12 HOURS BEFORE
-¡Weasley! ¡Malfoy! Maybe you want to stop laughing and come forward to show the class how to do the spell I just explained- Professor McGonagall told them. Malfoy was the first to get up and raised his wand -¡Opugno! - and from the tip of the object several birds flew at speed and when they crashed against the wall they made a sharp sound, like a gunshot.
-Well, your turn, Mr. Weasley- and before it began, he saw that the blonde murmured something in Ron's ear, which seemed to leave him surprised and excited -We're waiting for you, Mr. Weasley- the woman insisted.
His friend repeated the same wand movement and the Slytherin's words. To everyone's surprise, he had succeeded on the first try. Hermione looked as surprised as Professor McGonagall.-Well, five points for both houses. It's good to see that you two have followed the example of their classmates- She commented, looking askance at Harry and Hermione -And have finally left their laziness behind and started taking their studies seriously-
-¿What did you say to him?- Harry asked after class.
-I told him that if he managed to do it I would give him five Galleons- and he took a couple of coins out of his pocket.
-¿Did you bet him he wouldn't make it?- Hermione told him.
-¿What better motivation than gold? Not all of us have your gratuitous taste for learning. Better use that big brain of yours to make money-
-Bets are dumb- she replied, blushing and refusing to answer -I thought your father had taken your money-
-The family vault is locked to my mother and me, but not the house, where we keep the family jewels- he replied, smiling maliciously -I sold a couple to Mundungus Fletcher and another to Zabinni-
-¿Did you steal jewels from your father's family and then sell them to give money to a Weasley? ¡This day just keeps getting better!-
-Remember this moment the next time you want to summon a Patronus-
While they were joking, Harry headed to Hogsmeade to spend the day. They had spent the last few days studying and learning non-stop. He told them about the baby that was Sirius's. They were as shocked as he was -¿Are you serious? ¡Congratulations! Looks like you'll have a little godson to look after and Draco will have a second cousin- Hermione commented.
-I didn't know that Madame Rosmerta had a sister ¿Is she just as pretty?- Ron asked.
-That's not the point, Ronald!- Hermione snapped.
-She has the same face as her sister but with black hair and dresses like Bill, rebellious style- Harry answered.
-Interesting- said the blonde.
-Hopefully we can meet her when we go to Grimmauld Place- Ron added.
-¿Who are they talking about?- asked Ginny who had approached along with Daphne and Luna.
-Madame Rosmerta's sister, apparently she is expecting Sirius's baby -Draco told she. And at that fact the three girls were as surprised as Harry when he found out.
-This deserves a celebration!-
-¿A round of butterbeer?-
-I was talking about something stronger- Ginny suggested and took a flask out of her backpack.-¿Firewhiskey?- Daphne confiscated it from some fourth graders.
-¡Ginny!- said Hermione -You're a prefect, you can't do that! Besides, you're only fifteen-
-¡Don't be so rigid Hermione! It will only be a sip for each of us. With everything we've faced, a drink of alcohol would be the least dangerous thing we've ever experienced-
-It's a good compensation for the Black family whiskey you gave to my mother. Yes, you made a good impression on him-
-I learned well about protocols and how to deal with the pure-blooded ladies of high society- she replied and they both smiled, clinking their glasses in celebration. After a while of laughing and remembering past anecdotes, Harry began to feel strange, dazed and weak.
-Is it me or was that drink stronger than I thought?- Ron asked and immediately several hooded figures appeared there, in broad daylight and pointing their wands at them.
-Don't make any strange movements or you will pay dearly. Potter come with us-
-¡In your dreams!- Ginny screamed and threw the drink in his face and then cast the fire spell on her. Being soaked in alcohol, the fire was amplified and the subject began to burn in flames. Everyone tried to protect themselves, but they were weakened by what they had consumed.
-¡Desmiaus!- Harry shouted but he was barely able to launch a weak spark, which was easily blocked by one of them.
-¿That's all? What a sad display of magic. If we had known it was that easy we would have come for you a while ago-
-¡Spread out!- Harry said and everyone started running in various directions. He knew he was the target so he had to get them away from his friends. And since he couldn't perform magic correctly he had to use another method, using his reflexes in Quidditch to dodge the attacks, some people began to run in terror when they saw the hooded men. Fortunately, others there saw him and tried to help him.
-¡Stay away, cowards! - A woman told them, casting a spell which caused one of them to end up on the floor.
-¡Don't get involved woman! Avada...! -but before he could launch the attack another person had thrown a muggle-style bottle at him.
-¡Thank you!- he shouted. But he couldn't stay, he was not in condition, he felt increasingly weaker and that his powers were not at the level to maintain a duel against a Death Eater. He continued running until he reached a closed place, having no choice he broke the glass and went inside in the hope of finding something that would help him get out of that situation.
-You can run but you can't hide, Potter!- shouted one of them who was following his trail. Harry didn't know what to do, seeing that he didn't have many alternatives he used all his energy and focused his wand on a bucket he had found there "Merlin let this work" and focusing all his strength he tried to enchant the object -¡Portus!- but of course a simple blue spark came out of the wand, he had to do it two more times until the object seemed to be surrounded by a blue aura and after vibrating for a second it stopped. He had succeeded, but he had gotten very tired performing that incantation.
Just at that moment two Death Eaters entered, one of them cast a spell on him that caused cuts on his body -¡Don't kill him! ¡Our lord wants him alive!
-They ordered us "alive", they did not say "unharmed." We can say that it was just a warm-up for what awaits him when the dark lord gets his hands on him. Besides, Potter and I have unfinished business-
Harry was in pain from the wounds he had received, but he wasn't going to give up -Tell your cowardly master that if he wants a piece of me, he should move his mongrel ass and do the dirty work- and he immediately took the object. and disappeared from there.
PRESENT
His eyes began to open slowly, he could feel his body a little sore but he felt much better. When she sat up she remembered the last thing that had happened. He leaned against the pillow and could see the bandages on his shoulder and leg -We were in Hogsmeade with the others, we had just a couple of sips of the drink that Ginny and Daphne had confiscated. It had something in it, that's for sure, the question it's who was responsible for adulterating it and how he or she managed to send that drink into our hands- he said to himself mentally. But she couldn't think about that now, he had to go back and help her friends, he needed her wand and his clothes. He saw a bottle of water next to her bed and some biscuits, he didn't know whether to take them or not, doubting if they were also poisoned.
Just at that moment the door to the room opened -I see you're already awake, but you should still get some rest. Fortunately your injuries were not serious- said the young man who had entered and sat in the chair next to him-Eat a little, they are fresh- he said, helping himself to one.
-Dudley...I...¿What are you doing here?-
-I could ask you the same question, you showed up at the church with injuries and you passed out before I could talk with you. I spend a lot of my time here helping with meetings and the children's choir-
-I must admit that it is the last place I expected to find you- he responded surprised.
The teenager smiled -Yes...me too-
-¿How did you end up here?-
The teenager took a breath -After you left, things got worse at home, dad started drinking more than necessary, he lost his job and social services came for me. I got into a lot of trouble with gangs and ended up in a reform school, I thought my life was over until I met Father Williams, he showed me that there was a better way, that God has a plan for everyone, if we are willing to listen. He convinced the judge to allow me to continue my studies in exchange for doing a lot of community service, plus he got me into a sports program. I also made good friends with his niece- he said, blushing, implying that he had fallen in love with her.
-Sounds like she's a special girl-
-She is. She and her uncle saved me from ending up on a dark path - and then he seemed to feel bad, as if it was difficult for her to continue - Harry... I'm so sorry... the way I treated you as a child was horrible. I mistreated you, humiliated you, threatened anyone at school who wanted to be your friend and you never did anything to deserve it. I was a real stupid. I hope that one day you can forgive me- he said with a broken voice.
Harry was stunned, he couldn't believe that the chubby, bully boy who made his life miserable during his childhood had become a religious boy who helped his community and tried to apologize to him. He saw that his cousin was being really sincere -It's okay, Dudley. That's behind us- he responded with a small smile.
His cousin seemed relieved, as if the weight of guilt and shame that he had carried for so long on his shoulders became lighter -You are a good person, better than I was. Now ¿Are you going to tell me what happened to you all these years and how you ended up in this state? - Harry gave him a brief summary of his last years at school: learning magic, fighting dark wizards, dragons, spectres that absorb the soul and many other situations - ¡Incredible! I see you haven't had time to get bored. And that Lord-whatever-his-name...?-
-He is an evil wizard who wants to destroy me and all those he considers unworthy, such as muggles, that is, non-wizards like you or those wizards whose parents are not, like my friend Hermione, or my mother-
-Basically a kind of fanatic who wants to destroy those who, according to his creed, are "impure"-
-That's how it is. And apparently there's a prophecy that says we'll both have to fight and only one will be left standing. That's why he has sent his men to do his dirty work. Somehow they managed to get me to drink a poision that caused my magic and strength to decrease and I had to run for my life-
-And you ended up here, of all the places in the world ¿What are the odds? Mysterious ways...- he said looking up.
-Certainly. Dudley, I need my clothes and my wand, my friends could be in trouble or hurt- she said, getting up slowly. He could walk, but he felt pain.
-You are of no use to them if you are injured. Wait a little longer, I will go look for your clothes, which should already be dry. You had many injuries, but in a while you will be able to leave -And he took out of his pocket his wand and the small bag that he used to store various magical objects -Here you go. I took them before anyone else saw it- And when Harry held it in her hand, it gave off a little spark, as if wand and master had reunited after a long time.
The boy bit his lip -You know, I tried to use it. I said some magic words, like those on television, but nothing happened-
-Magic comes from us, the wand is only a conduit that makes it easier to perform or control. Although some magicians are able to perform it without it, it is more difficult, it requires a lot of practice and training.
-Like a gymnast who needs to practice with a light weight before he can lift something heavier-
At that logic, Harry was surprised -I think it's the best explanation about magic I've ever heard from a Muggle- he said, smiling. And at that moment they heard noises.
-How strange, there were no meetings today, maybe it was one of the parishioners. Wait a second - and when he was alone he rejoined. He tried doing a couple of simple spells, like illuminating or burning. Then he tried the levitation charm making his charmed bag fly in the air. His joy was interrupted by the sound of something breaking. He slowly left his room and could hear some voices.
-I will ask you one last time, Muggle, where is the young man?-
-I have no idea what they're talking about sir- his cousin responded.
-¿Lying in the house of God? Bad choice boy ¡Crucio! - and the boy began to writhe on the floor, due to the pain that the hooded man was inflicting on him. Harry couldn't sit still watching another innocent victim suffer to protect him from those bastards, but there was nothing he could do. He was not in full condition, he would need a miracle to face them and just at that moment a spark was lit in his mind, it was a desperate measure but he had no option and he put his hand in his bag, praying that what he was looking for was still there. .
The hooded man was standing in front of his cousin .¿Have you changed your mind or do you need another dose of pain?-
-¡Screw you!- He responded, showing him the middle finger -Forgive me, Father, for my sins- he said, closing his eyes.
-¿Have you finished making peace with your God? Good trip - and he pointed his wand at him ready to end his life.
-¡Get away from him!- he yelled at her.
-Well, well. You finally show your face, Potter. You don't know how long I've waited for this moment - said one of them and showed him his right hand which had been amputated and replaced with a metal one - As I said: We have a pending account -
-Harry..¿What are you doing? ¡Get out of here!- Dudley told him, but he didn't move from his place.
-You better get out, while you still can and with the hands you still have-
-Save us the threats, we know you're weak and hurt. Look at you!- He said, pointing to his bandages -Even this muggle could finish you off. Your luck ran out Potter-
-Oh.. on the contrary, my luck has just improved a lot- and he quickly took out his wand which began to emit green sparks -Your luck, on the other hand, is running out-
Ginny and the others were helping a woman and her son out of some debris that had fallen from one of the stores. They were lucky that aurors from the Ministry and members of the Order appeared there and gave them a hand against the hooded men, a couple managed to escape, but two were killed. It wasn't a big deal though, since they were a couple of young men who had just joined Voldemort's ranks, one of them having graduated last year.
The adults told them to go back to school but they flatly refused, they couldn't leave knowing that Harry could come back and need help. Fortunately, none of the group was seriously injured, beyond a few bruises and a terrible scare.
-They can stay a little longer. But as soon as the sun starts to set, you will have to go back to school and do your daily routine ¿Is that clear? - the werewolf told them.
-The Death Eater has already been taken care of and the few injured were taken to St. Mungo's, but none of them seem seriously hurt- said the blonde who had spoken to his cousin Tonks about him.
-¿Do you think he has been captured?- Ron asked.
-¡Do not be pessimistic! We talked about Harry. He knows how to defend himself- Hermione replied.
-But with his magic weakened...- Ginny said extremely worried.
-I'm sure he'll be fine- Daphne added, putting her hand on her shoulder. The redhead made a strange expression when she felt the contact with her friend.
-Have some faith- said a voice. And when they turned around they saw Harry smiling. His face was tired, but he looked much better than them.
-¡Harry!- everyone shouted. Hermione and Ginny ran towards him, hugging him tightly.
-I'm sorry it took me so long to get back- And when he noticed that Ron's sister was still hugging him, he turned red but also very happy, without knowing why.
-Ginny, you can let him go now or you'll leave him gasping for air- Draco said maliciously and the girl realized that she had stayed almost stuck to him. And she quickly pulled away, letting him catch his breath.
-You look like mom- Ron commented -I'm glad to see you're okay, mate. You had us very worried-
-¿Where were you?- His friend asked.
-I tried to create a portkey like Dumbledore did but it's more difficult than I thought. Especially being weakened, I couldn't get him to transport me to St. Mungo's but I was lucky and I did get him to take me to London. I hid in a church, and as fate would have it, it was the one where my cousin Dudley works.
-¿Dudley? ¿That muggle cousin that always bothered you?-
-The same, but he has changed a lot these years. He apologized to me for how he had treated me and healed my wounds. He endured the Cruciatus Curse and was willing to let himself be killed rather than tell those cowards where he was. But I already took care of them, I called Dobby to tell Dumbledore everything so he could send members of the Order to take them to Azkaban.
-¿How was it that you were able to fight against them being in that state? We were just beginning to feel the effects of the drink wearing off-
-A little skill, and a little extra help- and he took out of his pocket two small empty vials -Herbovitalizing potion plus an extra drink of Felix Felicis-
-¡Incredible! They had no chance against such weapons-
-The first one I still have an extra pair just in case, unfortunately I had to use Professor Slughorn's prize, but it was worth it-
-Now we can go back to school and focus on homework- Hermione said.
-Let's better think about finding out where that adulterated drink came from. We need to know who the girls confiscated it from and then have that student tell us who gave it to them-
-There's no need. I know who it was- Ginny responded and everyone looked at her surprised. The redhead turned to her partner looking at her seriously -¿Isn't that right Daphne?- and before the girl reacted, she pointed the wand at her -¡Inarceous!- and the blonde was trapped in some ropes, leaving her immobilized and she took the wand out of her. pocket.
-¿What are you doing? ¡You lost your mind! ¡Daphne is our friend!- her brother claimed. Everyone was surprised at such an accusation.
-Ginny, I don't know what you think... but you're wrong...- the Ravenclaw said, she was sweating and looked very nervous.
-When Harry returned we were all happy and relieved. You were the only one who felt guilty and scared. At first I thought it was the fault for having been the one who gave me the bottle, but I perceived something else when you touched me - she took a breath and continued -¿You didn't confiscate it from anyone, right? Don't try to deny it, I can sense your fear and shame now- she told her in a cold tone. The girl looked scary.
-¿What do you mean by "perceive"?- Ron asked.
At that moment a thought crossed Harry's mind. He didn't know if it was the luck potion acting up and making his brain work better or the fact that he had already seen that kind of ability before. In his director and in Voldemort himself -Ginny ¿Can you... do Legilimency? -He asked surprised.
-¡¿What?!- the others shouted. They looked at her waiting for the girl to say it was impossible, but she just nodded.
-¿Since when?-
-Shortly after Sirius. I had migraines and I felt voices, as if they were murmuring near me. I thought I was going crazy, but Professor Snape told me it was a sign that that power was emerging and these last few weeks he started giving me private lessons. He said that once I master it completely I can start learning Occlumency.
-¡Incredible!- Ron commented, forgetting for a moment about the girl's betrayal.
-¿Why did you do it Daphne? I thought we were friends-
-You don't understand, they...¡They have my sister!-
-¿You have a sister? You never mentioned her. Is she at Hogwarts?
-She is a Squib, or at least almost always. Normally she is incapable of doing magic, although sometimes she seems able to perform it without problem but she has a hard time. Her name is Rebecca-
-¿What else have you hidden from us?-
-Go ahead, tell them your real name- Malfoy told her -Your father's name-
The girl looked at the ground, embarrassed and sobbing -Lestrange. My father is Rabastan Lestrange-
-Rodolphus Lestrange's brother, Bellatrix's husband- the blonde added.
-¿You knew it? ¿Why didn't you ever tell us?-
-It wasn't my place to tell you and as far as I knew she and her sister have never had a relationship with her father-
-That's right, my mother died giving birth to my sister and me. We were raised by our grandmother. The only time I saw my father was when she was a child. He had gone to find out if my sister and I were witches. She rarely showed signs of magic but I did. To protect us she told him that we were both born without magic and she made us drink a potion to nullify our powers, that way he would have no interest in us. It was during the battle of the department of mysteries that I ran into him, he was wearing a mask so I didn't know it was him, but he recognized me right away, according to my grandmother, my sister and I are the spitting image of my mother. It was during the summer that they showed up at my house. They killed my grandmother and took Becca to a cabin that the Lestrange family has and if I didn't do what they asked of me, they would do the same to her- she answered with tears.
Harry was with many emotions on top of him, he was angry at the betrayal of his friend, with whom he had shared so many things. They had been together in the DA against Umbridge, he had fought at her side against the dark forces. But he also felt sorry for her, her father was a monster who never showed interest in his daughter until he found out she was a witch, her sister who was born without being able to control magic was kidnapped, and the woman who raised her and loved her as if she were her mother was killed. He took a sigh and approached - We're supposed to be a team Daphne, part of it is trust. We all have the right to have secrets, but not when it affects others and puts them in danger. I thought you knew, you're smart, like everyone else in your house- he told her with anger, mixed with disappointment and sadness.
-I'm so sorry Harry. Believe me, I didn't want any of this. I know that my family has caused a lot of damage and I thought... I thought that they would think that she was just like them, that if they knew it they would not talk to me again or that if I didn't do what they said she would die-
-¿Why would you think that? We even accept Malfoy- said Ron -No offense- he added quickly.
-Not at all-
-We are not like them. We would never judge you for what the Lestranges did, any more than we would judge Draco for the things his father did. You should know that by now- he answered seriously and then turned to Ginny -Free her-
-¿Are you serious? ¡She just confessed that she betrayed us!-
-She didn't do it because she was paid or because she was a loyal follower like Barty Crouch Jr, who voluntarily worked for Voldemort. She did it to protect his sister, now I need you to tell me where that cabin is and how to get there. We will bring her back-
-I don't know where it is. I only went once, it was similar to Draco's house, overlooking the river. I have no idea how to get there, I swear-
-If the house is in the name of your father or his family then there must be a record of his address at the Ministry. Any property where a wizard lives must be registered so that if magic is detected they know who performed it or also in Gringotts if they wanted to make a real estate investment under the radar, to avoid paying taxes - suggested Hermione and everyone was surprised at such a brilliant idea.
-Perfect. I'll go to school, I still have a couple of hours of liquid luck left so I'll take advantage of them- and before leaving there he turned to the girl, who was still on the floor -You should have trusted us more Daphne. That means being part of a team-
-¿And what will we do with her?-
-Contact those of the Order. I will go to Dumbledore and give him a brief summary so that we can leave as soon as possible -¡Accio broom! -And when the gift that Sirius had given him arrived, he got on and flew quickly towards the school.
Hours later Dumbledore and Harry returned to the girl's sister. They had notified the Ministry about the kidnapping of Daphne's sister at the hands of Death Eaters and as soon as they obtained information about the assets and properties of the Lestrange family they sent aurors, accompanied by members of the Order. The girl was found alive, and although she was somewhat malnourished and traumatized by the experience, she would be fine. They assured her partner that once she gets better, they would get her help from specialists so that she can control her magic or at least keep it under control. Daphne wouldn't go to Azkaban for what she did, nor would she be expelled from it, but she would have detention every weekend until she finished the school year and she would only be allowed to use her wand under supervision. .
-I completely accept the consequences, professor. I was a fool, Harry was right, I should have trusted my friends. After everything we've been through... - she said, crestfallen and ashamed.
-Certainly a long and difficult road awaits you to recover that relationship. I advise you to concentrate on your studies, give them some time. Everyone deserves a second chance, eventually that wound will close and they will be able to leave this behind - the director told her before the girl left.
The last few weeks had passed quickly. Christmas was approaching and layers of snow could be seen all over the trees and around the school. Hagrid had already placed the enormous tree in the Great Hall while Flitwick levitated the decorations.
They still hadn't spoken to Daphne, but luckily they saw little of her. Since almost all classes she had to do alone and controlled by the Head of her house. Slytherin had won against Hufflepuff and Griffindor against Ravenclaw. Only the grand final was missing and the old rivalry between both houses would make the last match more stimulating. After the lions' victory they saw Ron and his teammates celebrating.
-Let him enjoy while he can, in a few weeks we will be like this, holding the trophy- Draco commented as he finished writing on his parchment.
-Obviously, with Harry as captain, me as seeker and you as guardian. It will be as easy as casting the "Lumos" spell and ¡Oh!...- Ginny exclaimed and when they turned around, saw a girl from Griffindor who grabbed Ron by his face and kissed him without warning.
-That girl has terrible taste- the blonde commented and then turned to see Hermione's reaction. The girl did not seem happy to see her friend kissing her partner.
-You should be careful- said Hermione, who was trying to concentrate on her book -I heard some girls in the bathrooms talking about giving the boys a love potion they bought from Fred and George and putting it in Valentine's chocolates. Romilda Vane said she would give some to Harry and Parkinson to Draco-
-¿Really? Wow - Harry asked, surprised and feeling flattered that someone would go to so much trouble just to get him to notice her.
-¡Wake up Harry! She's only interested in you because you're famous and he thinks you're "The chosen one."
-But I am- he said, smiling mischievously and the girl hit him with the book on his arm.
-¿Do you want the same thing to happen to you that happened to Riddle's father? -And when he remembered that detail he returned to reality. As always, his friend was his cable to the ground.
-Sorry. I promise to be careful ¿So are you going home for Christmas?
-Yes, relatives will come and we will have a meeting at my grandmother's house ¿What will you do? -
-We rented a couple of apartments and enchanted them to connect them to each other. It will only be a few days-
-¿It's not dangerous?-
-Dumbledore, Moody and the others took every precaution, except for the Fidelio Charm. The chimneys are blocked, we ask personal questions when someone comes to make sure they are really who they say they are, we apply enchantments to cancel the Imperius curse and there is a magical barrier that nullifies the polyjuice potion and as an extra touch if someone who bears the dark mark approach the door, all alarms will activate-
-¡Brilliant! Dumbledore is a genius-
-Actually, the thing about the dark mark was Professor Snape's idea- he responded, not very enthusiastic. Again, despite his dislike of the man, he proved to be of great help.
-If you want you can go the next day. There is plenty of room and probably food too-
-It will be a big bustle, among all the Weasleys, Draco with his mother-
-I also invited Madame Rosmerta and her sister-
-I like them, they're nice- Draco said.
-You mean pretty, like "Flerrrg"- commented Ginny -Who unfortunately will also come. Mom wanted Tonks to come, she still hopes that she and Bill will end up together.
-The good thing is that if that happens, you will no longer have to put up with her as her sister-in-law and she will be single- he replied, smiling. Harry noticed how Hermione frowned, just like when he saw Ron kiss the girl.
Christmas Eve had arrived and almost everyone was already present. For the first time, Mrs. Weasley did not have to take care of the food since the elves did almost everything, although on more than one occasion she offered to help them. But soon she was sitting having a glass of wine with Draco's mother. The twins showed her products to Madame Rosmerta and her sister Lucille, who laughed loudly. They told them that they couldn't wait to meet the next troublemaker at school who would continue his father's legacy, which they continued with honor.
-You were very kind to invite us to your house, "Haggy" - Fleur had told him, who upon entering greeted him by giving him a kiss on both cheeks -Bill will be coming from work soon. They've all been very busy-
-The more the better- he responded, blushing at the greeting.
-It's none of your business, Ronald- Ginny heard her brother say angrily.
-¿What's happening now?- Her mother asked.
-I was just wondering where she got that from- Ron responded, pointing to the small gold bracelet she was wearing on her wrist, which was shaped like a snake, with ruby eyes.
-It was a Christmas gift from a schoolmate. Nothing else-
-It was from Zabinni ¿Wasn't it? First chocolates, the plant and now this-
-¿Isn't that one of your grandmother's jewels, Draco, by any chance?- Narcissa asked her son after seeing the object up close.
-I sold it to Zabinni. I should have imagined it was to give it to her, it wouldn't look good on him- he said, sarcasm on her part.
-You should return it or at least give it to Mrs. Black. You shouldn't have accepted the gift Ginny, now he will think that you likes him too, and I must also warn you that boys of that age have certain pretensions - her mother warned her. The girl looked into her eyes as if she were trying to hypnotize her and then blushed -¡Merlin mom! I'm not going to kiss him or do THAT, just because he gave me a piece of jewelry ¡I'm not a slut! -She replied, offended.
Her mother turned as red as her hair at that response and then she regained her composure -¡The fact that you can do Legilimency now, doesn't mean you should use it all the time, especially with your own mother!- she snapped.
-I'm sorry, sometimes it activates accidentally- she responded with false innocence -I'll only use it for a few days, then I'll give it back, I don't want he think that I was nice to him so he gave me shiny things, I'm not one of those. I will try to be subtle and kind so as not to hurt his feelings -and then she looked at the object -Although you will not deny that it looks pretty on me-
-Better on your wrist than in a pawn shop or in the hands of Mundungus Fletcher- Harry told her, remembering what that small-time thief did with other people's treasures.
-Excuse me, young lady ¿Did your mother just say that you can do Legilimency?- Narcissa Black asked, surprised.
-Yes, ma'am, although I still have a lot to practice to be able to control it completely, but I'm on the right track. Professor Snape said that soon I will no longer need his assistance and I will be able to learn the opposite branch of him, that is, Occlumency. And he told me, Harry, to remind you not to forget to practice it daily-
-How nice- he said sarcastically.
-I´m impressed, so young and so talented. And very pretty too, otherwise you wouldn't have boys giving you expensive gifts - and the redhead blushed at the flattery, while the woman turned to where her son was - This is the type of young lady you should take on a date, Draco. Someone with so much potential, would be perfect for you-
-Mother, please- he responded, trying not to get embarrassed.
-I think the same, a boy as charming and handsome as yours...it would be a terrible waste to see him without a partner- Mrs. Weasley added, looking at both of them.
-¡Arrgghh! ¡You are impossible, mom! - Her daughter responded and went to sit on the other side of the table.
-¿Is it my idea or are they trying to pair them up?- Ron asked Harrr -¿Can you imagine Draco as my brother-in-law?- he joked.
-It's better than Zabinni or Corner- he responded, feeling strange when thinking about that scene. At that moment the doorbell rang and that brought him out of his thoughts. When he went to the door and looked through the peephole, he was surprised to see Percy Weasley next to the Minister of Magic himself, Rufus Scrimgeour, who had recently been appointed, according to the latest editions of "The Daily Prophet" that he had read.
-¿Who is Harry? - Mrs. Weasley asked and when she saw her son standing at the door with his boss, the woman was stunned -Percy...- and at that moment his brothers and the rest approached the door. No one said nothing for a few seconds until the young man spoke.
-Merry Christmas, motherr- he said formally. His mother approached him and hugged him tightly, as she did with everyone.
-¡Mrs. Weasley, the precautions!- Harry reminded her and the woman quickly separated and did the necessary checks to make sure.
-It's good to see that the pamphlets we sent to print were taken seriously. We're sorry to interrupt, Percy and I were around the neighborhood, doing work, and he couldn't resist the temptation to come say hello and wish them a Merry Christmas-
-Go ahead, go ahead Mr. Minister! ¡Eat some turkey, or drink a glass of wine!-
-No no. Thank you madam for your generous hospitality. Now while you guys catch up, I would like to chat for five minutes with this young man- he said, pointing to Harry -It will only be a moment- and they went towards the door. The man talked about frivolous topics until the real reason for his visit emerged. He began to suggest to her that it would be a good idea if people saw him entering and leaving the Ministry from time to time, giving the impression that they were working hand in hand against the dark forces. And he even offered him a couple of bodyguards so that the incident from days ago would not happen again.
-¿Wouldn't that make it seem like I agree with his policies?-
-Well yes, that's the idea. Raise people's morale, see how the great Harry Potter fights bravely alongside men and women dedicated to the forces of good. Dolores Umbridge said that you wanted to be an Auror, well that can be easily solved - and at the mention of that woman, Harry's blood began to boil ¿Did that horrible woman still work for the Ministry? -So what do you think?-
-Yes, good. Im afraid that I will have to reject the offer, Minister. I don't like what they did with Stan Shunpike, for example- he responded, remembering that they had recently arrested and sent to Azkaban the scatterbrained young man who worked on the Knight Bus, just because they heard him boast about being a double spy to impress some girls. .
The man's face began to harden -I don't expect you to understand. These are difficult times, you have to take certain measures, you are only sixteen years old...-
-Dumbledore is many years older and he also thinks that you should not have locked up a poor devil, just because he was trying to flirt-
Any trace of cordiality that there was, completely disappeared from the man and he finally spoke sincerely - I see ¿Do you want to break away from the Ministry just like Dumbledore, your hero?
-I don't like being used-
-¡Some think it is your duty, as a member of the magical community and future Auror, to let the Ministry use you!-
-And there are others who think it is their duty to verify that someone is truly guilty, before sending them to Azkaban, like they did with Sirius Black. They never do things halfway, right? For one side we have Fudge pretending everything is fine while people disappear and die under his nose or we have you locking anyone up to give people a false sense of security and make them believe that "The chosen One" is working with you. I have not forgotten, Mr. Minister, everything that the Ministry did during the past year. Wasting time accusing the director of wanting to build his own army to take power, while Death Eaters fled Azkaban and others walked under his nose.
They were silent for a few seconds until the man spoke -The headmaster did a good job with you ¿Loyal to Dumbledore until the end?-
-That's right, I'm glad we made that clear-
-You will soon discover how wrong you were to reject the help of the Ministry and the people who work there, Potter- he said in a threatening tone -I thought the Slytherins were clever, but I see that you have a lot of impulsive character, like those of your rival house- and at that comment Harry remembered that it was because of that side of him that he got into unnecessary trouble, that's why Voldemort manipulated him and his godfather had died.
-Maybe we can reach an agreement-
-I knew you were smart ¿What do you want? ¿A medal? ¿An Order from Merlin?
-To begin with, they should let Stan Shunpike out and second, you should kick out Dolores Umbridge or at least keep her well away from any position of power-
-That woman has been working for the Ministry for years, she has always been very competent and loyal-
-And I suppose you also know that she confessed to me in person that she was the one who sent Dementors to attack me before the start of school last year to silence me, and that just for the sake of defending myself I had to go to a hearing like a criminal. She also threatened to cast the Cruciatus curse on me if I didn't tell him where Dumbledore had fled during his defection and let's not forget the gift he left me - he rolled up his shirt sleeves and showed him the phrase "I must not tell lies" still engraved on his skin - And not only me. Any student who showed support for me or Dumbledore and brought up the topic of Voldemort and the Death Eaters was punished in the same way-
The man was surprised -I didn't know, I only knew what Fudge told me-
-Yes, I'm sure I didn't want to add more mistakes to his resume-
-You have my word that she will be removed from her position, along with an investigation and will receive the weight of the law for abuse towards her students-
-I hope so-
-You will have more news from me later. I hope it is the beginning of a long and fruitful relationship.
-Go to hell- he told him in Parseltongue, making the man step back in surprise for a moment and then ask him what he said -I just said "Merry Christmas"-
-Yes, I'm sure- he responded sarcastically and then said something in a language Harry didn't know -I speak other languages too. The difference is that I was not born with that skill, I had to study hard and practice a lot before I mastered them. Tell my assistant that I'll wait for him in my office - and he left there.
-Politicians...- he murmured and began to think that maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to learn a new language. It is not something you can achieve with magic but by training your brain and memory. When he came back to the room he saw Percy arguing with Draco who reproached him for the real reason he had come to see them for Christmas.
-How convenient for you ¿Suddenly you remember that you have an incredible family that gets along very well with Harry Potter, whom the Minister was looking to include in his agenda? -
-Don't get involved in matters that don't concern you, Malfoy. Better find your own family- he told him, emphasizing the last part, knowing that, thanks to the rumors that were circulating, his father had disowned him.
-¡Shut your mouth, Percy!- someone shouted. And when they turned around they were stunned to see Ronald Weasley himself. If everyone was surprised by his reaction, no one was as surprised as the other redhead.
-Ron... ¿Are you defending HIM?-
His brother took a breath, as if it were hard for him to admit it -Yes, I am. Because unlike you, he earned it. He was with us from first year when we recovered the Philosopher's Stone, as well as second year when we went to the Forbidden Forest and entered the Chamber of Secrets to save Ginny, and many other times. Last year while you were taking notes and licking Fudge's boots, he fought bravely alongside us at the Ministry against Death Eaters and his own father. And when we were attacked in Hogsmeade, despite being weakened, he continued to fight and protect our sister and Hermione-
-It was more like the opposite- Ginny said quietly.
-Shhh, let him continue- replied the blonde, smiling, who was still witnessing the scene.
Ron kept accusing his brother of putting his work and personal ambitions ahead of his own family and what was right and that this was not the way they had been raised. Then he looked at his eternal rival and made a forced smile -He is more Gryffindor than you will ever be- and at that comment everyone was stunned. The young man did not say a word and left without even saying goodbye.
-¿Did you just say that I am brave and heroic? I'm touched- Draco joked as he ran his index finger across his eye, pretending to wipe away a tear.
-¿Do you have any idea how dirty I felt after saying that?-
-¡Please! ¡Just end the farce and kiss each other, once and for all! You shouldn't waste them- said Ginny, pointing to the mistletoe decorations. Her brother and her friend looked at her with burning eyes while the rest of her burst out laughing -I am proud to see that you are maturing Ronald. Merry Christmas- and she gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then she gave the blonde a friendly punch and they went to continue the party with the twins.
-Tell me you have another one like her, single if possible- Mrs. Black said to Ron's mother, trying to cheer her up after what her wayward son had caused by leaving without saying hello, instead of reconciling as she thought he would happen.
-My Ginny is unique, just like yours- she replied smiling, wiping away a tear.
-¿Would you join me for a "special" tea?-
-It will be a pleasure- and they both went to the kitchen where the elves were. While the bustle returned to the place.
-"And I thought Christmas was being ruined"- Harry thought smiling. The night had barely begun, as had the celebrations.
Harry was leaving the headmaster's office, he had shown him another memory of Voldemort during his student years. Even as a young man he seemed to surround himself with a small group of followers, the first Death Eaters. The director spoke to him about the new Minister and apologized for interrupting his Christmas dinner. Harry told him that it didn't matter, these are difficult times and that sometimes you have to make alliances with people you don't like and that he preferred someone ambitious and competent like the current minister, rather than a coward like Fudge or a Voldemort infiltrator like Lucius Malfoy if he had been appointed to the position. He was lost in his thoughts and accidentally collided with the Divination teacher -Sorry teacher, I was distracted-
-¿With your head in the stars? It happens to me often, I usually go for a walk around the top floors and try to find a place to organize my thoughts-
-¿Are you referring to the multi-purpose room?-
The woman looked at him surprised -I see you found that special place. Not many know of its existence. I still remember when I discovered it, it was my first week as a teacher. I was so surprised when the principal accepted me, since during our interview he didn't seem very enthusiastic about her teaching my subject. For a second I lost consciousness and when I woke up he was delighted to accept myself. I remember that Professor Snape was also there in the tavern, he had accidentally interrupted us. Maybe he also wanted to apply to teach, at that time he was not yet the potions teacher-
At that moment a grim thought appeared in Harry's mind - ¿Was Professor Snape there that night?- ask surprised.
-Yes Yes. Hog's Head has always had a diverse clientele, perhaps because his prices are better than "The Three Broomsticks"... - but Harry had stopped paying attention to her, excused himself and ran back to the headmaster's office.
The man was finishing writing some letters and when he saw him he smiled -Harry my boy. I didn't expect you to come back so soon ¿Is something wrong?-
-It was Snape ¿Wasn't it?-
-"Professor Snape"- he corrected -I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific-
-¡He was the one who told Voldemort about the prophecy!-
The man looked at him surprised but hid it -¿How do you know?
-That doesn't matter ¡¿Why didn't you tell me?!-
-It was a long time ago Harry, you must understand that...-
-¿Understand what?! ¿That my parents were murdered because of him? If he hadn't told her, Voldemort would never have chased them-
-Harry, he made a mistake, like any human being. I can assure you that he deeply regretted it-
-¿Does you mean it seriously? You knows very well how much he hated my father, for all the things he did to him at school. And let's not forget that he called my mother "impure blood"-he bellowed.
-I would appreciate it if you did not use that word, it is very offensive-
-Yes, it is ¿How can you trust that man after everything he did? -
-I can not tell you. I can only tell you that it is a complex story and you have only seen a small part of it-
-Then tell me everything, without omissions or half-information, I want to know everything ¿How do you expect me to trust the man who targeted my parents? Stop treating me like a child and tell me the truth, I don't care how bitter or painful it is. At this point I think I've earned it, please- he told him in a challenging and pleading tone.
The old director gave a long sigh, placed his wand on his right temple and took out a thick thread of memory and placed it in the pensieve -I will be outside- and left him alone.
Harry took a breath, he didn't know what he expected to find. But he was not going to back down, he asked for the truth and now he had it in front of him. He stuck his head into the magical object and reappeared within the director's memories. He saw the girl who was his mother next to a young Snape, both of them waiting to be selected for the hat. His mother was sent to Griffindor while the other was sent to Slytherin, then he saw them again older, each one with their respective colors but maintaining friendship and getting together, as he and Hermione did. He watched as the teenage version of his father and his friends teased and mocked young Snape and he couldn't help but feel sorry and ashamed again. Then he saw his parents sitting in the Great Hall, already engaged, very affectionate while Snape watched them from afar with extreme hatred.
Then the memory changed location and appeared in an abandoned place, near the sea - ¡Don't kill me! ¡It's me,- the adult Snape shouted.
-Ahh Severus ¿Are you coming to bring me a message from your master?-
-He doesn't know I'm here ¡Please listen to me! It's about the prophecy-
-Yes, I am sure that he is now informed thanks to your untimely presence in the tavern and has begun to take measures to avoid his fate-
-¡He believes that he is her son! ¡You must help her!
-A little late for remorse. I'm surprised you didn't ask him to leave her alive and just take care of her husband and her son.
-I...I already asked him- he replied embarrassed.
-You disgust me- said the Dumbledore of the memory. Harry was surprised, he had never seen his headmistress treat someone like that. Not even Barty Crouch Jr. when he supplanted Moody or the pompous cretin Fudge when he wouldn't accept that Voldemort was back -¿You don't care that the boy and his father die as long as you get what you want?-
-Please help her. All of them
-¿And what will you give me in exchange?-
-For Lily...anything...- and there Harry began to understand. He always believed that the man only hated his father, and he had every reason to do so, but he could also see what he felt for his mother and the reason for the professor's contempt for James Potter and everything that reminded him of he. The person he hated the most, he ended up marrying the woman he loved. A difficult pill to swallow, for anyone.
The memory changed again and there were the two adults in the principal's office. Snape looked sad and complained to Dumbledore about the fact that Lily had died. The director responded that they trusted the wrong person, referring to Peter Pettrigrew -The boy survived, he has his mother's eyes. I'm sure you remember them-
-¡Enough! ¡She died! ¿What's the point of talking about it?
-The baby will need protection-
-¿Protection from what? ¡The dark lord is dead!
-He will return. And we must be prepared for it. If you really loved her then you will help me protect him ¿Will you?
The man seemed to hesitate -Promise me, no one will ever know-
-I promise Severus, that I will never reveal the best of you-
The scenes kept changing, then he saw Snape complaining that he had ended up in Slytherin and that he was just like his father. The headmaster replied that he only saw what he wanted, since according to the other teachers he was a gifted student, humble and seemed to get along well with Muggle-borns, something unusual for someone from that house and asked him to keep a close eye on Quirrell.
The image changed again and they were back in the office -¿Are you sure about that?-
-¡Completely! Potter can do wandless magic. I wasn't sure at first, but it's undeniable-
-I see-
-You doesn't seem surprised by it-
-I figured Harry would develop that ability eventually. Perhaps he will also manage to develop the ability of animagy like his father did in his student days. Although I admit that I didn't expect it to happen so soon-
-Great, another thing he can brag about to his fan club-
-You keep seeing James instead of Harry. His face and, I might add, his disdain for rules may bear the signature of his father, but his heart and compassion for others is clearly something only his mother possessed-
-¿Why should I teach him Occlumency? He's so impulsive and temperamental that I doubt he can even concentrate on shutting his mind off-
-Let's hope he makes it-
The image changed again -¿How is the girl feeling?-
-She will be alright. Her healers will do all the necessary tests-
-I tremble to think what would have happened if luck had not been on her side. It was a risky move on Voldemort's part to send his servants in broad daylight and also very low and desperate to use an innocent young girl. But that confirms my suspicions-
-¿What do you suspect?-
-The war will come soon and Harry is almost ready and he knows it. If he could get him out of the way before the battle, he would already have the victory beforehand-
-¿Do you really think he have a chance against him? ¡He's just a teenager!
-His magic has always been above normal. Beyond his thirst for knowledge, learning and self-improvement, encouraged no doubt by Miss Granger's influence. It is also due to his experiences with Voldemort and the connections they have mutually formed over the years.
-¿What connections?-
-I'm referring to the night when the killing curse bounced off of him and part of its magic was, in a way, "impregnated" into little Harry giving him the ability to talk to snakes. Then in fourth year Voldemort took his blood to return to life, causing a part of Lily Evans' enchantment and her sacrifice to run through her veins making a magical connection never seen before, of blood and spirit. We must also add the fact that when they had a duel and the wands were connected, when Harry's managed to defeat her sister, she ended up taking over the properties or qualities of her enemy. I suspect that is why they have both had visions of each other, because no two wizards have ever had such a strong magical connection.
-Anyway, if he were to fight the Dark Lord. I doubt anyone will make it out of that fight in one piece.
-...- Dumbledore was silent.
-There is something you are hiding from me ¿What is it?-
-It's just a possibility, a remote one... but still...-
-He will die too ¿Right? There will be no winner and loser, both will destroy each other - and the old director lowered his gaze, nodding - I thought...that all this was to keep the boy alive-
-Harry is a brave young man who is always willing to risk his life for others. Even if that means sacrificing everything, and there is a chance that it will. Don't make that face Severus ¿How many have you had to see die because of this war?-
-Only the ones I couldn't save- he answered seriously. Then he stood up and his expression changed completely, as if he woke up from a lethargy in which he had been in for a long time -I'm not going to allow it-
-¿Excuse me?-
-I have lied and spied for you, I have risked my neck countless times, I have had to look the other way while innocent people were tortured or murdered, all under your orders. All the things I did, and the things I didn't, were to keep Lily Evans' son alive. And now you tells me that you protected him all this time, so that he would die at the right time. you prepared him like a pig for the slaughter-
-Don't tell me you've grown fond of him- he asked, surprised.
-¡¿Him?! ¡Expecto Patronus!-And a doe came out of his wand, which jumped several times until it disappeared.
-Lily...- the director said with a broken voice while the hook-nosed man looked at him, with tears falling down his face- ¿After all these years?-
-Always- he answered and the entire room suddenly went dark. He was back in the director's office. He was still trying to process everything he had seen, but he was finally able to see who Severus Snape really was and the impending fate that awaited him.
-I see that the director has finally been honest with you- said the sorting hat from his usual place -I told him years ago that he should have done it. It would be a strong truth for the little boy you were then, but by now you would have assimilated it better. Don't be too harsh on him, he did what he thought was right. You must think that he only sees you as another pawn in his plans to stop You-Know-Who, but the truth is that Albus Dumbledore appreciates you very much and believe me, it was never in his plans that you would have to go through so much pain. He knows well what it's like to lose loved ones to war and dark forces. No human is free from errors, just as no human is deprived of redeeming himself and returning to the right path, if he really wants it - and then he fell silent again.
When he came out he found him sitting on the stairs where the gargoyle let him pass before. He looked older and more tired than he had ever seen him -I have no secrets from you anymore, Harry. I had to break the promise I made to poor Severus, but now I think if maybe I should have taken another path-
-I appreciate it sir-
-I'm so sorry, Harry, for my errors in judgment, for putting the lives of innocent people in the wrong hands and for lying to a young man for years ¿How I can tell a good boy that the first real Christmas he had in his short life, surrounded by loved ones, could it also be his last? - he said sadly.
Harry took a breath and gave a small smile - It was very funny, you must have seen Ron giving a moral lesson to his rigid brother Percy and defending Draco by praising his Gryffindor qualities. Or seeing Mrs. Black getting along with Mrs. Weasley and trying to pair Draco up with Ginny-
-A spectacle worth seeing ¿What will you do now?-
-I'll go to the multi-purpose room and drink a large glass of Butterbeer with a touch of firewhiskey. Maybe I'll cry, maybe I'll laugh hysterically, and then I'll go prepare for battle, while enjoying every second with my friends and the people I care about.
-Sounds like a good plan-
-¿And you Sir? ¿Anything fun or crazy planned?
-Maybe visit old friends and go to a Muggle movie theater once and see one of those famous "movies." I've been putting it off for decades-
-Let me know when you can take Ron and Draco. It will be a unique experience for- and they both smiled saying goodbye. The end was approaching, and every day, every hour, every minute and second, was worth more than all the gold at Gringotts.
Harry had spent the last few days practicing ancient magic on his own and defensively with his friends in the Room of Requirement, while trying to enjoy time with them and maintain a good GPA. He did not want to tell them that it was possible that he would not come out alive from the inevitable duel against his enemy, they already had too many things on his mind.
-Let's take a break, I'm knackered-
-You'll rest later. ¡Come on Ron!-
-Although it pains me to admit it, he is right. We've been practicing for several hours, he's one of the few free ones we have- Draco commented. Harry got angry, he told them that Voldemort and his followers were not resting and that they should try harder, but after seeing how they looked at him he realized that perhaps he was demanding too much of them.
-¿Is there something you want to tell us? Because it seems like you are carrying extra weight on your shoulders, more than usual. At the last Quidditch practice, it seemed like your head wasn't focused on the game -
-They are the same pressures as always. Nothing else-
-I don't believe you, there is something else. Tell us the truth, you said that we all have the right to have secrets but if it is something that affects the group we have the right to know-
Harry was hesitating whether to tell them or not. He was beginning to understand the decisions Dumbledore had made regarding how many truths he told him. He was worried about how they would take it, if they would worry too much, and all the possible reactions to it - I know what the prophecy says. The one that Voldemort wanted to take over-
-I thought it had been destroyed-
-The record yes, but Dumbledore had already heard it years ago- and he decided to tell them about it. She told them about how the Divination teacher had had a premonition the day the principal was interviewing her for the teaching position and that she really had the gift of clairvoyance, but it is not something she controlled but rather it is activated by certain events and when I least expected it. Then he told them the content of said prophecy. After a while everyone was silent.
-Then it means that...-
-Sooner or later we will have to fight against the other, that is why I have been training so much. To be able to be at his level-
-¡It's madness Harry! Dumbledore would never allow something like that-
-He will fight too Hermione, but in the end he will have to step aside. And I think he suspects it too. That's why his plan for Hogsmeade and the kidnapping of Daphne's sister, he wanted to get me off the board before the game started.
-Then let's start preparing too! And we must prepare some plan, we can get together tomorrow afternoon and start right away. You guys who spend so much time with chess better start planning a battle strategy too- she said to Draco and Ron -We must cover all eventualities, possible scenarios, and also...-
-¡Calm down Hermione!-
-I'm sorry, this is all so...- she said, almost sobbing.
-¿Overwhelming? ¿Unfair that teenagers have to deal with adult issues and put their lives in danger, when we are supposed to be enjoying our best time?- the blonde said and the girl nodded -¿Since when is life fair? -
-But that does not mean that we should sit idly by. We will continue fighting until the end and use all the resources we can. We'll think of something that will ensure victory. We have always done it and this time it will be better than ever-
-That was a good motivational speech-
-Thank you. I thought about it several times in my head before saying it-
-¿Since when do you think before speaking?-
-When you have a gossip sister capable of Legilimency, you learn to control your emotions and think carefully about what you really want to say- he answered and everyone laughed. Even Draco, as he rarely did.
-Welcome to my world. I have to focus on closing my mind and clearing my emotions every time I pass her in the Common Room-
-Let's go to class, we have Defense and then Transformations. This way we can go back and continue practicing- the girl suggested.
-¿Weren't you going to do your History homework?- Harry asked.
-¡To hell with History homework, we have more important things!- replied the girl as she headed towards the exit. And the three of them looked at her surprised, that for the first time she didn't want to focus on doing homework.
-The world really is ending- Ron commented. least expected it.
FINALLY HARRY KNOW ALL THE TRUTH. I HOPE YOU LIKED THE CHAPTER