A/n: This Chapter is finally done. Praise the Lord! Anyway, this is a long chapter for me. I was amazed. Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys it. Sorry if there's any mistakes, I was writing and proofreading this at 2 in the morning. Anyway, thanks to everyone who has reviewed, keep it coming. Bye
Chapter 13: Never Wanted it That Way
"Harry! Ron! Wake up!" Hermione screamed.
"What?" Harry asked, his voice cracked.
"Voldemort! He got Diana! He got Diana!" Hermione screamed.
Harry and Ron shot up. Hermione sat on the end of Harry's bed crying. "What!?" Harry yelled. "What did he do to her!?" Rage filled his veins.
"He put her under the Alptraum Curse!" Hermione felt weak.
"What?" Ron whispered.
Harry got up out of bed and ran down into the common room. Snape was kneeling next to Diana. Sirius stood behind Snape. Dumbledore stood in the corner staring. "Diana!" Harry yelled. He ran and fell next to her.
Ron and Hermione ran down the stairs. "We need that potion, Severus." Dumbledore stared at Diana.
"There's one more ingredient needed. It must be gathered on a full moon and boiled for a month." Snape sighed.
***
Two weeks had passed since Diana had fallen under the curse. It was hard on Harry. Nothing seemed to appeal to him, including quidditch. He would occasionally go to quidditch practice, but besides classes, he mostly sat by Diana's bedside.
But not that warm April evening. He had some how wondered outside. He sat by the lake, and watched the sunset. It's pinks, reds, and oranges seemed to cheer him up.
Wind blew through his hair as he thought about Diana, her kiss, her smile. It was all he could think about, watching that sunset.
Maybe it was the Hogwart's air or the greenery compared to the dull white hospital wing that made him feel better. Whatever it was, it gave him a new outlook on everything. "Well, it's only four more weeks or so til the antidote is finished." he said to himself. "Then, she'll be ok." He smiled. Harry hadn't done that in two weeks.
Feeling refreshed, he stood up and began to walk inside. he felt different, he felt like a man. maybe his eyes didn't show that he had gotten older, but his body did. He had gotten taller,(not much compared to Ron's 6'4.) around 6 foot, and developed a bit more muscle. A lot more attractive then a few years back.
When he walked in the hosptial wing, he saw Snape sitting by Diana's bed. He was looking extremely depressed. Harry sat down across the bed from Snape.
They didn't say a word to each other. It was a rather awkward situation for Harry.(and it had been like that for almost two weeks)They sat like that for about a half an hour. Then, Harry broke the silence. "So, how about that English quidditch team?" Harry blurted out. He wish he didn't.
Snape stared for a moment. "I've always perfered the German team myself." Snape grinned.
"Umm... Why?" Harry asked.
"My mum was visiting Germany when she went into labor with me." snape laughed. Snape laughing, what next? Voldemort in a tutu. "It's rather funny. My mum was born in Ireland, my father was born in France, Diana's father was born in Africa, her mum was born in Scotland, Diana and her older brother were born in England, and her younger brother was born in America."
"I didn't know Diana had a younger brother?" Harry was surprised.
Snape raised his eyebrows. "I'm surprised she never told you about him."
"Well, she told me about William, but I had not clue that she had a younger brother." Harry wondered why she had never told him about her younger brother.
"Charles died when she was 13. She always kind of blamed herself for his death." He sighed. "Only a year old."
"How did he die?" Harry asked.
"Voldemort killed him." Snape began. "She was babysitting him one night. She went to check on him, and he was dead. He had the dark mark on his arm.
"She blamed herself for William's death, then her younger brother, and now her parent's death."
Harry looked down at Diana. Her skin was pale, and her large pj's covered her curvaceous body. She seemed so calm, so peaceful. But her dreams weren't at all calm or peaceful.
"It's late, we should go to bed." Snape said.
"I'm just going to stay here for a few more minutes." Harry replied. Snape nodded his head and left.
Harry stared at Diana. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed. He listened carefully to those breathes. He placed his head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
At that moment, he felt a close connection with Diana. Maybe she felt it too, because when he looked up at her face she was smiling. He smiled back. It was like there souls were doing a dance.
Harry closed his eyes and listened, to her heart, her breaths. Not only did he listen, but he smelled. She smelled like lilacs in the warm spring months.
The smell relaxed him and he began to fall asleep.
***
He opened his eyes and looked over at Diana. Realizing what had happened he got up and looked out the window. It was still dark, around 2:00 in the morning. "How am I going to get back to the tower?" He asked himself. "This should prove to be a challenge." He kissed Diana's forehead and left the Hospital wing.
He quickly but quietly began to make his way through the halls up to the tower. He once had to dodge into a old, abandoned classroom to get away from a teacher who was monitoring the halls. Finally, he got to the portrait of the Fat Lady. He felt relieved to get there without getting caught. "Password," She said.
"Greensleeves," he said.
The portrait swung open and he walked in. He began to walk up to his dorm when he spotted Ginny and Neville... together. Not just talking, but kissing. 'Well, Ron's going to be a little upset when he finds out about his.' he thought to himself. Surprisingly enough, they didn't notice him walk in, or even walk up to the dorm.
He got into his dorm, where he to changed into his pajamas and went to bed. He was still awake when Neville walked in and went to bed.
He began to think about the events that had happened in those last few weeks. Finally, after about an hour of trying, he fell asleep.
***
He watched as she walked down the aisle. Her long hair was in golden curls. Her eyes shimmered like sapphires. Her soft, milky skin glowed. Her lips were a soft pink. And her dress was not to fancy, but fancy enough. She held a bouquet of beautiful white roses.
It was everything Harry had ever imaged it to be like. Diana looked beautiful, the sun was shining, and Snape had even gaven them his blessing. But most importantly, Diana was about to become his wife. It all seemed so perfect.
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest said.
Harry pulled Diana closer. He could almost feel her. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw... Ron!? "Ahhh!" Harry yelled. Harry had been trying to kiss him. "Your not Diana!!" Harry yelled, letting go of Ron.
"Yeah... Thank God!" Ron sat on the edge of Harry's bed.
"What were you doing there?" Harry asked.
"Oh... I was trying to show my secret love for you." Ron fluttered his eyelashes, and Harry looked at him angry.( For being a sarcastic idiot of coarse.) "I was trying to wake you up, but this was before you tried to have sex with me." Ron rolled his eyes.
"I wasn't trying to have sex with you... I was trying to kiss you." Harry said, with embarrassment.
"What were you dreaming about anyway?" Ron scratched his head.
"I was having this really great dream..." Harry began.
"Well, obviously..." Ron rolled his eyes. Harry smirked at him.
"I had a dream Diana and I had gotten married." Harry started to turn red.
"Well, guess were that kiss would have led to..." Ron laughed. "Now I've been traumatized for life."
" What were you trying to wake me up for?" Harry asked, looking out the window. "It's still dark."
"We have quidditch practice this morning... remember?" Ron said, in a 'you're the captain, you idiot,' type of voice.
"Oh yeah..." Harry said, as if the light suddenly turned on. "... We're practicing for the big game this weekend!"
"Yeah, now get dressed!" Ron yelled. Harry jumped up and got dressed.
It wasn't a very productive practice at all that day. They were still one chaser down, and had two days to find one.
"What are we going to do Harry? We can't play without Diana." Ron complained at breakfast that morning.
"I know..." Harry began
"Well, do something?" Ron said angrily
Harry stared at Ron for a moment and then said, "Oh, fine. Excuse me while I go wake Diana up." Harry rolled his eyes. Ron smirked.
"Well how long til the potion's done?" Ron asked.
"Well, she should be up and ready by the next quidditch game. That's about two weeks." He answered.
Ron rested his head on the table as Hermione walked in. "Good Morning!" She said, cheerfully. "Isn't it a beautiful day? She smiled.
"Oh yeah... beautiful." Ron moaned. "Why are you so happy?" Ron asked.
"It's just a beautiful day!" Hermione smiled, then picked up her book and began to read.
"So, as I was saying... what are we going to do?" Ron asked, Harry shrugged."This is so not good." Ron continued to moan.
"Yeah, it looks like we're screwed." Harry said, nonchalantly.
Ron began to bang his head on the table. "Ron it's ok..." Hermione said, pathetically attempting to stop Ron.
"Does anyone here care that we're going to lose on Saturday?" Ron wondered out loud.
"Of coarse I care, but I've just accepted the fact that Diana's not going to be there. So I'm trying to be positive. We're a strong enough team that we can play without her and still win." Harry smiled.
"Your nervous as hell about his aren't you?" Ron asked.
"Oh yeah." Harry confessed. "But I really am trying to be positive. I mean, I don't think that we're going to lose too bad."
"Well, we already have enough points that we're guaranteed a position in the quidditch cup game. So, all you need to do is caught the snitch as soon as the game starts ." Ron said, optimistically.
"There you go." Harry agreed sarcastically.
Hermione looked up from her book in laughter. "You two are so weird." Hermione laughed.
"It's good to know we amuse someone." Harry shrugged.
"It's not that," Hermione continued to laugh. "It's just, I think Diana wouldn't have been a little disappointed to watch you two talk like this. I think that Diana would want you to play your best, she'd want you to see this as a challenge."
Ron and Harry listened to this intently. Then, they began to talk again. "Yep... we're screwed." Harry said.
"I agree." Ron said, as Hermione sighed at how stupid they we're.
Just then, the mail arrived, dropping a small letter on Ron's lap. He began to open it, but Hermione and Harry hadn't noticed. They we're talking about when they were going to visit Diana. "I don't think we visit her that often. It's rather sad." Hermione said.
"No you don't visit her often. I visit her twice a day. Now Ron, how many times have you visited Diana since she was put under the curse? I mean..." He had suddenly noticed that Ron was staring at the letter quite intently. Hermione noticed also.
"Ron are you ok?" Hermione asked. Ron began to look as if he had just seen a ghost.
He continued to stare. Hermione and Harry looked at each other. He then looked over at them. He seemed to be in complete and utter shock. "Percy. He's dead." He then began to stare at the letter again.
"What!? How!?" Hermione yelled.
"Well, he didn't come home the night before last. They found him last night." He began to drift off into space. "I better go tell Ginny." He got up and left.
***
Ron didn't show up in any of his classes that day or the next. Harry and Hermione couldn't find him anywhere. It was like he disappeared. "Maybe he went home to go to Percy's funeral." Hermione suggested.
"Could be." They were walking down to the hospital wing to go visit Diana.
"I'm worried about him." Hermione said.
"Me too." Harry said, as they walked into the hospital.
To there surprise Ron was there sitting by Diana's bed. "Ron!" Hermione ran up and hugged him. "How long have you been here? We've been looking everywhere for you." Hermione asked, in a caring fashion.
"I've been here since about 9:00 o'clock, yesterday." Ron continued to stare.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"I just needed someone to listen to me. I figured why not someone who can't interupt or anything like that." Ron said, then he began to ramble.
"Ron you should get some rest. We have a big game tomorrow." Harry whispered.
"You know what's weird?" Ron asked.
"We have no clue." Harry answered.
"She maybe asleep, but I felt like every time I was talking to her... she was talking back. " Ron sighed. Hermione began to look really worried, but Harry knew how he felt. "Do you think I'm going crazy?" Ron asked. His face was filled with pain.
Hermione sighed. "No Ron, I don't your crazy." Harry smiled. Ron smiled back.
"So do we have a chaser yet?" Ron laughed.
Harry laughed, then shook his head no. "Not yet."
"Maybe we should go to bed." Hermione suggested.
"Yeah, I'm a little tired." Ron said.
As they walked back, Ron began to tell them stories about Percy and all the good times he had with him. It seemed to be cheering him up. And even when they got back they sat by the fire and listened to him until they couldn't keep their eyes open. That's when they went to bed.
***
Harry had slept peacefully the night before; his morning was everything but peaceful. He rubbed his eyes and sat bolt upright- smacking Ron directly in the face!
"Ow!" They both exclaimed, rubbing their foreheads.
"Why are you always right there?!" Harry yelled, waking up Neville.
"We still need a chaser!" Ron said, very childishly.
"Thank you Mr. Oblivious." Harry said, sarcastically.
"That's it! I'm going to wake up Diana!" Ron ran out of the room.
"What? How do you plan on doing this?" Harry asked, chasing after him.
When they enter the hospital wing, they saw Snape sitting by Diana's bed. Then, Ron began to hit her. "Diana wake up! Wake up! Please, just for the game. We need you." Ron begged, as Snape watched in amusement.
"Um.... Ron?" Harry said laughing.
Ron then stood there as if enlightened. "This is like sleeping beauty. Harry kiss her!" Ron commanded. Snape began to laugh.
"Are you deranged?" Snape laughed. "Oh... never mind your Gryffindors." Snape was laughing so hard, he was doubled over.
"What does that have to do with anything? I'm thinking realistically here!" Ron smiled, as if he was the smartest person in the world. "Now Harry, kiss her!"
"This isn't going..." Harry began.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, KISS HER!" Ron yelled, as Harry and Snape jumped.
"FINE!" Harry yelled back. He then leaned in and kissed her. But as he was pulling away, Diana's arm flew up and hit Harry smack in the face, breaking his glasses. "Ow!" Snape began to laugh harder.
"She decked you." Snape laughed.
Harry began to examine his glasses. "Well..." he said.
"Why won't she wake up?" Ron moaned.
"Cause she's under a curse you idiot!" Snape half yelled, half laughed.
"Now what?" Ron sighed.
Just then Hermione walked in with flowers. "Hello everyone." she smiled. "I brought Diana some flowers."
Ron looked at Harry, Harry looked at Ron. "We're desperate." Ron said.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, you must be desperate." Snape said, trying to refrain from laughing.
"Hermione can you fly a broom?" Harry asked.
"Um... I can crash one." She answered.
"Good enough." Ron said.
"That's pretty sad." Snape continued to be the peanut gallery.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked. "And aren't you two suppose to be getting ready for the game?"
"Hermione be our chaser! Please..." Harry and Ron begged.
"No!" Hermione began to wonder if they had gone nuts.
"Oh please Hermione. We need you." Harry said.
"No, I refuse." Hermione said.
***
"Why did I let you two talk me into this." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Cause you love us." Harry laughed, as they walked onto the quidditch pitch.
"So as a chaser, what am I suppose to do?"
"What you have to do is put the red ball into one of those three hoops." Harry explained.
"That's it?" Hermione asked.
"That's it." Harry said.
"Easy enough." She shrugged. "I hope..."
"Mount your brooms," Madam Hooch said. They mounted their brooms. "Now, I want a clean game." She then blew her whistle. The game had begun.
"Weasley gets the ball first, who passes to Thomas, and he scores!" The commentator said. "And the Ravenclaw team takes a shot on Weasley, and misses."
"Thomas has the ball, and he passes to... Granger?"
"Harry I have the ball! What do I do now?" Hermione asked Harry.
"Get it through the hoop." Harry yelled, still examining the field for the snitch.
"Oh..." Hermione said, just before the ball was taking from her by the Ravenclaw team.
They took a shoot on Ron, and made it. "What the hell was that Hermione?" He screamed, slamming his fist into his palm.
"Sorry... I'm not good at this."
"Weasley passes to Thomas, who passes to Weasley, and she passed it back to Thomas. Oh... and Weasley just got hit in the head with the bludger, knocking her out. Ouch..." The Commentator went on. "And now Thomas passes to Granger!"
"Go Hermione!" Harry yelled. "Get the ball through the hoop." So, Hermione flew through the hoop with the quaffle in hand. "No... not that way..." Harry said, as Ron hit his head on a hoop.
"And Gryffindor scores!" The Commentator yelled.
"No that shouldn't count!" Cho yelled at Madam Hooch. (ok she's the Captain of Ravenclaw)
"That should count!" Harry yelled, flying over to discuss the situation with the two of them.
"It shouldn't!" Cho argued.
Madam Hooch began to look through a rule book. "It just says you have to get the quaffle through the hoop. That's it. It doesn't say how." Harry said. While all this was happening, the game was still play.
"Your such an idiot!" Cho screamed.
"I'm not an idiot! Your just angry!" Harry yelled back.
"What am I angry about, huh?" Cho asked.
"Um... Excuse me for a second." Harry flew off.
"That's just typical of him." Cho went on.
Harry came back with the snitch in hand. "Now, as I was saying... it should count!" He said, flinging around the snitch.
Madam Hooch put the book away. "He's right there's nothing in the rule book that says that doesn't count. And that means Gryffindor has won."
"But we had a timeout..." Cho began.
"What timeout?" Madam Hooch asked. Cho grunted, and flew off.
Everyone was celebrating. "Party in the common room!" Someone yelled.
Harry, Ron , and Hermione all walked into the hospital wing still in there quidditch robes and carrying there brooms. (Or in Hermione's case, the broom she borrowed off of Diana.) To there surprise, one of Diana's American friends was there, in Harry's seat. "Um, excuse me... your in my seat." Harry said.
The girl turned around, they recognized her as Sara Kerckhove. "Ahh... you again." Ron yelled, backing away slowly.
"Yes, be afraid. The scary on is back." Sara laughed.
"Um... my seat." Harry reminded her.
"Well, it's not my fault you had to move for a quidditch game." Sara said, stubbornly. "Who are you again?"
"Diana's boyfriend..." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Oh... I only move for Uncle Sevi." She said. Sara then got out a box. "Alright Diana... Everyone sent you cards, gifts, and stuff." She pulled out a card. "This one is from Jeff. Don't open it, it sings , really bad..." Sara rolled her eyes. "and this ones from Matthew..." Harry couldn't help but notice that she had her green tennis shoes on.
"What are the shoes all about?" Harry said, pointing to Diana's feet.
"I thought she would like something from her room." Sara said, looking around innocently, like she didn't do anything. The three continued to stare. "What!?"
"Americans..." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Brits..." Sara rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm going to be here a while. Time to get out a good book." She put her feet on Diana's bed, and got out 'The Hobbit.'
***
"Move over!" Sara screamed, pushing Harry out of the seat.
"No you!" Harry then pushed her out.
This had been going on for the last week, and Hermione and Ron were getting sick and tried of it. "You two are acting like a married couple." Hermione said.
"Eww..." Harry and Sara said, moving away from each other. Ron and Hermione laughed.
Suddenly, Sirius and Snape walked in. "Well, I found this really nice house outside of London you can look at." Snape said.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Sirius asked.
"Do I have to have a motive fo being nice?" Snape smiled.
"You just don't want me to move into the house down the road from you?" Sirius laughed.
"Yep... pretty much." Snape said. They both sat down next to the rest of them by Diana.
"Just think... me bugging you, Harry and I coming over uninvited, us eating all the food in your refrigerator. Yep... that would be the life." Sirius leaned back and put his feet on Diana's bed. Then, he fell backward. He stood up quickly, picked up his chair, and sat back down. "I meant to do that." Sirius smiled. Everyone laughed.
"Yeah, well, not happening." Snape said, coldly.
"Well, it is, cause I want to annoy you. Plus, Diana and Harry get to see each other all the time. If you know what I mean." Sirius winked at Harry.
"Men..." Hermione and Sara said.
"No! Not my Diana!" Snape said, covering Diana up.
"Well, when Diana wakes up tonight, we're going to have to ask how she likes the idea." Sirius smiled.
"Tonight? Thank God! We need a chaser that's not going to go through one of the hoops... Hermione!" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Hey, it counted!" Hermione responded angrily. Sara rolled her eyes at how in love Hermione and Ron were.
"So!" Harry yelled, to break up the argument Hermione and Ron were having. "The potion is finally done?"
"Yeah..." Snape answered.
"Then why don't we give it to them now?" Ron asked, taking the words right out of Harry's mouth.
"Cause the potion can only work passed sunset." Snape said, as if were a known fact. "See the trick to the potion is, it will wake a person passed sunset. But if you give to them before, they will never wake up again." Snape said in a spooky voice, everyone stared.
"God you say it like it's a bad thing. The world could use one less Snape! That's what James and I use to say!" Sirius smiled, as Snape glared.
"Thank you Dr. Deranged." Snape said.
***
Harry watched the sunset set, as if he were watching the hardest point in his life pass by. "I better go get the potion. Sirius come help me carry it." Snape commanded.
"Alright..." Sirius moaned.
They left for about fifteen minutes, and returned carrying a huge caldron full of a blue potion. They set it down on the nearest table and began to put it in the potion in four vials. "Who gets to be the first one to get the potion?" Sirius asked.
"Susan Bones, she was the first one to fall under." Snape replied. "Then Lavender, then Owen, and then Diana."
"So wait... explain to me what this curse is." Sara said.
"It's were your put to sleep." Harry answered.
"Sounds good to me!" Sara smiled.
"Well, it's not that great. You have nightmares all the time, and you can't wake up, unless your given the antidote." Snape said. "See if a muggle is put under the curse it kills them, but it sucks power off a witch or wizard's suffering. It's very dark magic that the Ministry hid for many years. Expect for these four, only two have been under the curse, a wizard and a muggle."
"Well, if it was all so hidden, then how do you know so much about it?" Sara asked. Everyone seemed to wonder the same thing too.
"I was the one they tested it on." Snape said, coldly. "It's ironic though, that Diana was put under the same curse that her father had spend years creating. I know that he won't have wanted that."
Every stared at Professor Snape, as he gave the first vile of the potion to Susan Bones. (Snape didn't want any of the student's friends in there during this process, for fear that one of the students would be in the middle of a nightmare when they woke up. Diana's friends were an exception.) Then he gave the second vile of potion to Lavender, and proceeded on to Owen. Then it was Diana's turn. Snape's hand shook as he poured the potion into her mouth.
Everyone watched nervously for the first person to wake up. "Why is it taking so long?" Ron asked.
"Cause potions take a while! Have you learned nothing from my class?" Snape snapped at Ron.
"Do you want me to answer that?" Ron asked, biting his lip.
Snape put his hand on his head. " No... I don't think I want to know."
Suddenly Susan began to wake up, and immediately Madam Pomfrey rushed to her side. Then Lavender woke up, then Owen. Now it was Diana they were waiting for. Sara held her Diana's hand nervously, and Harry watched Diana's closed eyelids waiting for a response. "Are you sure the potion is going to work? We've been waiting her a while." Sara pointed out.
"Thank Miss Oblivious..." Sirius said.
"What if she doesn't wake up?" Harry asked.
Just then, Diana's eyes opened. Everyone gave a sigh of relief. "Sara? What the hell?" Diana said.
"Diana!" Sara hugged her. "Your alive! And you're a real girl!"
"Um... yeah." Diana responded.
"Wait never mind..." Sara said, letting Diana go.
"I had the worst dreams... but not as bad as this one." Diana rubbed her head. "Your all sitting here... getting along? That's it, it's a nightmare." Diana rolled over. "Night, night."
"Wait!" Everyone yelled.
Diana looked at all of them. "Well, everyone from Salem sent you cards, and gifts. They're over there when you want to look at them." Sara said quickly. "I'll have to be leaving soon, so if you guys let me talk to her real quick...
"How you feeling?" Sara asked with a smile.
"Like a truck hit me. How are you?" Diana said, her voice was still scratchy from just waking up.
"Just great, now that your up." Sara smiled. "Let me tell you, your boyfriend won't shut up about me taking his seat. My seat this, and my seat that. I was like 'Shut Up!' You know." Sara looked down at her watch. "Well, I better leave. You have to promise that you'll let me visit over the summer." Sara went on.
"I promise..." Diana smile and rolled her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me! God, been taking lessons from Courtney again." Sara and Diana laughed. "Well, better go. Bye."
"Bye." They hugged. "See you this summer." Then Sara was gone
Everyone began to talk to her at once. "Slow down... I just woke up." Diana
rubbed her eyes. "Now, what about Hermione playing quidditch?"
"Well, we were desperate so we had Hermione play in your position as chaser. Well, she didn't do a good job at it, but she still scored." Ron blabbed.
"Yeah, by taking the ball right through the hoop." Harry laughed. "It was priceless."
Then they continued to tell her everything that had gone on when Diana was under the curse, and Sirius even mentioned the moving next to them thing. Diana didn't seem to mind.
"Anyway, I think Harry and Diana need some, alone time." Sirius said.
"But she's my niece, I would like to talk to her about some things." Snape argued.
"Well, you've known her for 16 years. If you haven't talked to her by now you have some problems." Sirius said, pulling Snape out. Hermione and Ron followed them.
"Hey," Harry said, touching Diana's cheek.
"Hi!" Diana smiled.
"Why did you leave the tower? You could have gotten killed!" Harry yelled, letting out over a mouths worth of frustration.
"I heard something, so I followed it." Diana said.
"Just don't do it again. It's just, lots of things could have happened, that's all." Harry said.
"What? Are you saying I'm weak?" Diana asked, angrily.
"No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come of like that. I just worry about you." Harry tried to smile. "You're the first girl I've ever really loved."
"It's ok." Diana held his hand.
He leaned over and kissed her. "So, is it really as bad as your Uncle says it is?"
"Ten times worse." Diana moaned. "But that doesn't matter. I'm here now. I'm ok."
"Yeah," Harry said. But somehow both of them had a feeling that everything was about to get a lot worse.
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Chapter 13: Never Wanted it That Way
"Harry! Ron! Wake up!" Hermione screamed.
"What?" Harry asked, his voice cracked.
"Voldemort! He got Diana! He got Diana!" Hermione screamed.
Harry and Ron shot up. Hermione sat on the end of Harry's bed crying. "What!?" Harry yelled. "What did he do to her!?" Rage filled his veins.
"He put her under the Alptraum Curse!" Hermione felt weak.
"What?" Ron whispered.
Harry got up out of bed and ran down into the common room. Snape was kneeling next to Diana. Sirius stood behind Snape. Dumbledore stood in the corner staring. "Diana!" Harry yelled. He ran and fell next to her.
Ron and Hermione ran down the stairs. "We need that potion, Severus." Dumbledore stared at Diana.
"There's one more ingredient needed. It must be gathered on a full moon and boiled for a month." Snape sighed.
***
Two weeks had passed since Diana had fallen under the curse. It was hard on Harry. Nothing seemed to appeal to him, including quidditch. He would occasionally go to quidditch practice, but besides classes, he mostly sat by Diana's bedside.
But not that warm April evening. He had some how wondered outside. He sat by the lake, and watched the sunset. It's pinks, reds, and oranges seemed to cheer him up.
Wind blew through his hair as he thought about Diana, her kiss, her smile. It was all he could think about, watching that sunset.
Maybe it was the Hogwart's air or the greenery compared to the dull white hospital wing that made him feel better. Whatever it was, it gave him a new outlook on everything. "Well, it's only four more weeks or so til the antidote is finished." he said to himself. "Then, she'll be ok." He smiled. Harry hadn't done that in two weeks.
Feeling refreshed, he stood up and began to walk inside. he felt different, he felt like a man. maybe his eyes didn't show that he had gotten older, but his body did. He had gotten taller,(not much compared to Ron's 6'4.) around 6 foot, and developed a bit more muscle. A lot more attractive then a few years back.
When he walked in the hosptial wing, he saw Snape sitting by Diana's bed. He was looking extremely depressed. Harry sat down across the bed from Snape.
They didn't say a word to each other. It was a rather awkward situation for Harry.(and it had been like that for almost two weeks)They sat like that for about a half an hour. Then, Harry broke the silence. "So, how about that English quidditch team?" Harry blurted out. He wish he didn't.
Snape stared for a moment. "I've always perfered the German team myself." Snape grinned.
"Umm... Why?" Harry asked.
"My mum was visiting Germany when she went into labor with me." snape laughed. Snape laughing, what next? Voldemort in a tutu. "It's rather funny. My mum was born in Ireland, my father was born in France, Diana's father was born in Africa, her mum was born in Scotland, Diana and her older brother were born in England, and her younger brother was born in America."
"I didn't know Diana had a younger brother?" Harry was surprised.
Snape raised his eyebrows. "I'm surprised she never told you about him."
"Well, she told me about William, but I had not clue that she had a younger brother." Harry wondered why she had never told him about her younger brother.
"Charles died when she was 13. She always kind of blamed herself for his death." He sighed. "Only a year old."
"How did he die?" Harry asked.
"Voldemort killed him." Snape began. "She was babysitting him one night. She went to check on him, and he was dead. He had the dark mark on his arm.
"She blamed herself for William's death, then her younger brother, and now her parent's death."
Harry looked down at Diana. Her skin was pale, and her large pj's covered her curvaceous body. She seemed so calm, so peaceful. But her dreams weren't at all calm or peaceful.
"It's late, we should go to bed." Snape said.
"I'm just going to stay here for a few more minutes." Harry replied. Snape nodded his head and left.
Harry stared at Diana. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed. He listened carefully to those breathes. He placed his head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
At that moment, he felt a close connection with Diana. Maybe she felt it too, because when he looked up at her face she was smiling. He smiled back. It was like there souls were doing a dance.
Harry closed his eyes and listened, to her heart, her breaths. Not only did he listen, but he smelled. She smelled like lilacs in the warm spring months.
The smell relaxed him and he began to fall asleep.
***
He opened his eyes and looked over at Diana. Realizing what had happened he got up and looked out the window. It was still dark, around 2:00 in the morning. "How am I going to get back to the tower?" He asked himself. "This should prove to be a challenge." He kissed Diana's forehead and left the Hospital wing.
He quickly but quietly began to make his way through the halls up to the tower. He once had to dodge into a old, abandoned classroom to get away from a teacher who was monitoring the halls. Finally, he got to the portrait of the Fat Lady. He felt relieved to get there without getting caught. "Password," She said.
"Greensleeves," he said.
The portrait swung open and he walked in. He began to walk up to his dorm when he spotted Ginny and Neville... together. Not just talking, but kissing. 'Well, Ron's going to be a little upset when he finds out about his.' he thought to himself. Surprisingly enough, they didn't notice him walk in, or even walk up to the dorm.
He got into his dorm, where he to changed into his pajamas and went to bed. He was still awake when Neville walked in and went to bed.
He began to think about the events that had happened in those last few weeks. Finally, after about an hour of trying, he fell asleep.
***
He watched as she walked down the aisle. Her long hair was in golden curls. Her eyes shimmered like sapphires. Her soft, milky skin glowed. Her lips were a soft pink. And her dress was not to fancy, but fancy enough. She held a bouquet of beautiful white roses.
It was everything Harry had ever imaged it to be like. Diana looked beautiful, the sun was shining, and Snape had even gaven them his blessing. But most importantly, Diana was about to become his wife. It all seemed so perfect.
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest said.
Harry pulled Diana closer. He could almost feel her. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw... Ron!? "Ahhh!" Harry yelled. Harry had been trying to kiss him. "Your not Diana!!" Harry yelled, letting go of Ron.
"Yeah... Thank God!" Ron sat on the edge of Harry's bed.
"What were you doing there?" Harry asked.
"Oh... I was trying to show my secret love for you." Ron fluttered his eyelashes, and Harry looked at him angry.( For being a sarcastic idiot of coarse.) "I was trying to wake you up, but this was before you tried to have sex with me." Ron rolled his eyes.
"I wasn't trying to have sex with you... I was trying to kiss you." Harry said, with embarrassment.
"What were you dreaming about anyway?" Ron scratched his head.
"I was having this really great dream..." Harry began.
"Well, obviously..." Ron rolled his eyes. Harry smirked at him.
"I had a dream Diana and I had gotten married." Harry started to turn red.
"Well, guess were that kiss would have led to..." Ron laughed. "Now I've been traumatized for life."
" What were you trying to wake me up for?" Harry asked, looking out the window. "It's still dark."
"We have quidditch practice this morning... remember?" Ron said, in a 'you're the captain, you idiot,' type of voice.
"Oh yeah..." Harry said, as if the light suddenly turned on. "... We're practicing for the big game this weekend!"
"Yeah, now get dressed!" Ron yelled. Harry jumped up and got dressed.
It wasn't a very productive practice at all that day. They were still one chaser down, and had two days to find one.
"What are we going to do Harry? We can't play without Diana." Ron complained at breakfast that morning.
"I know..." Harry began
"Well, do something?" Ron said angrily
Harry stared at Ron for a moment and then said, "Oh, fine. Excuse me while I go wake Diana up." Harry rolled his eyes. Ron smirked.
"Well how long til the potion's done?" Ron asked.
"Well, she should be up and ready by the next quidditch game. That's about two weeks." He answered.
Ron rested his head on the table as Hermione walked in. "Good Morning!" She said, cheerfully. "Isn't it a beautiful day? She smiled.
"Oh yeah... beautiful." Ron moaned. "Why are you so happy?" Ron asked.
"It's just a beautiful day!" Hermione smiled, then picked up her book and began to read.
"So, as I was saying... what are we going to do?" Ron asked, Harry shrugged."This is so not good." Ron continued to moan.
"Yeah, it looks like we're screwed." Harry said, nonchalantly.
Ron began to bang his head on the table. "Ron it's ok..." Hermione said, pathetically attempting to stop Ron.
"Does anyone here care that we're going to lose on Saturday?" Ron wondered out loud.
"Of coarse I care, but I've just accepted the fact that Diana's not going to be there. So I'm trying to be positive. We're a strong enough team that we can play without her and still win." Harry smiled.
"Your nervous as hell about his aren't you?" Ron asked.
"Oh yeah." Harry confessed. "But I really am trying to be positive. I mean, I don't think that we're going to lose too bad."
"Well, we already have enough points that we're guaranteed a position in the quidditch cup game. So, all you need to do is caught the snitch as soon as the game starts ." Ron said, optimistically.
"There you go." Harry agreed sarcastically.
Hermione looked up from her book in laughter. "You two are so weird." Hermione laughed.
"It's good to know we amuse someone." Harry shrugged.
"It's not that," Hermione continued to laugh. "It's just, I think Diana wouldn't have been a little disappointed to watch you two talk like this. I think that Diana would want you to play your best, she'd want you to see this as a challenge."
Ron and Harry listened to this intently. Then, they began to talk again. "Yep... we're screwed." Harry said.
"I agree." Ron said, as Hermione sighed at how stupid they we're.
Just then, the mail arrived, dropping a small letter on Ron's lap. He began to open it, but Hermione and Harry hadn't noticed. They we're talking about when they were going to visit Diana. "I don't think we visit her that often. It's rather sad." Hermione said.
"No you don't visit her often. I visit her twice a day. Now Ron, how many times have you visited Diana since she was put under the curse? I mean..." He had suddenly noticed that Ron was staring at the letter quite intently. Hermione noticed also.
"Ron are you ok?" Hermione asked. Ron began to look as if he had just seen a ghost.
He continued to stare. Hermione and Harry looked at each other. He then looked over at them. He seemed to be in complete and utter shock. "Percy. He's dead." He then began to stare at the letter again.
"What!? How!?" Hermione yelled.
"Well, he didn't come home the night before last. They found him last night." He began to drift off into space. "I better go tell Ginny." He got up and left.
***
Ron didn't show up in any of his classes that day or the next. Harry and Hermione couldn't find him anywhere. It was like he disappeared. "Maybe he went home to go to Percy's funeral." Hermione suggested.
"Could be." They were walking down to the hospital wing to go visit Diana.
"I'm worried about him." Hermione said.
"Me too." Harry said, as they walked into the hospital.
To there surprise Ron was there sitting by Diana's bed. "Ron!" Hermione ran up and hugged him. "How long have you been here? We've been looking everywhere for you." Hermione asked, in a caring fashion.
"I've been here since about 9:00 o'clock, yesterday." Ron continued to stare.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"I just needed someone to listen to me. I figured why not someone who can't interupt or anything like that." Ron said, then he began to ramble.
"Ron you should get some rest. We have a big game tomorrow." Harry whispered.
"You know what's weird?" Ron asked.
"We have no clue." Harry answered.
"She maybe asleep, but I felt like every time I was talking to her... she was talking back. " Ron sighed. Hermione began to look really worried, but Harry knew how he felt. "Do you think I'm going crazy?" Ron asked. His face was filled with pain.
Hermione sighed. "No Ron, I don't your crazy." Harry smiled. Ron smiled back.
"So do we have a chaser yet?" Ron laughed.
Harry laughed, then shook his head no. "Not yet."
"Maybe we should go to bed." Hermione suggested.
"Yeah, I'm a little tired." Ron said.
As they walked back, Ron began to tell them stories about Percy and all the good times he had with him. It seemed to be cheering him up. And even when they got back they sat by the fire and listened to him until they couldn't keep their eyes open. That's when they went to bed.
***
Harry had slept peacefully the night before; his morning was everything but peaceful. He rubbed his eyes and sat bolt upright- smacking Ron directly in the face!
"Ow!" They both exclaimed, rubbing their foreheads.
"Why are you always right there?!" Harry yelled, waking up Neville.
"We still need a chaser!" Ron said, very childishly.
"Thank you Mr. Oblivious." Harry said, sarcastically.
"That's it! I'm going to wake up Diana!" Ron ran out of the room.
"What? How do you plan on doing this?" Harry asked, chasing after him.
When they enter the hospital wing, they saw Snape sitting by Diana's bed. Then, Ron began to hit her. "Diana wake up! Wake up! Please, just for the game. We need you." Ron begged, as Snape watched in amusement.
"Um.... Ron?" Harry said laughing.
Ron then stood there as if enlightened. "This is like sleeping beauty. Harry kiss her!" Ron commanded. Snape began to laugh.
"Are you deranged?" Snape laughed. "Oh... never mind your Gryffindors." Snape was laughing so hard, he was doubled over.
"What does that have to do with anything? I'm thinking realistically here!" Ron smiled, as if he was the smartest person in the world. "Now Harry, kiss her!"
"This isn't going..." Harry began.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, KISS HER!" Ron yelled, as Harry and Snape jumped.
"FINE!" Harry yelled back. He then leaned in and kissed her. But as he was pulling away, Diana's arm flew up and hit Harry smack in the face, breaking his glasses. "Ow!" Snape began to laugh harder.
"She decked you." Snape laughed.
Harry began to examine his glasses. "Well..." he said.
"Why won't she wake up?" Ron moaned.
"Cause she's under a curse you idiot!" Snape half yelled, half laughed.
"Now what?" Ron sighed.
Just then Hermione walked in with flowers. "Hello everyone." she smiled. "I brought Diana some flowers."
Ron looked at Harry, Harry looked at Ron. "We're desperate." Ron said.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, you must be desperate." Snape said, trying to refrain from laughing.
"Hermione can you fly a broom?" Harry asked.
"Um... I can crash one." She answered.
"Good enough." Ron said.
"That's pretty sad." Snape continued to be the peanut gallery.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked. "And aren't you two suppose to be getting ready for the game?"
"Hermione be our chaser! Please..." Harry and Ron begged.
"No!" Hermione began to wonder if they had gone nuts.
"Oh please Hermione. We need you." Harry said.
"No, I refuse." Hermione said.
***
"Why did I let you two talk me into this." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Cause you love us." Harry laughed, as they walked onto the quidditch pitch.
"So as a chaser, what am I suppose to do?"
"What you have to do is put the red ball into one of those three hoops." Harry explained.
"That's it?" Hermione asked.
"That's it." Harry said.
"Easy enough." She shrugged. "I hope..."
"Mount your brooms," Madam Hooch said. They mounted their brooms. "Now, I want a clean game." She then blew her whistle. The game had begun.
"Weasley gets the ball first, who passes to Thomas, and he scores!" The commentator said. "And the Ravenclaw team takes a shot on Weasley, and misses."
"Thomas has the ball, and he passes to... Granger?"
"Harry I have the ball! What do I do now?" Hermione asked Harry.
"Get it through the hoop." Harry yelled, still examining the field for the snitch.
"Oh..." Hermione said, just before the ball was taking from her by the Ravenclaw team.
They took a shoot on Ron, and made it. "What the hell was that Hermione?" He screamed, slamming his fist into his palm.
"Sorry... I'm not good at this."
"Weasley passes to Thomas, who passes to Weasley, and she passed it back to Thomas. Oh... and Weasley just got hit in the head with the bludger, knocking her out. Ouch..." The Commentator went on. "And now Thomas passes to Granger!"
"Go Hermione!" Harry yelled. "Get the ball through the hoop." So, Hermione flew through the hoop with the quaffle in hand. "No... not that way..." Harry said, as Ron hit his head on a hoop.
"And Gryffindor scores!" The Commentator yelled.
"No that shouldn't count!" Cho yelled at Madam Hooch. (ok she's the Captain of Ravenclaw)
"That should count!" Harry yelled, flying over to discuss the situation with the two of them.
"It shouldn't!" Cho argued.
Madam Hooch began to look through a rule book. "It just says you have to get the quaffle through the hoop. That's it. It doesn't say how." Harry said. While all this was happening, the game was still play.
"Your such an idiot!" Cho screamed.
"I'm not an idiot! Your just angry!" Harry yelled back.
"What am I angry about, huh?" Cho asked.
"Um... Excuse me for a second." Harry flew off.
"That's just typical of him." Cho went on.
Harry came back with the snitch in hand. "Now, as I was saying... it should count!" He said, flinging around the snitch.
Madam Hooch put the book away. "He's right there's nothing in the rule book that says that doesn't count. And that means Gryffindor has won."
"But we had a timeout..." Cho began.
"What timeout?" Madam Hooch asked. Cho grunted, and flew off.
Everyone was celebrating. "Party in the common room!" Someone yelled.
Harry, Ron , and Hermione all walked into the hospital wing still in there quidditch robes and carrying there brooms. (Or in Hermione's case, the broom she borrowed off of Diana.) To there surprise, one of Diana's American friends was there, in Harry's seat. "Um, excuse me... your in my seat." Harry said.
The girl turned around, they recognized her as Sara Kerckhove. "Ahh... you again." Ron yelled, backing away slowly.
"Yes, be afraid. The scary on is back." Sara laughed.
"Um... my seat." Harry reminded her.
"Well, it's not my fault you had to move for a quidditch game." Sara said, stubbornly. "Who are you again?"
"Diana's boyfriend..." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Oh... I only move for Uncle Sevi." She said. Sara then got out a box. "Alright Diana... Everyone sent you cards, gifts, and stuff." She pulled out a card. "This one is from Jeff. Don't open it, it sings , really bad..." Sara rolled her eyes. "and this ones from Matthew..." Harry couldn't help but notice that she had her green tennis shoes on.
"What are the shoes all about?" Harry said, pointing to Diana's feet.
"I thought she would like something from her room." Sara said, looking around innocently, like she didn't do anything. The three continued to stare. "What!?"
"Americans..." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Brits..." Sara rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm going to be here a while. Time to get out a good book." She put her feet on Diana's bed, and got out 'The Hobbit.'
***
"Move over!" Sara screamed, pushing Harry out of the seat.
"No you!" Harry then pushed her out.
This had been going on for the last week, and Hermione and Ron were getting sick and tried of it. "You two are acting like a married couple." Hermione said.
"Eww..." Harry and Sara said, moving away from each other. Ron and Hermione laughed.
Suddenly, Sirius and Snape walked in. "Well, I found this really nice house outside of London you can look at." Snape said.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Sirius asked.
"Do I have to have a motive fo being nice?" Snape smiled.
"You just don't want me to move into the house down the road from you?" Sirius laughed.
"Yep... pretty much." Snape said. They both sat down next to the rest of them by Diana.
"Just think... me bugging you, Harry and I coming over uninvited, us eating all the food in your refrigerator. Yep... that would be the life." Sirius leaned back and put his feet on Diana's bed. Then, he fell backward. He stood up quickly, picked up his chair, and sat back down. "I meant to do that." Sirius smiled. Everyone laughed.
"Yeah, well, not happening." Snape said, coldly.
"Well, it is, cause I want to annoy you. Plus, Diana and Harry get to see each other all the time. If you know what I mean." Sirius winked at Harry.
"Men..." Hermione and Sara said.
"No! Not my Diana!" Snape said, covering Diana up.
"Well, when Diana wakes up tonight, we're going to have to ask how she likes the idea." Sirius smiled.
"Tonight? Thank God! We need a chaser that's not going to go through one of the hoops... Hermione!" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Hey, it counted!" Hermione responded angrily. Sara rolled her eyes at how in love Hermione and Ron were.
"So!" Harry yelled, to break up the argument Hermione and Ron were having. "The potion is finally done?"
"Yeah..." Snape answered.
"Then why don't we give it to them now?" Ron asked, taking the words right out of Harry's mouth.
"Cause the potion can only work passed sunset." Snape said, as if were a known fact. "See the trick to the potion is, it will wake a person passed sunset. But if you give to them before, they will never wake up again." Snape said in a spooky voice, everyone stared.
"God you say it like it's a bad thing. The world could use one less Snape! That's what James and I use to say!" Sirius smiled, as Snape glared.
"Thank you Dr. Deranged." Snape said.
***
Harry watched the sunset set, as if he were watching the hardest point in his life pass by. "I better go get the potion. Sirius come help me carry it." Snape commanded.
"Alright..." Sirius moaned.
They left for about fifteen minutes, and returned carrying a huge caldron full of a blue potion. They set it down on the nearest table and began to put it in the potion in four vials. "Who gets to be the first one to get the potion?" Sirius asked.
"Susan Bones, she was the first one to fall under." Snape replied. "Then Lavender, then Owen, and then Diana."
"So wait... explain to me what this curse is." Sara said.
"It's were your put to sleep." Harry answered.
"Sounds good to me!" Sara smiled.
"Well, it's not that great. You have nightmares all the time, and you can't wake up, unless your given the antidote." Snape said. "See if a muggle is put under the curse it kills them, but it sucks power off a witch or wizard's suffering. It's very dark magic that the Ministry hid for many years. Expect for these four, only two have been under the curse, a wizard and a muggle."
"Well, if it was all so hidden, then how do you know so much about it?" Sara asked. Everyone seemed to wonder the same thing too.
"I was the one they tested it on." Snape said, coldly. "It's ironic though, that Diana was put under the same curse that her father had spend years creating. I know that he won't have wanted that."
Every stared at Professor Snape, as he gave the first vile of the potion to Susan Bones. (Snape didn't want any of the student's friends in there during this process, for fear that one of the students would be in the middle of a nightmare when they woke up. Diana's friends were an exception.) Then he gave the second vile of potion to Lavender, and proceeded on to Owen. Then it was Diana's turn. Snape's hand shook as he poured the potion into her mouth.
Everyone watched nervously for the first person to wake up. "Why is it taking so long?" Ron asked.
"Cause potions take a while! Have you learned nothing from my class?" Snape snapped at Ron.
"Do you want me to answer that?" Ron asked, biting his lip.
Snape put his hand on his head. " No... I don't think I want to know."
Suddenly Susan began to wake up, and immediately Madam Pomfrey rushed to her side. Then Lavender woke up, then Owen. Now it was Diana they were waiting for. Sara held her Diana's hand nervously, and Harry watched Diana's closed eyelids waiting for a response. "Are you sure the potion is going to work? We've been waiting her a while." Sara pointed out.
"Thank Miss Oblivious..." Sirius said.
"What if she doesn't wake up?" Harry asked.
Just then, Diana's eyes opened. Everyone gave a sigh of relief. "Sara? What the hell?" Diana said.
"Diana!" Sara hugged her. "Your alive! And you're a real girl!"
"Um... yeah." Diana responded.
"Wait never mind..." Sara said, letting Diana go.
"I had the worst dreams... but not as bad as this one." Diana rubbed her head. "Your all sitting here... getting along? That's it, it's a nightmare." Diana rolled over. "Night, night."
"Wait!" Everyone yelled.
Diana looked at all of them. "Well, everyone from Salem sent you cards, and gifts. They're over there when you want to look at them." Sara said quickly. "I'll have to be leaving soon, so if you guys let me talk to her real quick...
"How you feeling?" Sara asked with a smile.
"Like a truck hit me. How are you?" Diana said, her voice was still scratchy from just waking up.
"Just great, now that your up." Sara smiled. "Let me tell you, your boyfriend won't shut up about me taking his seat. My seat this, and my seat that. I was like 'Shut Up!' You know." Sara looked down at her watch. "Well, I better leave. You have to promise that you'll let me visit over the summer." Sara went on.
"I promise..." Diana smile and rolled her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me! God, been taking lessons from Courtney again." Sara and Diana laughed. "Well, better go. Bye."
"Bye." They hugged. "See you this summer." Then Sara was gone
Everyone began to talk to her at once. "Slow down... I just woke up." Diana
rubbed her eyes. "Now, what about Hermione playing quidditch?"
"Well, we were desperate so we had Hermione play in your position as chaser. Well, she didn't do a good job at it, but she still scored." Ron blabbed.
"Yeah, by taking the ball right through the hoop." Harry laughed. "It was priceless."
Then they continued to tell her everything that had gone on when Diana was under the curse, and Sirius even mentioned the moving next to them thing. Diana didn't seem to mind.
"Anyway, I think Harry and Diana need some, alone time." Sirius said.
"But she's my niece, I would like to talk to her about some things." Snape argued.
"Well, you've known her for 16 years. If you haven't talked to her by now you have some problems." Sirius said, pulling Snape out. Hermione and Ron followed them.
"Hey," Harry said, touching Diana's cheek.
"Hi!" Diana smiled.
"Why did you leave the tower? You could have gotten killed!" Harry yelled, letting out over a mouths worth of frustration.
"I heard something, so I followed it." Diana said.
"Just don't do it again. It's just, lots of things could have happened, that's all." Harry said.
"What? Are you saying I'm weak?" Diana asked, angrily.
"No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come of like that. I just worry about you." Harry tried to smile. "You're the first girl I've ever really loved."
"It's ok." Diana held his hand.
He leaned over and kissed her. "So, is it really as bad as your Uncle says it is?"
"Ten times worse." Diana moaned. "But that doesn't matter. I'm here now. I'm ok."
"Yeah," Harry said. But somehow both of them had a feeling that everything was about to get a lot worse.
A/n: Hey this was a great chapter to write. Hope everyone enjoyed it. Now, I want all my awesome reviewers to tell friends, family... whatever... to read my story! I would like it if everyone found at least one new person to read and review it. Let's see if we can get my reviews to 100. Now, I would like to dedicate this chapter to my bed. Because I'm going there right now. Thanks for reading. Now remember to get me new reviewers. And if anyone wants me to read one of their stories, tell me. I'll be more than welcome to read and review. (Sorry for any mistakes. It's 2 in the morning.) Love ya all. Bye!
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