Lady Mortem || Harry Potter Fanfiction

"Have you lost your mind?!"

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"Little one."

Scilla averted her gaze from the book she was reading and looked to the source of the voice. A black cat came sprinting towards her.

"Mort?"

"Go to the weird tree. The youngest Weasley son drag Neville there, along with the Granger daughter."

"Weird tree? You mean Whomping Willow? Why?" Scilla closed her book and tossed it aside.

She had a bad feeling about this. It is late at night and past curfew. Nothing good ever come with Ronald Bilius Weasley actions. She was surprised they could avoid the prefects and professor patrolling the corridor.

"They spotted a death eater near there. And they're not wrong."

Scilla felt a chill ran down her spine. She looked at the embodiment of death in horror. The death eater won't dare to touch her, unless they're stupid. But the same can't be said with Neville.

"Those fools!!" She screamed in frustration.

Scilla ran down to the common room not caring that she was barefoot. She almost sighed in relief when she saw that both Severus and Remus happened to be in the common room.

"Dad!!"

Scilla ran to the two adults and grabbed their hand, dragging them outside of the common room.

"Cub, slow down. What happened?"

"Weasley and Granger dragged Neville to the whomping willow. They spotted a death eater there." Scilla told them telepathically.

"Are they there?" Severus asked in worry, implying the death eater when he asked 'they'.

Scilla nodded in worry. Not just because of the death eater, but also the dementors that are still lurking around Hogwarts.

The three ran down the hall and quickly made their way to the whomping willow. Thanks to Scilla's memory of the Hogwarts layout, they quickly reached outside and near the whomping willow.

From afar, they could see three silhouettes running towards the tree. Remus quickly stopped them from moving forward.

Both adults looked quite angry at their reckless behavior. Scilla ignored the others and immediately engulf her god-brother in a tight hug.

"Neville Frank Longbottom! Are you out of your mind?!! It's just Weasley. You can overpower him! Why didn't you?!"

Scilla then sharply turn her glare to Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. She was so close to tearing her hair out from frustration.

"And you two! What were you thinking going outside past curfew! I don't expect much from Weasel, but you, Granger? I thought you could be better than this."

"Hey!! So what if we go outside past curfew?! That's our business." Ronald tried to defend himself.

"Have you lost your mind?! Not only you broke the rule, you, three 13 years old children, are running around outside without a care that a bunch of dementors are lurking around the school ground!! Need I remind you what happened at the quidditch match?! If you want to die that much then go ahead! But don't you dare drag my brother with you!"

Both Ronald and Hermione was speechless, finally understanding the gravity of the situation. Neville was holding Scilla back, trying to calm her. He never saw Scilla lost her composure before. His heart warmed up when he heard Scilla called him brother.