Ok next chapter hopefully I will be done with this fic soon. Well I'll just get on with the story.




"Who is he?????" asked harry at lunch. He was begining to get annoing. His intentions were good, and I knew that but he was still getting on my nerves. "Please leave me alone. I am sick of this!!!" I yell at him. "I promace I will leave you alone if you just tell me who it is." He said all to calmly. "Fine!" I grab his shirt and pull him into a classroom that was nearby. "Harry think of someone whom you hold dearly in your heart, but is the most unlikely to be matched up with me." "Remus?" he asked with a strange almost grossed out look on his face. "No. But very close." I say. "It can't possibly be Sirius. Can it? Herm he's old enough to be your father!" He says with an even more sickened look on his face. "It is. Harry I love him and he loves me. I didn't want to tell you because I knew it would either be heard by someone or something. I thought it would complicate things even further. Please understand I love him to much to let go of him." "Can I tell Ron.?" He asked. "NO! That would make things worse." I said. "Well okay.... Can I ask you something?" "Yeah, what?" "Have you two done anything? I mean... you know. Because that is just too weird, and if I don't know I'll be having bad dreams for the next month." He askes. "Well... no harry. We have not had sex. Believe me." I answear. ""Herms, one more question. Where were you some nights at the begining of the year. Ron and I wanted to do some exploring with you and you weren't there. I've been worried about you. There's something else your not telling me." He says looking concerned. "Harry I am not going to tell you that right now I am not ready. I can bearly relive those nights in my own mind." "Ok Herms. I love you." he wrapes me in a big hug and I amvery glad it's Saturday. I have got to talk to Sirius.

I hear a knock at my door. I go to answear it. "Sirius I've told Harry. I was talking to him just now and I told him something that made me relize that I was right. I told him that before I could tell him where I went the first few months of school at night I had to sort, and relive, it out in my mind. And I need to Sirius. I really do. All the time I can hear him talking to me I can hear lucius saying things to me that no teen aged girl should hear. I can still smell his stench, his hair, his body. I can still feel where he touched me. I can feel it in places he should have never been. I hate this! All the time and I can't make it go away! I can't make it go away." She said crying and falling into my arms.