"Impossible!" Parvati squeaked, covering her mouth in surprise. Her gaze darted frantically over my features, clearly searching for evidence to confirm what she was seeing.
But Jasmine McKinnon looked utterly speechless. Her eyes went impossibly wide behind her cute round glasses, lips parting even more in disbelief. "Is... is it really you?" she whispered softly, stepping closer without even seeming to realize it. "Are you really Harry Potter?"
"...Something like that," I replied vaguely. "I just couldn't stand by and watch a cute girl and her friends being harassed." Realizing it was probably best I didn't linger too much longer, I smiled warmly at the trio. "It was really lovely meeting you three, but you should probably avoid creepy dark alleys from now on. Unfortunately, I won't always be around to rescue you from assholes like Malfoy."
Then, without thinking much about it, I reached out and gently took Jasmine's small, soft hand in mine. Her eyes widened adorably as I brought it up to my lips and placed a slow, tender kiss on the back of her delicate skin. Her warm hand trembled slightly in mine, her breathing hitching softly.
As I lifted my gaze again, Jasmine stared at me in stunned silence, her face now an even brighter shade of crimson. "Y-You just-" she seemed too embarrassed to say anything.
With one last gentle squeeze of Jasmine's warm hand, I slowly released her. "Take care, Jasmine," I said softly, savoring the cute little gasp that escaped her lips.
Then I smoothly slipped my sunglasses back on, adjusted my hat, and casually turned to walk away-stepping over the three unconscious guys-leaving the three lovely girls staring after me in astonished silence.
I still needed to get a gift for Hermione. This would probably be the last time I would meet up with Hermione before we were off to Hogwarts.
— Jasmine McKinnon-Potter —
A bit later...
Jasmine sat quietly on one of the worn wooden benches in the peaceful muggle park, her fingers nervously twisting together as her heart continued to pound wildly in her chest. Her two closest friends, Lavender and Parvati, sat beside her, both girls still buzzing excitedly from the incredible events earlier in the alleyway.
Lavender giggled loudly, leaning back casually and flashing a teasing grin at Jasmine. "Oh my god, Jazz, I still can't believe your secret half-brother just swooped in out of nowhere, totally kicked Malfoy's pompous ass, and then kissed your hand like some dashing prince from a romance novel!"
Parvati covered her mouth, giggling as she joined Lavender's teasing. "Seriously! Talk about a plot twist! You must've felt like you were living in a fairytale!"
Jasmine blushed furiously, her cheeks burning bright red as she desperately tried to ignore the lingering warmth that still tingled pleasantly across the back of her hand. She shot Lavender an embarrassed glare. "Stop it! It's not funny! And Harry clearly has no idea who I really am! If he knew, he never would've... k-kissed my hand like that," she stammered shyly, her cheeks growing even hotter as she remembered the way Harry's soft, warm lips had gently brushed against her skin.
Lavender rolled her eyes playfully, smirking mischievously at Jasmine's embarrassment. "Oh please! He seemed pretty into you, Jazz. Secret brother or not, he was obviously checking you out. Besides," she added with a dramatic sigh, "I called dibs already, remember? So no stealing him from me!"
Parvati nudged Lavender sharply, grinning at Jasmine. "Don't mind her, Jazz. Lav's just jealous because Harry clearly only had eyes for you back there."
Lavender gasped dramatically, clutching her chest in mock-offense. "How dare you, Parv! I claimed dibs fair and square!"
Jasmine groaned softly, hiding her bright red face in her hands. Her friends were impossible, but she adored them anyway. "Can you two please stop teasing me? This is already awkward enough as it is."
But as embarrassed as Jasmine felt, she couldn't deny the fluttering feeling deep in her belly whenever she thought about Harry.
She bit her lip shyly, her pulse quickening again as she secretly admitted to herself just how incredibly attractive he was-those mesmerizing eyes, strong jawline, and muscular build beneath his simple disguise. Lavender might be shamelessly honest about it, but Jasmine would never openly confess how damp her panties had gotten watching Harry's incredible display of power and dominance against Malfoy and his goons Crabbe and Goyle.
He'd been her hero today, rescuing her like something out of a fairytale-an impossibly sexy hero, at that.
But the reality of her complicated connection with Harry quickly sobered Jasmine's dreamy thoughts.
Her mother, Marlene McKinnon, had once been best friends with Lily Potter, Harry's human mother, back during their Hogwarts years. A night of drunken mistakes and poor choices had led James Potter-Lily's husband-to have a brief affair with Marlene, resulting in Jasmine's unexpected birth.
That painful betrayal had utterly destroyed Lily and Marlene's friendship, though ironically, it ended up saving Jasmine and her mother's lives. Marlene had fled to a remote, hidden location with baby Jasmine during the First Wizarding War.
Jasmine knew she'd probably owe her entire life to that difficult decision, as shortly after, the McKinnon family estate had been brutally attacked and destroyed by Death Eaters, killing Jasmine's grandparents in the process.
Growing up, Jasmine had always believed she and her mother were the last surviving members of their broken family, especially since everyone thought Harry Potter-the famed Boy-Who-Lived-had died defeating Voldemort as a baby. Her entire world flipped upside down mere weeks ago when the shocking news had spread across the wizarding world like wildfire, revealing that Harry Potter was actually alive!
And now she'd finally met him in the most unexpected way possible, with Harry swooping in heroically and rescuing her from Malfoy's harassment. Jasmine knew she'd have to tell Harry the truth about their complicated relationship eventually, but right now, the very thought made her cheeks flame even hotter!
Lavender leaned forward eagerly, eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So what are you gonna do now, Jazz? I mean, Hogwarts starts soon, and Harry's gonna be there too according to the Daily Prophet!"
Parvati nodded encouragingly. "Yeah, you should probably tell him sooner rather than later, right...?"
Jasmine groaned softly, dropping her face into her hands again as her stomach churned anxiously. "I know, I know," she muttered miserably. "I'll obviously have to have a talk with Harry at Hogwarts... and make sure he understands the appropriate way he should behave around me-his sister. He can't just go around doing things like kissing my hand!"
Lavender smirked wickedly, elbowing Jasmine playfully in the ribs. "Oh please, Jazz. Don't even pretend you didn't love every single second of it."
"Stop it!" Jasmine hissed, trying unsuccessfully to hide her flustered smile. "I'm serious! He's my half-brother-it's just not right!"
Parvati giggled knowingly, leaning closer. "Right or not, you're definitely attracted to him, Jazz. Admit it!"
"I am not!" Jasmine protested, blushing furiously again.
Lavender scoffed dramatically. "Liar! I saw how you looked at him. And considering how wet my panties got watching him kick Malfoy's ass, I guarantee yours were even worse!"
"Ugh!" Jasmine buried her burning face in her palms, trying not to smile despite herself. "You two are the absolute worst!"
Her friends merely laughed louder, enjoying her embarrassment far too much.
As their laughter subsided, Jasmine let out a soft sigh, finally admitting the truth quietly. "Fine, maybe I thought he was attractive. Okay, really attractive. But nothing can ever happen between us-he's my half-brother! Besides, I'm sure Harry has more than enough girls throwing themselves at him already."
Lavender giggled again, tossing her hair back confidently. "Well, he'll soon find out that none of them are nearly as interesting as us! Especially me, of course!"
Parvati rolled her eyes playfully. "Seriously, Lav, you're absolutely shameless."
"Thank you!" Lavender replied cheerfully, clearly proud of herself.
Jasmine smiled softly, shaking her head fondly at her best friends' antics.
...
...Unknown to the three witches, an emaciated black dog was hiding nearby in a bush, listening in on the entire conversation. Sirius Black's tail was wagging, happy that his secret god daughter was doing well after all these years, but at the same time, his paws were covering his doggy ears as he tried to not listen in to the three girls all gossiping about how sexy Harry Potter was...
At least now that he was sure "both of James' kids" were doing alright, he could focus entirely on tracking down the rat!
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Chapter 9 (~8400 words)
— Sona —
Sona sat comfortably on the soft sofa of Rias's spacious clubroom, carefully eyeing the chessboard between herself and her second closest friend, Rias Gremory. Sona pushed up her glasses slightly, her pink eyes sharply focused as she contemplated her next move.
Across from her, Rias leaned back gracefully with her bright crimson hair cascaded freely over her shoulders. Beside them, Akeno-Rias's elegant and beautiful Queen-silently poured hot tea into delicate porcelain cups.
"Here you go, Sona," Akeno said softly, placing the steaming cup gracefully in front of her.
Sona nodded, giving her a polite but reserved smile. "Thanks, Akeno."
She picked up her tea, appreciating its soothing aroma. As Sona sipped, Rias made her next chess move with deliberate care, sliding her queen forward confidently. Sona raised an eyebrow-typical boldness from Rias, but she was already forming a careful counter-strategy in her mind.
"You know, Sona," Rias suddenly began, her voice playful and mischievous, "I heard an interesting rumor the other day..."
Sona glanced up briefly, wary of the playful glint in Rias's eyes. She knew that tone. "And what's that?" Sona asked calmly, placing her tea cup gently back on the saucer.
Rias leaned forward eagerly, elbows resting casually on her knees. Her lips curled into a teasing smile as her blue eyes sparkled with excitement. "Apparently your dear sister, Serafall, had a secret love child with a human woman...?"
Akeno gasped softly, her hand lightly covering her mouth in exaggerated surprise. She obviously already knew of course.
Sona rolled her eyes dramatically, letting out a long-suffering sigh. "Honestly, Rias, at this point you can't really call it a secret anymore. Serafall's been bragging nonstop to anyone who'd listen."
Rias giggled softly, tilting her head curiously. "Oh? So it's true? My, my, how scandalous. And what's this boy's name, hmm?"
Sona felt her cheeks warm immediately, a subtle yet noticeable flush spreading across her usually composed face. "His name is Harry," she mumbled, instantly annoyed at how quickly her blush gave away her embarrassment.
Rias caught the blush immediately, her smile widening wickedly. "Oh, Harry, is it? Interesting. Is there something you'd like to tell us, Sona dear?"
Sona huffed indignantly, adjusting her glasses again in a failed attempt at composure. "There's nothing to tell..."
"Funny," Rias replied teasingly, her voice full of playful suspicion, "because it seems your cheeks got very pink very quickly."
Akeno, sensing her friend's playful attack, immediately chimed in softly, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Ara ara, she's right, Sona. That blush looks rather telling."
Sona shifted uncomfortably on the plush sofa, cursing internally as her cheeks grew hotter by the second. Damn Rias and her perceptiveness. Damn Akeno and her polite yet relentless teasing. Her heart sped up slightly, memories of brief yet charged interactions with Harry quickly flooding her mind.
"Honestly," Sona protested, clearing her throat to steady herself, "nothing happened between us!"
Rias let out a soft, knowing chuckle, leaning back gracefully and exchanging a conspiratorial glance with Akeno. "Well, I didn't even ask if anything happened, did I? Did I, Akeno?"
Akeno shook her head lightly, her voice dripping sweetly with feigned innocence. "Ara ara, no you didn't, Rias."
Sona groaned softly, her cheeks burning crimson now. She felt cornered, and it annoyed her greatly how Rias always managed to do that so effortlessly. She glanced away, nervously playing with a lock of her sleek, short black hair, silently scolding herself for falling into their gossip trap.
Rias leaned closer again, her voice lowering to a teasing whisper. "Come on, Sona. You're usually so composed and careful. I've never seen you blush like this. Harry must be quite special. And also, you've been away from Kuoh for weeks now, Sona. Did something perhaps happen between you and this mysterious Harry during that time...?"
Sona felt her heart jolt slightly, immediately sensing the dangerous waters she had wandered into. She glanced away quickly, but it was too late. Rias had already caught the subtle blush that was creeping onto her cheeks.
Before she could respond, Akeno leaned gracefully over the table, her smile innocent but her tone entirely too teasing. "Ara, ara, Sona. Were you perhaps doing something scandalous with this handsome boy back home in the underworld?"
"Nothing scandalous happened," she mumbled quietly, lowering her gaze slightly to avoid their intense stares. "I was merely busy training Harry. And when we weren't training..." She hesitated for a brief moment, memories of their peaceful strolls flooding her mind. "We simply spent time together on walks around the estate gardens, or sometimes explored the nearby devil towns. Going to restaurants or getting ice cream together."
She expected perhaps a soft chuckle or an amused remark, but instead, there was a lengthy silence. Frowning slightly, she dared to glance back up and immediately wished she hadn't. Both Rias and Akeno were openly gaping at her, eyes wide and expressions full of disbelief.
"You..." Rias began slowly, a delighted smile forming on her lips, "you mean to tell me, Sona Sitri, that you've essentially been going on dates with this Harry guy for the past two weeks?"
Sona's eyes widened, her throat drying instantly at Rias's accusation. "Dating?" she spluttered quickly. "We weren't-no, it wasn't like-"
"Oh my," Akeno interrupted sweetly, placing one slender hand over her lips in mock surprise. Her violet eyes gleamed mischievously as she glanced knowingly at Rias. "How bold of our dear Sona, quietly nurturing a romantic relationship without telling anyone. So naughty!"
