When broken people collide,
Stars are born.
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After the events of The Deathly Hallows, Harry Potter is more than ready to kick back and enjoy life without the knife of a prophecy over his head. But, of course, when h...
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• September 16th, 1998, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry •
"Chudley Canons is the best!"
"Puddlemore United is the best, you dunderhead!"
"If you both don't shut it right now, I'm gonna hex you both to oblivion," Theo and Blaise closed their mouths quickly at Percy's words which sounded very promising and the wand aimed at them just made it clear that she will do it.
Draco saw, quite amused of how the two boys seated in front, who had been in You-Know-Who's presence, shivered under Percy's glare. He can't really blame them. He leaned in to whisper to his friend. "We can see Madame Pomphrey if you want," his grey eyes were filled with worry.
"Nah, I'm fine. Plus, I don't wanna miss my first DADA class," Percy tried to smile but it was more of a grimace as the pounding in her head became more prominent.
Draco laid his hand on her back. "Hey," he said softly. His magic which had been floating freely around him rushed to Percy, trying to comfort her. It was almost as if it had it's own mind, Draco didn't notice this happening but the demigod did notice it.
Her headache lessened, the black spots that danced in her vision disappeared. "I'm fine,"
"You totally don't look fine," He looked around the DADA classroom to see the seventh years chattering from the back where they were seated. Their conversations had only become louder as they waited for their DADA teacher to arrive. He was half tempted to hex them, but he controlled himself and cast a silencing spell around them blocking all the incoherent things. He didn't forget to cast a charm to notify them if anybody walked into the room.
"Thank Hades, that's better," She smiled at him in gratitude.
"You okay now? We can see Madame-"
Percy cut him off. "No, I'll be fine,"
Draco looked at her uncertainly as she smiled reassuringly. "Why do you get these headaches anyway?"
She hesitated before answering. "You see um, I got a major head injury a few months ago and um, because of some weird reason I get these constant headaches,"
Draco saw right through the lie but didn't question her further on that matter. "So, what do you do when you get these headaches?"
Percy felt guilty for lying to him. She knew that he could see right through her lie. She wanted to tell him the truth but she couldn't for obvious reasons. Obviously, she can't tell him she get these headaches because of the curse that Hell himself had placed on her.
"I swim or run or train,"
"Anything we can do now?"
"Nothing that I know off,"
A frown crossed his face as he thought of how she disregarded caring for herself. "Nothing?"
She thought for a moment. "Will did say that getting rid of my bad memories may or may not help as the injury was inflicted with magic,"
