Harry Potter and the Bucket List

Year 5 - 8

Beta: Cloudy

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I had spent all Saturday night at the Orchid playing a never-ending game of chess with Tom. We were both crashing once dawn crept through the curtains, so I decided to take a brief nap on Sunday at the house. Sil was kind enough to wake me up in the evening later that day so I could return to Hogwarts before my absence was noted.

Poor traumatized and ostracized Rosaline Potter could hide out in her room all day without drawing suspicion from the outside, but I knew my babeh snakes would still be concerned about me.

It was time to head back and check up on them. I needed to prepare for next week with them anyway.

And...

I needed some time to think.

I had put off the Horcrux issue long enough, but Tom bringing them up put them to the forefront of my mind.

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Monday morning I had been stolen away from the Slytherin table by Harry as soon as Daphne and I entered the Great Hall. I had come in late because I overslept. I stayed up way too late with Draco and Blaise playing a game of bullshit. Blaise had decided to sleep in and skip breakfast. Theodore, Vincent, and Gregory practically dragged Draco out of bed—I could hear him moaning to be left alone all the way from my dorm room.

Despite being sleep-deprived and grouchy, the pale boy did not show it as he sipped his morning tea and put on a false face of disgust when he spotted me.

I made no effort to hide my tiredness. Maybe it would be a good idea to spread a rumor I was having nightmares.

When Harry grabbed and pulled me over, I didn't put any effort. He seated me in between Hermione and Ron as he sat across them next to Neville. Hermione noticed the bags under my eyes.

She reached forward, her brow creased. "Did you sleep okay?"

"Mn. Stayed up too late Saturday and Sunday," I said, stifling a yawn. "Oh hey. Grats Ron, I heard you made the team."

Ron beamed. "Yeah."

"Paddy already bought him a broom," said Harry. "But we can talk more about that later. Here, read."

TRESPASS AT MINISTRY

Sturgis Podmore, 38, of number two, Laburnum Gardens, Clapham, has appeared in front of the Wizengamot charged with trespass and attempted robbery at the Ministry of Magic on 31st August. Podmore was arrested by Ministry of Magic watchwizard Eric Munch, who found him attempting to force his way through a top-security door at one o'clock in the morning. Podmore, who refused to speak in his own defense, was convicted on both charges and sentenced to six months in Azkaban.

"Sturgis Podmore?" said Ron slowly as he read over my shoulder, "but he's that bloke who looks like his head's been thatched, isn't he? He's one of the Ord—"

"Ron, shh!" said Hermione, casting a terrified look around them.

"Trespass and attempted robbery," repeated Harry. "On a top-security door. Rosie, you're the most familiar with politics and the laws, what door could possibly warrant such an extreme punishment? The Minister's office?"

"No," I said with a shake of my head, struggling to keep my yawns in check. "Maybe if it was attempted murder, but breaking into any of the public department offices won't land you in Azkaban."