Crossover

•chapter 13•

A/N: GUYS! I APOLOGIZE GREATLY FOR THE LAST CHAPTER! I JUST REREAD IT AND ALMOST REGURGITATED MY FRIED CHICKEN. ALSO I REALIZED NOW THAT I GOT THE DETAILS WRONG IN THE LAST CHAPTER. I FORGOT THAT RON WAS DRAGGED OFF BY THE BLACK DOG. JESUS CHRIST I PROMISE I'LL WRITE BETTER!!!

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Harry and Hermione's gazes both shifted immediately from Ron's to Blacks. My gaze didnt falter, and remained steadily on the man. Clearly, he had also noticed this and mirrored me, keeping gaze on me. Twins. 

"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!" I finally broke off my gaze and looked over at Hermione who had protectively sidestepped in front of Harry. 

Oh no no no no. I did not sign up to be Harry's bodyguard. 

Despite the fact that I could get rid of Black in a second, I stood back and observed, highly amused. 

It was always fun to see what would people would do at a time of pressure and vulnerability. Throughout my entire existence, I've collected the different types of people and what they would in these situations. You see, people like Hermione would do anything to protect and basically anything they deem useful to the situation. People like Harry would let their friends do everything for them until the last minute where they would jump out and be the hero of everything, however, these people would also let their emotions get the best of them which usually ruined everything or saved everything. And finally, people like Ron would stay loyal to their friends to the very end. Which means they would stop at nothing to sacrifice himself in order to say the people they loved. 

Obviously there were more types, but these were the ones that fit the situation. 

"No. Only one has to die tonight." Black stood there, silently. He had a lanky but built figure. One that a lot of people who deem attractive if it wasn't covered with the ground of the Forbidden Forest. 

"Then it'll be you!" My eyes widened as I watched Harry fling himself on top of the shaggy man trying his best to overpower him. Obviously, considering the fact that Harry was a young 13 year-old and Black was well... old. 

See what a mean about people like Harry letting their emotions get the best of them? Yeah. 

He did this a lot when we hung out. Would make irrational decisions. I guess it is kinda sad that me, a 15 year-old hangs out with a bunch of 13 year-olds. Don't worry though, I was only put into this year because Dumbledore was afraid I wouldn't catch up to the curriculum in year 4.  

I bit my lower lip slightly, trying to keep out the laugh that was threatening to come out. I watching in amusement as Harry rolled around with Black on the ground, struggling to get on top of him. Hermione and Ron watched with faces of pure terror and shock plastered all over them. 

Don't you fucking laugh Clara. Goddamn it, that would be so embarrassing and inappropriate. 

The corners of my mouth slowly rolled upwards forming an unwanted smile. I pursed my mouth into a thin line, quickly getting rid of the smile. 

 After a while of pitiful wrestling, Harry finally managed to subdue the man and pointed his wand at his throat ready to command it. 

"Are you going to kill me Harry?" The man uttered out a deep, disgusting laugh at the sight of his grandson pointing his wand at him. I crinkled my eyebrows slightly, watching as Harry raised his wand a little higher till it met his Godfather's temple. However, before he could utter a single spell, the door to the shack burst open. 

"Expelliarmus!" I whipped my head around unexpectedly at the familiar voice. 

Lupin had his wand point at Harry, who had a face of pure shock. I watched in slow motion has Harry's wand flew into the air and with one swift motion, was caught by Lupin.