Secret part 2

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(I'm sorry if I get facts wrong :( so even tho Blaise is only in half blood Prince and deathly hallows I've decided to add him in order of the phoenix. I'm not following any of the actual Harry Potter books. Making it up as I go along <3)

(Y/n) pov
It had been a few weeks since Umbridge had been tearing the school apart. You'd hardly seen Blaise because everywhere you turned she was there. Voldemort was back. Nobody seemed to care apart from Harry,Ron, Hermione & me. Harry had started bringing students together to fight off the death eaters. However finding students who wanted to join was the hard part.

After finishing potions I felt a presence behind me , I wasn't bothered by it at all. I couldn't care less if it was Pansy coming to beat me up because of being a 'mudblood'. I carried on minding my own business until I reached the library, fed up of this person following me. I grabbed my wand and turned round to find myself pointing my wand at Blaise. In shock I put it away. 'Oh god I'm so sorry.. I.. I didn't relise it was you' i said stuttering over my words. All he could do was laugh at me for being a flustered mess. ' it's fine.. i need to talk to you about Harry' he whispered. I was shocked.. he just called potter by his actual name, Blaise wasn't like the other Slytherins, he wasn't cold hearted or a bully. He was a genuine nice guy who just so happens to have the most awful 'friends'

' I heard Harry is building a group to stop the death eaters' he blurted out quietly, How did he know? ' you don't have to lie to me , I just want to be a part of it. I want to help out. I've decided I don't care if anyone spots me with you Or any of your friends. I want to do something good. I might have some information that may help everyone as well.' My mouth was open but no words would come out , did he say he doesn't care if anyone spots me with him.. those words constantly repeated in your head. ' re..really.. your sure.. everyone from slytherin will hate you. Are you sure that's what you want' I was so worried for him, slytherins hate everyone expect themselves. I wasn't going to let him be mistreated by them if they found out. ' i don't care about them at all. You don't need to worry' he smiled. ' I'm sure Harry won't mind at all' I said smiling back.

{ a few minutes later}

'ARE YOU INSANE (Y/N)' Ron shouted at the top of his lungs 'he's a slytherin... bad guy... we don't want him in the group.. he'll go and tell Umbridge' Ron carried on.. words going in ear out the other 'Ron... he's not a bad guy.. he wants to help' (y/n) said trying to snap some sense into him .Like that would work. 'Ron we have 6 people so far in the group, you really think that will get us passed a death eater' Hermione spoke up 'we need at least 15 or more'
Harry stayed quiet trying to assess the situation, 'he has some information that might help you guys out' (y/n) said trying to back Blaise up as much as possible. 'Draco's dad is a death eater' Blaise blurted out. The room went silent. 'What?.. how do you know' Harry said finally ' Draco told me as a secret, obviously was a huge shock but he's been saying that they've been trying to get the dark Lord back. Which must of worked when Cedric died. That's all I know.' Blaise said looking at everyone's shocked faces. ' your in' Harry said ' you know the Slytherins more then we do. You'll be great help for us' Harry smiled.

(Y/n) POV
It was such a relief that everyone excepted Blaise as well they did. Ron wasn't sure yet but everyone else was getting along with him nicely. Nobody had found out yet that the two of you we're dating but they didn't need to know. I found an old picture of the old Order of the Phoenix group. I saw someone who looked familiar. It was my mom and dad. I'd never heard any stories about them because they died when I was 2 years old and it was a very sensitive subject but me, but I was told I was a Muggle born which this proved everything wrong. Neville looked at the back of the photo and read the names out of all the members. (Moms/name) & (dads/name) (last name)... everyone looked at me. I wasn't a muggle.. this took a lot to process. Harry's parents we're in the photo , along with Neville's.

I slowly walked away from the photo to the other side of the room , playing with the ring that used to be my mother's. An arm wrapped round my shoulders and pulled me into a hug. I recognised the cologne. It was Blaise. I sighed and rested my head on his chest while tears ran down my cheek. The thought of my parents being killed by death eaters entered my mind. I never knew how they died, maybe this is how. ' you okay' I heard Blaise's voice which snapped me out of my thoughts. 'Yeah I..I'm okay.. thank you' I wiped my tears away and looked up at him. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

(Blaise POV)
'We should get to practicing' Harry said as everyone moved into the center of the room ' we're going to practice stunning spells' Harry explained 'who's up first?' I saw Hermione pushed (y/n) out of the line so she would go first 'I hate you' (y/n) mouthed to her while Hermione chuckled silently, I couldn't help but smile. 'Why not' I thought and stood out of the line. Others were shocked and some started whispering 'omg he's going to hurt her' I couldn't help but role my eyes. 'I could never hurt her' I thought, sad that people thought this. 'I'll go easy on you' I said smirking 'awh really...' (y/n) said sarcastically as I moved away from her , I turned and she smiled while getting her wand ready. It was so quiet. I opened my mouth to say the spell when she suddenly did it quicker and I went flying, hitting my back on the floor I couldn't help but quietly moan in pain. I got up of the floor to find (y/n) smiling and looking at me while the other girls laughed with her 'I think you were to slow' Ron said after the same thing happened to him with Hermione 'yeah' I said while smiling.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 02, 2020 ⏰

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