I bounded up the stairs and came to a halt just as Potter, Weasel-bee, Draco, Goyle, and Blaise came flying out and tumbled on to the ground.
"Blaise! Draco!" I screamed. I ran towards then and flung myself on top of Blaise.
"You fucking idiots! Do you know how worried we were?!" I exclaimed, punching both of them on the shoulder. "We're in a fucking WAR! You don't just go running off somewhere before telling us!"
Blaise kissed me lightly as Draco hugged me.
"Sorry," they both muttered.
I put my hands on my waist. "Maintenant, vous pouvez soit aider Potter et la belette avec cette putain de bataille, soit partir. Choisissez, parce que je reste."
"Lyra! He'll kill you!" Draco cried.
"I don't care. I hate Him," I responded coldly.
Blaise snaked an arm around my waist. "I'll stay," he drawled.
I looked at Draco. Draco sighed. "For right now, I'll stay," he muttered.
I turned to Potter. "Now, where do we need to go. I have maybe half of Slytherin who wants to fight," I asked with an edge of coldness.
Potter looked surprised before muttering, "Entrance hallways."
I curtly nodded and dragged the two boys out with me.
"Expecto Patronum!" I whispered. A huge snake came out of my out-stretched wand. "Nat, take the Slytherins and come to the Entrance hallways," I whispered before sending it off.
"Come on!" I yelled at Blaise and Draco, before I took off running.
Translations:
Maintenant, vous pouvez soit aider Potter et la belette avec cette putain de bataille, soit partir. Choisissez, parce que je reste : Now you can either help Potter and the weasel with this fucking battle or leave. Choose, because I stay.
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