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Harry Potter pressed and pressed for information about the prophecy throughout the holidays. Pyxis Malfoy-Black told him as much as she could since it was her fault that he now knew about it. The adults tried to stay away from him because they believed he was too young to know.
"Uncle Sirius, come on. You can't spout off that age crap. You know that Harry deserves to know. It's his life."
"I agree with you, Pyx but Dumbledore doesn't want Harry to know unless it's absolutely necessary."
"You know what it's about. I thought you were on Harry's side. He told me about what happened during his 3rd year. He told me how you seemed to always be there for him but now, you're letting someone else tell you what to do. I like Dumbledore and all but it's not his life. It's Harry's so think about your godson. Until then, I'll be with Nev."
Pyx went to her room, threw some clothes into a bag, and Floo'd to the Longbottom Manor. She was greeted by Dixie, the house elf, who informed her that Mrs. Longbottom was away at a meeting while Neville was in the greenhouse. The girl knew where to go since she had spent a couple days there after they had reconciled. Neville had really wanted to introduce her to his grandmother. Pyx thought back as she made her way to the greenhouse.
"Gran, this is Pyxis Malfoy-Black. Pyx, this is my grandmother Augusta Longbottom."
"Hello, Mrs. Longbottom. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"So you are the girl who has gotten Neville into so much trouble. I knew no one from the Malfoy family could do anything right," she sneered as she looked Pyx over.
"Gran…" Neville pleaded.
"No, it's OK. Your grandmother has her own opinions. I agree that my family is evil but they're not me. Yes, it's because of me that Nev challenged Draco to a duel but I fought through an Imperius curse to keep your grandson alive. It was I who found a way around the dueling rules. You don't even know me but you already dislike me. I guess that it's a good thing that I'm not dating you. As long as Nev likes me, you'll have to suck it up because I won't be going anywhere."
Pyx was staring at Mrs. Longbottom while Neville was wringing his hands with worry. He had never seen anyone stand up to his grandmother like that. It was always his Gran who stood up and made the other person back down. He looked at her and saw her lips were taunt and her eyes looked dark. It was the same look at Professor McGonagall had when she was angry with a student. He grabbed onto Pyx's arm to try to pull her away.
"There are not many who would say or do what you've done. I like those who speak their minds and stand up for what they believe in. The only other woman to have done that was Alice. I've seen the changes in Neville since he's known you and am glad that he's becoming the man I know he could be. Welcome to Longbottom Manor, Pyxis. Keep my Neville safe."
Pyx watched Neville from the doorway for a few minutes before letting him know that she was there. He had dirt streaked across one of his cheeks and his hands were black. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Hey, Nev," she said, kissing his cheek.
"What are you doing here? I thought I was going to see you on the train. You still look tired. Are you sure you're feeling alright?" he said, turning his head to look at her.
She kissed him lightly to reassure him of her health and detangled herself from him. He kept working while she explained the fight she had with Sirius. She was sifting the soil through her fingers because she didn't have the green thumb like her boyfriend.
"So what are you planning? The train leaves the day after tomorrow."
"Do you really want to know?" she asked, with a smirk.
"Pyx, don't. You've just gotten your strength back. Don't do anything foolish."
"Me? Foolish? Never. Neville, if you were Harry, wouldn't you like to know the prophecy? It's something big. Remember the faces on Mrs. Weasley and Remus when I brought it up? He's never had a fair life. I've met his relatives, seen the locks on his door, and know there's more to it than what we all know. Voldemort is always going after him and there has to be a reason behind that. Maybe that's what the prophecy is all about. I'm going to help him as much as I can."
"Pyx, you're as safe as Harry right now. Your uncle is in Azkaban and it's because of you. If any of the Death Eaters catch you, you're as good as dead. I don't want to lose you too," he said.
"Nev, I only plan on dying when I'm old, after marrying you, having your kids, and loving you with all my heart."
Pyx kissed her boyfriend and tugged him out of the greenhouse. She waited while he washed his hands and pulled him into the dining room. Dixie had two places set up at the table and as soon as they were seated, the food appeared. Neville helped himself to the shepherds pie while Pyx picked something lighter. She didn't have the heart to tell him that she tired very easily and had to take a nap during the afternoon. She planned on seeing Madam Pomfrey once back at Hogwarts.
After dinner, they sat in the library curled up on a couch. Neville was reading a Herbology book while Pyx was trying to catch up on what she's missed. That was how Augusta found them except Neville's arm was wrapped around Pyx's shoulders and they were both asleep. She smiled at the two kids, fondly remembering the first time she caught Frank and Alice cuddled up together.
In the morning, Neville found Pyx dressed in her best set of robes and had even curled her black hair. He was godsmacked at how beautiful she was. Pyx smiled at him and put her hand her hip.
"Don't just stand there. Get ready. Wear some Muggle clothes under your robes. We're making a stop in London before going to the Ministry."
"Why? What's at the Ministry?"
It took Neville 10 minutes to get ready. Pyx ran her fingers through his hair a few times and checked her pockets. She pulled out her wand.
"You can't do magic. You're still underage."
"One of the few things that I learned while captive is that they can't keep track of each individual so it's based more on location. You could do magic and they wouldn't come because how would they know if it was you or your Gran? Harry got into trouble because he was the only magical person in the house. I saw your Gran a minute ago so I know I won't get into trouble."
She muttered an incantation and tapped her hair. Rather than black, her hair was now a deep auburn. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked at Neville. Pyx didn't even give him a chance and tapped his hair. He couldn't even stop to look in a mirror before Pyx was dragging him to the Floo.
"Danny Johnstone's flat," she called, throwing in the powder.
She pushed Neville into the flames and followed him. He had just gotten himself off the floor when she came through. He tried catching her but wasn't quick enough. Pyx picked herself up as she dusted herself off and called out to Danny.
"I'm in here, Pyx. You've got 10 minutes before I need to head to the restaurant."
"Thanks for seeing us, Danny. Do you remember Neville?"
"Not as a blond but sure I remember your boyfriend."
"Blond? You made me blond? Are you trying to make me look like Malfoy?"
"I didn't go that blond and besides, if we walked into the Ministry looking like ourselves, they would know we were there. I told you not to worry."
She turned back to Danny who was leaning against the kitchen counter, drinking the last of his tea. He was dressed in Muggle jeans and a black t-shirt. He put down his empty cup and looked to his friend's daughter. He had been part of her life since Lucy had moved in and thought of Pyx as part of his family. There was nothing he wouldn't do for the girl.
"So what's this big question you had to ask me?"
"You work at the Ministry. Have you heard about prophecies?"
"Briefly. There's a room deep within the Ministry that's full of prophecies. I know that it's located in the Department of Mysteries but don't know how to get there specifically."
"Where is this Department of Mysteries located?"
"On the 9th level. I've never had a reason to go down there. What's this all about, Pyx?"
"There's a prophecy concerning Harry and those who know about it won't tell him what it's about. I'm going to find out for him."
"That's exactly what I told her."
"OK, I get it. Just because of what that arse did to me, you want me inside bubble where I can't get hurt," she seethed.
"Pyx, calm down. You're going to lose control over your magic. Ever since you came back, you've tried picking fights with everyone except Harry or are sleeping."
"That's because it all comes down to him. I had a lot of time to think about things while I was under the Imperius. There has to be a reason for it all. My life was a fairy tale compared to his and it's about time that he gets to live his life the way he wants to. No one should have to go through what he has."
"What about your life, Pyx? Have you thought about what else they'll do to you if you get in the way? None of us know exactly what happened when you were away but do you really want to go through that again?" Danny pointed out.
"If it means that Harry gets control of his life, then yes. I thought you would understand since you don't have Dumbledore telling you what to do. Even my uncle, his godfather won't tell him and he used to go against the old man so much during school."
"OK, Pyx. Here's what we'll do. I'll poke around the Ministry, try to get a feeling where the Department of Mysteries is, and if there's anything, I'll send a letter. Take Neville out into London, show him how Muggles live, and relax. You head back to Hogwarts tomorrow so enjoy your last day. Come by the restaurant for dinner. I'll make sure Mario makes your favorite. Everyone's missed you."
"Only if you promise, Danny. I'm not going to let this down. I'm not letting Harry down."
"I promise, Pyx. Now take off those robes and get going. There's a lot to show a pureblood who has never been in the Muggle world before."
"Thanks, Danny. How's the flat?"
"Good. I check it at least once a month. You still have your key, right?"
Danny gave Pyx a hug and left his flat. She removed her wand from the pocket of her robes and slipped it into the pocket of her jeans. Her top was a dark pink wool sweater. She looked to Neville, who had stood there watching her.
"Well, take off those robes."
"I didn't think of bringing a jumper or anything warmer."
"I'll check Danny's closet."
Neville shrugged off his robes and looked around the flat. There was a picture of a young Pyx and Danny at Christmas many years ago. Neville smiled looking at his girlfriend. Her hair hadn't been combed and she was still in her pajamas. The smile on her face was so huge because Danny had given her a giant teddy bear.
"I was 6. It's not often that you get a teddy bear that's the same size as you. I found an old blazer that should fit. His other jackets would be too big on you."
Pyx handed Neville the blazer and took in the sight before her. He was in dark trousers, a white button up shirt, and the jacket. He looked far older than 15. She removed the spells and they were back to normal.
"First stop is to get you clothes. You look like an adult. Come on. There's a little vintage store down the block."