Heylo! Well, here's Chapter Six!
Note: The little texts between these two things ~" "~ are their minds responding to their mental questions to themselves. It can also represent the opposite opinion of their minds.
Disclaimer: I do not any of the Harry Potter characters only my own characters and my plot.
Chapter 6: Brother-Sister Relations
"Jesabelle wake up, it's morning."" Harry said, shaking her lightly.
Jesabelle woke up to find Harry shaking her awake and Ron standing behind him, looking worried.
"Oh, I must have dozed off. What time is it?" Jesabelle asked, picking her head up from a book about magical creatures and stretching.
"Breakfast is almost over." Ron said.
"Oh really? Well then I will just have to miss it then." Jesabelle said, fixing her pieces of parchment and writing the last few words of her report on the Jarveys.
Harry watched her, and then noticed the bandages on her hands as she continued to write on her parchment.
"Jesabelle, what happened to your hands?" Harry asked, picking up her left hand.
"Oh it's nothing." Jesabelle said, pulling her hand gently away.
"It doesn't look like nothing." Harry said, giving her a serious look.
"What did you do in detention last night?" Ron asked, sitting in an armchair across from her.
"I had to de-gnome an outdoor greenhouse behind the castle. It took a while. I only came back at midnight." Jesabelle said, putting things in her school bag.
"Who oversaw your detention?" Harry asked, standing next to her armchair, his arms crossed.
"Malfoy." Jesabelle said.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Malfoy. Don't worry Harry he didn't do anything. These bandages are just fixing up the bites from the gnomes, the little devils. Malfoy just fixed it up for me." Jesabelle said, standing up and smoothing out her hair.
"Okay, this is getting weirder as the days pass. Why was he overseeing your detention last night?" Ron asked.
"Because Snape told him to, I don't know. We're going to be late for class, come on you two." Jesabelle said, going up to the Gryffindor tower to fix herself. She came down ten minutes later with a new uniform on and her hair in a braid with a black hair tie holding together.
They left the common room together and headed to class.
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Classes went by in a blur, and soon, it was dinner time. All throughout the day, Jesabelle kept questioning herself about what had happened the night before with Malfoy.
"He was so gentle with me. And Ron's right, why did he oversee MY detention last night, when there were lots of other prefects to oversee it, I mean, they could have just asked Pansy Parkinson to oversee my detention." Jesabelle thought as she ate some roast beef.
~Don't think about it that way. Remember what Harry and the others said? He's the type of person that is not to be trusted. Maybe he's just using you to get to Harry or something.~
"But it's like I felt something that night."
~Well, don't let yourself fall for it again. You know what happened last time.~
"What about the times he was nice to me?"
"Jesabelle, are you all right?" Hermione said, putting a hand on her shoulder.
"You've been stabbing at your beef for the past fifteen minutes." Ron said.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking about stuff." Jesabelle said. "Then it's settled, it was nothing. Just pure coincidence. Malfoy oversaw my detention probably because there was no one else available. Malfoy was only nice and polite to me because I was new, even though I was Harry's cousin. Malfoy only helped me out with my bandages because he probably would have gotten in trouble if the others saw what happened to my hands. It was nothing. There was nothing that night." Jesabelle thought.
~That's right, there is nothing going on.~
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Malfoy looked at Jesabelle from the Slytherin table, chewing thoughtfully at a biscuit. She seemed deep in thought.
"She looks cute from over here." Malfoy thought as he watched her.
~Oh hell, don't think about that.~
"You're right."
~Remember, she's Potter's cousin.~
"Yeah."
~And he would mace you if you even came within ten feet of her.~
"That's if he sees me."
~What would your father say?~
"My father is in Azkaban, he no longer controls me or my life. I can be who I want to be now, without his interference."
~Even if you show your true colors, how do you think people would react? You heard what Potter (Harry, not Jesabelle) said on the train. He thinks that because you were nice to Jesabelle, you are up to something.~
"But I'm not."
~That's what you think, but they think so.~
"She seems like a really good person. Like I'm trying to be."
~You git. People wouldn't accept you if you tried to change. You have showed them six years of hatred and malice. Do you think changing now can make up for that?~
"You're right. No, I'm going to listen to you. You sound exactly like my father."
~Even if you tried to get Jesabelle, do you think she would even feel the same way back? I mean, you have only known her for a few days. Why are you feeling this way?~
"She's different. I felt something when I saw her. It's like I've met her before, I just can't place her. She's awesome."
~Well, don't get your hopes up, remember, Harry would mace you if you found about something like this.~
"Then I'll just have to be discreet."
~Oh bloody hell, do what you want, just be careful.~
"Right."
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Jesabelle was so confused. She couldn't decide on a conclusion. She looked over to the Slytherin table and caught Malfoy watching her. Their eyes locked for a second and then Malfoy pulled away, looking at his food. Jesabelle couldn't tell whether he was blushing or if it was a trick of the light.
But what she didn't know was that Harry was watching her and he saw everything, and he didn't like it.
Jesabelle then clutched her right arm and grimaced. She hid it with a worried look. She stood up.
"Jesabelle where are you going?" Ginny asked.
"I'm going to start on my homework." Jesabelle said, clutching her right arm, but making it look like some sort of pose.
"All right. We'll see you later then." Ginny said smiling.
Jesabelle smiled back and headed out of the Great Hall, stopping a few feet away from the doors, clutching her arm.
"Oh darn, why now?" Jesabelle whispered through gritted teeth. A few seconds later, the pain went away.
"Why if it isn't Miss Potter the de-gnomer." Came a voice.
Jesabelle turned around to see Gabriel Parker, standing about three feet away, her look very smug. She walked a few steps and stopped just about a foot away.
"Haven't you caused enough trouble Parker?" Jesabelle said, irritated.
"Oh no, actually I'm just beginning. How was detention? Did it go well? Ha-ha, judging by your hands I'm guessing not."
Jesabelle put her hands behind her back as Harry and the others came out of the Great Hall.
"Oh keep off it Parker." Jesabelle said, glaring at her, as Harry and the others walked to her to see what the problem was.
"Uh, uh, uh." Parker said, waving her index finger a few inches away from Jesabelle's face as Harry appeared next to her. "Watch your temper Potter; I still know your secrets."
"What's going on? What's she talking about?" Harry asked.
"I don't know." Jesabelle said in a would be calm voice.
Parker looked into Jesabelle's eyes and laughed as she noticed the panic within them.
"As a prefect, I must tell you to back off Parker, don't make me report you." Ginny said, standing on Jesabelle's other side.
"Oh don't be so cocky Weasley." Parker said, revealing a Prefect badge from the pocket of her robes.
"You're a Prefect?!" Jesabelle said, gawking at the badge in her hand.
"Yes, I am, Potter, so I can do what I want." Parker said. "Besides I'm not finished. It must be some stroke of bad luck for you Potters huh? I mean you both lost your parents, you both lost people you loved. Ha-ha. You two had better watch out, you both might be next." Parker said.
"We're not afraid." Jesabelle said.
"I wonder how your mother would respond to that." Parker said. "Pity she's dead."
Jesabelle was about to get her, but Harry held her back.
"Don't you DARE speak about my mother." Jesabelle said.
"Why? I mean I heard from my mother that she was the worst auror the ministry could have. My mum works at the ministry too you know." Parker said.
"Your mum only works at the Ministry because they want to keep an eye on her. Your mum is too stupid to work at the ministry." Jesabelle said, still struggling to get free from Harry's grip.
"Watch you say about my mother." Parker said coldly, her eyes narrowed.
"Then watch you say about mine." Jesabelle said, as Hermione came out of the Great Hall.
When she finally reached them, she looked from Jesabelle to Parker and immediately realized the situation.
"Parker, although you were chosen to be a prefect, you are not to use it to bully other students. Is that understood?" Hermione said.
"And you are?" Parker said.
"Head Girl." Hermione said, pointing to her badge. "Go to bed Parker."
Parker grinned and turned around saying, "Bye-bye Potter the de-gnomer."
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The other were sitting around in the common room, trying to finish a difficult essay assigned by Snape that same day.
"What's with you and Parker?" Harry asked.
"It's the same story as you and Malfoy, Harry." Jesabelle said, concentrating on the diagrams in her Charms book. "We've been enemies ever since we met."
"I see." Ron said, looking up from his work thoughtfully. He looked from Harry to Jesabelle, then Harry again, then at Jesabelle. Harry and Jesabelle stared at him in bewilderment. Then suddenly, Ron started to laugh.
"What is it Ron?" Ginny asked, giving her brother a weird look. "Thinking about the time Malfoy became a ferret again?"
"No, ha, no." Ron said calming himself down. "I just realized something."
"What?" Ginny asked, as Hermione gave took a turn in giving Ron a weird look.
"Don't you see how this is going?" Ron said. When he noticed the confused look on the other's faces, he continued. "I mean, Jesabelle is like Harry's female form, and Parker is like Malfoy's. I was just laughing because Jesabelle and Harry are alike in lots of ways. Jesabelle, you're like Harry's twin sister, except for the looks, I mean, you guys are twins personality wise."
"Why is that so funny? I think it's cool that you think Jesabelle and I are like brother and sister." Harry asked, as Jesabelle struggled not to laugh at how stupid Ron looked.
"I don't know. I just found it entertaining." Ron said.
The other rolled their eyes and continued working.
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The others had gone to bed at about midnight. Jesabelle and Harry were the only ones left in the common room. Harry was finishing up his essay and Jesabelle wanted to keep him company. Jesabelle had finished her Charms diagrams when she realized that Harry was asleep in his armchair, snoring softly.
Jesabelle smiled and fixed the pieces of parchment that littered the table. When she finished, she heard Harry mumbling in his sleep, and turning his head this way and that.
"Sirius..no, Sirius, you can't be dead. Let me go! He's not dead." Harry said.
Harry began to twitch violently, and Jesabelle panicked, standing up and standing in front of Harry, shaking him.
"SIRIUS!" Harry said.
"Harry, Harry wake up! It's a nightmare!" Jesabelle said gently.
Harry jerked awake and looked around, cold sweat and tears across his face.
"What? Sirius?" Harry whispered.
"It's okay Harry; it was just a dream, a nightmare." Jesabelle said, taking Harry's head and pulling to her chest, hugging him, trying to calm him down. Harry wrapped his arms around Jesabelle waist and began to slow his breathing.
When he was better, Jesabelle let go. She pulled an armchair to her and sat in front of him, wiping his sweat with her handkerchief.
Harry began to cry, hiding his face in his hands groaning.
"It's okay Harry; it's about Sirius, isn't it?' Jesabelle asked. Hermione and Ron explained what had happened in their fifth year on the train ride to Hogwarts, so she already knew what was wrong.
"It's all my fault." Harry said, his voice shaking.
"No it isn't." Jesabelle said soothingly.
"How would you know?" Harry asked, pulling his face out of his hands and walking to the fireplace and putting his right hand on the top, sticking his arm out to support his body.
Jesabelle stood up and walked to his side, looking at him. "Because I lost loved ones too."
Harry looked at her and into her eyes, and he knew she understood. "I'm sorry, I forgot." Harry said.
"It's all right, it can happen." Jesabelle said.
"What were your parents like?" Harry asked, sitting in an armchair. Jesabelle sat down in the one in front of him.
"Well, my mum was an auror and double agent for the Ministry of Magic. She was able to get into Voldemort's inner circle." Jesabelle said.
"Wow." Harry said.
"Yeah, she was one of the best, after Moody of course. Then, they found her out." She continued. "When they did, we had to run. It was difficult for them to find her because she had used a different name, like some sort of screen name, so if something like that would happen, the time the Death Eaters would take to find out her real name, would be the time we took to run. I think she used the name Adelaide Stone"
"What about your dad?" Harry asked.
Jesabelle looked down, her expression sad and disappointed.
"Oh, uh." Harry said.
"It's okay Harry. My father was a death eater." Jesabelle said.
"A death eater?!" Harry asked, surprised.
"Yeah, they had some sort of affair; I think he used the imperious curse on her, to make her do whatever he wanted. And I was the outcome." Jesabelle said, sniffling.
"What happened to him?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, for all I know he could be dead." Jesabelle said, looking up at him. "When I was eleven, a death eater broke into my home. My mother could somehow sense he was coming, so she put me in some sort of shed, and told me to hide there." She continued, her eyes beginning to fill with tears.
"I could still remember the death eater, calling her a traitor and that she didn't deserve to live or something like that, calling her foul names. Then, he killed her." Jesabelle said, her tears sliding down her face. "I never found out who the killer was, but when I do find out, I am going to kill him."
Harry smiled and wiped away her tears. "I used to feel the same way. When Lestrange killed Sirius I wanted to kill her too, but revenge will only bring you down and make you feel guilty. You helped me realize that now."
"Really?" Jesabelle asked.
"Yeah. Listen, we can help each other get through this. Ron's right, we do have a lot in common. We are like brother and sister. So from now on, we're not cousins, we're siblings, and we'll take care of each other that way. I'm older, so, I'm the big brother, and you're the little sister." Harry said.
"Okay, it feels good to have a sibling." Jesabelle said. "Us being only children."
"Yeah, it does." Harry said, hugging Jesabelle.
Okay, yeah I know, you're wondering when Quidditch will be. Trust me, it will come in chapter 8, but chapter 7 will bring more surprises. So yeah, sorry for the delay and everything. Stupid internet! Please read and review. Thank you (that rhymed.) ^_~
Note: The little texts between these two things ~" "~ are their minds responding to their mental questions to themselves. It can also represent the opposite opinion of their minds.
Disclaimer: I do not any of the Harry Potter characters only my own characters and my plot.
Chapter 6: Brother-Sister Relations
"Jesabelle wake up, it's morning."" Harry said, shaking her lightly.
Jesabelle woke up to find Harry shaking her awake and Ron standing behind him, looking worried.
"Oh, I must have dozed off. What time is it?" Jesabelle asked, picking her head up from a book about magical creatures and stretching.
"Breakfast is almost over." Ron said.
"Oh really? Well then I will just have to miss it then." Jesabelle said, fixing her pieces of parchment and writing the last few words of her report on the Jarveys.
Harry watched her, and then noticed the bandages on her hands as she continued to write on her parchment.
"Jesabelle, what happened to your hands?" Harry asked, picking up her left hand.
"Oh it's nothing." Jesabelle said, pulling her hand gently away.
"It doesn't look like nothing." Harry said, giving her a serious look.
"What did you do in detention last night?" Ron asked, sitting in an armchair across from her.
"I had to de-gnome an outdoor greenhouse behind the castle. It took a while. I only came back at midnight." Jesabelle said, putting things in her school bag.
"Who oversaw your detention?" Harry asked, standing next to her armchair, his arms crossed.
"Malfoy." Jesabelle said.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Malfoy. Don't worry Harry he didn't do anything. These bandages are just fixing up the bites from the gnomes, the little devils. Malfoy just fixed it up for me." Jesabelle said, standing up and smoothing out her hair.
"Okay, this is getting weirder as the days pass. Why was he overseeing your detention last night?" Ron asked.
"Because Snape told him to, I don't know. We're going to be late for class, come on you two." Jesabelle said, going up to the Gryffindor tower to fix herself. She came down ten minutes later with a new uniform on and her hair in a braid with a black hair tie holding together.
They left the common room together and headed to class.
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Classes went by in a blur, and soon, it was dinner time. All throughout the day, Jesabelle kept questioning herself about what had happened the night before with Malfoy.
"He was so gentle with me. And Ron's right, why did he oversee MY detention last night, when there were lots of other prefects to oversee it, I mean, they could have just asked Pansy Parkinson to oversee my detention." Jesabelle thought as she ate some roast beef.
~Don't think about it that way. Remember what Harry and the others said? He's the type of person that is not to be trusted. Maybe he's just using you to get to Harry or something.~
"But it's like I felt something that night."
~Well, don't let yourself fall for it again. You know what happened last time.~
"What about the times he was nice to me?"
"Jesabelle, are you all right?" Hermione said, putting a hand on her shoulder.
"You've been stabbing at your beef for the past fifteen minutes." Ron said.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking about stuff." Jesabelle said. "Then it's settled, it was nothing. Just pure coincidence. Malfoy oversaw my detention probably because there was no one else available. Malfoy was only nice and polite to me because I was new, even though I was Harry's cousin. Malfoy only helped me out with my bandages because he probably would have gotten in trouble if the others saw what happened to my hands. It was nothing. There was nothing that night." Jesabelle thought.
~That's right, there is nothing going on.~
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Malfoy looked at Jesabelle from the Slytherin table, chewing thoughtfully at a biscuit. She seemed deep in thought.
"She looks cute from over here." Malfoy thought as he watched her.
~Oh hell, don't think about that.~
"You're right."
~Remember, she's Potter's cousin.~
"Yeah."
~And he would mace you if you even came within ten feet of her.~
"That's if he sees me."
~What would your father say?~
"My father is in Azkaban, he no longer controls me or my life. I can be who I want to be now, without his interference."
~Even if you show your true colors, how do you think people would react? You heard what Potter (Harry, not Jesabelle) said on the train. He thinks that because you were nice to Jesabelle, you are up to something.~
"But I'm not."
~That's what you think, but they think so.~
"She seems like a really good person. Like I'm trying to be."
~You git. People wouldn't accept you if you tried to change. You have showed them six years of hatred and malice. Do you think changing now can make up for that?~
"You're right. No, I'm going to listen to you. You sound exactly like my father."
~Even if you tried to get Jesabelle, do you think she would even feel the same way back? I mean, you have only known her for a few days. Why are you feeling this way?~
"She's different. I felt something when I saw her. It's like I've met her before, I just can't place her. She's awesome."
~Well, don't get your hopes up, remember, Harry would mace you if you found about something like this.~
"Then I'll just have to be discreet."
~Oh bloody hell, do what you want, just be careful.~
"Right."
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Jesabelle was so confused. She couldn't decide on a conclusion. She looked over to the Slytherin table and caught Malfoy watching her. Their eyes locked for a second and then Malfoy pulled away, looking at his food. Jesabelle couldn't tell whether he was blushing or if it was a trick of the light.
But what she didn't know was that Harry was watching her and he saw everything, and he didn't like it.
Jesabelle then clutched her right arm and grimaced. She hid it with a worried look. She stood up.
"Jesabelle where are you going?" Ginny asked.
"I'm going to start on my homework." Jesabelle said, clutching her right arm, but making it look like some sort of pose.
"All right. We'll see you later then." Ginny said smiling.
Jesabelle smiled back and headed out of the Great Hall, stopping a few feet away from the doors, clutching her arm.
"Oh darn, why now?" Jesabelle whispered through gritted teeth. A few seconds later, the pain went away.
"Why if it isn't Miss Potter the de-gnomer." Came a voice.
Jesabelle turned around to see Gabriel Parker, standing about three feet away, her look very smug. She walked a few steps and stopped just about a foot away.
"Haven't you caused enough trouble Parker?" Jesabelle said, irritated.
"Oh no, actually I'm just beginning. How was detention? Did it go well? Ha-ha, judging by your hands I'm guessing not."
Jesabelle put her hands behind her back as Harry and the others came out of the Great Hall.
"Oh keep off it Parker." Jesabelle said, glaring at her, as Harry and the others walked to her to see what the problem was.
"Uh, uh, uh." Parker said, waving her index finger a few inches away from Jesabelle's face as Harry appeared next to her. "Watch your temper Potter; I still know your secrets."
"What's going on? What's she talking about?" Harry asked.
"I don't know." Jesabelle said in a would be calm voice.
Parker looked into Jesabelle's eyes and laughed as she noticed the panic within them.
"As a prefect, I must tell you to back off Parker, don't make me report you." Ginny said, standing on Jesabelle's other side.
"Oh don't be so cocky Weasley." Parker said, revealing a Prefect badge from the pocket of her robes.
"You're a Prefect?!" Jesabelle said, gawking at the badge in her hand.
"Yes, I am, Potter, so I can do what I want." Parker said. "Besides I'm not finished. It must be some stroke of bad luck for you Potters huh? I mean you both lost your parents, you both lost people you loved. Ha-ha. You two had better watch out, you both might be next." Parker said.
"We're not afraid." Jesabelle said.
"I wonder how your mother would respond to that." Parker said. "Pity she's dead."
Jesabelle was about to get her, but Harry held her back.
"Don't you DARE speak about my mother." Jesabelle said.
"Why? I mean I heard from my mother that she was the worst auror the ministry could have. My mum works at the ministry too you know." Parker said.
"Your mum only works at the Ministry because they want to keep an eye on her. Your mum is too stupid to work at the ministry." Jesabelle said, still struggling to get free from Harry's grip.
"Watch you say about my mother." Parker said coldly, her eyes narrowed.
"Then watch you say about mine." Jesabelle said, as Hermione came out of the Great Hall.
When she finally reached them, she looked from Jesabelle to Parker and immediately realized the situation.
"Parker, although you were chosen to be a prefect, you are not to use it to bully other students. Is that understood?" Hermione said.
"And you are?" Parker said.
"Head Girl." Hermione said, pointing to her badge. "Go to bed Parker."
Parker grinned and turned around saying, "Bye-bye Potter the de-gnomer."
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The other were sitting around in the common room, trying to finish a difficult essay assigned by Snape that same day.
"What's with you and Parker?" Harry asked.
"It's the same story as you and Malfoy, Harry." Jesabelle said, concentrating on the diagrams in her Charms book. "We've been enemies ever since we met."
"I see." Ron said, looking up from his work thoughtfully. He looked from Harry to Jesabelle, then Harry again, then at Jesabelle. Harry and Jesabelle stared at him in bewilderment. Then suddenly, Ron started to laugh.
"What is it Ron?" Ginny asked, giving her brother a weird look. "Thinking about the time Malfoy became a ferret again?"
"No, ha, no." Ron said calming himself down. "I just realized something."
"What?" Ginny asked, as Hermione gave took a turn in giving Ron a weird look.
"Don't you see how this is going?" Ron said. When he noticed the confused look on the other's faces, he continued. "I mean, Jesabelle is like Harry's female form, and Parker is like Malfoy's. I was just laughing because Jesabelle and Harry are alike in lots of ways. Jesabelle, you're like Harry's twin sister, except for the looks, I mean, you guys are twins personality wise."
"Why is that so funny? I think it's cool that you think Jesabelle and I are like brother and sister." Harry asked, as Jesabelle struggled not to laugh at how stupid Ron looked.
"I don't know. I just found it entertaining." Ron said.
The other rolled their eyes and continued working.
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The others had gone to bed at about midnight. Jesabelle and Harry were the only ones left in the common room. Harry was finishing up his essay and Jesabelle wanted to keep him company. Jesabelle had finished her Charms diagrams when she realized that Harry was asleep in his armchair, snoring softly.
Jesabelle smiled and fixed the pieces of parchment that littered the table. When she finished, she heard Harry mumbling in his sleep, and turning his head this way and that.
"Sirius..no, Sirius, you can't be dead. Let me go! He's not dead." Harry said.
Harry began to twitch violently, and Jesabelle panicked, standing up and standing in front of Harry, shaking him.
"SIRIUS!" Harry said.
"Harry, Harry wake up! It's a nightmare!" Jesabelle said gently.
Harry jerked awake and looked around, cold sweat and tears across his face.
"What? Sirius?" Harry whispered.
"It's okay Harry; it was just a dream, a nightmare." Jesabelle said, taking Harry's head and pulling to her chest, hugging him, trying to calm him down. Harry wrapped his arms around Jesabelle waist and began to slow his breathing.
When he was better, Jesabelle let go. She pulled an armchair to her and sat in front of him, wiping his sweat with her handkerchief.
Harry began to cry, hiding his face in his hands groaning.
"It's okay Harry; it's about Sirius, isn't it?' Jesabelle asked. Hermione and Ron explained what had happened in their fifth year on the train ride to Hogwarts, so she already knew what was wrong.
"It's all my fault." Harry said, his voice shaking.
"No it isn't." Jesabelle said soothingly.
"How would you know?" Harry asked, pulling his face out of his hands and walking to the fireplace and putting his right hand on the top, sticking his arm out to support his body.
Jesabelle stood up and walked to his side, looking at him. "Because I lost loved ones too."
Harry looked at her and into her eyes, and he knew she understood. "I'm sorry, I forgot." Harry said.
"It's all right, it can happen." Jesabelle said.
"What were your parents like?" Harry asked, sitting in an armchair. Jesabelle sat down in the one in front of him.
"Well, my mum was an auror and double agent for the Ministry of Magic. She was able to get into Voldemort's inner circle." Jesabelle said.
"Wow." Harry said.
"Yeah, she was one of the best, after Moody of course. Then, they found her out." She continued. "When they did, we had to run. It was difficult for them to find her because she had used a different name, like some sort of screen name, so if something like that would happen, the time the Death Eaters would take to find out her real name, would be the time we took to run. I think she used the name Adelaide Stone"
"What about your dad?" Harry asked.
Jesabelle looked down, her expression sad and disappointed.
"Oh, uh." Harry said.
"It's okay Harry. My father was a death eater." Jesabelle said.
"A death eater?!" Harry asked, surprised.
"Yeah, they had some sort of affair; I think he used the imperious curse on her, to make her do whatever he wanted. And I was the outcome." Jesabelle said, sniffling.
"What happened to him?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, for all I know he could be dead." Jesabelle said, looking up at him. "When I was eleven, a death eater broke into my home. My mother could somehow sense he was coming, so she put me in some sort of shed, and told me to hide there." She continued, her eyes beginning to fill with tears.
"I could still remember the death eater, calling her a traitor and that she didn't deserve to live or something like that, calling her foul names. Then, he killed her." Jesabelle said, her tears sliding down her face. "I never found out who the killer was, but when I do find out, I am going to kill him."
Harry smiled and wiped away her tears. "I used to feel the same way. When Lestrange killed Sirius I wanted to kill her too, but revenge will only bring you down and make you feel guilty. You helped me realize that now."
"Really?" Jesabelle asked.
"Yeah. Listen, we can help each other get through this. Ron's right, we do have a lot in common. We are like brother and sister. So from now on, we're not cousins, we're siblings, and we'll take care of each other that way. I'm older, so, I'm the big brother, and you're the little sister." Harry said.
"Okay, it feels good to have a sibling." Jesabelle said. "Us being only children."
"Yeah, it does." Harry said, hugging Jesabelle.
Okay, yeah I know, you're wondering when Quidditch will be. Trust me, it will come in chapter 8, but chapter 7 will bring more surprises. So yeah, sorry for the delay and everything. Stupid internet! Please read and review. Thank you (that rhymed.) ^_~
