"I was this close to kissing her," Pansy confessed, her fingers grabbing her boyfriend's jumper to demonstrate.
Her boyfriend raised an eyebrow. "And why didn't you do it?" he asked, a bemused expression on his face.
"Because she's your fucking sister, Hazz, that's why," Pansy replied, her frustration evident.
Harry chuckled, his arm wrapping around Pansy's shoulders. "What does that have to do with anything? I thought you wanted 'I hooked up with the Potter siblings' on your grave."
Pansy sighed dramatically. "I just didn't expect her to do everything she did. My mind went blank, and I didn't know what to do."
"It's a typical reaction with my sister," Harry remarked with a grin. "Don't worry; you'll have another chance."
Pansy seemed taken aback. "Harry, no," she protested, "that would be cheating on you."
Harry leaned in closer. "If it's with my sister, I'll let it go," he said with a shrug.
"Seriously, doesn't it bother you?" Pansy asked, perplexed. "She's your sister, after all."
"I want to help you fulfill your dream of kissing both Potters," Harry replied, planting a gentle peck on Pansy's lips.
"I don't think it will happen," Pansy sighed as she took his hand.
"Never say never," Harry encouraged, "with my sister, you never know."
Harry and Pansy had embarked on their romantic journey shortly after New Year's Eve, following a rather public kiss during a Quidditch match against Ravenclaw. Harry had caught the Snitch and, in his excitement, kissed Pansy in front of the entire school. Realizing that they both shared feelings for each other, Harry had asked Pansy out on a date for the next Hogsmeade outing.
Their relationship had been smooth sailing from the start. Having known each other since childhood, there was no awkward phase of getting to know each other; they had seen each other at their best and worst. It was no surprise to many when they got together, as their flirtations had been evident since their early days at Hogwarts. Even Minerva McGonagall had been relieved that Harry did not take after his father when it came to romance, as she couldn't bear any more declarations of love or poorly sung songs in the Great Hall. However, Draco Malfoy's pursuit of the Durmstrang girl was starting to give her a headache.
"Wow, there," Jace exclaimed as he entered Mia's tent, his eyes wide with surprise. "Who are you?"
Standing before Jace was a girl a little taller than him, with curly dark brown hair and hazel eyes that mirrored his own. She seemed strangely familiar, but Jace couldn't quite place who she was.
"It's me, Jace," the girl said with a smile. "It's Mia."
"You're not Mia," Jace replied skeptically, his arms crossed. "My princess has blue eyes."
"It really is me," the girl insisted.
"Prove it," Jace challenged. "Tell me something that only Mia and I know."
With a mischievous grin, the girl began to sing softly, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."
"Oh my god, it's you!" Jace exclaimed, his eyes widening in realization. "Why do you look like this? You're like a fucking carbon copy your biological father."
"Is it that obvious?" Mia asked, slightly amused.
"Like two peas in a pod," Jace teased, "except your father has black hair, and you're a brunette."
"Great," Mia said smiling, "just what I wanted."
"What do you need your original features for?" Jace asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. "What wicked little mischief are you up to? Can I participate?"
Mia smirked. "Truth is," she began, "I need you for this."
Excitement filled Jace's eyes. "What are we going to do?" he asked eagerly, "Are we going to kill someone?"
Mia shook her head, already putting on a Gryffindor uniform. "Not kill," she said, "but we sure are going to fucking scare someone to death."
"This class is a big pile of shite," Ron complained, letting out a yawn.
"I wholeheartedly agree," Harry responded, resting his cheek on his hand.
"Have you figured out anything about the egg?" Ron asked.
Harry sighed and glanced at his potions book. "Every time I open it, it lets out an ear-piercing screech. I'm half deaf at this point."
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley," Snape chimed in with a honeyed voice, "50 points deducted from Gryffindor for talking."
Severus was in the middle of teaching when the door to the potions class suddenly burst open. A black direwolf with vibrant green eyes entered the room, its gaze malevolent. The wolf proceeded to knock over all the students' cauldrons, yet it did so without causing any harm to anyone. As it passed by Harry's table, it winked at him mischievously while continuing to wreak havoc.
Severus was momentarily paralyzed, feeling the same fear he had when Lupin had attempted to attack him. His heart raced as the direwolf approached, growling menacingly with jaws wide open.
Just as Severus thought his end was near, a female voice apologized, "Oh god, I'm so sorry."
Severus looked up and felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. Standing before him, in a Gryffindor uniform, was a female version of James Potter, complete with that same wicked glint in her eye that he remembered from his school days.
Approaching a nearby table, the girl knocked over some vials and said, "Oh my god,was that important? I'm so clumsy."
A twitch developed in Severus's eye as he watched her. This girl was an exact copy of James Potter with the exact same malicious glint in her eyes, even though she was a brunette. It was as if karma was exacting revenge on him for all the sins he had committed.
"I'm so sorry," the girl said, feigning pity as she looked at Severus. "I turned away for a moment, and Nox was gone."
"Nox?" Severus asked in a hoarse voice, trying to calm his nerves.
"Yes," the girl replied, pointing to the wolf. "Nox is my pet."
The wolf now stood behind the girl, growling menacingly at Severus.
"What is the meaning of this?" Severus exclaimed. "Miss...?"
"Potter," the girl stated with an innocent smile. "Hermione Cassiopeia Potter."
"That's impossible!" Severus shouted, stepping back. "She's been missing for years!"
Severus struggled to speak, the situation making him feel nauseous. It couldn't be true. Dumbledore had assured him that the Potter girl wouldn't be a problem. No one knew her whereabouts, and now she stood before him. This couldn't be real; it had to be a nightmare.
Mia laughed cruelly, as if she had read Severus's thoughts. "I am your worst nightmare, Severus. From now on, watch your step, or you might just fall headfirst into the lion's den."
With that, Jace hastily exited the classroom, with Mia following close behind. But before leaving, she winked at Pansy, leaving the poor girl blushing.
"Take a breath, Pans," Harry said chuckling to his girlfriend, fanning her.
"Oh my Salazar, oh my fucking Salazar," Pansy shriecked in disbelief, "your sister winked at me!"
"Yes," Ron chimed in sarcastically, "we all saw it. You were about to combust right here."
"Shut up, Ron," Pansy snapped. "You looked like a love-struck fool when you saw Mia."
"Okay, calm down, both of you," Harry said, laughing.
"It's not fair," Draco suddenly interjected.
"What's wrong with you now?" Ron rolled his eyes.
"I can't understand how Mia can like you," Draco said, sounding utterly confused. "She doesn't even like girls."
"It's not my fault I'm more attractive to Mia than you," Pansy retorted, her tone scathing, "and Ron might be more attractive to her than offense Ron."
"None taken," Ron said with a toothy grin
"Harry, aren't you going to say anything?" Draco asked, clearly shocked. "She's your girlfriend, and she's trying to flirt with your sister!"
Harry raised his hands in amusement while Pansy grinned mischievously at Draco. "I haven't tried; I've already done it. There's a wall in the gardens of your manor that can vouch for it."
"What are you talking about?" Draco demanded to know.
"Well, to be precise, it was more Mia's doing than mine," Pansy explained thoughtfully. "But, well, it happened."
"What are you talking about?" Draco exploded.
"Let's just say that during your mother's New Year's Eve Ball, Mia cornered me against a wall in the gardens of your manor," Pansy said, savoring every world as she dramatically fanned herself, "and things happened. Very, very interesting things."
"I don't believe a word of it," Draco stated. "Harry, she's your girlfriend, and she just admitted to cheating on you at my mother's ball!"
"We weren't technically a couple yet," Harry clarified, chuckling amused. "So she didn't cheat on me."
"Well, believe it because it happened," Pansy stated, smirking as she held her boyfriend's hand, "and I intend for it to happen again."
"Where were you?" Theo shouted from his place on Balerion's back as he watched Mia and Jace enter the grotto.
"We were playing a prank on the potions professor," Jace replied as he put on his dragonhide boots.
"You're too slow!" Mia shouted while Vhagar soared into the sky.
Balerion and Meraxes quickly followed Vhagar, and the dragons began to dart between each other, playing like children, vying for speed. Spotting a tower in the middle of the sea, Mia ordered Vhagar to descend.
"Rȳbās, Vhagar, jaelan ao naejot sōvegon toliot naejot se tegītsossa se tegun," Mia chanted softly, her eyes focused on the tower ahead. (I want you to fly over those rocks and land)
The dragon roared and followed its rider's command, descending toward the rocky shore. Theo and Jace, not entirely sure where they were going, followed suit and descended with their dragons.
"Where are we?" Jace asked, looking at the imposing structure before them.
The island was shrouded in mist, adding to its eerie and sinister appearance. The icy wind blew strongly, causing the waves to crash against the jagged rocks that surrounded the tower.
"We're in the Black Sea," Mia replied, pointing to the tower. "And that is Azkaban."
Azkaban stood like a nightmarish fortress in the middle of the sea. Its dark stone walls rose irregularly, forming a series of ominous towers and battlements that stretched along the island's coast. Each tower was crowned with twisted iron spikes that reached menacingly into the sky. Moss and lichen covered the worn prison walls, giving them an ancient and malevolent look.
The island was virtually inaccessible to unwanted visitors, with sharp rocks and treacherous currents making it nearly impossible to reach. Only a narrow stone bridge, protected by powerful security spells, connected the island to the mainland.The prison was shrouded in dense fog, which seemed to emanate from the dark waters and enveloped the island in an eerie atmosphere. In the distance, the dim lights of torches marked the presence of the Dementors, the sinister guards of Azkaban, patrolling the walls with their flowing cloaks and concealed faces.
"What are we doing here?" Theo asked, shivering from the cold.
"I want to scout the area," Mia replied solemnly. "If we're going to take down that tower, I want to know what we're up against."
"I still can't get used to your eyes," Theo commented, "but that doesn't matter now. What do you need us to do?"
"I want to fly over Azkaban and see how close we can get before the Dementors notice us," Mia explained, climbing back onto Vhagar.
Theo and Jace nodded and followed her lead. The wind howled in their ears as their majestic dragons flapped their enormous wings. As they neared the sinister prison, they could see the thick fog enveloping the island and the flickering torches of the Dementors patrolling the walls more clearly.
"Keep your guard up and your wands ready!" Mia shouted over the roar of the wind.
Jace nodded, staring at the dementors, "We're ready, princess. Whenever you say."
"When you say captain," Theo said, gripping his wand firmly.
The dementors, dark and menacing, began to descend from the walls, their cloaks floating in the air as they emanated a cold aura of darkness. One of them, with skeletal hands and a blood-curdling screech, came dangerously close to Theo.
"Expecto Patronum!" Mia shouted.
A bright light emerged from his wand in the shape of a direwolf, which bravely advanced towards the dementor, making it retreat momentarily. But more dementors continued to approach.
"Expecto Patronum!" Jace shouted.
A silver direwolf emerged from Jace's wand and joined the fight, chasing away another dementor. However, they were outnumbered.
"We need a plan!" Theo said desperately, "We can't face all these dementors!"
The three of them propelled themselves into the sky, their dragons ascending rapidly. The dementors, momentarily slowed by the Patronus, were left behind, unable to fly so high. From the safety of above, Mia, Jace and Theo planned their next move.
"How are we going to get closer?" Theo shouted over the noise of the waves.
"We need something more powerful than our Patronus," Jace said, as he tried to calm Meraxes down.
"What if we try to throw fire at them?" Mia asked, "We have Targaryen dragons, their fire burned entire cities."
"We can try," Jace said.
The suspense in the air was palpable as Mia, Jace, and Theo maneuvered their dragons around the Dementors on the island of Azkaban. The dark prison guards, with their billowing cloaks and skeletal claws, were rapidly approaching, ready to strike again.
"DRACARYS!" Mia shouted, her voice full of determination.
A deafening roar erupted as Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar spewed powerful flames that headed straight for the dementors. Tongues of fire danced in the air, illuminating the night with their ferocity. Two dementors recoiled, screaming in agony as the heat of the flames consumed them.However, amidst the tumult and roar of the fire, Mia did not notice that two dementors had dodged the flames and were sneaking up on her from behind. They were about to reach her when Mia finally became aware of her presence.
"Expecto Patronum," Mia shouted with her eyes wide open.
But it was too late. The dementors extended their cold, piercing claws towards Mia, and in the blink of an eye, they enveloped her in the darkness of her cloaks. A gasp escaped Mia's lips as her life energy was drained by the dementors. Theo and Jace were busy trying to scare away the Dementors who didn't notice the Dementors that had attacked Mia. Jace turned at that moment, feeling a pang in his heart. He saw Mia being consumed by the shadows of the Dementors and her despair took over him.
!Mia, no!" Jace shouted in agony, "Meraxes, nyke jorrāelagon naejot jiōragon naejot Miaadhirikydho" (I need you to fly quickly to where Mia is)
However, no matter how hard Balerion and Meraxes tried to advance, the wind was too strong and there were more and more Dementors. Jace's heart pounded as he watched helplessly as Mia lost consciousness and fell from Vhagar's wind whipped his face as he watched Mia get swallowed up by the raging waves. Tears mixed with fury in Jace's eyes as he tried to steer his dragon into the turbulent waters. He felt desperation burning in his chest as he struggled to reach Mia, but the distance between them grew with every passing second.
"Mia, fuck," Jace shouted, his voice breaking with tears. "Goddammit"
Theo watched in horror and despair as Mia's limp body fell towards the dark waters of the North Sea. The raging waves swallowed Mia in the blink of an eye, leaving only a wake of turbulence in her place. Vhagar roared loudly in pain when couldn't feel her rider and fixing her sharp green eyes on her rider's body she launched herself against the waters.