The Youngest Auror

"Bye! Have a good year!" cried out Mrs Weasley, to her four children along with their two friends.

Harry searched for a compartment, dragging his trunk along.

As prefects, the three were entitled to go into the private compartments.

They sat down, waiting in silence.

The train started, and they waved their good byes to the people of below.

They started their chat about responsibilities. The others were spread around the other prefect compartments.

Hermione looked at Ron.

He was slightly a wreck. He was talking the least out of the three, which was unusual.

"Ron, is anything wrong?" asked Hermione with concern.

"No, nothing Hermione," said Ron. "Actually, Harry, can you go out for a bit? I want to talk to Herm."

"Sure," said Harry, not showing confusion.

Harry wondered down the compartments. Which would be free? He opened one, in which he bumped into an Asian girl.

"Oh sorry! You're coming in?" she wore a pair of black trousers with a chain on it, and a sparkly white t-shirt. "Oh, you're not in formal stuff either. I knew I should have refused to wear this stuff."

"Yeah, I'm coming in as my friends want a little peace talk. Why?" Harry looked puzzled.

"I was going to go out and find some people to talk to. But as you're here, I might as well sit back down." The girl's short hair flicked as she clambered back to her seat.

Harry sat down, looking at her chain.

"Harry Potter," muttered the girl. "I'm Alessia Griffin, but people call me Ally a lot. Can I see your scar?"

Harry chuckled at the question. "Yeah," he pushed his hair out the way.

"Cool," said Ally slightly fascinated. "Oh, I don't know it Dumbledore told you, but I'm your - your guardian."

Harry raised one eyebrow. "I don't understand."

"I'm transferring to your year. I was born an auror, in which I killed my first dark wizard when I was ten, and I'm proud of that." Ally saw that he was eying her chain that hung from the front pocket of her trousers to the back pocket. It was like a muggle punk style. "This chain allows me to do my wand magic better, so I wish to learn more from Hogwarts." She patted her chain. "I am here to protect you as the youngest auror in the ministry."

Harry smiled at the statement. "Well, I'm kind of already one after defeating Voldemort,"

He saw that she did not flinch. "Yes, Voldemort was put down by you, as a baby. Amazing. The thing is I'm one of the people on his list so I have to help you out to put me in more danger than you are." Ally pushed her hair back. "I am to be loyal to you, as your protector and guardian. Nice thought, isn't it?"

Harry chuckled. "Yeah,"

Ally's eyes suddenly riveted to the window. "Duck," she said. "As in now, and I'm about to too."

They both ducked in unison, in which something came flying through the window.

It was a kind of dung bomb looking thing, but Ally panicked.

"Get out of here! Get Dumbledore from up front. It's a bomb. A dark arts bomb. GET OUT OF HERE!"

Harry rushed out, having one last look at the young witch. He ran to the front.

"PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE!" shouted Harry, as he ran through to the front.

Dumbledore walked out of his compartment as Harry was going to run into him. "Careful, Harry," he said. "What's the matter?"

"In Ally's compartment, there's a dark arts bomb what ever that is," said Harry, panting.

The old head master panicked. "Minerva!"

"I know, I heard, let's go," she said in a hurry.

"Stay here, Harry," said Dumbledore.

But it was too late.

A blast was seen from the side of the train, in which people screamed. The train came to a stand still.

Ally staggered out. Her shirt was ripped but her chain stayed in place, and was fully untouched. She fell to the floor, groaning.

Ron opened the door, Hermione shaking behind him with a Hufflepuff prefect.

Harry saw his eyes. He hadn't told her. Maybe the Hufflepuff prefect stopped him, he thought.

It was Hannah, not longer wearing the childish pigtails.

Ron gasped at the sight.

Ally shook her head, feeling the scratch on the side of her cheek. "I'm ok, I don't know about my stuff though," she stood up, wiping the dust. "It was a small one, just to blast me out. If Harry was in there, he would have been knocked straight out."

Harry ran to his friends. "Just someone I met," he said. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah," breathed Ally. She saw Hannah squeal from behind as Ally felt the blood on her lip. "Just need Madam Pomfrey to help me out."

Draco Malfoy witnessed the event.

He saw that she was an auror.

The one his dad had warned him about.

But Draco didn't want to be a death eater like his dad.

He wanted to be a hero, an auror like Ally.

His greyish eyes grew in concern. "You don't look ok," said Draco. "Hello Harry."

Harry was shocked by his welcoming smile.

"No need to be shocked. Hello to you too. We need to talk Harry. You too Ally, once you've recovered."

"I'll get myself treated. Ok, my stuff's ok. My wand luckily survived."

She showed a blackened wand.

"Right, what do you want to talk about? I'll talk to you both once I clear up this place." She muttered a few spells.

"She's saying spells to get rid of the dark arts stuff," said Malfoy. "I wish I was an auror."

"Why?" said Harry. "Your dad is a death eater, follow him."

"No," Draco said coldly. "I don't want to be like him. Cold and heartless. You know why I've been acting this behaviour all my life? To please him. Anyways, I wanted to be in Gryffindor."

"I'll believe you when you have been given truth potion," muttered Harry.

"He's telling the truth," said Ally. "I can read minds. Now get in."

The two boys went in.

"I understand how you feel Draco. If you want to be an auror, why don't you be yourself?"

"My father will literally kill me. He only takes me as a son when I behave like a death eater."

"Just keep away from him then," said Harry. "What you can do is admit to the ministry that he is a death eater, and stay with a relative."

"What relative? They're all Slytherins." Draco sighed.

"Or talk to Dumbledore," suggested Ally. "That's the right thing to do. Anyways, you might know who I am after you dad has been teaching you."

Draco nodded.

"Frustration," said Ron, coming into the compartment almost tearing his head out. "Hannah spoilt it!" He noticed Draco. "What do you want?" He said coldly.

"To get advice. I don't want to be whom I've been acting all these years. I want to be the one person I'd want to be. An auror. A Gryffindor."

"I can read minds Ron," said Ally.

"How - How did you know my name?"

"And I know about Hermione. Shame the moment you were going to tell her got spoilt."

Draco sniggered. "What?"

Ron's temper rose. "Oh thanks a lot,"

"No, I really want to know," Draco sighed. "Come on, you know about me."

"I fancy her. That's it."

"Then tell her," said Draco. "Oh, a question Harry."

Harry sat up. "Yeah?"

"You know what? I want to get away from that crowd. Can I - can I - "

"Yeah you can," said Harry. "You can. As long as he's telling the truth, right Griffin?"

Ally grimaced at her surname. "Yeah, he is,"

The four chatted along the way, and Ron went red as Hermione came in and introduced herself. Ron seemed to have boosted his confidence.

As they decided to have a snooze, Hermione was totally away in dreams. Ron kept awake and jumped slightly as Hermione's head fell onto his shoulder.

And he remembered their first year, tackling the mountain troll. His mind wandered off to what happened before, hurting her like that.

"She's a nightmare, honestly,"

The words sank in. He noticed Harry and Ally leaning on each other, Ally still alert for trouble.

Then he remembered what happened after dinner in the common rooms.

"Night all," muttered Harry. "Are you coming?"

"Wait, I just want to sneak in a bit of feast," said Ron.

"Pig," joked Harry and he went to bed.

Hermione wandered down in nightgown, seeing Ron alone getting a last bit of hot chocolate before going upstairs.

"Hello," said Ron awkwardly. "What you down here for?"

"Seeing you want more," said Hermione. "And I want to thank you a lot. You really saved my life."

"Well, muttering the first spell in my head that actually worked was pretty good," Ron stood up. "Never expected it."

"You're quite a nice person when I know you," said Hermione, brushing her hair. "And it's nice to see that maybe you can become a friend."

"Sure," said Ron smiling. "The more the merrier." He paused. "But you know you went past Harry today - crying? Err, well I'm sorry what I said. I really didn't mean it."

Hermione smiled at the apology, and went to sit next to Ron as he sat down again. "Apology accepted. A lot of people say things they don't mean, so you're not the only one. Like sisters and brother fighting, aren't we?"

Ron rolled his eyes. "Can't afford another one, after fighting with 5 brothers and not fighting with a sister. Oh well, I can manage."

Hermione giggled. "Anyways, I want to get up early to get my homework done. Night." She added a wave, and started walking up the stairs, then looked back to Ron and then went back to walking.

Ron blinked. He remembered this too much.

Draco was sleeping in the corner with one leg half up on the seat. His mouth was open, and Ron hoped he wouldn't snore.

Ron still saw Hermione on his shoulder. He put his arm around her, making sure she kept warm while she was asleep. He let go as he felt Hermione wake up.

"Oh sorry Ron," said Hermione. "You should have woken me up, you could have told me to get off."

"No, it's ok," said Ron. "You kept my shoulder warm."

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" said Hermione, changing the subject.

"Can we talk about it somewhere else? Ally is wide awake and alert no matter what state's she in."

Hermione giggled. "Ok, we'll talk about it when you want."

Ron looked over to Draco, who's mouth was still open. "I'm also scared that Malfoy will snore." He then glanced over to Harry and Ally. "And don't they look cute together?"

Hermione nodded in agreement. "Ally's his protector, not lover."

"Oh, so am I your protector?" said Ron. "After all, you leaned on my shoulder while I looked back to old memories, and that was a long time."

"Old memories?"

"Yeah, when it was the first Halloween at Hogwarts," said Ron. "I feel horrible about what I said."

Hermione sighed and leaned on his shoulder, in which he wrapped his arm around her. "The words sank in all right."

"I know. I feel horrible about that, saying it about you."

"But you did save me from a troll, using a spell that you thought wouldn't work."

"It came into my mind first!"

Hermione smiled. "The one you were angry about. The one I was so bossy about. You were really fed up with me." Ally moved slightly. "I think she's now aware that Harry's leaning on her. Maybe she's been aware about it for ages but she doesn't care."

"You know what? Come with me." Ron took Hermione's hand. "Let's go back to the compartment we came from in the first place."

They entered the empty compartment. They sat down, Hermione looking puzzled at Ron.

"Look, I have something to tell you too," said Hermione.

"Why don't we say it at the same time? I want to see the results."

Hermione smiled. "Ok,"

"Ok, one, two, three,"

A second's pause was felt before they both said in unison "I like you,"

They looked at each other in surprise.

"You do?" said Hermione.

Ron went pink. "Can you tell from the colour of my face?"

Hermione smiled. "Yeah,"

"As in, you know, more than friends?"

There was a silence.

"Yeah," said Hermione softly. They looked at each other.

Nothing could have been more romantic, they both thought. They were looking at each other with awe, until. . .

BOOM.

"HARRY, GET OUT OF HERE! STUDENTS GO DOWN TO THE END PLEASE!" Ally was rattling on some doors. "Get out of here, now!" said Ally, in which the pair ran for their lives with the rest.

Dumbledore found his way through the crowd. Draco ran, looking back at Harry.

"Potter! Come on! Come on we need to get through!"

"Let Potter stay son,"

Lucius Malfoy tried to push aside Ally. "What do you want?"

"Leave them. Leave them alone. Let your 'precious' son go. You only take him as a son because he's going to be a death eater."

"Why you say that?" said Lucius coldly.

"Because I don't want to be like you!" shouted Draco. "I want to be an auror! Not some job like a death eater!"

"Avada Kedavra," said Lucius, but Ally pushed him as Draco and Harry ducked.

"RUN! DON'T LOOK BACK!"

"NO ALLY! NOOOO!" Draco dragged Harry away, running.

"Potter, she will survive. She's tough."

"Against a powerful death eater? No way."

"Come on Weasley! Come on Hermione! LET'S GO!" Draco dragged Hermione and Ron along.

"First time you used my real name," said Hermione.

An image apparated in front of them. "Where are you going?" he hissed.

"Avery, leave us!" said Draco.

"I'm here for Harry. Nothing else."

"No, take anything but him," said Ron, his voice shaking with anger.

Harry looked over to his best friend with watery eyes.

"Take me instead. Kill me. Not him."

The trio behind him stood silent.

"Me too," piped up Hermione.

"Fine, you want me to take you," Avery grabbed both of them, in which they struggled away, but he caught them with his wand. "Don't worry, we won't kill you YET. Or should I?"

Hermione's eyes quivered. She got herself lose with Ron, following the fashion.

"Avada Kedavra."



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