The Girl Who Fought | h.p |

O.W.Ls? Padfoot?

Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup. Nova was ecstatic, but she felt guilty. She wasn't there to watch Ron as he came in the clutch. 

Ron brushed it off, but it clearly affected him. He's been the forgotten child all his life. To the Golden Quartet, he was never forgotten. Nova always made sure he knew that he matters to them. 

But they didn't stick around for his game. 

He went to every single game Harry and Nova ever played in. The least they could've done was watch. 

But they didn't. 

And it bothered Nova. 

The teachers have been revising for a week and Nova felt like her brain was going to explode. 

While Hermione made sure to study as her life depended upon it (in her world it did), Ron and Nova had studied the bare minimum. Whenever Hermione would study, the duo would sneak down to the kitchens. 

"Honestly, I feel like Snape is trying to kill us!" Ron groaned as he took a bit of pie. 

"Tell me about it, bro," Nova agreed. "I love Minnie, but if she gives me one more damn study guide I'll give her a bloody paper cut."

"How long do you reckon we have until Grade-zilla finds us?" Ron inquired. 

"Give or take fifteen minutes," Nova answered. 

"And until Harry finds us?" 

"Negative five seconds," A voice said from under the cloak. 

Ron began to choke on his pie. Nova smacked his back to allow him to breathe again. 

"You two left me with her." Harry shuddered. 

"Sorry, Darlin," Nova sympathized. 

Harry stole Ron's pie and began eating it, much to the ginger's dismay. 

"Oi! I was eating that!" 

"Too bad," Harry said in a muffled voice. 

"Harold, your wife is here." Nova stated. 

"I know. You're right in front of me." Harry shrugged. 

"You smooth mother fucker," Alex laughed. 

Regulus huffed and crossed his arms. 

"Oh stop being a sour gummy worm, Regs," James teased. 

"What the bloody hell is a sour gummy worm?" Dorcus asked. 

"During 'Padres and Child' night, AKA Black-Lupin Family Night," Lily began to educate. "Nova found these gummy worms at the store and got some. They ended up sour. Now all the Marauders and Moonfoot use it as an insult and as a way of saying someone is grumpy."

"That makes no sense," Alex stated. 

"We stopped questioning it," Lily whispered to them. 

Nova's face turned an embarrassing shade of red. Harry froze when he realized what she said. 

"No. No. No." Ron said quickly. "Nope. Nopety nope. Ron said no." Ron stood and immediately moved Harry's chair fifteen feet away. "I think the fuck not you trick arse bitch."

"Hey! That's my catchphrase!" Nova joked. "And for the record, Harold, I was talking about treacle tart."

Harry blushed a darker red. 

"As you admitted earlier this year, you are sexually attracted to treacle tart," Nova teased. She knew he wasn't, but it was something she was going to tease him about till she died.