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"Avada Kedavra!" Balletrix Lestrange shouted as she pointed her want at my uncle. Sirius fell to the ground. I screamed.
I woke up screaming and yelling Sirius's name. The door to Ron and mine's room flew opened and Remus was at my side with Ron in a second.
"Calm down, Harry! He's gone! You have to let go!" Remus shouted as I continued to scream. I was gripping the sheets with such force that I could feel the half-moons begin to imprint themselves in my skin. I barely had time to react before I felt a hand slap me across the face.
"Harry! Snap out of it!" Hermione screamed over me. I sat dumbly with my head tilted to the side because of the force of the slap. Slowly I came back to reality.
"Thanks, Mione." I told her as I turned and gave her a tight lipped smile. She was a good slapper. Poor Ron. I thought as I climbed out of bed. Everyone seemed to think I was fine and filed out of the room including Ron. I turned to the long full body mirror hanging on the closet. I looked a mess. I had dark circles under my eyes and my hair looked as if I was pulling it out at night which I probably was. I had always been thin, but now I looked like I wasn't even capable of standing. Opening the closet I found a usual outfit with consisted of a black t-shirt and black skinny jeans. Lately I had notice that I like the whole tight jeans loose shirt look. I ran a brush through my hair and threw it on the bed. Walking out of the room, I found the halls Grimmauld Place silent for the moment. Walking down the stairs I soon heard the familiar sounds of people in the kitchen. I near the said place and entered only to have everything go silent. I hated that.
"Good morning." I finnaly chocked out and everyone smiled.
"Good morning Harry, my boy." Mrs. Weasley said making her way around the table and hugging me. I hugged back half-heartedly, "you want some food?" I nodded. Everyone chorused their hellos to me as I sat at the table.
"Harry you haven't heard but guess who's coming to help you with Occlumency lessons." Hermione excitedly told me and she bobbed in her chair. Dread suddenly washed over me like a waterfall.
"Who?" I managed to ask as I started to pick the skin around my nails. I knew they were bleeding, but I didn't care.
"The snarky one himself," Ron began and I felt my heart stop. "Professor Snape." I literally felt as if I was to faint. I slowly stood.
"I'm not feeling so good, I think I'll go back to my room, and sleep a little more," I told them as I turned and began to leave.
"Wait." A cool voice said making me jump. I looked up to find Professor Snape standing in the doorway to the kitchen. I began shaking ever so slightly. Snape regarded me with sharp, cool eyes.
"Potter,"Snape began coldly. "You are expected to meet me in the library in an hour for your lesson. And if you fail to show up because of tiredness then I will come get you myself and I will use any means necessary to get you out of bed. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded my head and Snape turned in a billow of robes and glided down the hallway. Without saying anything, I left the kitchen, and made my way back to my room. Once the door was shut between everyone and I my body slowly sank to the floor. Sobs racked my body as I began to cry. This was going to be a trip of a lifetime.