A/N ~ This chapter starts off with a small sibling fight with Rolfie😃

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"WHO BROKE INTO YOUR TOWER?!"

"SHHH! Don't scream it, you idiot."

"That's it, I'm going to sue this school-"

"It's not a big deal, Rolf!" Y/N said heatedly.

"Not a big deal?" Rolf eyed his sister unbelievably. Y/N scoffed and stood up from the Hufflepuff table in annoyance.

She regretted having dinner with her brother instead of with Fred and George, or something. She was kept back by Snape, who gave her a long unpleasant speech about forgetting her homework.

He made Y/N miss out most of dinner. She was quite sure Harry was with Lupin, but had no clue where Ron and Hermione were.

And now she was stuck with her dramatic brother.

"This is Sirius Black, we're talking about!" Rolf yelled, making several Hufflepuffs turn to stare at them.

"Black's not dumb enough to break in again." Y/N said firmly. "Besides, I only told you because you kept on bugging me about it, but now you're bugging me even more. Good day, big bro."

"Wait! You can't just ignore- ignore this!" Rolf scrambled to his feet after her. Y/N turned away and started to walk out the Great Hall. "Niff, listen! Stop ignoring me, for Helga's sake!"

Y/N rolled her eyes and whipped her head back to her tall Hufflepuff brother.

"Ignore what?" she shot. "They're trying their best to keep the castle safe. I can't do anything about it, so I might as well enjoy my life while I can." Y/N laughed hoarsely.

"Your life is not something to joke about." Rolf hissed. "I'm not going to let you- I'm going to-"

"What are you going do about it?" she laughed slightly. "If you have problem with it, give me a solution."

"Your sister's a hard one, Rolfie!" a 5th year Hufflepuff behind them whistled. Rolf rolled his eyes.

"Shut up, Cedric." he muttered.

"No, no, tell me, Rolfie." Y/N challenged, walking closer to him. "What do you want me to do about it?"

Rolf hesitated, opening and closing his mouth several times.

He ignored his friend's snickers and decided to drag his sister out into an empty corridor to avoid them.

Y/N turned bright red in annoyance and shook away his hand.

"Spit it out." Y/N crossed her arms, her voice echoing the corridor. "Because I don't have time-"

"Stay away from Harry Potter." Rolf said quietly.

"What?"

"I spat it out."

"You're mad." Y/N rolled her eyes once again.

"Poor guy's dangerous, Niff." Rolf said persuasively. "He's targeted by 2 of the most dangerous wizards in the world! Plus, he's been near death countless times!"

"Exactly why he needs me!" Y/N shot back angrily. Rolf rolled his eyes back, but Y/N continued angrily, "I'm not leaving my best friend just to save myself, thank you very much. You wouldn't do that to yours, too."

Rolf gritted his teeth and made a fist.

"Except, he isn't your 'best friend', isn't he?" he said stubbornly. Y/N raised her eyebrows.

"Meaning?"

"Have you ever noticed the way he looks at you?" Rolf threw his arms into the air. "He fancies you. There. I said it."

"He does not-"

"Besides the point!" Rolf continued, "You're close to him, and you'll be an easy bait for Sirius Black. Y/N, think of what mum and dad would do if they lost their only daughter because of a random guy in her year."

"They'd be selfless enough to take Harry under their care and protect him, rather than running away from him as if he were a ticking bomb." Y/N said angrily. "I don't have the time to argue with you about this!"

"We don't want to lose you, Y/N." Rolf said seriously. "If Harry really cared for you, he would stay the hell away from you."

"I'm leaving." Y/N said bluntly. She started to walk away, but Rolf ran in front of her and pushed her back. "Move your annoying arse away!" Y/N snapped.

"You're such a stubborn brat!"

"Says YOU, Rolf-"

"Sometimes you just never listen-"

But Rolf didn't get to finish his sentence.

Suddenly, a large glass window near them started to shake roughly.

Y/N's face was bright red in anger as she clenched her jaw. After a tense moment, the glass window shattered loudly, and was turned into sand in seconds.

Rolf yelled in horror and backed away in panic. He looked at his sister with wide eyes and then at the silver pile of dust on the floor.

Y/N was kind of getting used to her powers by now. She ignored the glares from everyone who saw the scene and pushed her brother away, before storming off to her common room.

She wanted to find her friends. Harry probably had patronus practice with Lupin, and Ron and Hermione were still avoided each other. So no one was in the common room.

Y/N sighed loudly and slumped down onto an armchair near the fire place.

Coming to think of it, she was being quite dramatic about the whole situation.

And not after long, she started to regret losing her control.

To get her mind off things, she decided to read a book about magical creatures Hagrid has given her. It was a good way to distract herself.

Just as she was settling in a comfortable position, Bamboo, her brown owl, rushed through the window with a tiny screech. Y/N smiled and let her little best friend sit on her shoulder.

"Hey Bambs," she stroked his head gently. "Got anything interesting for me?"

The owl hooted quietly and Y/N could see the two letters he was holding in his beak.

She gently pulled them out of Bamboo's grip and saw that one of them was a neat envelope with an American wax stamp on its cover.

Probably from her Grandfather.

Meanwhile, the second letter was only a folded piece of parchment. It was... damp?

So Y/N chose to read it first out of curiosity.

The letter was smudged and messy, and was written in Hagrid's usual big letters. It read:

'Dҽαɾ Y/N,

Wҽ ʅσʂƚ. I'ɱ αʅʅσɯҽԃ ƚσ Ⴆɾιɳɠ ԋιɱ Ⴆαƈƙ ƚσ Hσɠɯαɾƚʂ. Exҽƈυƚισɳ ԃαƚҽ ƚσ Ⴆҽ ϝιxҽԃ. Bҽαƙყ ԋαʂ ҽɳʝσყҽԃ Lσɳԃσɳ. I ɯσɳ'ƚ ϝσɾɠҽƚ αʅʅ ƚԋҽ ԋҽʅρ ყσυ αɳԃ Hҽɾɱισɳҽ ɠαʋҽ υʂ.

Hαɠɾιԃ'

Y/N clapped a hand onto her mouth and let out a small gasp. Buckbeak's execution was confirmed.

She knew it was going to happen eventually, but she wasn't ready. And she knew how much Hagrid loved the creature...

She bolted up, trying not to let out a sob, and slipped her Grandfather's letter into her bag to read later. She ran out of the common room to find either Ron or Hermione. Or both.

The library.

She sprinted down the hallways and corridors with Hagrid's letter tightly gripped in her hand.

She ignored Madam Pince's  scolds as she ran into the library. She searched each section and found, to her surprise, Ron, sitting alone in a corner, trying hard to Finnish his homework.

"Ron, there you are!" Y/N exclaimed, rushing to her redhead friend. Ron looked up and frowned at Y/N's frantic expression. He put down his quill and stood up to comfort her.

"What the bloody-? Hey, Y/N- what's wrong?" he asked. Y/N pressed her hand to her mouth, trying not to let out another sob. She handed Ron Hagrid's letter and waited for his reaction.

Ron's eyes darted through the piece of paper quickly. He sighed loudly and looked up.

"We have to find Hermione," he said firmly, squeezing her shoulder gently. "she'll know what to do, don't worry. They can't- won't do this."

Y/N nodded silently and was surprised to see Ron finding Hermione in only seconds.

She was at the other side of the library with dozens of books sprawled on her lap. Ron seemed to had forgotten about their fight at the moment.

"Hermione," he said quietly. Hermione looked up and her eyes grew wide.

"R-Ronald? Y/N- is everything alright?" she shut her book and scrambled to her feet. Ron simply shook his head and handed her Hagrid's tear-stained letter.

Hermione took it with shaking hands and read through the letter.

Her hands shook and her eyes started to water. When she finished, she let out a sob and slumped back down onto her seat. Y/N and Ron took a seat next to her.

"C-can we-" Y/N started slowly. "can we do anything-?"

"I don't think so, Y/N." Hermione said in a low whisper. "I've tried- everything. But you know what Lucius Malfoy is like. Probably frightened the committee into it. I don't think there's h-hope this time."

"Damn it," Y/N muttered, hating Malfoy passionately.

"He's lived a good life, Y/N." Hermione smiled through her tears. "You made sure of that."

"No." Ron said firmly. Y/N and Hermione stared at him in confusion. "We won't let Malfoy do that to Hagrid. We're going to solve this somehow. You won't have to do all the work alone this time, Hermione. I'll help."

"Oh, Ron!" Hermione flung her arms around the Weasley's neck and sobbed into his sweater. Y/N chuckled softly at Ron's terrified expression.

But that expression slowly turned into a relieved smile.

He hugged her back, patting her back gently.

Took them long enough, Y/N thought.

"I'm so sorry about Scabbers..." Hermione muffled. "I didn't mean to-"

"He was old, Hermione," Ron shrugged slightly. "and kind of useless. Who knows, maybe mum'll buy me an owl now."

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"Hey there, Y/N." Harry said and grinned.

Y/N looked up from her book and waved at the raven haired boy. Harry walked around and sat beside her in front of the common room's fireplace.

The room was busy and loud (mostly from Fred and George).

"Where are Hermione and Ron?" Harry asked Y/N.

"Over there with the twins." Y/N jerked her head at Fred and George's little crowd of audience. "Hermione's scolding them about some prank they did on Professor Sinistra."

"What's got you busy?" He asked, looking at Y/N's fixed expression.

"Buckbeak's execution is confirmed." Y/N said quietly. "They've lost. Hermione and I tried everything."

"Y/N I- I'm sorry, is there anything we can do?" Harry asked carefully. Y/N shook her head.

"Hermione says it's almost impossible." She said. "I'm reading over 'Magical Laws and Restrictions: a Basic Summary' in case I've missed anything. But it's no use."

Harry felt horrible. He knew how much Y/N liked magical creatures and how important Buckbeak was to Hagrid.

Y/N shut her book with a sigh and focused on her friend.

His hair was extremely messy today given how windy it was, but she really liked it. And Y/N couldn't help but grin to herself as she admired him. Harry caught her stare and she looked away quickly.

"How was your lesson with Lupin, by the way?" Y/N asked, trying to defuse the tension (A/N ~ haha Fred reference ;).

"I didn't get to practice today." Harry replied, grinning cockily at Y/N's embarrassed expression.

"Why's so?" Y/N questioned.

"Snape was wondering around." Harry said grimly. "By the way, remember when I produced a patronus at the match? What was its form?"

"You sure you want me to spoil it for you?" Y/N grinned.

"I mean- no, I guess not." Harry shrugged. "Listen, there's something I want to talk to you about."

"Oh, OK... go on," YN frowned and moved closer to him.

"Lupin told me that he knew the people who created the Marauders Map." Harry said. Y/N raised her eyebrows but nodded for him to continue. "He said they would want to lure me out of the castle for a laugh. I don't know, it's just... there's something unsettling about that. About him. Lupin, I mean."

"Oh," Y/N's face fell slightly. "I mean- he's sick, Harry. That's unsettling enough, don't you think?" But she knew exactly what was wrong with Lupin.

"Yes, but-"

"Tell me the names of the Marauders again," Y/N said, frowning slightly.

"Padfoot, Moony, Wormtail and Prongs." Harry replied.

"Padfoot... Moony... Moony." Y/N frowned to herself.

Something bugged her about that name. It was oddly familiar. It was like she'd heard it a lot of times before.

"Y/N?" Harry asked awkwardly. "You good in there?"

"Oh- yeah, I'm brilliant." Y/N replied quietly. "The name Moony just sounds...familiar. Doesn't ring a bell, though."

"Do you know what's wrong with him?" Harry asked innocently. "Can we help him?"

"I don't know, Harry." Y/N sighed. "Maybe he has problems back at home. Besides, I can't really imagine him turning out like Quirrell or anything. I feel like we can trust him."

"Yeah, I know. He's a nice guy." Harry nodded, looking up into Y/N's bright E/C eyes.

Her mesmerizing eyes have distracted him countless times for the past 3 years between their conversations.

"You know, you can ask Colin to take a picture." Y/N said, causing Harry to jump slightly. "It lasts longer." She smirked.

Harry looked away but remained silent.

"Team!" Oliver Wood's voice echoed the common room, causing everyone to jump violently. "Bed!"

"Final Quidditch match tomorrow." Harry said with a loud sigh.

"I forgot about that!" Y/N grinned. "Now you definitely need sleep. Go on, I need to read more of this."

"Don't stay up too late." Harry said in concern.

"I won't." Y/N smiled, mentally crossing her fingers. "Good night, Harry."

"Night, Y/N."

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It was the day of the final Quidditch match of the year- Gryffindor vs Slytherin.

Oliver Wood was going over each and every little detail possible with their 3 chasers. He waved his arms dramatically, acting out their techniques.

Katie Bell struggling to hide her laughter at Oliver's determination.

Meanwhile, the quartet and the twins were chatting casually about their classes.

"You did what?" Y/N exclaimed and stared at Hermione with wide eyes.

"She walked out of Divination!" Ron said, his mouth filled with toast. "Left Trelawny looking like- like- water please, I'm choking."

"Ron, don't speak while you're eating" Hermione scolded, but she was smiling.

Y/N knew she'd missed Ron. They were finally talking to each other and all was going well.

"It was nothing, really." Hermione said with a shrug.

"Nothing?" Harry laughed. "It was brilliant!"

"I wish I'd seen that." Y/N said jealously. "But I quit that subject long ago. By the way, Harry, how are you feeling?"

Harry's three friends turned to look at him. He was slightly pale and was in his Quidditch robes. It was his first final Quidditch match.

First year, he was in the hospital wing during the match, and last year's final match was cancelled.

"I'm brilliant." Harry said. "A little nervous, but brilliant."

"I see no reason why you wouldn't win," Y/N shrugged. "What about you, Fred, George? Nervous?" she turned to the Weasley twins who were sitting on either side of Hermione.

"When have we ever disappointed you, love," Fred winked. "I know we've said this before, but-"

"-we're definitely winning this year." George finished. Y/N chuckled at how they finished each other's sentences and continued with her breakfast.

~ littlest time skip :) ~

"Don't let the dementors get you, Potter!" Draco Malfoy marched past them in his green Quidditch robes.

"Oooooh, try not to faint!" Pansy Parkinson shrieked.

"Don't worry, Lupin will feed him some chocolates and he'll be all good again!" Malfoy snickered.

"That joke has been going on for as long as your dad's loyalty to Voldemort." Y/N spat back.

"Watch it, Scamander." Malfoy smirked. "You're not so fanciable when you're angry."

Y/N was so determined to punch him. Harry and Ron grabbed her shoulders back so she wouldn't kill the life out of Malfoy's smirking face.

Y/N tried to move out of Ron and Harry's grip for a while, but gave up. She put up her hands and flipped Malfoy off angrily.

Harry, Hermione and Ron's mouth hung open.

The Slytherins walked away, howling with laughter. Harry and Ron waited for them to be far away before loosening their grip. Y/N shook them off in frustration.

"You should've let me punch him." She huffed.

Her three friends were still impressed by her sudden gesture.

"Not gonna lie, that was bloody brilliant." Ron grinned. Harry and Hermione chuckled.

"Wait-" Y/N stopped walking. "Did you, Hermione Granger, just laugh at me flipping Malfoy off?"

"I suppose so," Hermione smiled with her nose in the air.

"You know, you've been acting funny, lately." Y/N eyed her bushy haired friend suspiciously.

"Exactly what I've been saying!" Ron chimed. "She's also been popping out of nowhere in the middle of our classes!-"

"Good luck with the match, Harry!"

The quartet turned around to see a group of giggling Ravenclaw girls.

It was almost scary to see how big the group was. Y/N could never bare walking pass them if she was alone.

Cho Chang was beaming at Harry, who awkwardly smiled back.

"You're going to be amazing!" Cho said, causing her friends to giggle heavily. Harry shrank back in embarrassment.

When the girls walked away, Ron nudged Y/N's arm.

"You've got to keep out for your man, mate." He told her with a sly grin.

Y/N hit him on the arm and didn't notice Harry blushing red.

"C'mon Harry,-" Said Fred.

"The match is starting soon, we better get going." George pulled Harry by the arm and started towards their changing room.

"Wait!" Harry struggled from the twin's grip.

"What is it, Harry?" Ron frowned.

"Oh, right, his bloody good luck hug from Scamander." Fred rolled his eyes.

George snickered and Hermione, Ron and Y/N laughed.

"It's not funny." Harry muttered. "That's the second time you've left me, Y/N."

"Please, your talking like a 5-year-old." Y/N teased. She laughed even louder at Harry's moody expression and pulled him into a tight hug.

"It's your cue to say 'you're going to do this, Harry.'" Harry whispered into Y/N's ear.

"You're going to do this, Harry." Y/N whispered back.

"Then, tell me 'you've never missed a single snitch before, don't worry.'"

"You've never met a single snitch before, don't worry."

"And then you're supposed to say, 'good luck, Harold'-"

"Harry!" Y/N pushed him away. "You might as well wish yourself luck."

Harry chuckled and tugged her sleeve

"I was just joking!- sorry, c'mon." He grinned mischievously at her eye roll.

Ron, Hermione and the twins proceeded not to interrupt their moment, but George was red in the face from containing his laughter.

"WEASLEY, WEASLEY, POTTER!" came Oliver Wood's booming voice. "The match is starting!"

"Oh, whoops." Fred acted panicked.

"We better go before Wood murders someone." George said.

"OK, go- good luck, Harold!" Y/N beamed. "You too, Fred, George,"

"Good luck!" Ron and Hermione waved.

The two walked along with Y/N to their seats, applauding and cheering the Gryffindor team.

They weren't at the best seats, since the three were quite late, but they managed to squeeze themselves through a pile of 12-year-olds.

"Go Gryffindor!" Said a blonde 2nd year Ravenclaw with a big lion hat.

"Luna, can you move a bit, I need to take pictures!" Said Colin Creevey, Harry's biggest fan.

"Guys, don't push," Y/N told them. "Colin, come besides me. There! Loads of space for the both of you."

Not after long, the Gryffindor and Slytherin team shot into the sky, as viciously as ever.

"AAAAAND THEY'RE OFF!" Lee the commentator said excitedly. "Look at that Firebolt go! It costs more than all the Slytherin's Nimbus 2001's combined! Ouch!Sorry, sorry, Professor McGonagall- I've learned my lesson."

Y/N chuckled. She loved Lee's commentating.

"AND THERE GOES SPINNET WITH THE QUAFFLE! She passes the ball to Angelina Johnson. Angelina races pass Flint- she ducks Montague perfectly and carries the ball towards the hoops-! SHE SCORES! YES, ANGIE! 10 - 0 to Gryffindor!"

Y/N cheered loudly along with the others.

The game went on for quite a long time. Hours of Gryffindors scoring and hours of Slytherins cheating.

Honestly, Y/N had no problem with the Slytherin house in general. She had several good friends from there, and never really had a problem with them. But their Quidditch team was made up of toxic and classist people, making it hard for her to like the house completely.

"I SWEAR TO GODRIC, FLINT!" She kept on yelling, when Marcus Flint did his third foul of the day.

"Gryffindor penalty!" Madam Hooch the referee yelled angrily.

Angelina Johnson missed the hoop out of anger. Everyone else was also in a bad mood.

Fred and George were sending bludgers everywhere, and Wood was screaming like mad.

"Come on, Harold." Y/N but her lip and jumped in her spot.

"He's going to get it, Y/N." Hermione said reassuringly.

"Especially after your holy good luck hug." Ron smirked.

"Haha, so funny...Shut up." Y/N muttered through gritted teeth.

"Katie Bell's got the Quaffle!" Lee continued into his pic. "She's being chased by Avery- who's catching up with- OH, WHAM IN THE FACE. Avery's nose is bleeding, yay! Nice Quaffle work from my best friend, George Weasley! Hey, don't look at me like that, Fred."

"Don't go off topic, Jordan." Professor McGonagall hissed.

"Right, Professor." Lee said sharply. "Oh, look what we've got, there!" He pointed at Malfoy on the other side of the pitch.

The crowd turned and panicked.

Malfoy was chasing after the snitch. His eyes were determined and his hand was only a few yards away.

Harry, who was near by, turned his broom sharply and sped after Malfoy.

His Firebolt was unbelievably fast.

The students and teachers held their breath as Harry caught up with Malfoy's broom.

Y/N gasped when Harry decided to let both of his hands go from his broom handle.

He used one arm to push away Malfoy's hand and drew closer and closer until his hand clasped the golden snitch perfectly.

The entire stadium erupted loudly.

Lee Jordan screamed into his microphone as Harry landed on the field.

Y/N and Hermione yelled and jumped enthusiastically. Ron was beaming from ear to ear, and Colin was shaking the Ravenclaw girl's shoulders excitedly.

The Gryffindor team sped down to the ground and threw themselves into the beaming Harry.

Wood was practically crying.

Y/N went down with the others and yelled,

"YOU DID IT- YOU REALLY DID!"

Her eyes were tearing with excitement and she ran to her best friend.

Harry's face was red and he was laughing, as Y/N joined Wood in hugging him. Everyone was hugging him by now, several people had tears in their eyes. Even Percy was yelling uncontrollably.

Professor McGonagall was crying and was wiping her tears with the Gryffindor flag.

Fred and George passed the big Quidditch cup to Alicia, then to Katie, then to Angelina. Wood grabbed the cup from Angelina's hand and hugged it for a while. He then passed it to Harry.

And as Harry looked into Y/N's teary eyes and as Wood cried uncontrollably next to him, he held the cup high above his head and felt like he could produce the world's most powerful patronus.

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A/N ~ There goes another chapter. This wasn't really good, but it was a subtle fill-in chapter. WE'RE SO CLOSE TO THE END OF YEAR 3! 2 more chapters left!

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