AN: I was on a six-month break, okay? I'm not too sure when the next chapter is gonna come out but I don't wanna jinx myself! I doubt I'll finish this story, since I have it planned to be verrrrry long and by that time the 6th book will have come out! =P Any ways please R/R? I'd appreciate it =) As for the story, read and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I own the following: Wild Dreams, Potter Prophecy, Demons, Voicer, Loudspeaker, and Aurora, sadly, J. K. Rowling owns everything else…

~Ironic Feelings - Part 13~


Ron, Harry, nor Hermione said a word once outside Snape's classroom.

Aurora was a different story. It was odd to see her without a grin on her face. Very odd. But then again, they only knew for a half of the day. It had seemed like ages longer to Ron. She was cursing and muttering violently under her breath. Finally, she let out a groan.

But she still looked beautiful - Ron reasoned to himself - dangerously beautiful, though. Nothing compared to Harry's girlfriend… Ron forced himself to become focused back on Aurora. Why couldn't he like her? But there was something about Aurora that he just couldn't put his finger on but whatever it was it was keeping him from liking Aurora. He examined her clenched jaw and decided she had a reason to be irritated. Everyone had a reason to be irritated, Ron thought, thinking of himself.

"What's his problem?" Aurora shouted, while looking behind her to make sure Dumbledore had left completely. "I swear - he's such a…" She went on giving them a piece of her mind on what Severus Snape was. "Is he always like…like - that?" She spluttered, thoroughly pissed off.

Even Ron had nothing to say.

"Or is it just me?"

"No," Harry said carefully. "Snape doesn't like Gryffindors."

"Then why me of all people?" Aurora asked, gesturing wildly.

"Because," Ron explained as kindly as he could, "You're new." Aurora shrugged and looked away.

It was back to the Great Hall for a nothing out of the ordinary lunch of pizza and garlic bread and Aurora talking about "back home" again, which was allegedly New York City.

They foursome made their way past the front entrance, then out to Hagrids hut. By that time Aurora seemed to have calmed down – a little bit. After answering her questions about having classes outside, they greeted Hagrid.

"Ahh," he growled. "Aurora nice ter meet yeh. Knew yer mother. Spittin' image o' yeh." Aurora raised her eyebrows as if she didn't know her mother.

"Really?" she asked, and then told Hagrid with a wide smile, "It's great to meet you too."

"Well," Hagrid clapped his hands together to get attention, once the Gryffindors and Slytherins had all arrived, "We're goin' to take care o' them Kneazles again-" Malfoy could be heard whimpering, "-Malfoy, yeh could sit this one out," Hagrid told him grudgingly.

"Ugh!" Aurora said quite loudly, "He's in this class too?"

"'Fraid so," Hagrid said under his breath, then went to help some Slytherins. A red-orange fur striped Kneazle approached Aurora then started to sniff her feet. Soon it was jumping up and down to be picked up, and Aurora began to cuddle it as it licked her face. The more Aurora laughed and played with the Kneazle, the more horrified the looks on Harry and Hermione's faces got.

"That's the Kneazle from the dream-" Ron heard Harry whisper urgently to Hermione.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Her anxious voice replied.

After a while Aurora noticed the looks on Harry and Hermione's faces. She immediately jumped away from the baby Kneazle and frantically asked what she was doing wrong.

"Nothing," Hermione assured her with a fake smile upon her face, "it's just that, uh, that Kneazle is so cute!" Unsurprisingly, Aurora fell for it.

"Oh, I know!" She said with a big smile and began playing with the cute Kneazle again.

When it came to time for parting with the Kneazles, all ran to Hagrid at his call – all except for the one Aurora had been playing with. It whimpered as it nuzzled her for the last time and look back with limp ears and big, sad eyes as it returned to Hagrid. Aurora smiled back at it sadly and walked to Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

"This is the coolest class," she said with the thickest American accent. When she didn't get much of a response, she checked what they had next, which turned out to be Divination. They walked back up the hill together and there was a shared peck between Harry and Hermione (with Hermione checking to see Aurora got the hint) as well as a knowing look before she left the two boys with Aurora.

They didn't have any time to rest on the long journey up to the North Tower, but Aurora wasn't out of breath – at all. She claimed to be on a softball, basketball, swimming and most importantly – as she had insisted - a soccer team. When her and Harry tried to explain the Muggle sports, it was to no avail because it only made Ron realize the simplicity of Quidditch.

Once they reached the landing and the trapdoor descended, Aurora noticed the funny smell of perfume. She climbed up the ladder and walked into the room. She sneezed. Twice.

"Aurora Lowell," the misty voice of Sibyll Trelawney, which was soon interrupted by Aurora's fourth sneeze. "How nice it is to finally meet you – in person that is," she said in her most dramatic voice.

Aurora held out her sneezed-on hand (which Professor Trelawney refused to take) and sneezed with her other. "You too," she said impolitely, to Professor Trelawney's utmost distaste. "What's with all this"– Aurora sneezed once again –"perfume?"

"Why, my child, this perfume is to sharpen" – another sneeze -"your Divination skills-"

"Well, whatever it's for, it's causing my allergies to act up! Either you get rid of it or I'm leavin-"

Ron saw Harry start to object – why would he want Aurora to stay in Divination?

"Aurora!" He said in a firm, hushed tone and gave her a warning look with a shake of his head. She gave him a confused look, sneezed and sat down, taking his advice. Trelawney smiled sweetly at the both of them, despite Aurora's evil glances. Ron, mystified, sat there.

"Now, we'll be working on horoscopes for some amount of time," she told them mistily, "I'm sure you've seen the horoscopes' constellations in Astronomy and heard some background on them. But this time we'll be determining which category you fall in by your birth date… Horoscopes provide you a clearer explanation about yourself and your actions…" Trelawney continued about the expertise of horoscopes, which was quite boring to Ron. Aurora knowingly rolled her eyes.

"I know all about this stuff from my magazines," she muttered, sinking lower into her pouf. Trelawney seemed to have heard Aurora's comment and said,

"Well, my child, I'd like to ask for you're date of birth, so that-" But she already cut in.

"I'm a Scorpio."

"Okay then," Trelawney said, losing her haziness rather shortly. "I could see you being a Scorpio; I was actually sensing the qualities of the Scorpion in you…"

Professor Trelawney opened a draw in her desk and pulled out a map of the solar system with the planets, alongside the stars traced into constellations. She muttered a spell and the sun, planets and stars lifted up off the parchment and into a spectacular 3-D form. Parvati squealed and Aurora's jaw dropped. Trelawney searched the stars for a while and then found her destination: the Scorpion constellation. She enlarged it with a charm so the class could see.

"As, you can see, this is the Scorpion constellation," Trelawney said mistily as she peered at the traced Scorpion constellation and back at Aurora – "and along with Pisces and Cancer, they make up the water signs: very mysterious, puzzling, and sensitive… Okay, how about we look into the future…"

Professor Trelawney tapped a star with her wand and slowly, slowly, everything started to rotate around the burning sun. She looked back and forth from the Scorpio Constellation and surrounding stars and Aurora. "My child it appears you have a very close loved one of which you sorely miss" – (Aurora could be seen getting redder by the second) – "and soon enough…he'll begin to slip away and you'll find someone else…" Aurora's eyes narrowed and her jaw went off center as Trelawney said she'd find love in someone least expected. After rambling on Trelawney gasped and told not only Aurora but also the whole class dramatically, "It appears you have a secret, kept well hidden-"

"That should not be any of your concern," Aurora finished coldly.

Professor Trelawney took the hint, but appeared very hurt. She put the map away, announced the pages to be read for homework, and said quite curtly, "Class dismissed."

***

Hermione walked briskly through the corridors to the Transfiguration classroom. She knew Harry, Ron, and Aurora wouldn't be early, like her, but… There was just something about that girl!

Hermione took her usual seat in the front. Professor McGonagall looked up from her work, smiled at Hermione sweetly, and then went back to correcting homework with a spell Hermione didn't know.

Lavender and Parvati walked in, (Lavender returned to her classes later in the day) and Hermione heard parts of their high-pitched conversation:

"And what Professor Trelawney said about Aurora's loved one slipping away and finding someone else least expected!"

"Yeah! I wonder who it could be – better not be Ron…"

"Don't worry Lavender, I doubt she likes him…besides, I saw her looking at Harry!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

That's when they saw Hermione was listening and shut up.

"Don't worry Hermione," Parvati told her sweetly, but it wasn't very convincing.

Aurora walked in, followed by Ron and Harry. Harry looked like he had something big to tell her.

And it wasn't good. Harry sat on one side, Aurora on the other, next to Ron. Before Harry could get a chance to tell Hermione what happened, McGonagall started the lesson, which was basically lecturing. Hermione copied notes but for once found it hard, because she was so anxious to know what happened.

It wasn't until the end of class when she found out because on the rare occasions McGonagall wasn't lecturing them Aurora had been talking to her about how annoying Professor Trelawney was. But she wouldn't say why.

At the end of class, Professor McGonagall asked for a word with Aurora, which left Harry and Hermione alone…once you've forgotten about Ron, which was exactly what happened. They didn't realize it until they were done talking things over and Aurora came out. To make matters worse, it wasn't the first time this had happened.

"What happened to…what's his name…Ron! Yeah, that's his name – where's he at?" She asked.

Harry and Hermione looked each other – wide-eyed. Where did he go? Flooding memories of the time he was bit by a Demon came back to Hermione. She shivered.

"Err… I dunno." Harry said, looking around.

Finding it funny, Aurora laughed. "Well now that you've ditched your 'best friend', let's go find him!"

So, they took a really long, wandering walk to the Gryffindor room and finally found, inside, a very fed up-looking Ron.

"Where'd you go?" Harry asked.

"Here. Where else am I supposed to go when I'm left out?" Ron apparently wasn't afraid to be bold. His words hung in the air until Harry sincerely apologized,

"I'm sorry, Ron, I-" But was interrupted by a significant scoff from his best friend.

"Ooooh… Someone's piiiised…"Aurora said shaking her head like was funny. When they turned their if-looks-could-kill on her, Aurora saved them all by asking when dinner was because she was hungry.

"We can still make it if we leave right now," Hermione said hopefully, after studying her watch.

"Let's go! I'm hungry!" Aurora said happily.

They sprinted out the portrait hole, leaving it open for the Fat Lady to scream, ("I demand you to come back at once!") and to the dining hall.

They arrived at the Dining Hall, and took their seats at the Gryffindor table. All was forgotten about being "left out" once their plates filled with food. But Hermione heard Harry explaining to Ron (after they checked Aurora was out of ear shot) that he was just telling Hermione what happened in Divination. Hermione backed him up by nodding.

Aurora had been comforting a teary-eyed Ginny across the table, a few seats down. Ginny Weasley was rather pale and her jaw was set, as if she were determined not to cry. Hermione saw Ginny look from the beginning of the Gryffindor table, down the faces of the people in their seats eating and suddenly stopped before she came around to Harry and her. Harry didn't notice but his best friend did.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Her brother asked. Ginny shook her head, got up and walked out of the Dining Hall.

Aurora objected.

"Ginny," she called out, but Ginny's pace neither slowed down nor sped up. Something was wrong.

Meanwhile Harry took no notice of this unlike the rest of the people sitting nearby. Hermione nudged Harry. He quickly looked up with a full but shut mouth of mashed potatoes, then gave Hermione a questioning look.

Frustrated Hermione leaned over Harry and to Ron, who had been right in front of Ginny's unoccupied seat.

"What's wrong with Ginny?" she asked him.

"Nothings wrong with her," Aurora said, interrupting Ron's shrug, "she's just upset." Hermione was about to ask why but it was then she had a hunch to drop the subject.

***

Very odd things continued happening as the days passed by: Snape's picking on all the Gryffindors stopped (including Aurora!) even though he didn't hesitate to take off points for their house. Snape seemed to be drooping rather than sneering rude comments. And the same kitten had a liking for Aurora every Care of Magical Creatures lesson. Another thing was that Ginny seemed very fragile and on Wednesday Aurora said to Ron, "she prefers not to be bothered". Even Fred George's jokes appeared to trigger her tear ducts, and she'd run off anyone got a chance to see the tears stream down her face. But Hermione hasn't had the slight interest in Ginny. After all, she was too busy with her boyfriend, Harry.

Something else that was odd, but not very new was Aurora trying to get closer and find more information on Harry. Her new way of doing this was by wanting to join the Gryffindor quidditch team. She said she had the Nimbus 2002. Hermione didn't believe it – until she saw Aurora's broom.

Gryffindor was going to verse Slytherin in the coming October, and Harry was getting desperate. As soon as Ron saw Aurora's broom, he started babbling loudly.

"Harry!" Ron called in the common room. "You gotta see this!" Harry broke away from Hermione and went over to Ron.

"What is it?" Harry's eyes followed his pointing finger and he saw the broom. Then he saw the owner. He knew exactly what Ron what Ron was showing him for: a Gryffindor Keeper.

"She knows how to fly too." Ron said, reading his best friends mind.

"Really." Harry tried to sound uninterested. He didn't want to get any closer to that demon than he already was and it would upset Hermione… But they needed to win against Slytherin! He was the captain after all, and Harry could just see the smirk being wiped off of Malfoy's face… Harry wondered if her claim about knowing how to fly was true.

Ron nudged him. "It's not to dark out how about we-"

"Well you can't just leave me standing here!" Aurora pulled them out of their conversations angrily. By that time Hermione had left her homework and come over. Harry shot her a sorry look, turned to Aurora and said,

"You know how to fly?"

"Yep," She said proudly. "Heard the Gryffindor team needed a…Keeper, was it?" Harry nodded and looked out the common room windows to see the evening melt in the sky.

"How about we go outside and see how you fly?" Ron asked for him.

"I'd love too!" Aurora said with a big smile across her face as she looked at Harry instead of Ron. Meanwhile, Harry gave his fuming girlfriend an apology with his eyes. As if giving up, Hermione sighed.

"Let's go," she said.

Once they got outside and around to the quidditch stadium, they found Fred and George already there.

"What's going on? There isn't any quidditch practice now, is there?"

George short stopped on his broom, and looked wide-eyed horrified at all them. His other twin, Fred, was on his broom shooting around the stadium. Sparks were flying out like a firecracker at the rear of his broom.

"What the…" Hermione trailed off.

Aurora started cracking up immediately.

"At least someone thinks it's funny!" George shouted as the rear of his broom's firecracker died down. He hopped onto the ground in front of Aurora, who had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard.

"Well if it isn't Aurora Lowell, the exchange student," Fred joked from behind his twin.

"I'm Fred," George said holding out a hand.

"And I'm George," Fred said, also holding out a hand for her to shake. Aurora raised an eyebrow.

"Nice to meet you two." She smiled and shook both of their hands with hers simultaneously.

"Actually, I'm George," George admitted.

"Fred!" Fred scolded George, "what are you doing? Don't lie!" George gave him a look, and Fred admitted, "Okay, okay, I'm Fred."

Aurora laughed again. "It's not like it'll make a difference!" She immediately stopped laughing when she saw George's hurt face. Harry took advantage of the silence and said,

"We were just coming down to the quidditch stadium to see how Aurora flies."

"Magnificent!" Fred joked.

"Splendid!" George smiled, "We'll be here to watch!" And with that they moved away.

Aurora gripped her broom and looked back for Harry approval. He nodded and she got on. She flew up about twenty feet and around the stadium swiftly. She did loops, swerves, and many moves. She was a natural.

But could she catch?

"Hey, catch!" Harry said hoping to catch her off guard. He did, but she swooped low and caught it a foot or two away from the ground. Harry threw her another golf ball. She sped over and caught it. Again and again. By that time, Fred and George were cheering like two elderly women.

"Bravo, bravo, we've found ourselves a Gryffindor seeker, haven't we Har-"

But they stopped once they saw Aurora let the golf ball fall to the floor. Everyone stopped and followed her gaze. It was Draco Malfoy. And his faithful sidekicks, of course.

"I couldn't help but oversee what was going on," He said arrogantly. Aurora stiffly got off her broom and marched over to Draco with her broom.

"Touch me," he said pointing an ominous finger towards her, "and there won't be a Gryffindor Keeper playing at the match."

"Really?"

"Really."

With narrow eyes, she studied his finger (only a few inches away) and back at him. She swiftly turned around and made sure that her broom slammed into his knees and looked as if an accident.

"That was my broom, not me," Aurora said, taking the words out of his mouth. "Really," she said not bothering to turn around. She walked back to the Gryffindors silently. Harry had to admit what she did was smooth.

Malfoy had turned around and told the Slytherins what happened. They shook their heads, suggesting they were evilly plotting. The twins thought along the same lines.

"How about," Fred proposed, once Aurora was back. "We set their booms on fireblast? What do you say George?" But George had been looking at Aurora. Once his brother nudged him, he snapped out of his gaze.

"Wha-"

"Fireblast! Slytherins!" Fred said, getting annoyed.

"George shook his head. "Nah…" Then his mischief grin returned. "Rather save those for the match!"

And they continued plotting, walking out of the stadium and up to the Gryffindor Tower once again.

***



AN: Please review! I've been feeling down lately and the reasons why I haven't been updating are: 1. I have to pass my classes 2. not only that but I want to get a scholarship 3. I need a 90% average to get there! 4. I have a life, you know 5. One word: friends 6. some other reason I cant remember… 7. I'm currently writing poetry 8. I'm working on getting a book of my poems published 9. it's not summer all year round! 10. Pressure 11. and everything else I forgot.

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