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Bloom's POV
I freeze along with the rest of my friends. In front of us are two people, male and female. The male is tall and has short, fiery red hair, light skin and blue eyes. The female next to him is a little bit above average height with long, curly brown hair, light skin and brown eyes. They both look to be around Harry's age. They are staring at us cautiously, which I don't blame them. If some strangers suddenly showed up in my home through the fireplace, I would be cautious too. Actually, I would probably be more than cautious.
"I will ask again, who are you and what are you doing in our house? Answer quickly before I boot you out for breaking and entering!" The red haired man says, looking ready to fight us along with the woman if need be.
Putting my hands up in a placating gesture, I'm about to tell them why we're here, but someone interrupts me.
"Now now Ron, Hermione, I'm glad that you know to be cautious around strangers, but there's no need for threats. I'm the one who brought them here." Harry's voice says behind me.
"Harry!" The woman, who I'm guessing is Hermione, yells, rushing towards Harry and wrapping him in a bone-crushing hug. "It's been a while. We missed you!"
Harry laughs and hugs her back. "I missed you both too, Hermione. Sorry I haven't had time to visit you both."
"It's alright mate, we know you're a busy person. To be honest, we have been busy as well, so it's not only your fault." Ron says, walking towards the two still hugging.
Hermione pulls away from the hug. "So Harry, to what do we own the honor of this visit, and who are these people?"
"They are Bloom, Stella, Flora, Musa, Tecna, Layla, Roxy, Sky, Brandon, Helia, Riven, Timmy, Nabu...and..." Harry points to each of us as he says our names, but trails off at the last one. Ogron.
He must be hesitating because if I remember right, it's not only Harry that Ogron betrayed, but Ron and Hermione as well. I don't blame him for wanting to put it off, and it looks like Ogron is thinking the same thing because he's hiding behind us, which is a shocking sight. Ogron never cowered like this before the earth fairies when they confronted him, so why is he now? Is he scared of Ron and Hermione? He didn't seem scared when he saw Harry again.
"Something the matter?" Ron asks.
"You kind of paused there Harry. Almost like there is something else you were going to say, but didn't." Hermione says suspiciously. I haven't known her but a few minutes, yet I can already tell she is a smart and perceptive person.
"Nothing gets past you Hermione." Harry says, smiling fondly. "You're right. There is someone else here that I want to introduce, I just don't know how you will handle him."
"What do you mean?" Ron asks, looking confused.
"Is it an enemy from our past?" Hermione asks, hitting it right on the dot.
"Yes." Harry motions for us to step aside. Once we do, Ogron is revealed. Ron and Hermione's eyes widen at the sight of him.
"Ogron, is that you?" Hermione asks, looking like she can't believe what she's seeing.
"It is." Ogron says, looking nervous.
"What's he doing here?" Ron asks, a slightly bitter tone in his voice.
"I know what you probably want to say Ron, but please listen to me first. Why don't the four of us go to Hermione's office and talk?"
"That sounds reasonable." Hermione says, walking over to Ron and dragging him towards a door near the end of the room we are in.
Before she goes into the room, she turns to us and smiles. "Oh I almost forgot. You already know our names, but how rude of us not to properly introduce ourselves. I'm Hermione Weasley and this is my husband, Ron Weasley. You can have a seat in the living room and wait while we talk. Feel free to look around, but don't touch anything. Most of the objects in our house are magical, so I would hate for you to get hurt."
I look around warily.
What do they have in their house that can hurt us?
Harry laughs at the expressions on our faces. He is now standing by the door to what I assume is Hermione's office with Ogron.
"No need to worry. What Hermione is saying is if you keep your nose out of stuff, you're less likely to be surprised. That and she probably doesn't want strangers touching anything."
"Harry!" Hermione smacks Harry on the back of the head. "Be nice!"
"Ouch! You still hit hard for your old age." Harry teases. Hermione hits him on the back of the head again.
"You're only a year younger than me, and I am not old!"
"Aww Hermione, you know I was just joking."
"I know. You have become cheeky in your old age. Plus, it's harder to hit you on the back of the head now that you're not so short." Hermione says, smirking.
Harry pouts as Hermione drags him into her office, an amused Ron and Ogron following. Once the door clicks shut, I state what must be on everyone's mind.
"That was interesting."
"Indeed." Tecna says.
Harry's POV
Once we are all seated around Hermione's desk, Ron is the first to speak up.
"What's the meaning of this Harry!?" He practically shouts.
Ron may have grown up a lot during the war, but he still doesn't forgive others quite so easily. Neither do Hermione or I, but we aren't as stubborn as he is and we are more willing to listen to what the other person has to say before jumping to conclusions.
"Ron, calm down. I'm sure Harry wouldn't willingly bring someone dangerous to our home. He wouldn't even do that unwillingly. Let's listen to what he has to say." Hermione says, always the voice of reason.
"Fine." Ron says childishly, causing me to smile fondly. I may not always like his childishness, but I'm glad he's still able to act somewhat like his old self with everything that's happened.
Hermione turns towards me, her eyes piercing."So Harry, why did you bring Ogron here?" Hermione asks, looking at said person suspiciously, which I don't blame her. If my friends brought an enemy to my house without explanation, I would be suspicious too. Not of my friends, but of the enemy.
Before I can even explain, Ogron does so for me. "Don't blame Harry. I was the one who asked him for help, but we found out he can't do it alone."
"Help with what?" Hermione asks, looking a bit shocked, but not overly surprised that Ogron defended me.
"Duman. He's very sick, so when all the people we tried going to for help failed, we brought him to Harry. We found out that he has a case of magical exhaustion which is causing his powers to become unstable. Harry brought us to Madam Pomfrey, and she found a way to help, but we need more than one powerful wizard." Ogron says.
"So that's why you're here. Why do you need our help? Can't you help Harry yourselves?" Ron asks.
"Ronald!" Hermione reprimands. "Don't be so rude!"
"I'm not! It was an honest question. We know how powerful the Wizards of the Black Circle are, so why would they need our help?"
"Because their magic is different from ours, so Madam Pomfrey and I aren't sure whether or not having them help would work or cause more harm. We don't want to take any chances of it being the latter." I say.
"I see. And what about those people in the living room? How are they involved with this?" Hermione asks.
"They were enemies, but now we have a truce with them." Ogron says, which is news to me. Then again, I never really thought to ask about their relationship.
"So what do you say? Will you help?" I ask, turning on my puppy dog eyes.
"You already know we're going to say yes, so why bother using those eyes on us? Although, I must say I'm quite shocked you're asking us for help." Ron says in amusement. He always gets a kick out of it whenever I use my puppy dog eyes. Especially when they work.
"Hey! What do you mean by that? And for your information, I knew what your answer would be, I just felt it polite to ask." I say, smirking, causing Ron to chuckle and Hermione to roll her eyes.
"Please, the only time you're polite is when you're at a business meeting. As for what Ron meant, we have known you long enough to know that if you can, you would rather keep us out of trouble than ask us for help."
I shrug nonchalantly, but on the inside, I know what Hermione said is right. But in my defense, I don't want to drag people, especially my friends, into my problems.
"I know you both will help me if I ask, but I still want to keep you out of as much trouble as I can. Besides, the only danger is if we mess up the spell, which I think we won't with the three of us, but you never know."
"We know Harry, but you have to know that you can rely on us anytime you need. You're not a burden and we know we can rely on you as well." Hermione says.
"Yeah mate, so don't feel bad. We have each other's backs." Ron says.
"Thanks guys. I really don't know what I'd do without you both." I say.
"Oh we can only imagine." Hermione says, looking serious as she gets up and walks around her desk, towards the door. "Now it's rude to keep our guests waiting any longer."
"Right."
Helia's POV
"They sure are taking their time." Stella says impatiently. Most people would think this rude, and in a way it is, but I know this is how Stella likes to mask her worry. Well that, and it's just a part of her personality. Stella doesn't like having to wait when there's someone in trouble. Neither do the rest of us, but most of us are better at masking our irritation and anxiousness.
I'm also a bit worried, but since there are no sounds of a fight or arguing, I assume things must be going well. That, and I'm a bit distracted. For some reason, Riven keeps glancing over at me, but when I turn to look back at him, he looks away. No one except Musa, Flora and I noticed because they are cuddled up together.
Getting Musa's attention, I mouth, 'Is something wrong with Riven?' when he's not looking.
I don't know. He's been acting strange lately. She mouth's back to me, looking concerned.
Now that she mentions it, I have noticed that Riven has been acting weird. Like only recently, when I hugged him, he tensed up. He also hasn't been getting into any fights with Musa, which is good I guess, but also weird since they tend to argue a lot.
Maybe I can ask him if anything is wrong after we help Duman.
I would ask him right now, but Harry, Ogron, Ron and Hermione just walked out of Hermione's office.
Nobody is frowning or scowling, so I assume everything went alright. At least I hope it did, for Duman's sake.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Hermione says apologetically.
"It's alright. So did you work everything out?" Bloom asks, looking hopeful.
"We did. Ron and Hermione are on board to help." Harry says, smiling. I let out a breath of relief. Now all there is to worry about is whether or not the spell will work and if it will help Duman.
"That's great!" Musa says excitedly.
"Now that everything is settled, perhaps we should get back to Hogwarts." Tecna says.
Harry nods. "Right. Back to the fireplace everyone."
Nodding, we all stand up and gather around the fireplace, each taking our turns until only Riven, Harry, Ogron, Ron, Hermione and I are left. As I'm about to take my turn, I feel a hand on my arm. Looking up, I see Riven standing next to me, a twinge of some emotion on his face that I can't read. What he says next shocks me.
"How about we go together?" He says, looking down at his feet. I don't know if I'm seeing things, but it looks like he's blushing. "You know, just to speed things up."
I smile at him fondly, but am a bit confused. He could have offered to go with Musa if that's the case, so why did he ask me?
"Alright then, shall we?" I ask, holding out my hand. He looks at it for a moment and I am shocked when the tiniest smile graces his lips. He looks so much more handsome when he is smiling.
Riven grabs my hand, pulls me into the fireplace with him, takes a pinch of floo powder, says 'to The Three Broomsticks' and the next thing I know, we are at The Three Broomsticks, our friends greeting us.
Harry's POV
"Those two are Riven and Helia right?" Hermione asks.
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"They like each other, don't they? I can tell by the way they were just acting around each other.
I laugh. I knew Hermione would catch on the minute she saw them together. I must admit, they would make a cute couple, now if only they could confess to each other. I get why they haven't because both are still in denial, but there is also the fact that they both have girlfriends. Girlfriends who might not take the news so well.
"Yeah. There's so much sexual tension surrounding them that it's almost suffocating to be in the same room as them when they are making lovey dovey eyes as each other. Thankfully for their friends, most of them are oblivious."
Hermione looks at me in amusement. "Oh, so they are just like you were when you liked Draco?"
I blush. "Hermione, I thought we agreed that we wouldn't bring that up anymore?"
"Wait, you like Draco?" Ogron asks, a dark look in his eyes.
"Not now, but I used to. We tried dating, but it only lasted a month before we realized we're better off as friends and business partners." I say. Ogron looks relieved.
"And to think you guys used to hate each other." Ron says, grinning.
I stick my tongue out at him. A bit childish, but hey, I never really had much of a childhood, so I'm making up for lost time. "If I recall, you hated him to. Actually, you still do hate him."
"Not as much as I used to. Now that he's not such a git anymore, he's easier to get along with." Ron says.
Hermione clears her throat, making Ron, Ogron and I turn our attention to her.
"We can talk later. Right now Duman needs help."
"She's right. Let's get going." Ogron says, looking more serious than he had been a few seconds ago. I watch as he hurriedly steps into the fireplace and disappears. I smile. He may have done some evil things, but he really does care about his comrades. It's nice to know that he's not completely heartless.
I turn to my best friends, who are watching me with smiles of their own.
"Guess it's our turn. We don't want to keep them waiting too long. After all, they can't really do anything without us." I say, holding my hands out to my best friends, who grab them.
We step into the fireplace, Hermione, who is closest to the floo powder, takes a bit of it and throws it down as we all say 'to The Three Broomsticks,' and bam, we're standing in front of the Winx Club, Specialists and Ogron.
"So who's ready to help Duman?" I ask.
"I know I most definitely am." Ogron says.
"And we'll help in any way we can." Flora says.
"Alright then, let's get back to Hogwarts."
It doesn't take us long to make it back to Hogwarts, and now we are all standing inside the hospital wing. The sight of not just Gantlos, Madam Pomfrey, Anagan and Duman greets us, but also two more familiar faces.
"Neville? Luna? What are you doing here?"
Sorry for the long wait. I intended to have this chapter up last month, but my computer crashed and I had to send it out to be fixed. It took about two weeks, so when I got it back, I caught up on other things before updating this story.