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Sorry it's so short but schools busy right now.

It was 11:59 in the night and Harri was restless. She had the same recurring dream of Cedric every night. Panting, she reached up and wiped the sweat off of her forehead.

"When you feel my heat,

Look into my eyes.

It's where my demons hide,

It's where my demons hi-

Harri's hand slammed down on her alarm clock. 00:00, 31st July, her birthday. She was now 15 years old. Harri sighed, wondering if she will live to her 17th birthday. Voldemort was back, and more bent to kill her than ever. She had been checking The Daily Prophet for news because her friends and Sirius wasn't saying anything.

Unable to get back to sleep, Harri reached over to her desk and grabbed said newspaper to read more thoroughly. It was during this that something caught her eye in the paper.

'Just Needs A Lightning Bolt Scar'

By Rita Skeeter

Dear readers, it seems that Kurt Blaylock, one

of the top Aurors at the Ministry is pulling

a Harri Potter on us. He stumbled into the Ministry

early on Tuesday morning shouting that he had

seen He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! When

you think about it, this is nearly exactly the

same way Harri Potter, the Girl-Who-Lies,

ended the Triwizard Tournament. Is there

a connection, and if so, why is Harri going

to such lengths to get this attention. We all

agree, my friends, she needs to make an

appointment with a Mind Healer and sort out

this serious problem. That's all for now dear

readers, but I promise I will try and find out

all I can about Auror Blaylock's accusations.

Harri gaped at the paper. The-Girl-Who-Lies?! Mind Healer?! When were her friends thinking about telling him about the smear campaign against her?! Why were they keeping this from her?! Is this what they were not talking to her about?!

Harri placed her feet on the cold floor and headed straight towards the trunk at the bottom of her small bed. Her hands trembling from anger, she reached over, unlocked it and felt around inside. Once her hands closed around her writing equipment, she stormed towards her desk.

She didn't notice her magical aura flaring around her or the parchment taking on a pale shade of red. She only felt a boiling rage, one she had felt in the graveyard and deep down inside her, betrayal.

She started writing her letter, the parchment turning a darker colour red as she wrote.

Dear Sirius, Hermione, Ron and anyone else reading this,

Why the hell didn't you tell me the ministry were holding a smear campaign against me?! And why won't you answer my letters?! Do you know how that makes me feel?! How would you feel if I chucked you aside and started making rumours about you?! Or if I decide Muggles are way better and drop you and Hogwarts?! I'm sick of this! Tell me what's going on or I will find out for myself!

Harri wiped away a few tears of frustration and sighed angrily. Damn the time! She was going to send it right now! Her trembling hands reached out and tied the letter to Hedwig. She only noticed that the letter was scarlet red like a howler when Hedwig had already gone.

'Oh well' She thought. 'I think I just found out how to make howlers. I wish I was a fly on the wall at the Burrow.