HARRY POTTER
TIME TRAVELER
Summary – Harry opens a book in the Restricted Section and it transports him 21 years into the future, where he meets up with the future Ron and Hermione and their son, Eddie. Harry also meets Lily Potter, Harry's very spunky and caring future teenage daughter with a hot temper and a bit of an attitude. Harry wants to know about his future, but he feels that Ron, Hermione, Lily, and Eddie are keeping something from him; some very deep, dark secrets.
Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, or the Harry Potter world. The all belong to the fabulous J.K. Rowling. However, while I do not own their names, the characters and the personality traits of Lily Potter, Eddie Weasley, Daris Malfoy, Christof Nott, as well as Asher Lazard and Robyn Andrews all belong to me.
Chapter 18- Lectures:
Hermione strutted towards the Great Hall with Draco Malfoy on her heels. She did not like the idea of him behind her and it made her walk as briskly towards the Great Hall as she possibly could. When she finally reached the Entrance Hall, Draco lingered and Hermione marched over towards the Slytherin table and right towards Daris Malfoy who in a private, low conversation with Christof Nott.
"Mr. Malfoy?" called out Hermione. All of the Slytherins, including Daris, looked up and glared at her. "Your father is here in the Entrance Hall. He wishes to see you. Would you please follow me?"
Daris grinned evilly and while winking at Nott and the rest of his friends, he got up and followed Hermione towards the Entrance Hall. Standing there, leaning against the wall, white, receding, blonde hair, a pointed nose, and wearing a heavy, black cloak, was his father. Daris flashed his father a grin that Draco did not return. Daris's grin faltered and the two of them followed Hermione to her office. She let them inside and told them that she would be waiting outside so that they would speak in private.
"I'll be back shortly," said Hermione sternly, giving Draco Malfoy a look of the utmost dislike. She closed the door and her footsteps were heard leaving.
"Slimey Mudblood…" muttered Draco under his breath. He had his back towards his son has Daris turned to look at him. Draco turned to his son with his cold, gray eyes narrowed.
"Father, I'm assuming your here because you got my letter?" asked Daris anxiously. If it was somehow possible, Draco narrowed his eyes even further and took out the piece of paper out of the pocket of his cloak which Daris immediately recognized as the letter that he and Christof Nott had written.
"Yes, and I'm glad you brought it up," hissed Draco. Daris's anxious look faltered and he was clearly startled. He had expected his father to be pleased with him for discovering something this big; certainly not angry. After all, he had just found out that the young Harry Potter was here, in this time, and his father was somehow angry? Daris did not understand what was going on.
"Father…I…what…what's the matter?" asked Daris nervously, his own gray eyes filling with fear. Draco advanced on his son, striding forward and when he finally reached him, Draco slapped Daris hard across the face, leaving a big red welt. Daris let out a cry of pain as he stumbled backwards towards the wall and clutched desperately on to his cheek where his father had hit him.
"This!" shouted Draco angrily, holding up Daris's letter. Daris stared at it, wide-eyed and completely confused. "This is the matter! I come here and confront those Weasel Mudblood lovers and made of a complete fool out of myself! How dare you jump into such conclusions and drag me down with you! You made a fool out of me Daris with your ridiculous imagination and theories. What kind of idiot are you; thinking that that Evans boy could possibly be Harry Potter? Harry Potter is dead!"
Daris was completely dumfounded. He looked up into his father's angry face and then back at the letter, then at his face again. "Father…I…I don't understand. What are you saying?" Daris asked slowly and fearfully. "You don't believe me?"
"I admit that I was foolish enough to believe you at first," said Draco coolly, rereading the letter in his hands. "I came to watch the Quidditch Match to see if I could get a glimpse of this Evans boy. By the way, you need some practicing; Potter tricked you using the Wronski Feint." Daris ignored his father critique and looked up at him anxiously.
"But did you manage to get a glimpse of Harry Evans?" he asked earnestly. Draco sighed and pocketed the letter again.
"Yes, I did," said Draco, "and while I do admit that he looks extraordinarily like Harry Potter, there is no possible way that he can be Harry Potter."
"What?" Daris nearly shouted. "How could you possibly know or think this?"
"Daris, it's not possible for Harry Potter, of all people, to simply make an appearance from the future. The only way to time travel is to use a Time-Turner and there was no way that someone was publicized and famous as Harry Potter could have gotten his hands on one without the Ministry knowing. The Mudblood, for once, had a point," said Draco reasonably and quietly. Daris looked at his father astonished.
"Father, think about what you just said! You're listening to a Mudblood" asked Daris incredulously. "And not just any Mudblood; but a Mudblood who was and is Harry Potter's best friend and would do absolutely anything to protect him? For Merlin's sake, father, she is his best friend and knows that you're the deadliest Death Eater and wants to protect him from the Dark Lord!" Draco looked at his son thoughtfully for a moment, as though he had never seen anything quite like him before. He took out the letter that Daris had written and then looked back at him before pacing wildly around Hermione's office, clearly deep in thought. Daris did not interrupt his father; but just watched him wide-eyed and with earnest.
"You know Daris, you might be right…they could be lying to try and protect him…"
"I know I am right, father," said Daris excitedly. "I just know it! I'm telling you, Harry Evans is really Harry Potter! There was something on his forehead! I saw his scar!"
"But, that doesn't explain how he could have time traveled without a Time-Turner…" Draco said to himself out loud.
"Who cares how he got here?" said Daris impatiently. "The fact of the matter is that he is here!" Draco ignored his son's comment and continued pacing around the room and muttering to himself. Daris interrupted with a suggestion: "Maybe there is another way you can time travel without using a Time-Turner." There was an excited and evil look in his gray eyes that he had inherited from the man standing before him. Draco stopped pacing and looked at him quickly, almost annoyed.
"I doubt it, Daris…"
"Well, I don't think it could hurt to find out," said Daris, slightly crestfallen at his father's discouragement. Draco sighed and ran his hand through his neatly combed, white blonde hair.
" I saw the boy…I would have mistaken him for Harry Potter without question," once again Draco was muttering to himself. He thought for a moment before rounding on his son, who was staring at him with an impatient, yet anxious, excited look on his face. "I can't help but think that you're are right, Daris."
"I know I am father," said Daris, almost pleadingly. "Trust me on this one."
"Alright," started Draco, gathering his belongings. "Alright, I will explain to your mother and she and I will do some researching on the different methods on time-travel. But, in the meantime, I want you to do some researching of your own."
"On time traveling?"
"No, on this so-called Harry Evans," said Draco impatiently. "Watch his relationship with Lily Potter and how it grows. Notice how the Mudblood and werewolf treat him and act around him. I want you to keep a sharp eye on this boy and report anything unusual to me. I do not want to deliver him to the Dark Lord unless we are sure that he is Harry Potter. Do you understand, Daris?"
Daris nodded.
"Don't get anybody suspicious, especially the Weasleys and werewolf! Understand?"
Once again, Daris nodded.
"Okay, son, I will see you over the holidays," said Draco as he gently ruffled Daris's combed and jelled hair. Daris nodded and smiled up at his father. Draco returned the smile as he pulled his hood over his head, which completely covered his face, and walked towards the door. As he walked away, Daris thought of something.
"Father?"
"Yes, Daris?"
"Just out of morbid curiosity, was it you who jinxed Potter's broomstick?" asked Daris curiously, an evil twinkle in his stormy eyes; resembling a bolt of lightning a dark, cloudy day. Draco gave an evil chuckle.
"Yes," he said simply. "I did try. You know, Daris, make sure that the Weasley boy doesn't get in your way. I have a feeling he'll be more of a problem than the Mudblood and werewolf when it concerns Lily Potter. Do anything you can to get him out of the way."
"Yes sir," said Daris.
"And be careful around Potter and Evans; do not let them suspect what you're up to. They are both th-"
"I know!"
"Okay, good-bye Daris," said Draco. He opened the door and slipped out. Daris grinned to himself as Hermione came back with Eddie and sent Daris off to his dormitories. As he left the office and glared at Eddie, who glared back, he thought this is going to be a very interesting year.
Hermione left the Malfoys in her office and she dashed as fast as she could back to the classroom where she had left Ron, Eddie, and Harry. She received some strange stares from some of the students; after all, it was odd to see the Headmistress running down the hallways when there was no real school emergency. But, what the students did not know was that there was an emergency. And that emergency was Harry and how much of the conversation he heard between she, Ron, and Malfoy.
When Hermione finally reached the classroom and ran through the doorway, she saw Ron looking nervously at Harry with concern. Eddie was looking at his feet, with his head hung in shame; regret written all over his features. There was no doubt in her mind that Ron gave him a good, solid lecture about how stupid he had acted, allowing Harry to listen on a conversation that could have jeopardized everything. When neither Ron nor Eddie met her gaze when she entered the classroom, Hermione turned her gaze on to Harry instead. He looked sick and pale and was staring blankly out of the window and at the Hogwarts grounds. Hermione sighed, and told Ron to stay with him awhile longer. Ron nodded in understanding as Hermione ran to the Great Hall as fast as she could and ran straight up to Remus, panting for breath.
"Hermione? You look like you've ran a mile! Are you practicing for some kind of marathon that I do not know about?" asked Remus teasingly before noticing the worried look on her face. His face immediately became one of concern. "What's wrong?"
"Something happened…its Harry…" Hermione did not have to say anything else because Remus had already jumped out of his seat as though it had been set on fire; concern etched on his tired, worn out face.
"Where is he? What happened?" Remus asked urgently. Hermione led him towards the Transfiguration classroom. The pair both ran as fast they could down the corridors of Hogwarts. Hermione was shocked to see how fast he was running, especially for such an old man. Remus was now pushing his late fifties and could not believe a man as old and as tired as him could be so fast. But then, of course, he was running fast because of Harry. Harry was…is…the son of one of his best friends and he cared about him and his well being.
When Hermione and Remus reached the classroom, the scene before them had basically remained the same. Ron and Eddie were watching Harry in concern and Harry was just staring out the window, pale and shaken. Remus wasted no time and immediately ran to Harry's side and shook him lightly. Harry just stared aimlessly out the window.
"Harry?" asked Remus softly. When Harry did not respond, Remus turned furiously to Ron, Hermione, and Eddie and demanded to know what had happened to cause Harry to go into such a state of shock. Though hesitant, Hermione explained everything that she, Ron, and Malfoy had talked about, and how Harry and Eddie had listened in on the whole conversation. Remus's eyes widened as Hermione spoke and when she was finished, he immediate turned back to Harry.
"Harry?" Remus asked again. But, it was no use. Harry seemed oblivious to anyone and anything around him. He was just so shocked; so deep in his thoughts that he did not seem to notice his surroundings. Remus finally gave up trying to stir Harry and muttered something under his breath.
"He needs to see Sirius," muttered Remus firmly Ron sighed and looked cautiously at Hermione who looked like her bushy brown head was about to explode.
"No!" she stated firmly. "No, I won't allow it." Remus did not look at her but stared out the window and shook his head impatiently.
"Hermione, you don't understand," started Remus, "He needs to see Sirius." Neither Ron nor Eddie had ever heard Remus sound this serious or this firm before, especially towards Hermione. They always seemed to agree on decisions in the past. However, Hermione seemed dead set on not allowing Harry and Sirius to reunite.
"No," Hermione repeated firmly. "It's too dangerous and I'm not sure what Sirius and that temper of his will do." Remus opened his mouth and looked as though he was going to protest, but he closed it instead and shook his head. In some ways, Hermione was right. In other ways, she was very wrong. Hermione sighed and turned to her husband.
"Will you and Remus escort Harry to the hospital wing?" asked Hermione sadly. They both nodded. "And, when you've done that, will you stay with him, Remus? And Ron? Will you please come to my office?" Once again, the two of them nodded again. Ron strided over, grabbed Harry's shoulders and guided him out of the classroom and down the corridor to the hospital wing with Remus following them.
Eddie opened his mouth and announced that he was going to find Lily, Asher, and Robyn, but Hermione put her hand on Eddie's shoulder and led him to her office.
"I don't think so, Edward," she said angrily. He winced. She had used his full name; she only used that when he was in serious trouble. "You and I are in for a nice, long talk."
Eddie gulped.
After a long while, Harry, Ron, and Remus finally reached the hospital wing. It took longer than normal because both Ron and Remus had to guide Harry, as he was still in some kind of shocked daze. When they finally got there, Ron set Harry down on one of the hospital wing beds.
As his friend laid there, in shock, Ron tried to think back on what could have caused this shock. They had not said anything that revealing about what happened. Remus was now searching for the school nurse, leaving Ron to his thoughts. He tried hard…thinking about what he, Hermione, and Malfoy had talked about….Harry…Ginny…that's when it hit him.
"He was never your friend," snarled Ron. He was practically growling at Malfoy; like a fierce lion ready to pounce on his prey.
"Oh, but he was, he was my friend, Weasley" sneered Malfoy. "He had gone and betrayed everyone who trusted him-"
"Stop!" cried out Hermione. But neither Ron nor Malfoy paid her heed.
"I'm warning you, Malfoy…"
"Your warnings are just empty promises, Weasley," snarled Malfoy. "Quit defending him. You know what happened; you know that he finally saw the riffraff that you Mudbloods and Mudblood lovers were and got wised up! I mean, look what happened to that poor, sweet, baby sister of yours."
"How dare you," whispered Hermione, though it sounded as though she were crying. Her voice dripped with pain and horror.
"What did you say?" hissed Ron.
"You heard me, Weasel," said Malfoy.
"That wasn't Harry's fault," growled Ron. Hermione was now sobbing quietly.
"Ron, please, don't," begged Hermione.
"C'mon get out of denial, Weasley. Even you have to realize that what happened was indeed your best friend's fault," said Malfoy.
"It wasn't his fault!" Ron repeated hastily, though he sounded as though he were trying to convince himself rather than Malfoy. "You know why he did it! He didn't have a choice! He never would have done that under his free will!"
"Are you so sure?" asked Malfoy.
"Yes!" shouted Ron; this time, without hesitation. Malfoy simply sighed and Hermione's sobs had now stopped.
"Well, think whatever you want to think, Weasley," said Malfoy nonchalantly. "But you know and I know, deep down, what really happened and that when you look at that boy now, part of you really wants to kill him."
"I…I would never-" said Ron in a choked up voice. But, he did not say anything else; he did not contradict Malfoy
Ron had never contradicted Malfoy. He might as well have admitted it to Harry. He ran a frustrated and frightened hand through his bright red locks and gave out a yell of frustration.
"Merlin's beard!" shouted Ron angrily, running his hand through his hair and anxiously pacing the hospital wing. Remus, who was still looking for the school nurse, popped his head in from the open door, his eyes full of concern.
"What's the matter?"
"I think I know why Harry is like this," he muttered, turning away his head in shame, no longer able to look at the boy who was now lying in a bed of the hospital wing, clearly in shock at the aspect that had done something so horrible, that his best friend had once thought seriously about killing him. Ron explained all of this to Remus, who gone paler with every word that Ron spoke. When Ron had finished talking, he swore under his breath.
"I have got to talk to Hermione," stated Ron. "She is going to bloody kill me but maybe she'll know what to do now that we know what caused Harry's shock. Stay with him, Remus?"
"Of course!"
With one final look at his friend, Ron ran as fast as he could towards his wife's office. As he ran, and received anxious and curious looks from on lookers and students, he thought about the horrified look on Harry's face and how he had been the cause of that. If only he had contradicted Malfoy then Harry would not be in this state. Before he knew it, he was at the gargoyle, disrupting his thoughts. He gave the password and dashed in through the office door where he saw Hermione giving Eddie a stern look. As soon as Ron walked in, she exploded.
"EDWARD RONALD WEASLEY!" bellowed Hermione. Eddie flinched in fear. Even Ron was fearful of Hermione's anger. He had only witnessed her lose her temper a few times in her lifetime but he had never seen her like this. For a moment, he was strongly reminded of his mother and he grimaced. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING ABOUT LETTING HARRY EAVESDROP LIKE THAT?" Eddie looked at Ron desperately and Ron immediately came to his son's aid. He walked over to Hermione and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked at with a cocked eyebrow.
"Herm, please calm down…"
"Calm down?" Hermione shrieked, brushing his hand off of her shoulder. Eddie continued to look at the scene nervously. "My best friend was on the verge of finding out a horrible truth and is in a state of shock, and you WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?"
"Yes!" Ron shouted back at her. "CALM DOWN!" Hermione was taken aback by Ron's action; yelling at her. He had not yelled at her like that since their fourth year after the Yule Ball, but it got her attention and it got her to stop yelling.
"Yelling at Ed is not going to get us anywhere," said Ron firmly, nodding his head in Eddie's direction. Hermione glared at him and placed her hands on her hips. "Okay, yes, Harry almost found out the truth. But, he didn't! Once he gets over this shock, I am sure he will be perfectly fine. Harry always bounced back."
"Don't you think he might question what he heard?" asked Hermione slowly, as though asking a small child. "Don't you think he might us to explain what that conversation meant?"
"What do you mean?" asked Ron, suddenly looking nervous. "You don't think he'll ask…about…" He gulped, clearly having a hard time trying to get the words out. "…about…Ginny…do you?"
"He will ask. I know he will," said Hermione, going pale and tears welling up in her eyes. "Fifth year was the year he started to take notice of her and have romantic feelings for her. But, how are we supposed to tell him, Ron?"
"We can't," whispered Ron simply.
"Ron…if he finds out…it'll tear him to pieces!" Hermione nearly cried. Eddie did and said nothing except look at his feet. Ron look from his son, to his wife, and sighed. He too said nothing; instead he reached out and pulled Hermione into a tight, comforting embrace. She immediately began to sob into his shoulder
"Oh, Ron, the truth is going to kill him!"
"I know, Herm," Ron whispered into Hermione's ear. "We can't tell him what happened to Ginny. You're right; it'll kill him." Hermione nodded as Ron leaned down and kissed her cheek while still hugging her tightly. Suddenly, they both looked at each other for a moment and smiled. For a spit second, Eddie thought that he might be out of trouble. He slowly and quietly tip-toed towards the office door as his parents were distracted by the loving gazes they were giving each other. Just as Eddie had placed his hand on the doorknob…
"Edward Weasley, what were you thinking?" snapped Ron. Eddie groaned and turned back around to look at his parents. He looked ashamed with himself, but all he could do was shrug. "What if we started to talk about what happened? Harry would be sicker than he already is! If you want to go spying, I suggest you go with Lily, Asher, or Robyn, but not Harry. We need to be careful of what we say around him. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir," mumbled Eddie.
"Sir?" Ron asked, half laughing. "Eddie, I'm your father, not the Minister of Magic."
"Okay, dad," said Eddie rolling his eyes, though he smiled. Hermione sighed.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for spying, Edward. Now go straight to the Gryffindor Common Room and get started on the Potions homework that I know you have," said Hermione, pushing Eddie out of her of her office. When she had shut the door behind her, she turned to Ron.
"I think it's time we go talk to Harry," she whispered softly. Ron nodded in agreement, took Hermione's hand and the pair headed off to the hospital wing.
"He is so bloody heavy!" Lily panted impatiently.
"He weighs almost as much as he eats" Robby panted, though unlike Lily, she was smiling. Lily laughed, dropping Asher's unconscious body in the process. He had gotten stunned and they were taking him to the hospital wing to revive him. Lily helped Robby pick him up again.
"We're idiots!" Robby blurted, dropping Asher on the floor and pulling out her wand out of the pocket of her robes. Lily looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"We?" Lily asked jokingly. "Whats this 'we' stuff? You may consider yourself an idiot, but I consider myself as a truly talented and intelligent witch!"
"You forgot modest," said Robby dryly.
"Well, yeah, modest too!" said Lily grinning. Robby and Lily both shook their hands and laughed before returning to Asher's unconscious frame.
"Seriously though, we are idiots," said Robby, still smiling. "Instead of carrying this load, we could have just levitated it." Lily slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand making a groan.
"Sometimes I think I forget that I am a witch."
"C'mon," said Robby, half laughing, taking out her wand. Lily did the same and together they shouted: "Wingardium Leviosa!" Asher's body levitated into the air and Roby guided him with her wand towards the hospital wing.
When the two girls carried, or rather levitated, the stunned boy to the hospital wing, the nurse Madame Parks, looked at the girls, rolling her eyes. Madame Parks was a kind, plump witch who had a sense of humor, but was extremely strict when it came to visiting hours. She smiled knowingly as the three came into the room. Lily, Eddie, Asher, and Robby, along with Malfoy, Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle, visited the hospital wing on a regular basis as they were always fighting, dueling, and getting in trouble. To be honest, Madame Parks was not very fond of the four Slytherins, as they were so cruel towards the nurse, since she was Muggle-born, but the four Gryffindors were highly entertaining and she enjoyed their company.
"Hello Miss Potter, Miss Andrews," she said, a twinkle in her topaz eyes. "What have you, Weasley, and Lazard done this time?"
"No Weasley this time, Madame Parks," said Robby with a giggle. Lily rolled eyes.
"Nott called Robby a Mudblood and Asher flipped out," explained Lily. "He and Nott decided it would be a good idea to start dueling in the middle of a crowded corridor. While they dueled, Nott stunned him. We brought up here so he doesn't get into any trouble and we knew you'd be able to revive him."
"Well, I do admire Mr. Lazard for being so loyal and protective of his friends," said Madame Parks, smiling knowingly. Robby blushed a deep red. "Of course I will not report this but I will need to speak to Professor Snape about the inappropriate language of his students."
Lily just laughed, and then continued to grin. As she and Robyn helped place Asher's body on to one of the beds of the hospital wing, she looked around to see who was injured this week. To her immense surprise, she saw Remus, sitting beside a bed on the far end of the hospital wing, looking pale and scared. Immediately concerned, Lily walked over to him, leaving Robby to help Madame Parks take care of Asher.
As she walked over, she noticed a tuff of jet-black hair lying against the contrasting white of the pillow and her heart completely missed a beat and she walked faster towards Remus and the bed that she knew held Harry. She looked at the bed and saw Harry laying in it, a look of complete shock and horror on his face. Lily stood beside Remus and immediately looked down, her emerald green eyes becoming a jade color due to concern and anger.
"Moony, what happened?" Lily demanded urgently, not taking her eyes off of Harry. Remus sighed and figured that it was best to tell Lily the truth, as she would probably find out anyway from either Eddie or Harry. He explained everything Ron had told him, including the flashback. As Remus continued to talk, Lily's bright green eyes slowly widened in horror and Remus was startled to see how much she looked like Harry when she widened her eyes. He had never seen it before. He brushed it off and turned back to his friend's son.
"I'm going to kill Eddie," snarled Lily, clenching her fists. "How could he be so stupid?" Remus looked at her startled. He had never seen her this protective of anyone and he never imagined she would be this overprotective of Harry.
"Flower, killing your best friend won't make Harry feel any better," said Remus, reasonably. Lily's eyes narrowed as she pulled her wand out of the pocket of her robes and fingered it dangerously.
"No, but it'll make me feel better!"
With that Lily stormed out of the hospital wing leaving a very confused Robyn and Madame Parks behind. Remus sighed and continued to watch over Harry, shaking his head bemused.
Meanwhile, Lily stormed through the corridors and marched right to Gryffindor Tower and yelled the password to the Fat Lady, who started to lecture her about using manners, but Lily ignored her. She had more important business to take care of; and that was hexing the freckles off of thick-headed, foolish best friend. When she walked through the Potrait Hole, she looked around for any signs of flaming red hair and saw Eddie working on some homework in a far corner of the Common Room. He must have heard her footsteps coming towards him because he turned around and smiled at her.
"Hey Lils! What's up?
"You know, I'd love to know what you're smiling about!" snapped Lily angrily, her eyes flashing with a raging fire as they dangerously narrowed at him. Eddie seemed startled.
"Lils, what's the matter?" Eddie asked, immediately standing up. Lily's eyes flashed even more dangerously.
"What's the matter?" she asked incredulously. "You're an idiot! That's what's the matter!" Realization dawned on Eddie's face and he closed his eyes, waiting for the explosion.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING EDDIE?" Lily roared. "What if Harry found out? Did you see him; he is in state of shock."
"I know," said Eddie quietly, though tired of apologizing for the same thing over and over again. But, right now, he thought it was best just to humor Lily. "I was stupid, I know. But, I was curious to see why Draco Malfoy was here. Apparently, Harry felt the same way and we decided to see what he was up to and what was going on."
"Merlin you're an idiot," snapped Lily, shaking her head and waving her hands in the air. Eddie glared at her. "You should have known that if it concerned Draco Malfoy, it couldn't have been anything good; especially in Harry's case! You should have known that if he got any glimpse of Harry that Malfoy would tell him everything without hesitation! I mean, seriously, Ed, do you not have a brain in that thick skull of yours?"
"I wasn't thinking!" shouted Eddie defensively, obviously embarrassed, as people were beginning to stare at them. "And for your information, my head is not thick! I made a mistake and I'm sorry!"
"Oh, your head isn't thick? Well, you could have fooled me!" shouted Lily sarcastically. Eddie continued to glare at her.
"I said I was sorry and I'm tired of apologizing for the same bloody thing!" growled Eddie, his own temper rising, his ears turning red, which was a trademark he had inherited from his father. Lily made a noise with her throat the sounded rather sarcastic. "Oh please, Lily, get off of your high horse! I made a mistake. Don't tell me that the Miss Perfect Lily Potter never made a mistake!" Eddie said this statement very bitterly and dryly.
"I never said or implied that I never make mistakes," said Lily coolly. "But I would've known not to do anything so stupid! You really messed up here, Eddie. We don't know if Harry is going to be okay."
"Since when do you care so much about him?" Eddie snapped. Lily stared, opened her mouth, and the closed it again. She seemed to be having an internal struggle with herself.
"Shove it, Ed," she finally snapped. With that, she strode forward and kneed Eddie in the gut. Eddie stumbled backwards, clutching on to his stomach.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Eddie roared angrily.
"That was for being a stupid git!" Lily shouted back as she ran across the Common Room and through the Portrait Hole; no doubt returning to the hospital wing to check on Harry. Eddie continued rubbing his stomach and muttered some well chosen profanities about Lily under his breath, before returning back to his Transfiguration homework.
Lily, on the other hand, was not worried about homework. She was running towards the hospital wing as fast as she could and whe she got there and tried opening the door, she realized it was locked.
Lily let out a frustrated yell that echoed throughout the corridors and startled several passing second years. She took a step back and using all of her strength in her petite frame, she kicked the door as hard as she could and it flew open. She charged into the room, looking at a very startled Ron, Hermione, and Remus.
"Lily Julia Potter!" Hermione said, clearly appalled and not believing what Lily had just done. "What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing?" Before any one of them could respond towards Lily's actions, a small quiet voice echoed the room.
"Lily?" the voice called quietly, almost pleadingly and everyone realized that it was Harry. Lily glared at Hermione and walked forward and kneeled down beside Harry's bed as she grasped his hand tightly.
"It is okay, Harry," she whispered smiling, clutching on to his hand tightly. He looked back at her and gave her a weak smile back. "I'm here now. Everything is going to be okay…"
A note from the Jitterbelle. I'm glad I ended that crazy chapter on a heartwarming note. Please read, review, and enjoy!
Coming in Chapter 19 – A short, heart-warming moment between Lily and Harry. Not sure why I originally didn't include it in this chapter. But, I didn't. Oh well.