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Megan P.O.V.
My eyes fluttered open. My head was pounding as I tried to sit up. "Err- ouch- what happened?" I asked looking around. My dad, Dumblez, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Dawn, Danni, Mrs. Weasley, Sirius, Ginny, two red-haired people I didn't know, Mad-eye, Snape, and Mr. Weasley were sitting around my bed.
"Voldemort." Harry said, hugging me gently.
"Have you been crying?" I asked.
"Yeah." He half-laughed, wiping his eyes.
"Aww, that's really sweet Harry." I said kissing him.
"How did you escape? Kingsley said that you were in an alleyway in the middle of Diagon Alley." My dad said, looking older than ever.
"I don't know. I thought I was going to die, but I remember wishing I had my wand. I though t I felt it fly into my hand or something, so I thought of Diagon Alley and somehow I apperated. Even though they had an anti-apparition spells on the building." I said.
"I believe that you may have wand less magic. Think very hard about levitating that book Megan. I'll bet you can do it." Dumblez said, pointing to a book on the table next to me.
"Okay." I closed my eyes, thinking about the book floating up. My head hurt a little with the effort, but I concentrated harder still.
I heard Hermione gasp and opened my eyes to see the book drop back down on the table. Dumbledore was the only one who didn't look extremely surprised.
"It seems to me that you have a very large amount of power for one so young. But, I will have to ask that you don't flaunt your new powers in school. I have to go. Try not to be kidnapped again." Dumblez said, hugging me.
"Kay, see you." I said, hugging him goodbye. After he departed, with Moody following him out, my dad hugged me and left as well. Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Danni, and Dawn left as well when Mrs. Weasley called them out to help with lunch.
"So… I got kidnapped again. What did I miss?" I asked.
"Harry won his hearing and is cleared of all charges, Buck beak grew a bit, Sirius seems to be growing a beard, and you have a giant scar on your stomach and chest." Hermione said.
"What!" I said, pulling my shirt up enough to see my stomach. There were three long white lines that ran up my stomach and most likely up to my chest as well.
"What happened in Malfoy Manor?" Ron asked.
"Well, Voldemort was trying to find out what I was afraid of, so he brought out a boggart." I said.
"Are you serious?" Sirius asked, alarmed.
"No. I'm Megan. You're Sirius." I said. He didn't laugh, but Hermione, Harry, and Ron did.
"No listen, Voldemort could use that against you. What are you afraid of?" He asked.
"Well when I get near a boggart everything goes black and I hear screaming of all the people I love." I said.
"You're scared of the people you love being hurt while you can't help." Hermione concluded after a moment of thinking.
"I suppose so." I answered.
"He could use that against you. Don't play the hero. If you find out that he's torturing your dad, Dumbledore, Dawn, Danni, Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, anyone, just let the rest of the Order know immediately. Don't go after them alone." Sirius said. "Your dad would agree with me as well Megan."
"Okay. I won't Uncle Sirius" I said. I would let them know if that happened, but I didn't quite know about the not going after them alone.
"Uncle?" Harry asked once he left.
"He's like my uncle and I love him like one." I explained offhandedly. "But I'm really hungry, so let's go get some lunch."
I jumped from the bed and took Harry's hand in mine. Together we walked downstairs into the kitchen. Lunch was a pretty boring affair, and afterwards, I helped them clean up the attic.
"Crap." I said as some weird black knob on a drawer tried to bite me.
"Hey, here's a biting doorknob." I said to no one in particular.
"Stun it and throw it away." Sirius said, carefully digging through a trunk with Harry and throwing things into two piles.
"Kay." I said. I stunned the knob, and threw it into the large garbage bag sitting on the floor. I opened the door then, and looked inside. There were about thirty boxes stuffed in the cabinet.
"Harry? Hermione? Can you guys help me look through this stuff?" I asked.
"Sure." They said, walking over and each grabbing a box. After most of them had been emptied and sorted through, I grabbed the last box and opened it up.
Inside was an assortment of photos of Sirius, Griffindor scarves with Sirius's name stitched in them, and even a lock of hair that looked the same shade as his.
"Sirius… Remember how you ran away as a kid? I think someone missed you." I said, showing him the contents of the box.
"That wasn't my mum. It must have been my brother or someone." He said, looking through the box.
"Call Kreature up here." I said, having a vision.
"Okay, Kreature!" Sirius yelled. The house-elf appeared up the stairs.
"Yes master?" The house elf croaked nasally.
"Who's things are these?" I asked kindly. He stayed silent.
"Answer her." Sirius said.
"These things were Kreatures." He said.
"Why did you have them?" I asked.
"Kreature used to respect the blood traitor and missed him when his brother died." Kreature looked angry for admitting it.
"Why do you not like him anymore?" I asked.
"Master Sirius is not nice. Master Sirius broke Kreature's mistresses heart. Master Sirius Is a blood traitor. Mistress missed and loved him. She burned the hole in his name!" He laughed harshly.
"You may go." Sirius said, kicking him out of the room.
"Of all people, I would never have thought that Kreature would miss me." Sirius said, shaking his head.
After we finished clearing the attic, we ate lunch made by Mrs. Weasley, and we started cleaning the upstairs bathroom. We all decided to call it quits around eight o' clock and we all went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up early, my head in my hands, one thought racing through my head. I had to break up with Harry. I knew that this would hurt me, but I was putting him in danger. I was selfish for dating him when I knew I was putting him in danger. I had to break up with him, and by doing so, I would single-handedly be ruining my life, happiness, and breaking my heart in the process.
You know what sucks? The fact that on opening night for Harry Potter and the Half-blood prince was sold out when I got to the showplace! I'm going to go today, but it's not the same as it is when you go on opening night! Anyway, this chapter is too short! But I felt it best to stop it here. I have this story written already partially written in a notebook. In this story, they havn't started their fifth year. In my notebook, they're starting their sixth year. I'm really trying to update more often! Also, I really need a new summary! Could anyone give me any ideas on how to make a more appealing summary for my story? Help please! Review as well! Love as always for my readers,
BellaCullen2312
(Oh, I'm putting this in now after I typed everything above. I saw the movie, and it was AMAZING! Though, my brother and his friend were complaining that there was no big fight with Voldemort! XD I almost cried when Dumbledore died, it was a bit sad. Anyway, review!)