Another chapter! I hope you don't feel like I'm going through this too fast. Let me know if I am. Also, I want to know, should I do what J.K. Rowling did and after the battle, skip ahead 19 years, or should I actually write some stuff in between? It's a bit early, but I wanted to know now so I can write the plot of the in between time if necessary. Anyway, here's Chapter 14!
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never will. :P
Professor McGonagall just had an aura of authority about her. Especially now, when she was just sitting there looking at Harry and Alex. Staring at his feet, Harry realized they were probably in major trouble. McGonagall did not look happy. That's why it took her by surprise when she almost smiled.
"Have a biscuit." What? harry looked at Alex and saw she was just as confused. McGonagall watched them both. "Well, go on!" she prompted. They each cautiously took one. "Is this true? You both shouted at her, called her and the Ministry various names, and told the class He-Who-Must-Must-Not-Be-Named is back?" Alex nodded sheepishly.
Harry quickly said, "But we were telling the truth!"
"I know that, Potter, but Dolores Umbridge will use any excuse she can to get you in trouble. You know where she comes from and to whom she is reporting. And Miss Thompson, you need to be careful as well. It is very kind of you to stick up for Mr. Potter, but if Umbridge sees you doing it, you may very well be sharing the consequences." Alex looked at her feet, obviously very embarrassed. Harry felt awful, because if it wasn't for him none of this would have happened.
McGonagall looked at them both with a mixed expression of pity and warning. He could tell she knew what he was thinking.
"Well now," McGonagall said brusquely,"it says here Mr. Potter will have detention every day for a week starting tomorrow evening at 5 o'clock." Harry was horrified. Every day?
"Professor, can't you-"
"No, Potter, I'm sorry. As for you, Miss Thompson, it is every day for a-" she faltered, staring at the parchment. "Every day for a month, starting tonight at 5 o'clock." Any self-pity Harry had instantly vanished. That was horrible! What did Alex do to deserve the when he himself only got a week?
Looking at her, he saw she was just standing there with her head hung. Harry wanted to say something kind or comforting, but the worlds just wouldn't come. He instead sat in the very awkward pause. The bell rang, so he and Alex exited the office without a word exchanged between them.
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During dinner Alex sat with them again. She was mostly the same, just slightly quieter. In fact, she almost seemed too normal, like she was trying to act like she was alright.
Harry could see why she would want to seem okay, though. It seemed like the news about the shouting match had traveled around the school already. Everyone was talking about it, and there seemed to be some rumors floating around with it.
"You know that new girl, Alex? Apparently she's Harry Potter's new girlfriend!"
"Did you hear about that girl Alex yelling at Umbridge? Yeah, everyone thinks she a nutter just like Potter."
"I'll bet that Alex girl is really Harry Potter's long lost twin sister. I mean, how else would she believe his story?"
Harry truly found the last one comical. How could he have a twin sister nobody knew about? Come on. That was way to far-fetched. In fact, it was something a lot of people would say was "a tale worthy of Harry Potter."
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Alex was horrified. Has someone learned her secret? She had tried her hardest to cover her scar, and not let on anything suspicious about her life before now. That kid who had been talking about her being Harry's twin sounded really serious, and a lot of people were listening. If they believed him, then what would happen? She just hoped she wouldn't find out.
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Sitting in front of the fire always soothed Alex. The warmth and the flickering light gave the common room a homey touch. Unfortunately, she had detention, and had to leave now. Standing and stretching, she made her way over towards the portrait hole, but was intercepted by Harry.
"Alex, look, I-" she cut him off with a look. She knew what he was going to say, and it wasn't necessary.
"Harry, you don't need to apologize. It wasn't your fault. I didn't have to defend you, I chose to. That's what friends do." Smiling, she held out her hand. A grin broke out on Harry's face. He grasped her extended hand and they shook. Then tossing her hair over her shoulder, Alex climbed through the portrait hole and towards Umbridge's office.
Sorry this chapter was a bit short. I decided this would be the best place to end it so as to transition into the next chapter. Anyway, I hope you liked it! Remember, review!