Chapter 7:

We walked back to the table and by the time, we got back we had to leave to go to the bookstore. When we reached the bookstore we read a sign on the door that read:

GILDEROY LOCKHART

will be signing copies of his autobiography MAGICAL ME today 12:30 p.m. to 4:30 p.m.

"Cool we will be able to actually meet him!" Hermione squealed. As we were walking in. I saw pictures of him everywhere and didn't actually think he was anything special. We walked in as Gilderoy Lockhart was giving some speech, and I wasn't even listening I was still just going over everything Hermione said at the table. Suddenly the next thing I knew I was being dragged up front with Harry, and a photographer was taking a picture. I instinctively smiled when the flash went off but even I could tell it probably looked fake. "The famous Twins, perfect! Me and you combined will make the front cover of the Daily Prophet."

Then speaking louder and to the crowd he said, "Now when these young twins walked in, they where just here to meet me, but what they didn't know was that they would each receive their own complete set of my books. Free of charge." He set off one of his award winning smiles, and I noticed he still had his arms draped across me and Harry. "Now I also believe is the perfect time to announce my big surprise not only are your kids learning from the books of me, they will be getting the actual me! I graciously took the post of defense against the dark arts this year!"

Everyone exploded into applause! I was stunned, couldn't they find a better teacher than this sack of crap? Mrs. Weasly looked ecstatic, as she basically worshipped Gilderoy Lockhart. We were quickly ushered out of Gilderot Lockhart's limelight with our huge stack of books in hand. When we met with the Weasley family, Harry gave Ginny all of his books. I then turned around and gave my books to Ron. He said thanks and I just nodded in return.

"Bet you two loved that didn't you?" Draco sneered. "Fuck off Malfoy." I answered in return venom running through my voice. Everyone looked at me in surprise since I never usually said anything back and usually laughed it off. "Ohh, is someone upset? Did somebody get a letter from their old family?" I stiffened, how the hell did he know that? "I heard that it was Dumbledore who made sure to send it to you." I was getting ready to literally punch him when suddenly Draco's father came by, and I got a better idea. "Yeah Draco it was great talking to you!" I said acting all sweet and happy. Mr. Malfoy's eyes zeroed in on me, and then saw Hermione and practically hissed. "What?" Malfoy said in shock still not getting what I was doing. "Oops I'm sorry I didn't see your dad. Guess the cats out of the bag. I'm really sorry Draco." I said laying it on really thick. "Well I'll see you at school." I waved and started to walk away, when suddenly Mr. Malfoy grabbed my arm. "Let- go- of- me." I said threateningly. Suddenly he let go of my arm and stumbled back in shock and fell over bringing Ginny's cauldron with all her books down with it.

"What's going on kids? Let's go outside and get fresh air. Oh- Lucious." Mr. Weasly said getting extremely rude at the end. Mr. Malfoy stood with a flourish and didn't even acknowledge Mr. Weasly. He then grabbed Malfoy and started dragging him by the arm, with him pleading saying, "She was lying I hate all of them of course!" I smiled in pleasure at getting my revenge. Fred and George started snickering and whispered to us, "We saw the whole thing it was amazing! Great job Arrington." But I didn't even look their way, I was still wondering how I had made Mr. Malfoy fall, it was like what happened with him sometimes- No don't think about it. I shook my head, and saw Harry looking at me worried. I tried to smile, but it didn't fool anyone.

We all started helping Ginny pick up her books and we put them back inside her cauldron. "Alright let's go." Mr. Weasly said leading us out of the bookstore.

After the scuffle with the Malfoy's, and from my subdued behavior, everyone was less happy, so not long after we were heading back to the Leaky Cauldron. Once there we traveled by floo powder and I remembered I didn't even know what had happened to Harry. What a nice sister I am I thought. Just another item to add to my list of miseries or flaws in my life. Once we got into the house everyone disappeared to their own activities and I went and sat in the tree I had sat in as a unicorn, but this time as a human. I wondered for a split second why I didn't get in trouble for changing into a unicorn, but then I turned my mind to my problems.

I tried to clear my mind, and think of nothing but my friends, Harry, and the fun happy times, but I couldn't. I was far from succeeding. There was so many things I was good at doing. I was great at hiding my emotions most of the time, but sometimes when they grew too much they overwhelmed me, and I tried to bury them deeper making it harder and harder for someone to figure out. Then I tired to figure out why they even bothered trying. Why was I good enough to fight for and yet, other people weren't? Nobody gave a damn about me before and what I was going through, and now suddenly everyone did. It was probably just because I'm Harry's brother. It made sense because I definitely wasn't pretty, I wasn't smart like Hermione. Or funny like Fred and George or Ron, and I definitely wasn't as brave courageous or wonderful like Harry. The tears were pouring now, as I heard the repeated words of my family driven in my head. I corrected myself then, they weren't family. It still was so hard for me to wrap my head around all of it even after all this time. Deep down even though it might seem like I wanted Harry, Ron, and Hermione to stop caring, I really didn't.