Draco was sitting in the dimly lit Hog's Head with Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and Pansy.
"So, what about it, after Hogsmeade?" Blaise asked Draco.
"Sorry, I'm working on the Transfiguration project with Dahlia and Potter," he spit the second name.
"Lucky, that Dahlia's a treat," Blaise grinned.
"I know," Draco sneered, making Pansy grip his hand tighter.
"Excuse me?" She said shrilly.
"She is," he laughed, leaning back in the chair.
The door swung open and slammed shut, and there stood Dahlia at the entrance. She walked towards the counter, placed an order, and received a closed mug of liquid.
Draco grabbed her arm and she whipped around, frightened, "My goodness, Draco, you startled me!"
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to confirm that we are still meeting tonight in the library."
"Oh, yes," she gave a small smile, taking a sip of her drink, "I'll see you tonight," she turned on her deep brown Uggs.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron were all sitting in a small pub, drinking their steaming butterbeers. A few moments later, Dahlia came in, shivering from the odd autumn cold. She threw away a cup, and Harry waved her over.
"My gosh, it is really cold outside," she rubbed her arms and sat next to Hermione.
Harry smiled as he skimmed her for the millionth time the day. She had on a jean skirt with white tights, brown boots, a white undershirt with some lace, and a double breasted navy colored jacket with large gold buttons. Her pale skin was very flustered and red.
"Just a little," he teased.
Dahlia smiled, "Is that butterbeer?" She pointed at Harry's glass.
"Yeah, do you want some?" Harry pushed the glass towards her.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, go ahead," Dahlia's long fingers wrapped around the glass, and she took a short swig, "Thank you so much Harry."
The four got into a conversation for about ten minutes, then suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the door swung open. A panicked witch stood at the door.
"They're coming! They're here!" She screamed.
"Who?" Someone demanded.
"Death Eaters!" She turned and ran back out.
"Harry! What are we supposed to do?" Hermione called over the people pushing towards the door.
A group of people pulled Hermione and Ron out the door. Harry looked at Dahlia, who was forcefully biting her lip, "Don't leave me," she begged.
"I won't," Harry promised, "Come on!"
Harry maneuvered through the mobs of screaming people, Dahlia right behind him. A group of black robed Death Eaters stood a bit in front of Harry. Her took a sharp right and heard Dahlia's voice, "Harry? Where are you?" Then he heard her scream.
"Dahlia!" He called, bounding back to where he came from.
He spotted her in front of a few Death Eaters. Her wand was raised, and she said a curse and one Death Eater flew across the path.
"Crucio!" Another Death Eater aimed at Dahlia. She fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.
"Dahlia!" Harry ran to her side once the Death Eater turned around. Harry cursed him from behind and watched him fall to the ground, unconscious.
Dahlia stopped twitching, put her hand to her head, and opened her eyes, "Harry!" She jumped up with him. A Death Eater saw what happened to his alliance and raised his wand, pointing it at Dahlia.
"Avada Keda..." Harry pulled Dahlia out of the way, grabbing her hand. He ran with her to the edge of Hogsmeade and into a small patch of woods.
They both caught their breath for a few moments. Dahlia's vivid powder blue eyes were filled with tears.
"Dahlia," Harry took her face in his hands, "Are you alright?"
Dahlia looked into his bright emerald eyes and wiped a tear out of her eye, "Yeah, I'm still really sore from the……uh…..curse," she awkwardly said. Suddenly, she threw her arms around Harry's neck and gave him a tight hug, "Harry, thank you so much!" She gushed.
"It was nothing," he said, sheepishly blushing.
"You saved my life," she whispered.
Everything turned black, and Harry heard Dahlia scream once more.