     Harry jumped awake. Oh no. He's got Sirius and Heather! He needed to tell someone! To warn someone! He can't loose Heather or Sirius. They both mean an awful lot to him! And if he lost them, what will his life even mean? Harry sprung off his bed and hastily shook Ron awake.

"He's got Padfoot and Heather! We need to help them! He's going to kill them! C'mon Ron, wake up!" He hit him once again, this time against the head, hard. "I'm not going to allow you to bloody have them killed! Wake the fuck up! We have to go to the Ministry right now!"

Ron shot awake. "Bloody hell mate, you bloody cussed like Heather." Harry's cheeks burned once he realized his mistake.

"They're about to die and you're worried about that?" Harry growled. "Wake up so we can go get Hermione and the rest, so we can save Heather and Sirius." And that's when Cedric floated away to go warn Heather about the Malfoys.

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         Heather sighed softly as she stepped out of  the bathtub. Cedric suddenly swooped in and Heather shrieked, trying to cover herself quickly but she fell back into the bathtub with a splash and Cedric blushed a dark gray and he quickly looked away.

"Sorry Heather. Just wanted to tell you that Harry saw you and Sirius get tortured at the Ministry." He quickly said and Heather stepped out the bathtub, again.

"But I'm here." Heather argued, wrapping the baby pink towel around her body. "You can turn around now."

"I heard Harry tell Ron that Sirius was going to get tortured or something at the Ministry." Cedric pointed out and Heather rolled her eyes at him.

"You know how dramatic that prick can get. Now please, I'd like to get ready." Heather shook her head. "The Malfoys will think I'm a lunatic talking to thin air."

"You were a lunatic even before that." Cedric snorted. "But listen I think, like in really think, that the Malfoys are part of whatever You Know Who is planning. Be careful Heather. Draco may be lying to you." Heather rolled her eyes but some part of her told her that Cedric was right. Maybe Draco was using her. Someone can't possibly fall in love with her that quick.

She sighed. "Where are they holding Si?" Cedric grinned before he told her everything he heard. Once he was done telling her everything, Heather quickly dressed, bullying Cedric into staying in the next room until she gave him the signal that she was done. "Will you be there Ced?"

"Always little wolf." That nickname hurt her because that was the nickname Sirius gave her and if he died, well, he's not her father but he's currently way better than her own father. He didn't keep secrets from her, he was an open book, pouring out his emotions to the fifteen year old, who would hug him tightly after he told her something that made him cry. At this point, he was family and she didn't want to loose family.

Heather didn't have any trouble sneaking out Malfoy Manor. Lucius had said he had forgotten something at home and needed to get it quickly before going back to the Ministry. Heather begged to go with, since Draco went back to school this morning and she was bored. She also promised not to cause a ruckus. (If Lucius knew Heather, he'd know that she and ruckus were the best of friends.)

Once at the Ministry, Lucius told her to stick close, that they had to deliver something to a someone. They went inside a room filled with glass balls (Heather had snorted in her head at that) and was lit in an eerie blue light. That's when she heard voices, Hermione was telling Harry that something like had his name on it.

"Stay here, and don't worry, they," Men and women suddenly appeared, wearing black robes and masks. When Heather looked back at Lucius, he too had one on. "Won't hurt you." He turned to the masked figures. "She's with me."

"Does your wife know you're snogging a toddler?" One of them said, snorting and Heather glared at the person who spoke. It looked like a man, considering the fact that his chest was flat and his voice was deep. (Sure Heather, that's definitely not a man.)

"I'm not a toddler you little fuck. Take that bloody ridiculous thing and then we'll see who the bloody toddler is." Heather snarled and of the ladies laughed.

"Ooh I like her. Can I keep her?" She asked and Lucius sighed, shaking his head.

"She's not an animal Bellatrix, now let's go kill them." Heather's ears perked up. Did he just say kill? She can't kill anyone! That's bonkers! However, she made sure no one noticed her panicked state.

"Can I have a go at Potter? Can I kill him? Even my dead owl knows how much I want to fucking kill him." Bellatrix laughed again and Heather found herself smiling. She liked this Bellatrix.

Lucius said nothing but remind her to stay put when they went to kill them. However as suspected, Heather didn't listen and she peaked a little. (Come on Lucius, Heather will never stay put.) They were fighting, throwing hexes at each other, dodging curses. When they began running out the room, Heather was quick to follow. The first she noticed was the arch in the middle of the room. She hid behind one of the Death Eaters, hissing at him to keep quiet. Judging by the firm muscles, it was man. He had Ginny Weasley in his hands and Heather really wanted to hex him. She cared for Ginny, a lot.

She was suddenly knocked over and she landed painfully on top of the Death Eater. She blushed a red when he took his mask off. He was extremely good looking, she'd give him that. She could tell he had beautiful abs under the thin cotton shirt he had on because she had to place her hand on his stomach to stand up.

"Sorry—"

"Lupin is it?" He asked and Heather nodded, awkwardly playing with her blonde hair. "Rabastan Lestrange." No wonder he was so handsome, he was a bloody Lestrange. Rabastan suddenly pulled her down and Heather felt something whizz past her. She saw the jet of red light hit one of the Death Eaters. "Stay close behind me."

Not knowing what to do, Heather awkwardly nodded once more. Rabastan pulled her towards the arch, where Sirius was currently fighting Bellatrix alongside Harry. She tugged on her arm when she noticed that Rabastan still held on to her. The Lestrange man let go. Heather could see her father from where she was hiding and she quickly swooped under Rabastan's cloak. The man had been confused at first but quickly noticed what was wrong and he rolled his eyes. He tapped her shoulder when Remus disappeared. Heather emerged from his cloak, patting her hair down.

What happened next, was bone chilling. Her mother. Her own mother, was pointing her wand towards Sirius Black, the man Heather had come to love like a cool uncle. She quickly let go of Rabastan and just in time, tackled Sirius to the ground and the Killing Curse hit the man behind him.

"Heather?!" Not only Remus but Harry, Penelope and Hermione had shrieked out. Heather pulled out her wand.

"Shut up! All of you! Especially you two!" She snarled at her parents. "You didn't fucking tell me about her, didn't fucking tell that I can see ghosts. And don't come telling me about shit like you were trying to protect me. That's shit and we both fucking know it. Fuck you dad! You too mum!"

"Honey, I know you're hurting but listen, your mother is going to kill you if you don't kill her first—"

"Good! Cause I want to die! At least I'll be joining someone who cares for me, Cedric Diggory. Not once did he lie to me." She snarled. "But then again I can't fucking die. I didn't break up with George and have sex with Draco just to die—"

"So you're going to kill me? Everyone's watching dear. Let's give them a show." Her own mother shot the Cruicio at her, though Heather easily deflected it and shot back with her own spell.

"Cedric, a little help!" Heather yelled out and the ghost whispered a spell in her ear. "I can't kill her, are you mad? I fucking hate her but she's my mum!"

"It's alright honey, no one will miss her." Remus said and Heather snorted.

"I'm going to miss her." Heather sighed. Everyone was expecting her to do what was right, and maybe that's killing Penelope. "But she's not going to miss me." She sighed again. "I hope I see you soon mum." Her hand began shaking. She saw images of George, Harry and Draco flash through her mind. She saw her first kiss, which was in her second year with Justin Finch-Fletchly. She saw herself kissing George, she saw herself staring at Harry, she saw herself undressing Draco. She saw herself shiver under Draco's touch. She saw herself m— She squeezed her eyes shut. "Avada Kedavra!"

AN:
It's a bit long but here we are. goodbye my darling Heather. on the bright side, she's not dead like Astrid.