I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling the next morning. I was exhausted. I felt like I hadn't gotten any sleep last night.
"Good morning," Hermione said. "Ready for a fun filled day of cleaning?"
"I'm ready to sleep is what I'm ready to do," I said. "I'm exhausted."
"Are you? You slept like a baby last night," Hermione said.
"Maybe it's just the new environment," I said sitting up. "I'll sleep better tonight. So what's this about cleaning?"
"Well, Mrs. Weasley is offended by the state of this place so she wants to clean. Apparently there's a curtain here infested with doxies," Hermione said.
"Doxies? Those things are like the bees of the Wizarding World. It's bad enough they're poisonous but I'm allergic to them," I said.
"What happens if you get bitten by one?" Hermione asked.
"Hives everywhere. It won't be pretty. If I got bitten by more than one I'd probably die, but then again anyone would if there were enough of them," I said with a yawn.
"Wow," Hermione said. "Well come on then. I'm sure she'll find something for you to do that doesn't involve you going into anaphylactic shock."
"Yeah, I'm sure of that," I said climbing out of bed.
I changed quickly and went downstairs to the kitchen where everyone was eating breakfast.
"Good morning, Goober," Sirius said.
"Good morning," I said sitting down.
"Sleep well?" Ron asked.
"Allegedly," I said. "Didn't wake up, didn't toss and turn, I'm just exhausted for no reason."
"You know it is weird you didn't snore," Hermione said.
"You snore?" Harry asked.
"Like a train. She was the worst person to have sleepovers with," Ron said.
"Well you should've made friends with people who didn't snore," I said.
"A person who doesn't snore. Harry doesn't snore," Ron said.
"You do," Harry replied.
I chuckled as Mrs. Weasley sat a plate of food down in front of me.
"Thank you," I replied.
"You seem to be in a better mood this morning than yesterday," Lupin said.
"I'm too tired to be angry," I said.
"Well you'd better get your energy up. We've got lots to do today if we're going to make this place hospitable," Mrs. Weasley said. "You'll be helping won't you, Remus?"
"Of course," he said, as if he had a choice.
Just then there was a loud clatter and then screaming. "FILTYHY MUDBLOODS! STAINS OF DISHONOR"
"What on earth is that?" I asked covering my ears.
"Tonks," Ginny said.
A moment later, through the door walked Tonks.
"Ow," she said rubbing her bright red forehead.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"That stupid troll leg umbrella stand! Not only is it the ugliest piece of decoration I have seen in all my years but it's a menace to my health," Tonks said. "I nearly kill myself on it every time I come in here."
"And that way we can always tell you're coming," Sirius said.
"Screw you, Sirius," Tonks said taking a seat next to Lupin.
"I'm sorry you're a klutz," Sirius said.
"And I'm sorry you're an unsympathetic asshole," she said pulling her hand down from her face. She turned to Lupin. "Am I bleeding?"
"No," Lupin replied. "You might have a bruise later, but you'll be fine."
"Thank you for caring, Remus. You're a better friend than your best friend," Tonks said pointedly.
"I still love you, Tonks," Sirius said.
Tonks leered at him.
"Just let it go. He's always been like this," Remus said.
"I know," Tonks said rolling her eyes.
When we finished breakfast, Harry and I were stuck in the lounge to clean.
"I can't believe they stuck us in the same room," Harry said. "I thought they might think we'd kill each other or something."
"Like I said, I'm too tired to be angry today," I said. "Oh, and thank you by the way."
"Thank you for what?" Harry asked.
"This whole time you never said a word to Sirius about Draco," I said.
Harry shrugged. "Just figured you'd tell him."
"Why would I? Ron and Hermione had to tell you," I said.
"So. . . You don't want him to know?" Harry asked.
"Of course I want him to know. I mean, I like this," I said.
"Like what?" he asked.
"Having him be a part of our lives, like all the time. Seeing him every day, like an actual parent. We've never had that before," I said. "And I like that a lot."
"And he likes it too, I'm sure," Harry said.
"Yes, but families are like a mutual relationship. I mean, someone can't very well take care of you if you don't tell them what's going on," I said. "I know I should tell him about Draco but. . ."
"But what? What's stopping you?" Harry asked.
"He doesn't like the Malfoys and he doesn't like Draco because you told him that he was a git jut like his parents. He doesn't even like the idea of him being my platonic friend," I said. "You know I told him I didn't bring a date to the Yule Ball?"
"You mean he asked you if you had?" Harry asked.
"Yes," I said. "I lied to him. I mean, I don't lie. I'm not a liar am I?"
"Not to my experience," Harry said. "What were you actually talking about that this came up?"
"He just wanted to know why I'd been up to all year. Then he started talking about his days as a man whore," I said.
Harry laughed. "What?"
"Yes. He said something about being with three girls at once," I said.
"Whoa, does he mean like dating three girls at once or did he mean like-."
"I didn't ask," I said. "And then you know what he said to me?"
"What?" Harry asked.
I started to laugh. "That one day I would meet a guy who would ask me if I wanted to take a ride on their broomstick?"
Harry started to laugh too. "He didn't say that?"
"Yes, he did," I said. "And then he said he didn't want me to get syphilis or Chlamydia."
Harry laughed. "Sucks to be you."
"I know it does," I said.
"So, can I ask you something, Hannah, and promise you won't be angry," Harry said. "It's just my natural curiosity as your brother and my insatiable desire to protect you."
"What?" I asked.
". . . You and Malfoy didn't do anything did you?" Harry asked.
I shook my head. "No."
"You swear?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I swear," I said.
"And you would tell me?" Harry asked.
"I don't have a choice. Not only are you my twin but you're my best friend too," I said. "I tell you everything."
"Then what did you and Malfoy do?" Harry asked.
I shrugged. "We talked a lot about nothing. Just hung out, though to be truthful we made out a lot more than usual."
"Well I expected that," Harry said. I smiled.
"Did you tell Sirius about Kristen?" I asked.
"There's nothing to tell. I don't want to talk to her until after my trial. No point in having a relationship with a girl I'll never get to see," he said.
"You act like you're going jail, Harry," I said.
"I might," he said.
"But you won't," I said. "And you're gonna go to Hogwarts and you're gonna go out with Kristen and it's all gonna be fine."
Harry smiled. "I hope you're right."
"I know I'm right," I said.