A/N: Candytips: I'm really glad you're enjoying the story and hope you'll like it from now on as well.

Here's another chapter. Enjoy:))

Chapter 86: Worries over worries

"Finally!"I said, falling on the couch next to Hermione. Even she had to admit she was tired. We spent the whole morning getting the Doxies off the curtains in the living room. Mrs Weasley told us that we could take a break to eat lunch. When she left to take the sandwiches from the kitchen, the front door bell rang, and as whoever arrived entered the house, Mrs Black started shouting and cursing .

"Oh, not again. Why aren't they burning the portrait?" groaned Harry, letting himself fall on me. I shoved him off and he landed on the floor.

"You think they didn't try? It's stuck to the wall. And they can't break the spell. So we have to be careful with loud noises. Wonder who it is. " We opened the door slightly and heard someone shouting from downstairs.

"WE ARE NOT A DEPOSIT FOR STOLEN GOODS!! " Hermione looked out the window.

"It's Mundungus. And a few cauldrons. I guess he just can't help it."

"Well, it's not really our business. Besides, Mrs Weasley is coming back. And she doesn't look very happy." I said, pulling my head back inside the room.

She entered with a huge silver platter full of sandwiches, mumbling about thieves and cauldrons.

"By the way guys, Sirius said that if we find anything we like and it's not cursed or trying to kill us, we can keep it. He wants everything gone so it's not a problem."

After lunch, we started emptying the cabinet, and it went really slow. That was because a spell had to be performed before any object was touched, just to be sure it wouldn't kill or poison us when we took it from its place. But at some point, something reacted to the spell. It was a locket with a yellowish glass window and the symbol of Slytherin behind it. The spell didn't even touch the metal, it glided over the surface and a faint green light emanated from the jewel.

"I'll go call Dumbledore. He is the one who can deal with this."

Next morning we knew exactly what was wrong with the locket. Well, the Order, the twins and I knew. It was a Horcrux. Now we just had to find out if there were any left. And if there were, to get them.

Dumbledore was discussing with us the way in which we should reveal the truth about me to the press. There were long and complicated discussions, and we couldn't seem to be close to any conclusion. But we weren't going to give up. Even we were included in the conversation, and that excited the others, since they could finally sit at the same table with and talk to the members of the Order. I was just plain nervous. What if we said something we shouldn't? Or if the Ministry was going to label Dumbledore as crazy for saying this too? And what about the school?

At last, they decided for Dumbledore to meet a reporter from the Prophet for an exclusive interview to explain the incident.

"I don't know guys, what if they summon me to a process? I can't resist the Veritaserum and I'd spill everything. "

"Just calm down, you're..."

"...fourteen, they're not going to make you go to a process, let..."

"...alone put you under Veritaserum"

"Yeah, maybe, but-"

"Selene, please" Hermione said "you can't spend the whole summer thinking about what everyone at school might think of the article or what the ministry is going to do. We were fine when we found out. "

"Yeah, but-"

"You've been nagging us for two weeks now, so you shut up and listen to me!"

"Ok, sorry..."

"What could they do to you? Those were times of war, when you were born, so no one can blame your parents for not declaring your birth. And they should understand that after the war ended, you would've been in danger at first because of the free Death Eaters. Then it was just an easier life to live if you kept the secret."

"Yeah, then why can't we keep the secret anymore?"

"Selene stop. You're tired and stressed and on the verge of paranoia. Go and take a nap and we'll tell Mrs Weasley you had to sleep. "

"That's my girl." Fred smiled, hugged Hermione and kissed her temple. They really made a great couple.

THIRD POINT OF VIEW

After Selene walked up the stairs to go to sleep(careful at the third step that creaked, because they woke up Mrs Black two times that week because of that), Harry went to the kitchen fire and threw a fistful of Floo Powder in, to talk to Snape.

"Yes? "

"Good afternoon professor."

"What is it Potter? I have better things to do than listen to your ramblings."

"It is about Selene professor. She is really stressed out by this whole reveal thing and has been for a while. She can't even sleep properly. And we thought that maybe you could help."

"For how long has this been going on?"

"Nearly two weeks. And she-"

"And you only thought about calling me now? I've been at meetings at least three times in the last two weeks and you didn't say anything? "

"Well, I'm sorry sir but we thought that-"

"I'll be there tonight with some vials of calming potion and sleep draught. You better take care of her until then, or I promise you'll regret it, all of you!"

After throwing Harry his best glare, the teacher's head vanished into a puff of ash, and the green flames disappeared.

The boy was stunned. He always knew that Snape had a soft spot for Selene, he was her godfather after all. But he never realized how much she really meant to him. He really was concerned about her current state. And he was in for a surprise when he was to come. His sister slumped on herself when walking, and she was constantly pacing. Harry didn't understand how her feet didn't hurt. Her hair was pitch black and had long lost its shine. The dark circles under her eyes could have been mistaken for eyeshadow, and she couldn't stop worrying and voicing her worries. Basically, she was just like Hermione on exam week, minus the bushy hair.