"I spoke to it. I mean it wasn't unusual for me; it's happened before."
Harry was being ignored my just about everyone in the school at the moment. Ever since the incident at the dueling club it seemed everyone thought he was the heir of Slytherine. And Hermione was right; he very well could be. Ana disagreed, saying the heir would have been lost forever after a thousand years, or at the very least there would be about a dozen individuals who could lay the same claim. It could be anyone. But since Harry wasn't the one doing these things, he was certain it wasn't him. Didn't matter that everyone else suspected him. Sometimes he got irritated with Ron and Hermione's uncomfortable silence and asked Ana to just take a walk with him. This was one of those occasions.
"I just don't know what to do."
Ana snaked her arm through his and led his to the bench in the courtyard outside the school entrance. Once they had she signed back to him, 'Everyone's scared. It's just that you have an unusual gift that has a connection to dark wizards. You've had some wrong place wrong time bad luck. I don't know who is doing this, but eventually it will become clear who is and everything will be okay again.' She reached to his chin and turned it toward him. 'I'll never believe them. And I'll never turn my back on you.'