Sorry for such a long wait for the next chapter. School has been pushing so much work on everybody, it's crazy. ANd don't forget about sports and practices. Practice everyday, sometimes twice a day, except for on Saturdays. It's absolutely crazy. Oh, yeah, Harry Potter doesn't belong to me because I'm obviously not J.K. Rowling. (Sorry if you thought I was. I'm just some random Hufflepuff writing about Harry Potter)
Chapter 9: Worry Rats
I woke up last unsurprisingly. I groggily moved my way over to the kitchen table and set my wand atop it. I pulled some pumpkin juice and a plate of eggs and bacon when a small sound made me stop. The sound stopped almost as quickly as it started so I continued to eat. Then I heard the sound again.
"Where is that sound coming from?" I asked.
"I believe that it's coming from your wand, Potter" Snape answered harshly. I quickly looked down. My wand was vibrating and the tip was glowing slightly. Harriet was trying to call.
"Excuse me," I mumbled as I ran to the bathroom. I cast locking spell and was about to cast a silencing spell when I remembered that your wand would automatically do it when you answered. I held the wand to my ear. "Hello?" I asked unsure into my wand.
"Harry? Oh, Harry! I was so worried. I tried to call last night and you didn't answer. I kept thinking that the worst would happen. Eventually Sirius had to brush my hair to calm me down. Gosh, Harry I was so nervous." Harriet rambled on. Harriet was rambling, that must mean that something is wrong.
"Harriet, what's wrong?"
"Wrong? Nothings wrong I was just so worried and-"
"Harriet, your rambling. You only ramble when something's wrong." I interrupted.
"It's just, well…. Sirius has been kinda acting strange. Not entirely like himself. I don't know if I'm just upset and imagining it or if it's actually happening or- I'm rambling again. Sorry." Harriet said.
"What do you mean that Sirius isn't acting like himself? Is he doing anything to you? I know he's our godfather but if he's doing anything-" I angrily said before Harriet interrupted.
"No, it's nothing like that. He just seems a little weird. I'm probably just paranoid."
"Okay," I said unsure, "but if he continues to act this way I think that we should tell Snape and Lupin." I waited till Harriet agreed to say bye and hang up the "phone".
I headed out of the bathroom and into the kitchen and sat on the table. I had just resumed eating when Snape said, with a sneer, "Took you long enough. I was about to go ask if you fell in."
I caught Lupin's attention when I didn't respond. He looked up and saw me just pushing my food around on my plate, deep in thought. "Is something wrong, Harry?" He asked, worried.
"What, oh. Er….. No. Nothing's wrong. Just thinking." I said, taking a bite of my food as if to prove that I was fine. Lupin left me alone after that and breakfast stayed quiet.
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*A few days later*
"Harry, you have someone that wishes to speak to you." Shape said as he left his room. Confused I went unto his room and quickly understood what he meant when I looked at the fireplace. Within the emerald green flames that resembled my eyes so much, was the face of Sirius.
"Oh, hi Sirius. I didn't expect to see you. Is something wrong?" I asked slightly worried.
"Well, yes. But nothing too bad." Sirius quickly said when he saw my very worried face. "It's just that Harriet doesn't seem to be eating a lot. She's losing weight that she can't really afford to lose. She seems to eat even less when I ask her about it or when I try to press her to eat. Do you know what I should do?"
"Oh. Harriet doesn't like to eat usually when she's feeling under the weather, sad, nervous, or worried. I bet that it's a little bit of all of it. She's probably not feeling the best since she hasn't gotten to go outside for a while. Make sure you give her hugs every once and awhile. It helps her stay grounded.
"She's probably sad that we are separated. If she and I could talk after we are done talking I think that it would help greatly. She's probably worried and nervous over school and little things like that. Give her mundane tasks like laundry or dishes or something else that requires repetition. It helps her think. As for what you should do to get her to eat more, well. You just have to keep offering it but don't push it on her. She's probably eating more than you think. Sneaking snacks during the night and such." I finished.
"Wow, Harry. You really seem to know your sister." Sirius said in awe. That's a weird comment to hear from Sirius.
"Of course I know her. I've spent my whole life with her and the first 11 years were spent in a closet under the stairs." I mumbled. I would have figured Sirius to know why my sister wasn't really eating. We've spent enough time at his house before.
"Sorry, what was that, Harry?" Sirius asked with a slightly cold voice.
"Oh. I was just saying that I should bloody know my sister after being stuck with her for 15 years." I tried to joke but I was secretly taken aback by the coldness in Sirius's voice. He never talked to me or Harriet like that before.
"Yes. I guess that you would seem to know everything about someone then. Well, that's all I wanted. Bye, Harry." Sirius said as he turned to leave.
"Wait, Sirius! I want to talk to Harriet!" I shouted at him.
"What? Oh, yeah. Harriet! Harry wants to talk to you!" Sirius called over his shoulder to, I assume, Harriet. Sirius was quickly pulled away from the flames and Harriet took his spot.
"Harry! I've missed you so much! I can't wait until we get to see each other in person!" Harriet said all in a rush.
"Harriet! We've been separated for less than a week! Calm down!" I said chuckling. Soon Harriet joined in.
"Sorry, Harry. I'm just worrying too much." Harriet said when we both calmed down. Laughing with my twin felt good.
"Is that why your not eating very much?" I asked concerned.
"Part of it. Yeah" Harriet mumbled. Then she leaned forward and whispered very quietly. "I'm worried about Sirius. He's acting even stranger. He hasn't called me Princess once- you know how much he likes that nickname, he wouldn't stop calling me it last year at Christmas- he forgets things like how I like to cook the muggle way or that I like to read. He's keeping a close eye on me, not letting me be by my own for very long. He-"
"Harriet, are you almost done? We should probably let Harry and Snape be." Sirius called out, interrupting Harriet.
"Yes, Sirius. Bye, Harry. Miss you and love you. Talk soon." She said with a wink at me. Before I could say goodbye or anything, the flames died down. Leaving me to look at the blackened bricks that made up the chimney.
Sorry once again for the extremely long waits. School will probably always come first. I'm just curious, what's your Hogwarts house? (I'm a Hufflepuff. Any fellow Hufflepuffs reading?)
