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Written In The Stars LXV (Harry Potter xF!Oc)
A/N: I’m soft and EXCITED cause we’re starting book four next week and you guys have no idea what’s coming -Danny
Words: 1,798
Warnings: None! Tooth rooting fluff
Series’ Masterlist
Previous Chapter // Book IV
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Chapter Twenty-Four: Good Omens.
Dumbledore left when Harry walked out of Lupin's former office, he stopped when he noticed Mel was outside.
"Oh," He said, "I thought you'd be with Ron and Hermione."
"I was talking to Dumbledore," She replied simply. "Is everything alright?"
"Yes," He moved to where she was standing. "I talked to him too, when you left the office..."
"You did?"
"I was... I told him that I felt like our mission hadn't made a difference," He explained. "He told me I was wrong... sort of."
"Sort of?" She smiled.
Then Harry told her everything. Including the prophecy Trelawney had told him on their last day of exams. She had to admit, it sounded terrifying, but their teacher was known to be a bit dramatic. Still, the part about the dark lord rising... she didn't like that bit at all.
"What he said about the people that loves us never leaving..." Harry frowned, trying to put his thoughts in order. "They help us when we're in trouble, one way or another... I'm lucky to have you, Ron, and Hermione. Emily, and Sirius... they care and they'd help me if I needed them to... Not everyone is that lucky, though."
"I suppose so," Mel tilted her head, patiently waiting for the rest of whatever he was trying to say.
"Erick," It was the second time he'd mentioned the boy's name and it still sounded completely strange coming out of his mouth. "What you said about his family... he doesn't have many people helping him. I guess... I understand why'd he go out of his way to talk to you... You're brilliant and all..."
"Thanks?"
"What I mean," Harry pressed on, having a hard time expressing himself. "What I want to say is, I think you're a good friend and you're right– I shouldn't judge people without knowing their story first, that's what made me think Sirius was trying to kill me... I'm sorry I reacted that way, my interactions with the Slytherins haven't been nice, but I get that not everyone has to be the same. I trust you–"
Harry's speech was interrupted when Mel threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly (no kisses this time, though- She wasn't going to do the same mistake twice) and apologized profusely.
"I know... Mellow, I can't breathe!" He complained.
"Sorry!" She stepped back. "Sorry..."
"So... I'm your hero now, right?"
"What?" She frowned.
"You said that whoever made the dementors disappear the other night was your new hero, turns out it was me," He smirked.
"I was also there!" She exclaimed. "That was my Patronus too!"
"Well, you can't be your hero!"
"Says who?"
"It doesn't make sense!"
"I say it does. I'm my own hero," She teased. "For all I know, I saved your life this time."
"I've saved your life before," He pouted.
"Now you're just being pretentious..."
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"I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I've decided to drop Muggle Studies," Hermione commented once they were settled on the train's compartment.
"But you passed your exam with three hundred and twenty percent!"
"I know, but I can't stand another year like this one. That Time-Turner, it was driving me mad. I've handed it in. Without Muggle Studies and Divination, I'll be able to have a normal schedule again. Besides, I asked Erick and he told me he'd be happy to tell me all about what he studies in class."
"I still can't believe you're friends with him," Ron rolled his eyes. "And I still can't believe you didn't tell us about the time-turner. We're supposed to be your friends."
"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone," said Hermione. "And you know how important it is to keep secrets when you're not the only one involved..."
She looked at Mel, who was looking at Harry, who was looking out the window with a sad expression.
"Oh, cheer up!" said Hermione.
"I'm okay," Harry jumped lightly. "Just thinking about the holidays."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about them too– Mel, Harry, you've got to come and stay with us. I'll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I'll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now —"
"A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year..."
"Or ask us more about muggle life, like Erick does," Mel teased.
Ron ignored them.
"It's the Quidditch World Cup this summer! How about it, Harry? Come and stay, and we'll go and see it! Dad can usually get tickets from work."
Harry did cheer up at that.
"Yeah, I bet the Dursleys'd be pleased to let me come... especially after what I did to Aunt Marge..."
"I'd love to see the World Cup!" Mel said excitedly. "I can picture it already, all the wizards from around the world..."
They wasted a whole hour playing and talking when Hermione pointed out to the landscape.
"Harry– What's that thing outside your window?"
It was the smallest owl Mel had ever seen. It dropped a letter onto Harry's seat and began zooming excitedly around the place. Hedwig clicked her beak while Grey and Crookshanks sat up, following the owl with their eyes. Ron caught the owl safely and threw a disapproving look their way.
"It's from Sirius!" Harry said happily.
"What? Read it aloud!"
'Dear Harry, I hope this finds you before you reach your aunt and uncle.
I don't know whether they're used to owl post. Buckbeak and I are in hiding. I won't tell you where, in case this owl falls into the wrong hands. I have some doubt about his reliability, but he is the best I could find, and he did seem eager for the job.
I believe the dementors are still searching for me, but they haven't a hope of finding me here. I am planning to allow some Muggles to glimpse me soon, a long way from Hogwarts, so that the security on the castle will be lifted.
There is something I never got around to telling you during our brief meeting. It was I who sent you the Firebolt —
"Ha! See! I told you it was from him!"
"Yes, but he hadn't jinxed it, had he?– Ouch!"
'Crookshanks took the order to the Owl Office for me. I used your name but told them to take the gold from my own Gringotts vault. Please consider it as thirteen birthdays' worth of presents from your godfather.
I would also like to apologize for the fright I think I gave you and Mel that night last year when you left your uncle's house. I had only hoped to get a glimpse of you before starting my journey north, but I think the sight of me alarmed you. I am enclosing something else for you, which I think will make your next year at Hogwarts more enjoyable. If ever you need me, send word. Your owl will find me.
I'll write again soon. Sirius
P.S. Mel, if Remus tells your mother what happened during the school year, will you please send her my regards? I miss her, I'm hoping I'll find a way to communicate with her soon.'
"I absolutely will," Mel smiled widely. "What else did he send, Glasses?"
Harry looked inside the envelope. She saw his eyes grow in surprise and then he was grinning, handing the small piece of parchment to her.
'I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter's godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmeade on weekends.'
"That'll be good enough for Dumbledore!" said Harry.  "Hang on, there's a second P.S."
'I thought your friend Ron might like to keep this owl, as it's my fault he no longer has a rat.'
Ron's eyes widened.
"Keep him?" he repeated.
He looked closely at the owl for a moment; then, he held him out for Crookshanks to sniff.
"What do'you reckon?" Ron asked. "Definitely an owl?"
Crookshanks purred.
"That's good enough for me," said Ron. "He's mine."
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"You know," Mel said to the boy once they arrived at the station. "I'm really sorry you can't live with Sirius, but there's a good side!"
"Which is?"
"I'll still be your neighbor!"
"I thought you'd be happy," He teased. "Finally getting rid of me, a well-deserved break."
"I was happy because Sirius cares about you and you would've had a good life... besides, I get to see you in school, which is almost the whole year."
"Well," Harry put an arm around her shoulders. "We'll still have to stand each other for the years to come."
"I think I can live with that," She chuckled.
"I'll call about the World Cup!" Ron yelled after they parted.
Mel saw her mother standing a few feet away from the Dursleys and ran to meet her.
"Hello!" She said cheerfully. "Do you think we can stop by that place we like to get lunch? I'm– You know everything, don't you?"
Emily was looking down at her with such a severity that Mel prepared herself for the impact.
"Time-turners, dementors and sneaking out of the castle after curfew," Emily whispered angrily. "Helping a convict escape, attacking a Professor–"
"Snape had it coming!"
"Are you trying to drive me insane?" Emily hissed. "I swear, every time I get a letter I feel like I'm about to hear you murdered a teacher!"
"You're exagerating–"
"Watch me overreact all the way to our house, young lady!" She retorted.
"Very well," Mel sighed. "Can I tell you two things first?"
"What things?"
"I spent a whole year having a normal period -dreadful and gross, not reccomended– but that means I can take the potion now! Second, Padfoot says hi."
Emily's mouth opened and closed, her eyes never leaving her daughter's face.
"How do you–"
"Didn't they tell you the whole story?" Mel asked. "I'll have to do it myself, then..."
"What's that?" They heard Mr. Dursley spat at Harry while they walked past. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another —"
"It's not," Harry smiled brightly. "It's a letter from my godfather."
"Godfather? You haven't got a godfather!"
"Yes, I have– He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though. Keep up with my news... check if I'm happy..."
Mel and Emily shared a look and left quickly, holding back their laughter until they were safe inside their car. There, both of them laughed until their stomachs hurt.
"You know," Her mother said breathlessly. "Prongs would've been so proud of his son..."
"I know," Mel smiled, looking out her window and watching Harry's gleeful face as he walked out of the station with a terrified uncle following close. "We all are..."
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