"We need to talk." Harry said, looking her firm in the eyes.

"What's there to talk about?" Addison asked, not meeting his eyes.

"Addie." Harry sighed sadly, causing her to look at him.

"I'm serious, Harry. There's nothing to talk about." She said. Gosh, it was really hard to keep up this façade. "You made your opinions pretty clear."

"Huh?" He blinked. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, don't play dumb, Harry." She scoffed. "You practically begged to be placed in any other house but the one I was just sorted into. In fact, you did beg - repeatedly. And I guess being a Gryffindor means you're too high and mighty to be talking to me or even look my way. I guess if it's that bad, that makes me a slimey git like all Slytherin's then, huh?"

"That's not what I meant, honestly, Addie!" He protested, fumbling over his words. "I just - Ron told me about Slytherin house and how they turn bad and-and Malfoy was sorted into Slytherin and I didn't want to be in the same house as him because he's a git. Plus, Ron's in Gryffindor!"

"So, what, I'm going to go bad? Paige is going to go bad? Is that what you think of me?" Addison tried hard to not scream at him in frustration. So very hard. "After all these years, do I not mean a single thing to you? Are you just going to turn your back on me after everything we've been through? Because that's what it feels like, Harry. You're leaving me behind and it hurts so damn much."

"Addison..." Harry whispered, looking his sister in the eyes. "I should have seen it but I didn't realise. How could I have been so dumb?"

"I just need Harry James Potter - my brother. Not Harry Potter - the celebrity." Addison said, softly, her eyes stinging with tears she refused to let fall.

Harry had to blink to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He had never seen her so vulnerable before and it was his fault.

"I didn't mean for this to happen. Jeez, I would be utterly helpless without you, A." Harry said, pulling her into a tight hug. He held her as if he thought she would take off at any moment. "I'm so sorry."

Addison clutched the material of his robes on his shoulder blades. One thing was for sure. She didn't want to lose him - ever. A lone tear escaped and Harry wiped it once he had finally let her go.

"I won't ever be so careless again, I promise." Harry said.

"I guess I thought that you didn't need me anymore." Addison muttered. "I guess I may have overreacted a little."

"A little?" Harry laughed, but quickly silenced at the sight of Addison's glare.

"Watch it, Potter." She scowled.

"Are you talking to me?" Harry asked, innocently. He held out his pinkie. "Let's promise to speak to each other first."

"And to not let anything come between us." Addison added, holding hers out.

"Promise." They said, pinkie promising.

So what if it was childish? In their hearts, it meant so much more than just a method of promising.

"So, who set us up?" Addison asked, as the two walked to catch up with the others. "I don't believe for one second that you managed to plan this."

"Well, that hurts." Harry said, dramatically. "If you must know, it was Fred and George, but that's no surprise."

"What do you mean?" She asked, curiously. She was on pretty good terms with the twin brothers, but she figured sharing a house with them meant that Harry knew more.

"Let's just say that they are mischief." Harry replied.

"Well, I'll make it my challenge. I will attempt to have that mischief managed." Addison said. She had always set challenges and targets to take her mind off things - it seemed fitting that she continued to do so. Plus, the twins weren't all that bad.

"Took you long enough!" George shouted, as soon as they were noticed.

"Everything sorted now?" Paige asked.

"Yeah." Addison smiled, before turning to Fred and George. "Thank you, I guess we needed the push. I don't know what I'd do without him."

"You are very welcome, my fair maiden." Fred said, bowing dramatically.

"Oh, stop!" George said, wafting his hand and putting on a choked up voice. "You'll make me cry."

"You will be crying in a minute." Harry snorted.

"Whatcha mean, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Before coming here, Addison always set out challenges for herself." Harry tried not to laugh. "Her next is-"

"I heard you are quite the trouble makers and from what I've seen so far, it's true." Addison replied, they looked quite smug. "I'm going to attempt to simmer down your mischief."

The smug looks were instantly wiped off their faces and they all laughed at their reaction. Jaws slack, they replied:

"Is that a threat?" George asked.

"Say what now?" Fred asked.