✔️Azalea Hogwarts (Harry Potter Love Story)

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AZALEA STOOD AMONGST THE OTHER MEMBERS OF THE DA WAITING FOR HARRY TO BEGIN THEIR LATEST LESSON. Everyone seemed incredibly excited which she was glad about, it was good that people had a reason to be joyful despite the castle being extremely miserable as of late. 

"Stunning one of the most useful spells in your arsenal" Harry began and Azalea noticed his confidence, he was definitely getting used to teaching and he seemed happy to be standing in front of them all. "It's sort of a wizards bread and butter really" he turned to face the youngest DA member as everyone else moved out of the way. "So, come on then Nigel" he smiled. "Give it your best shot" people looked between them and Azalea smirked, she couldn't wait to see harry get stunned, maybe it would put him down a peg or two, he was getting quite cocky. 

"STUPEFY" the boy screamed and both of them flew backwards and crashed to the floor. Azalea was glad that she could only feel it when Harry was in significant pain, falling to the floor wouldn't activate the bond and cause her a mirror injury. 

"Good, not bad, at all , nice one" Harry huffed as he stood and everyone got into pairs, Hermione was going to go with Harry but then turned and winked at Azalea before leaving to pair up with Ron. "You won't win again" Harry chuckled and called out to the room "three, two, one, GO" within an instant Harry was on the floor, having been thrown across the room and Azalea was stood smiling, having made no sound whatsoever. "How do you always do it wordlessly?" he wondered, he knew it was possible but he was shocked that she could do it. The girl merely shrugged. 

"Magic" she winked before helping him from the ground with her gloved hand and turning to watch Ron and Hermione, aware of the twins smirking happily at her, Harry rolled his eyes at this. 

"Don't worry, i'll go easy on you" Ron promised Hermione and Azalea instantly knew that that was enough for her to win. 

"Thanks Ron"  she stated sarcastically as he walked away. 

"Come on Ron" the twins cheered and Azalea merely smirked from beside Harry.

"One sickle" one of the twins whispered to the other whilst the other returned with "You're on" Azalea rolled her eyes and looked up at them to see them smirk their customary expression.

Hermione shouted the word after a pause and he went flying backwards whimpering like a child which caused Azalea to giggle. Harry looked down at her with wide eyes of awe as he heard her produce such a delicate sound but pulled himself together as she glanced at him. The twins exchanged the money. "Thank you" "Shut up" as Ron approached awkwardly. 

"I let her do that, It's good manners isn't it?" one twin crossed their arms and nodded with a smirk looking over at the girls who were all giggling as he nodded "It was completely intentional." 

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Azalea wondered passed the wall of plaques with an eyeroll, not even caring as Filch added a number 82, all students submit to questioning about illicit activities. it was getting completely ridiculous and Azalea was thankful for the distractions that the day would bring as it was the first quidditch game of the season, Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Hagrid had also finally returned and Hermione, Ron and Harry were all incredibly excited. Azalea found herself to be very worried about Harry as he began getting more and more visions of Voldemort, she suspected that somehow the man was getting inside Harrys head and she had discussed it with Dumbledore many times over the course of their chats. She had tried to get Albus to speak to the boy but it was to no avail, Dumbledore was far too stubborn. 

It was also nearing Christmas and due to the fact that Umbridge was in the castle, Dumbledore had suggested to Azalea to return to Grimmauld place with the others as the adults had agreed. she reluctantly accepted the invitation though was worried about her first Christmas without her family. She knew she'd have no presents and she felt awkward intervening on their day, they were all a family. 

Unfortunately the game did not go well, Ron turned out to be a fairly bad keeper and the Gryffindor's all moaned to one another as they returned to the castle, hearing the snakes holler about how 'Weasley is our king'. Azalea merely sighed and patted Ron on the shoulder, it was going to be a very very long day.

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Azalea stood beside a Thestral, an apple in hand as she fed the gorgeous creature, her hand stroking over its leathery skin. She hated that people hated them, it was merely due to the fact that the only ones who could see them were those who had seen death, Azalea had seen death many times before. Her first glimpse of it was at aged ten when Salazar had taken her with him to a battle, it was a group of fairly weak witches and wizards and she had fought them. She remembered as she shot a spark of red toward them, they were thrown backward, directly into a green line of fire shot from her own fathers wand. She had caused that mans death, it was the first of many. As the Slytherin king returned his sobbing daughter into the loving arms of Helga, she had never seen her mothers look so utterly enraged. But after that battle, she attended them all. She was created to fight so there was no reason to keep her out of battle.

"Hello Harry" the bubbly voice of Luna greeted and Azalea did not so much as turn to face the boy. She knew that after the death of Cedric, Harry would be able to see the beautiful winged creatures.

"Hello Luna." he returned "Hey Azalea" she did not turn to face him, although she felt incredibly rude by not doing so she just could not bring herself to do so as water pooled in her eyes, she did not want him to see that she was weak. She stroked the creature continuously. The build up to Christmas was incredibly hard for her and she wanted nothing more for time to fly back, she wanted nothing more than to be sat in the Hogwarts of the past with her four parents and beautiful sister, even her sisters former love Christopher. It felt a world away now, people spoke of her time in stories.

"You can see them" the blonde girl smiled as she acknowledged and he nodded, his eyes were caught on Azaleas back, he couldn't help but wonder why she stood facing away from her like that but he could tell by her slumped shoulders that she was upset. 

"What are they?"

"Thestrals" 

"Why can't other people see them?" 

"They can only been seen by people who have seen death" 

"You have...?" he trailed off.

"My mum" Luna trailed off and smiled in soft remembrance as he began to stroke a Thestral, shocked by its soft flesh. "I am going to head inside, I need to find my things before term ends" she smiles and wonders off leaving the boy who lived and the girl who never got a chance too. 

"Who did you see?" Harry asked slowly, he did not want to scare her. 

"I do not know their names." she informed him and he frowned as she turned to him "My father took me with him to a duel once." she informed and he was shocked, his heart lurched for her. He wished more than anything that he knew more about her. A single tear rolled down her sweet wholemeal cheek and he caught it with him fingers, she froze from the pain and looked up into his eyes. The Potter boy misunderstood her gasp as usual and his hand opened, gently cupping her cheek. They stood very close, almost chest to chest and he looked her in the eyes. his hand trailed to her chin and his hand pulled her chin up so he could see her face better. 

Before either of them knew what was happening, Harry pressed their lips together and Azalea froze, her eyebrows crumpling together in pain, her hand pressed onto his chest but she did not push him away. The kiss was slow but it was only that, a kiss. He soon pulled back and pressed his forehead against hers, unknowing of the immense pain it caused her. 

"I am sorry you had to see death"

"I am sorry that you had to as well" she returned and he smiled before kissing her forehead and beginning to walk away. 

"Are you coming?" he wondered gently and she frowned gently.

"I will stay here for a moment longer I think" she stated and he nodded softly before vanishing. When he was out of sight, her eyes widened and her gloved hand touched her lips that were burning, she groaned in slight pain and closed her eyes, tears leaking out through her line of eyelashes. She did not understand any of the feelings she felt, on one hand his touch pained her immensely whilst on the other she longed for it, she wanted nothing more than to be near him... it shocked Azalea for she had never felt anything like that before in her entire. She wanted him... she 'fancied' him. And that scared her more than the burning feelings on her lips.