Serena caught her breath as Harry began to speak.
"I wasn't feeling too well so I decided to stay. Besides, what's the point in going to classes, right?" Serena nodded.
"You should go to the hospital wing if you aren't feeling well," she said, but she knew that he was just fine. Something was going on inside his head and she was destined to find out what was going on sooner or later. Serena stared at him and suddenly he laughed.
"You'd think that after spending so much time with your father I would have learned Occulmency by now," But it was not something to laugh about.
"Harry, you have learned it, you're blocking me right now without even realizing it," she said.
"Maybe you're just a little off today," Serena shook her head, not wanting to argue.
"So are you going to tell me or are you going to wait until I get it out of you," she sat down on the bed. He sighed deeply.
"I've been thinking about how in the world we are suppose to get back. I mean, we don't even know what we're searching for," he said. Serena could feel her chest tighten.
"I thought that since you're here with your parents you wouldn't want to go back," she said.
"Sure it would be nice, but they're my age. It's not like I can run into their arms and call them mum and dad," he said.
"I can see how that might be an issue," she said.
"Listen, You and I probably have the best reasons not to return, but we have to. We can't live like this anymore," he said. Serena looked at him strangly. Something was different about his eyes, like there was no light left in them.
"Harry, are you all right?" she asked.
"It's not good for us to be here, if we stay any longer than we could mess with time more than we already have," Serena started to back away from him as he stepped closer to her. Something wasn't right, and she had to snap him out of it.
"Harry, stop it!" she cried. He just came closer and closer, Serena soon backed into the wall.
"Serena, I know you know something, just tell me what you know and I will," Her heart was racing. She had never known Harry to be like this at all, of course she hadn't know him for very long.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Harry, but I would appreciate it if you let me go, I have to get to class," she said. Harry stepped back and sighed.
"As you like," Serena grabbed her bag and rushed from the small dormitory. Tears welled up in her eyes as she ran, something was not right with Harry, and for the first time she was afraid of him. If anyone was in control of his powers, nothing good could come of it.
Rounding a corner she was relieve to bump into Ron. The class right before lunch had just ended and Hermione was close behind him. He could see the tears and her eyes and immediately began to ask what was wrong.
"It's Harry, there something wrong with him," she said.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione said.
"I mean that he was acting very strangely earlier, he wasn't himself, I think he was possessed," she said. Ron looked at her as if she'd lost her mind.
"What's this about me being possessed?" Harry's voice sounded from behind Serena turned and stepped back.
"How did you… I just saw you a moment ago," she said.
"Serena, I've been in the Hospital Wing all day, this morning Sirius thought it would be funny to hex me. If you would have gotten up with the rest of us then you would have known that, " Serena's frustration building as she stood open mouthed at the three of them. She turned from them and ran, not sure of her destination. She just knew she was not seeing things.
"Serena, wait!" she heard Hermione call after her, but it just made her run faster. Suddenly she felt herself collide with someone. She flew onto the floor, landing hard on her arm. She cried out in frustration and pain and she felt someone take her hand.
"You know good and well not to be running in the corridors, especially before lunch," Sirius said trying to pull her up. She winced, but got to her feet slowly. She didn't speak in fear of him noticing the choking sound that was in her throat from crying. But he noticed it anyway.
"It didn't hurt you that badly did it? Maybe you need Madame Pomfrey to take a look at it," he said.
"I will, thanks, I have to get going now," she said, hurrying off once again. She slowed her pace as she reached the second floor and rushed to the stone gargoyle and began spouting out names of sweets and chocolates. When none of them worked she collapsed on the floor to catch her breath and think things over in her mind. Would Dumbledore believe her? He was always the answer to everything and if he wasn't able to help her she didn't know what she would do.
She heard footsteps behind her and turned quickly to see Dumbledore himself standing there and looking down at her on the floor.
"Serena, did you need to see me?" he asked. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I need to speak to you about Harry," she said. He nodded.
"Let's take a stroll shall we? It's such a nice day out," he said. She stood to her feet and wiped off her face and followed him down the steps to the Entrance Hall.
Once they stepped into the sunlight she felt her spirits lift as Dumbledore began to speak.
"I can't help you as much as I would like, but maybe if you told me as much as you can then I will do the best to my ability," Serena began to tell him about the incident where Harry was not himself, and she tried to avoid the subject of Voldemort as best she could, because she knew that if Dumbledore knew of the great war in the future, things could change severely.
"Time is a very curious thing. As we speak the smallest things are changing in the future. Destiny's change just with the flick of the wand or even with the simplest words you speak," he paused and turned to face her.
"Keep on watch on young Harry, I feel the time is drawing near for you to return to your time, and things could turn for the worst if you do not make it back. Don't let your pain get the best of you, Serena," and with that he turned and headed back inside Hogwarts.
Serena didn't know what to think of Dumbledore's comment, and to her it did nothing but make things worse. His vague speech made it all the more difficult for her to deal with the problem at hand. How could she keep an eye on Harry when she was too afraid to do so? There was no telling what would happen next time, and she wasn't sure she would be able to defend herself.
After classes had ended Serena headed up the staircases to Gryffindor Tower. Her appetite had not come back and she was determined to get into bed before the others did. They would ask a million and one questions as to where she had been all day long, and she didn't feel the need to tell them.
Crawling into her bed she began trying to take her mind off things by taking out her wand and lighting and extinguishing the torches across the room. Soon she heard the portrait open and immediately pulled the blankets over her head and buried herself beneath them.
"Serena, are you in here?" Hermione's said. Serena could hear footsteps stop at the foot of her bed and then came a sigh. "I guess she's asleep," she said.
"Probably exhausted from that mad outburst earlier today," Ron said.
"Ron, don't be stupid," Hermione said
. "I still can't figure out what that was all about, I talked to Dumbledore after dinner to see if she came to see him and he said that she was just stressed out," Harry said.
"Well, I'm going to sit and study so I don't wake her up," Hermione said smartly.
Soon the room fell silent and Serena began to doze off, listening to sounds of rustling paper and parchment, and with the incident of that day still looming in her mind, she fell asleep.