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I'm getting tired of you pushing me 'round
Dragging me down
Making a sound because you wanna
I guess that's why I like messing with you
Putting you through
A lesson or two, because I'm gonna
Before I go my own way
I just gotta say

Leave me alone
Get out of my face
I'm tired of love
Feeling so misplaced
Time for you to go
'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh
Leave me alone

This isn't gonna work
Don't call me on the phone
Because I'm all out of words
I'll face the unknown
Thinking about all the ways that I've grown
Oh, Leave me alone

There was the time I thought you were the one
Having some fun
Getting it done
What an illusion
'Cause you were trying to take control of me
That couldn't be, I need to be free of this confusion
Don't give me a guilt trip, because I'm so over it

Leave me alone
Get out of my face
I'm tired of love
Feeling so misplaced
Time for you to go
'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh
Leave me alone

This isn't gonna work
Don't call me on the phone
Because I'm all out of words
I'll face the unknown
Thinking about all the ways that I've grown
Oh, leave me alone

"Leave Me Alone" – The Veronicas

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Chapter Four

Tori's POV

After the Care of Magical Creatures fiasco, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and I all headed to the Great Hall for a stuffy period. Much to my surprise, and slight displeasure, Malfoy and his band of idiots were already there. I could clearly hear Draco prattling away about his arm. I saw pug-face Pansy Parkinson practically sitting on his lap, unnecessarily consoling him, and asking him ridiculous questions about how bad the pain is. I raised an eyebrow and turned back around to see Ron, who was sitting next to me, glaring harshly at them.

"Listen to the idiot! He's really laying it on thick isn't he?" Ron asked.

I snorted, "Yeah well, that's Draco for you. Drama queen extraordinaire," I said smirking.

Ron and Harry snorted a laugh, and Hermione grinned.

"At least Hagrid didn't get fired," Harry said.

"Yeah, but I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this," Hermione said grimly.

"Ah, Lucius Malfoy. The biggest drama queen of them all," I mused. We all smirked at that. I thought back to last year when he and Arthur Weasley got into a fist fight in Flourish and Blott's, because of Lucius' prejudices.

"He's been sighted! He's been sighted!" Seamus yelled, slapping down a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Who?" Ron asked.

"Sirius Black!" he said, frantically.

My heart dropped. I looked over at the Ravenclaw table to where Gabe was sitting alone, who having heard the whole thing, was already rushing to our table. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I all got up and crowded around the paper to see the story. Sure enough, there was dear old dad, making front page news.

"Dufftown? That's not far from here," Hermione said and Gabe grabbed my hand. I looked up at him and paled.

I've never seen him look so terrified.

Yes, he's my twin brother. Not older, not younger. And out of the pair of us, I was always the braver one. When we were seven, and there was a gnome in the front yard, I was the one who went out and got rid of it. Gabe was the one who sat back and told me how to get rid of it because I've never done it before. When we were eight, I was usually the one who was getting rid of the pests in the house while mum was sick in bed, when Gabe would be sitting at her bedside reading to her. Gabe was usually the smarter one, hence the houses we were sorted into. But just seeing Gabe looking so afraid unnerved me.

"You don't think he'd come to Hogwarts, do you?" Neville asked.

"There's dementors at every entrance!" Dean said.

"Dementors. He's already slipped past them once hasn't he? Who's to say he won't do it again?" Seamus asked, glancing at Gabe and I, looking apologetic.

"That's right. Black could be anywhere. It's like trying to catch smoke. Like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands," Bem said.

That really hit a nerve. He's right.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from my father's picture. He looked truly insane. I don't think I've ever been so scared in my entire life. If he's looking for Harry, then no doubt he'd be out looking for his own children as well. I'm scared for myself, I'm scared for Gabe, I'm even scared for Uncle Remus.

"Come on Tori, we've got to get to Defense," Ron said, pulling me out of my trance.

"Yeah. Okay, let's go," I said, waving off my friends' concerned looks.

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When we got to the DADA classroom, we all sat down. Ron by Harry, and Hermione by me. It took a few minutes for everyone to show up and sit down, and then Uncle Remus came out of his living quarters. He looked exhausted. I hate seeing him like that.

"Everybody come along, we're not going to do this lesson in here," he said, walking toward the door. Hermione and I looked at each other and got up. He then led all of us to a nearby empty classroom, with nothing but a wardrobe in it.

It couldn't be.

No. Not during our first class!

The wardrobe jolted and shook.

Ugh! It is. Merlin Uncle Remus!

"Intriguing isn't it?" he asked.

"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you blind? She's right-," I started and turned to my right, but she wasn't there.

What the hell?

I turned around, looked behind Harry and Ron, then behind the people behind them.

She wasn't there, so I turned to face the front again. I looked at Ron and shrugged.

"Would anyone like to venture a guess, as to what is inside?" Uncle Remus… Professor Lupin asked.

"It's a boggart," I answered.

"Very good Miss Black," he said, smiling at me. I smiled back.

"Now, can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?"

"No one knows," Hermione said, suddenly appearing beside me.

"When did she get here?" "Where did you go?" Ron and I asked at the same time.

Of course, she ignored us.

"Boggarts are shape-shifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most. That's what makes them so…," Hermione started before… Professor Lupin cut her off.

"So terrifying, yes, yes, yes. Luckily a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. Let's practice it now. Without wands please. After me. Riddikulus!" he said.

"Riddikulus!" we all repeated.

I already knew how to do this. Two years ago, we had a boggart in a closet at hime. Of course, unlucky me, at 11 years old opened it, and the scariest looking clown I've ever seen came out, grinning menacingly at me.

I can face giant spiders. I can handle that viscous three-headed dog that they keep in the castle. I can help my friends take down a fully grown troll on Halloween. I can deal with being trapped in a small space with Ron and Lockhart for 45 minutes.

But send a clown my way?

I'll be gone before you can even think the word 'magic,'.

"Very good," he praised. "A little louder, and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!" we repeated again.

"Very good. So much for the easy part. You see, the incantation is not enough. What really finishes a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me please? Come on, don't be shy. Come on," Professor Lupin coaxed when Neville hesitated. "Hello. Neville, what frightens you most of all."

Neville mumbled something no one could understand.

"Sorry?" Professor Lupin asked.

"P-Professor Snape," he said louder. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

I understand where Neville was coming from.

"Professor Snape," Professor Lupin laughed. "Yes, he frightens all. I understand you live with your grandmother."

"Yes, but I don't want that boggart to turn into her either," Neville said and a few people laughed. I smiled.

"No, it won't. I want you to picture her clothes. Only her clothes, very clearly in your mind."

"She… carries a red handbag," Neville started.

"We don't need to hear. As long as you see it, we'll see it. Now, when I open that wardrobe, here's what I want you to do. Excuse me," Professor Lupin said and whispered something to Neville.

So, evidently, Snape's going to come out of that wardrobe. And Professor Lupin said something about Neville's grandmother's clothes.

That means…

…yes. Yes!

I grinned widely.

"What's so funny?" Hermione asked me.

"Wait for it," I said.

"Can you do that?" Professor Lupin asked Neville, who nodded. "Yes. Wand at the ready."

Professor Lupin opened the wardrobe and Professor Snape climbed out.

Oh, I am so ready for this.

"Riddikulus," Neville said.

And it happened.

Professor Snape appeared in a green dress, a bird hat, a fox scarf, heels, and held a red handbag in his hand.

Oh Neville. I could kiss you! You just made my life so much better. Where was Collin when you need him with that bloody camera?

The whole classroom was filled with laughter, but no one seemed to be laughing harder than Harry, Hermione, Ron, and I. I had to lean on Hermione a bit just to keep myself standing.

"Now, everybody form a line," Professor Lupin said. Hermione and I immediately got in line behind Harry.

Ron was first… oh boy.

"I want everyone to picture the thing they fear the very most, and turn it into something funny."

Ron stepped up and Professor Snape turned into a giant spider.

"Merlin's beard," I whispered. "It's last year all over again!" Harry turned to look at me and nodded.

"Riddikulus!" Ron said, and roller skates appeared on each of the spider's eight legs.

Everybody laughed and Parvarti stepped up and the spider turned into a large snake.

Hmm… I kind of like snakes. Some of them are rather pretty.

"Riddikulus!" Parvarti shouted and the snake turned into a Jack-in-the-Box. And what was coming out of said Jack-in-the-Box?

A clown.

A bloody clown!

My eyes widened and I ducked behind Hermione when Harry stepped up to it. I looked over at Uncle Remus and he was smirking at me! I glared at him and his smirk turned into an amused grin.

Yeah, him and Gabe find my fear of clowns funny.

The boggart began to change and I grew worried. After a few moments the boggart changed into a dementor.

"Here!" Professor Lupin shouted, running in front of Harry. The boggart changed again, only this time it took shape of a glowing white orb.

The moon.

My eyes widened.

Is he stupid?

"Riddikulus!" Professor Lupin shouted and the boggart turned into a deflating balloon and flew back into the wardrobe.

After that, Professor Lupin quickly dismissed the class. I decided that I would wait to talk to him about it since he looked so tired.

We were all on our way back to the common room when I stopped.

"You guys go ahead. I'm going to take a walk and try to find Gabe."

"Do you want one of us to go with you?" Harry asked.

"No, it's okay. I'll be back in the common room before dinner. Wait for me there?"

"Sure," Ron said, and I walked off in the opposite direction as them. I walked directly where I knew Gabe would be since classes are over. The library. I finally got to the library and walked in. Madame Prince gave me a look and I just smiled brightly at her.

She loves me.

I found Gabe sitting at a table in the corner, by himself engrossed in a book. I sat down across the table from him and looked at the cover of the book. Hogwarts: A History. I should have known. I swear, him and Hermione should have been twins. I stayed still for a few minutes, not saying or doing anything to get him to acknowledge my prescience. I wanted to see if he could find out for himself that I was there. five minutes ticked by, neither of us moving, except when he would turn a page, or scratch his head.

Ravenclaws and their books.

I cleared my throat.

"Oh, hey Tori."

"Hello Gabriel."

"Been there long?"

"Just five minutes," I said dryly.

"And you didn't think to make your prescience known?"

"I wanted to see how long it took you to notice. Then I got bored."

He smirked and looked back at his book.

"Have you had Uncle Remus' class yet?" I asked.

"Yes, it was my second class of the day. Did you face your clown boggart again?" he asked smirking.

"No actually, he stopped us before all of us got a chance. Harry went before me," I started.

"What was his?"

"A dementor," I said.

"Really? And-,"

"Uncle Remus stepped in front of Harry," I started, "it turned into the moon," I whispered.

"What?" he demanded.

"I know. I mean, I don't think anyone really noticed, or knew what it was because he was kind of standing in the way. The only one who would have seen was…"

"Was? Was who?"

"Hermione," I said with wide eyes. Hermione was brilliant. She'll figure it out eventually. I just know.

"That's not good," Gabe said grimly.

"Well… maybe she won't find out?"

"Maybe...," he said wearily.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He really didn't sound good.

"Yeah, just a little tired."

"Where's Michael," I asked.

"Probably with the guys," he said softly.

"You know, why don't you sit with us at meals… and when you have nothing to do, instead of sitting in here, why don't you come to our common room?"

"I don't know Tori, I'm sure you guys don't want a Ravenclaw in your common room," he started.

"Nonsense! You're my brother, and you're friends with my friends. Maybe I can even ask McGonagall if you can sleep there-,"

"Uh, no thanks Tori. Just hanging out there is okay, but I'm okay in the Ravenclaw dorms."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Don't worry about me."

I sighed, "Okay."

"It's almost time for dinner," he said looking at the clock on the wall.

"Let's go then, want to come with me to the Gryffindor common room really quick? I have to meet up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione."

"Yeah sure, let's go."

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