Y/N POV:

Third year. I really wished that it would be uneventful... but of course not. My uncle and aunt very explicitly warned me about being too comfortable alone in the dark, since the cousin to the vile woman who killed my parents, is running loose. There was a big rumor that he was chasing down Harry Potter... which at this point, doesn't really surprise me. Of course he always had to be the one that everything happens to... and of course he has to be the boy that I'm crushing on....

Me and Hermoine became best friends last year, and soon after, I became friends with Ron and Harry too. Although Draco Malfoy did not like that. I was a pure blood. Both my parents were too, and we were quite famous for the long line of pure bloods. And so was Draco. Only thing is that his aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, killed my parents when they refused to become death eaters. And Draco did not fail to remind me of that every single day.

Today I'm walking to class with the trio when shouting can be heard... they were shouting my name.

-Hey L/N, watch out, maybe Sirius black brought his cousin back with him, he taunts. I grit my teeth and ignore him.

-Maybe she'll be finishing what she started, he says and the idiots he calls friends laughs. I stop and I'm about to go at him, but Harry cuts me to the chase.

-Bugger off Malfoy, he says.

-oooo. Don't be too cocky now Potter. Remember, Sirius is after you for real, Draco says. Harry growls at him. I grab Harry's shirt sleeve and he looks at me.

-He's not worth it, I say softly and drag him away from Draco.

-Saved by the girlfriend, eh Harry? Draco taunts. I stop and sock him tight in his nose. Draco drops onto the floor and I shake my hand off.

-I hope that hurt, I say, before grabbing Harry's shirt sleeve again. And leading him away.

-Bloody hell Y/N! Ron says and looks back at Draco as we walk.

-I think you broke his bloody nose! Ron says and I shrug.

-That was kind of the point, I say and Harry smiles and looks back at Draco too, before looking at me.

-Brilliant, he says happily, and we all start laughing.

-You know Y/N, it's almost like you don't need to be saved by me, Harry says at lunch. I smile and shrug.

-Maybe not... but it's nice, seeing someone stand up for you, I say. Harry smiles shyly as we continue with lunch.

It's now fifth year. An old toad by the name of Umbridge has taken over the school. She has set a dumb new detention rule, that we may only write with her pen... Harry was a victim of it... and I'm soon about to be.

-Excuse me miss L/N? Umbridge asks me and walks towards my table.

-Yes Ma'am, I say oblivious. She looked absolutely fuming and I could see smoke reeking out from her ears... this means that I pissed her off really bad.

-Did you write on the board while I was getting books? She asks and points to the blackboard, where chalkfrogs were jumping and making chaos of the letters that were on the board. I only smile sweetly at her.

-No ma'am, I did not. Must've been someone else that is able to draw frogs, I say and people around me snicker. I then make it painfully obvious that it was me, but letting loose a cut out paper frog and it jumps into her face and she screams and swats it off. The class laughs. Umbridge turns red in the face.

-You little- Umbridge raises her hand and slaps me across the face. Everyone turns quiet.

-Hey!

Except Harry. I tear up and start crying at the stinging pain in my cheek.

-Don't hit her! That's child abuse! Harry says and stand up. Harry is sitting two benches in front of me.

-And you!? Questioning my authority!? She squeaks out.

-Both of you, in my office for detention after dinner! She says angrily.

-And you know what? I'm going to have a serious talk with your head of house! She says and immediately storms out of the classroom to find professor McGonagall. I'm still crying and holding my cheek. I can hear chairs getting pushed around and then a hand on my shoulder. I look up.

-Hey, are you alright? Harry asks. I shake my head.

-Let me see, Harry says and carefully takes my hands from my cheek. A red mark was forming on my cheek.

-I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have let her do that to you, he says.

-Here, I have cold hands, he then says and places a hand on my cheek. It was actually cold and it was really nice against my swollen cheek.

Seventh year:

We were supposed to be on our second term of our seventh year now... but instead I'm locked in Malfoy's basement with Harry, Ron, Hermoine, Luna and Mr. Ollivander.

Suddenly one of the death eaters from the woods, who were chasing us, comes down the stairs and opens the door. He grabs me and I immediately start struggling and screaming and kicking against him.

-No! Let her go! I said let her go! Harry shouts as they drag me away. Suddenly, Bellatrix Lestrange comes into the dungeons. She smiles evilly at Harry.

-Do you... care? For this traitor? She asks. Harry closes his mouth and his jaw is clenching. He glared at Bellatrix but every now and then he looks towards me. Bellatrix puzzles it together and smiles.

-You do care for her! Oh how sweet... bring him too boys! This is going to be fun! She giggles wickedly and another pair of death eaters grabs Harry and pulls him up too. No matter how hard we struggle, we don't get out of their grip.

The death eater throw me onto the floor and the other two who were holding Harry, holds him to the floor. They hold his head so that he looks to me. I am just about to stand up and grab a wand, before Bellatrix jumps on me.

-Now let's see what kind of fun I can have with you, L/N... you could have been a good death eater, your parents too but... they didn't want to, so they had to go... and now it's your turn, she laughs wickedly, before grabbing a knife and grabbing my arm and... starting to cut my words into my arm. I start screaming in agony as it burns through my arm. I scream at every millimeter she carves. I can hear Harry's screams mix with mine.

-No! Let her go! Leave her alone! Harry screams loudly. I wiggle and cry as I scream, trying to make it stop. Suddenly she stops and I just lay on the floor crying as I feel blood dripping from the cuts in my arm. Then Bellatrix is thrown off of me. I look up and there stands Dobby, along with the others from the dungeon. Hermoine and Ron had blown the death eaters off of Harry, given Harry a wand and he had immediately throws Bellatrix off of me. I breathe out heavily as Harry helps me up and gives me a random wand.

-Are you alright? He asks. I could see the drying tears on his cheek. I shake my head but he doesn't get a chance of saying anything more before Bellatrix stands up.

-You house elf! Bellatrix spits.

-Uh oh. It's time to go! Dobby says before snapping his fingers and apparating us away.

We land on a beach. I cough as some sand gets in my throat, Harry next to me. Harry looks at me as I wince from sand getting into my fresh wounds. He immediately takes my arm and looks at it.

-I'm so sorry... he says. Then he looks around.

-Dobby... where's Dobby? He asks and looks around.

-Here Sire, Dobby says, revealing Bellatrix' knife in his stomach. He falls but Harry catches him.

-No Dobby, please... Harry says.

-I'm sorry mr. Potter... Dobby broke his promise, Dobby says.

-Yeah you did... but it's a good thing, Harry tries to keep him alive, but I know it's just for granted. I sit beside Harry and put a hand on his shoulder, ignoring the pain in my arm for a second.

-This is a beautiful place to be with friends... Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Dobby says and tears immediately fall. I try to not make a sound.

-Harry Potter... Dobby says before he falls limp. Harry is shaking. He grabs my hand on his shoulder with his hand and hold it there. Luna softly sits down next to us.

-We should close his eyes... don't you think? She asks. Harry can only nod. Luna then softly closes Dobby's eyes. Harry's tears start to fall again and I grab his head, making him lean on me. I hold his head with my hand and softly rub his cheek with my thumb as we cry.

-There... now he could be sleeping, Luna says. Harry looks down at Dobby.

-I want to bury him... Harry says. He looks at me and I nod.

-Properly. Without magic, he adds. I nod and he turns so his face is in the crook of my neck. I let him cry as I softly pet his hair. I look at Ron and Hermoine through my tears. They look hopelessly at me. Then I look at Luna. She smiles softly at me. I mouth a thank you to her, as she softly pulls Dobby out of Harry's grasp. Then he immediately hugs me and sobs even harder. I hold him closer and continue to pet his head.

-It's ok Harry, it's ok... Dobby is in a better place now... I try to reassure him. He nods.

-I could've lost you, he sobs.

-No no Harry, sshhhh.... I say. He wasn't completely wrong, but I was here and alive.

We wait for sun, before Harry and I start digging a grave. As we're done, Ron and Hermoine comes with Dobby wrapped in a soft white cloth. Harry softly takes Dobbys body and places him carefully in the grave. Then we all start pushing the sand back into the hole, covering Dobby. Then we just sit by his grave, mourning him. Ron holds Hermoine as she cries against his shoulder. Ron and I make eye contact and he motions to Harry, who's turned away from us. I sigh and stand up, walking up to Harry and sitting down next to him.

-You did a good thing Harry... I say quietly. He looks at the ground.

-I could've done better... I could've made sure that you or Dobby wasn't involved in this, he says.

-Don't blame yourself Harry. I chose to come with you when we left, I say and he looks up at me. My arm was now bandaged and Harry carefully grabs my hand.

-Well... I'm sorry that I gave you that choice, he says. I sigh and stroke his cheek with my other hand.

-Stop blaming yourself... I say. We stay quiet for a while.

-Did you know that I'm madly in love with you? Harry then asks as we look each other in the eyes.

-What? I ask.

-Yeah, Harry then says, and frowns. A tear falls down his cheek and he looks at my bandaged arm.

-Harry, it's not your fault, I say.

-I could've stopped them... he says and looks into my eyes again.

-I could've... if I wasn't such a coward, he says.

-Harry shut up, I say harshly. I take a shaky breath and I know that Ron and Hermoine were looking at us.

-You couldn't have done a thing. They were holding you down. There was absolutely nothing that you could've done, I say.

-So stop blaming yourself for everything you don't have any control over, I tell him harshly. He just looks into my eyes as I glare at him. Then he reaches out and kisses me.

I freeze for a second, before kissing back.

-I know... but I never want to see you get hurt, Harry says when we pull apart. I know that this isn't ending anytime soon, so I sigh as a tear falls.

-Then look away...