Chapter 2

Three Months Later

"Harry, you know you can tell me anything, right?" Susan asked as she stared up at his troubled face.

"Of course, it's just that… Well I don't know if you want to know… I mean… just forget about it," he replied. She stared up at him as a tear began to form in the corner of his eye. She knew that something was troubling him but what was a different question. After only a second or two she stood up and walked to the window. It was a dark, gloomy day with no sign of hope or joy to cheer her up. Only a few months ago she was a Queen of Narnia and now she found herself secluded from her siblings, standing in a house with an eighteen year old boy who couldn't even trust her to keep a secret for him. As she looked around she realized that they were in what might have once been a room. There was a bed covered in pictures, books, and school supplies. A desk with the drawers pulled out and posters that covered every inch of the walls. At first she thought the posters were moving, but figured it was just her eyes. The room was decorated with red and gold ribbons and banners which read "Griffindor".

"Susan," she snapped her head back at him in shock, "You trust me, right?"

"Yes I trust you," Harry's eyes were red and his shirt spotted with tears.

"I need to tell you something that you might not understand, but you have to believe me no matter how crazy it may sound. I feel so close to you that I can't keep this secret from you anymore,"

"Well, tell me, you know I trust…" Harry pressed his index finger to her mouth. "Why are you so scared?"

"You don't understand. I'm am risking everything right now, and possibly endangering you all at once." He sighed, there was no way around it now, "Have you ever wondered if there was magic somewhere in the world?"

Almost immediately memories flashed through her mind. Trees dancing, centaurs, talking lions,etc. " You might say that,"

"Well, I sort of have that magic." He announced in a meek, cautious voice.

"What do you mean?" She was confused; she was supposed to be the one with the secret not him.

"Susan," he grasped her hand tightly and looked deeply into her greenish -blue eyes; "I'm a wizard."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah," Breath, "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah." She quickly caught her breath and saw that he was serious, "You got to be kidding me!" she responded in a troubled tone.



He nodded.

After a few minutes of silence Susan turned to look at Harry's eyes. He wasn't joking, she could tell. "So you can do m…a….g….i…c?"

"Yes," he took his wand from his pocket, "Wingardium Leviosa!" Suddenly a book that sat in front of them began to fly through the air hitting the wall and falling on top of the bed in one graceful motion. "Are you okay?"

She had become flushed, but not by shock. She was amused, her secret was nothing compared to this even though hers was slightly improvable. She chuckled.