Susan was right behind her in line. She stepped up cautiously, still laughing slightly from Daphne's puppy. She stared at the puppy intently, her eyes quickly flickered to me before the boggart transformed.

It was two forms. One stalked around the smaller form dangerously. The male looked vicious, hungry. He growled mercilessly. I peered curiously at the smaller form and gasped. It was me.

A tear streamed down my cheek, for I knew what she was seeing. Susan didn't even attempt to raise her wand, just stared at the scene before her, in horror. The rest of the students were shocked and watched the scene play out.

The boggart me, was barely clothed as the male stepped closer to her. Students' eyes flickered to me, terrified. Tears poured from Susan's eyes. Finally Remus jumped before her, the boggart immediately changed into a full moon. He cast a charm that sent the boggart back into the closet. I couldn't even warrant in my brain to be surprised before the whispers started.

Remus tried to take action, "Alright, well then, that's the end of the lesson. I apologize that not everyone got an attempt." Susan stood with her feet planted, staring into the space where her boggart once stood.

Remus stood, watching all two of us carefully, with interest. "Um . . . Remus? Could I speak with her. . . alone?" He seemed to want a different alternative, but soon thought different of it. He turned and strode into his office upstairs. Once I heard the door close, I turned to Susan. She refused to look me in the eye.

"Susan? . . . Susan, please . . . please." She looked to me angrily, "What, Anne? What is it you want? I can't talk to you, you tricked me, you did. What is it you want to hear?" I was startled by her outburst, tears pooled in my young eyes. She seemed to think better of her words at seeing my reaction. "Anne, I'm sorry. I just . . .," she pathetically said.

"I . . . I just wanted to ask you if you were alright. But if you don't want to speak with me, you can leave." I extended my hand towards the door, motioning for her to make her leave. But she didn't. She stood there, sadly staring at me.

"Anne, why didn't you remember? I mean, when I found you you were unconscious, but I feel like you would have known more, yeah?" She looked sorrowfully at me, questioning me with her eyes.

"I did know . . . I think. All of it. But I did something, something that made them . . . I believe the word is obliviate. Well, they did that to me. I'm so sorry that I tricked you. I was scared and nervous and I just need to know why my memories felt wrong. Why everyone was acting so odd. Why my father could barely bear to look me in the eyes. I apologize that I manipulated you . . ." She nodded, smiling slightly at me.

"It's fine, really it is. I mean look at me here, being the dramatic one when it happened to you. Me, the seventeen year old, upset with you, the nine year old, for . . . being curious." I smiled kindly at her and pulled her into my tight embrace. She was surprised at first, but soon relaxed. "I'm also sorry that everyone saw my boggart, now everyone will know . . ." I hugged her tighter, letting her know it was alright.

"It's not your fault, innit? What you are scared of. I'm sorry that you have to remember it. I don't have to. I mean, I know what happened, but I don't have to remember it."

"Well now you do, don't you? You saw it." I pulled away from her and shook my head. "I think I'll be alright. I hope. Um, don't you have classes still. Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept you so long." She just chuckled lightly and waved it off.

"Oh don't you worry, now. I'll be fine. I'll just say I was speaking to Professor Lupin or something like that. You're sure you'll be alright?" I nodded at her smiling, trying to add a touch of brightness to make it believable. Susan took a deep breath and went on her way.

I was glad that I had the opportunity to speak with her. Susan was a real friend, no matter how old because of our age difference. She's like the big sister I had always wanted and longed for. I felt awful, in a way it was my fault that was her fear.

During the next two classes, I seated myself in Remus' office, silently reading. I enjoyed mostly reading student books. It was soon nearing the time for lunch, but Remus was still teaching. I decided when his second class came in that I didn't want to see anymore boggarts.

As the meal time came round, Remus walked back into his office, groaning. "Those bloody kids! Oh, sorry Anne, I forgot you were here. Please pardon my language." I giggled and smiled at him. "Well, I believe it is time for lunch. Would you like for Lawni to bring some food?"

I was deep in thought for a moment before proceeding with an answer. "No. I think that I need to speak with my father. I know now that it wasn't his fault, he was just trying to help me."

"That is very mature of you. Well, most everything you do is mature, now that I think of it. Go along then if that is what you wish to do." He smiled at me kindly, shooing me away.

I smiled brightly as I raced through the maze of corridors that I knew so well. I loved the mysteriousness of the castle, it's relaxing in a way. Trailing along until I reached the entrance to the dungeons, I stopped short. Thinking if I really wanted to face him. Nodding, I pushed myself forward. I strode down the hall quickly.

I decided to stop at his classroom first. When I came upon the door, I heard rustling inside. I slowly opened the door. His head snapped up as to yell at the student that dared enter his classroom. He closed his opened mouth. ". . . Anne, you're here."

"Uh, yeah. I thought it over and I realized it wasn't your fault. Don't get mad at him, but Remus told me why you did it. I needed to know." He nodded, closing his eyes for a moment. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. Uh, there was an . . . incident I suppose . . . in Remus' class." He raised an eyebrow at me, questioningly. "An incident?"

"Well, you see, it was a lesson on boggarts. It was Susan's turn to face it and well, I assume you can figure what the class saw." Dad looked upon me in horror, shaking his head. I didn't know what to say. I wasn't really upset by what happened. Yes, embarrassed, but it's not like I had to hear the student's whispers and theories.

"It's fine, dad. It doesn't really matter. I spoke to Susan, she's alright. But I'll be fine, I promise." He took a deep breath, shaking his head once more. Opening his arms for me quickly, I climbed into his tight embrace, breathing in the safety of my family.

The weeks went on well. Harry and I continued our schooling. Quite unenjoyable, if you ask me. Normally I wouldn't say that about school, but it was just busy work. Susan and I spent quite a lot of time together. She is the Slytherin Quidditch captain, so she allowed me to watch tryouts and continued to let me and Harry both watch practices. They were quite fun to watch. Ella Olga and Susan are co-captains. They work together.

Most of the whispers had stopped. There was a wave of them directly after a large group of seventh years had seen Susan's boggart. But soon students found other things to wonder about, like who's dating who. Rubbish if you ask me. Although, Susan did get a boyfriend, Thomas. I like him though, he's nice.

It was nearing Halloween and Susan and I were walking towards the library. I hadn't seen her in over a week. She had difficult classes that made it hard for her to spend time with me. She invited me earlier in the day to come with her.

I sat beside her reading silently while she worked on her homework, a three foot essay for Arithmancy. It seemed a difficult class, although it was fascinating. Not as fascinating as Ancient Runes, though.

"Oi, Anne? We have a trip down to Hogsmeade Village tomorrow, Daphne reminded me to ask if you wanted to join us. Would you like to come?" I smiled brightly at her and nodded, but then stopped myself short.

"Susan? You do know that you don't have to spend time with me, right? I don't want you to feel obligated to invite me." She looked to me incredulously. "Are you kidding? I love spending time with you, as does Daphne and Ella and Thomas. They all love you. You are like the little sister I never had. Sure I had Ro Cape, but she's very . . . well, her. We never had anything in common, despite us being identical. You are so very similar to me and you really are the younger sister I never had. Don't you forget that we all love being with you, Anne."

I smiled at her kindly and returned to my book.

Harry POV

The weeks passed on fast. Anne stopped acting so odd and everything went back to normal. I found out what had happened to her though and to say I was horrified was an understatement. I loved Anne more than anyone and to find that had happened to her was terrifying.

Dad didn't allow me to speak to her about it though. She did seem fine, like she had moved on. I decided to not bring it up unless she did herself.

I hated the rubbish that dad made us do for school. It was absolutely boring and confusing. I don't understand how my sister could finish it all.

I spent quite a lot of time with Noah and Rory. Anne and I had learned not to spend every waking moment together. Or I had, at least. She seemed fine. But we still did near everything together. We ate most meals together and did school work together and would play outside together.

One rather enjoyable weekend was two weeks ago. Draco came by and we flew together. Anne wasn't interested, she was making a potion with our dad. This is the second time they have started brewing this really complex potion that Anne absolutely loves to make. Dad hasn't told her the name of it though. She has been trying to figure it out herself, but just ingredients aren't much to go on.

Tomorrow is Halloween and I'm extremely excited. I've been told by many people how wonderful the feast is. Better than the first feast of the year by far. Candy is everywhere in sight. Noah and Rory also invited me to join them on their Hogsmeade visit. According to Anne, I've been there before, just unconscious. Like that counts.

I asked her what it was like, but she couldn't tell me much. She informed me it was night when we arrived here, so you couldn't really see all the stores.

I was really excited to go. I'm to meet Noah in the entrance hall tomorrow morning. Everything was perfect. Until . . . a large explosion occurred and I caught a flash of red cross my vision.

Hello Everyone,

I'm going to try and start focusing on Harry a bit more now. Comment any suggestions you have. Thank you!

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