Chapter 3:
Diana climbed out of her window carefully so her uncle didn't hear. She ran over to Sirius's house and climbed into Harry's open, first floor window. "Harry," Diana said softy.
"I'm up," he said, sitting up as she climbed in.
"Maybe I was dreaming, or maybe I just saw something, but Voldemort was in my room. I must be going nuts!" She sighed. "I keep having these dreams, and I can't sleep anymore. As much as I want it to be a dream, that's just as much as I want it to be real. If was real, then I wouldn't be going nuts."
"It was real," he said, grabbing his scar.
"Your scar?" She said, looking down at the floor.
"Yeah," he said. "Now? What about you having dreams?"
"I keep having dreams all the time, "Diana said, sitting on the edge of his bed. "I can't sleep anymore with out having them. I must have had five hours of sleep total this week. They're sad really. I'd rather have nightmares instead."
He pulled back his blankets , and indicated for her to crawl in. "Have you talked to anyone about the dreams you've been having?" He asked, as she crawled in next to him.
"No, your the first one I've told," she said. Harry laid back in his bed and stared at the ceiling.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" He asked.
Diana sighed, "It's complicated."
"That's ok," he smiled at her. "I'm willing to listen, it might help if you told someone."
She laid back and put her head on Harry's chest. "It's about Salzar Slytherin and his wife. His wife has this mad love affair with Godric Gryffindor, and it's so sad cause they can't be together. And now, she's pregnant with Godric's child. It seems so real too," she whispered.
"Maybe it is real," he said, putting his arms around her.
"Huh?"She was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Some people can see the future in their dreams. It could be entirely possible that you can see the past. Especially since it's about Salzar Slytherin," he explained.
"I don't know," she sighed. "I can't think right now! I'm just so tired."
"Is that what happened to you when you were sleeping on the bus, you were having another dream?" He asked.
"Yeah," she sighed, then closed her eyes.
They laid in silence for a while, thinking. Harry couldn't help but think that he liked laying like this, with Diana. He smiled, as he thought about being like that with her for his whole life. However long that might be. . .
Which brought him into another train of thought. Harry had accepted a long while back that he might die at any moment. But what if he died, and Diana didn't know how he felt? That may nights he sat and thought about life with her, and without her. He preferred to be with her. . .
This thought then conveyed another quetion in his mind, did he love her enough to marry her?
"Harry," Diana said, interupting his train of thought. "Do you think I'm just going nuts?"
"No," he said.
The next morning,(A/n:Sorry that was so jumpy, but I was getting bored of that!) Diana, Harry, Severus, and Sirius sat at the Snape's kitchen table eating breakfast. "So, what time are your friends arriving?" Severus asked Harry, with a look of disgust. Harry shrugged.
"They're coming later on this afternoon,"Diana smiled, taking a bite of toast. "Um. . . Did I happen to mention to you that Sara's coming over?"
"No . . . " Severus said, giving her a glare.
"Well, I invited her. She's coming sometime today, I don't know when. You know Sara, she drops by whenever she feels like it," Diana said. She looked at her Uncle with a smile. He finally noticed the horrible dark circles under her eyes.
"Have you been sleeping well, Diana? You have horrendous dark circles," He said, grabbing her chin and examining her face.
Diana pulled away and smiled, "I'm fine, really."
"Are you sure? I can brew you up a sleeping potion," Severus said, with a look of concern.
"Really, I usually have dark circles," Diana stated, looking over at Harry.
"Diana, you look inanimate, " Sirus said.
"
Wow! You know big words!" Diana teased.
"My point is . . ." Sirius was cut off by a sudden explosion, coming from downstairs.
"My potion!" Severus yelled, running to the basement door, and down the stairs.
"Diana, if something is wrong, you can tell me," Sirius smiled at her.
"She's been having nightmares!" Harry told.
"Harry, No!" Diana yelled, trying to stop him.
"She has them every night. She has only sleep a few hours in the last week," Harry continued.
"Is this true?" Sirius asked Diana.
"Yes," Diana sighed, then glared at Harry.
"I was only trying to help you," Harry said, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I know," Diana sighed.
"I have this potion, that can put into such a deep sleep that you don't have dreams," Sirius told her. "I can brew you some."
"No dreams?" Diana asked.
"No dreams," Sirius smiled.
"Swear!" Diana commanded.
"Cross my heart," he said, drawing a cross over his heart.
"Fine! But you can't tell my uncle about any of this!" Diana said.
"I won't," He smiled.
"Tell me what?" Snape asked, as he appeared in the kicthen door.
"What I'm going to get you for your birthday," Diana said. She tired to put on her best innocent look.
"What makes me think your up to something?" Severus asked the three, with a look of suspicion.
"We're not up to anything!" Diana smiled.
"Sure," Severus said, sitting down in his chair.
Suddenly, a black owl flew though the Snape's kitchen window and landed on the table. It dropped a letter right in Diana's orange juice, and began to peck at her arm. She pulled the lettef out of the glass, and opened it. The owl watched as she gently tore open the envelop. "Who's it from, Diana?" Harry asked, leaning in, trying to get a look at the writing.
"Draco," she said, pulling the letter out. "Ever since the lock-down ended he's been sending me letters left and right."
"Watch out Harry," Sirius said with a smile. "He might try to steal your territory."
Diana looked up from her letter, raising her eyebrow. She glared for a moment at Sirius, then went back to her letter. "What does he have to say?" Harry asked.
"The usual," she sighed. She suddenly laughed, then looked over at Harry.
"He said something about me!" Harry yelled. He reached for the letter, but Diana pulled it away before he could grab it. She then got up and ran. "Diana!" He yelled, running after her.
"It's my letter!" She yelled, as she ran into her room. She tried to shut the door, but Harry pushed it open. "I'm not letting you read my letter!" She laughed, as she jumped onto her bed. Harry jumped up after her, and caught her around the waist before she could run. "You'll have to pry it out of my cold, lifeless hands." She giggle, as he began to tickle her.
"Diana, I love you," he laughed.
"I know, but you not going to read it," she said though tears. "Harry, Stop! It's starting to hurt my sides when I laugh!"
"As long as I get a kiss," he bribed.
"Fine!" She yelled over laughter.
He stopped, causing her to sigh with relief. "Now, where's my kiss?" He asked.
She turned around in his arms, and kissed him on the lips. "Happy?" Diana asked with a smile.
"You call that a kiss!" Harry said, rolling his eyes. He then began to kiss her very passionately. He felt as she dropped her letter on the bed, that's what he was hoping for. He pulled away, grabbed the letter, and ran. "And you said that I'd have to pull it out of you cold, lifeless hands!"
"Harry!" She yelled, running after him. "Give it back!"
He opened the letter and read it as he ran. "Dear Diana," he yelled.
"Harry don't!" She screamed, as he began to run out the front door.
She chased him all the way over to Sirus's house. Harry ran inside, closing and locking the screen door. He stood and read the letter right in front of her. "Well, that was boring," Harry rolled his eyes, opening the screen door.
Diana ran inside and jumped at him, "I can't believe you read that!" Harry fell to the floor with Diana on top. "I can't believe you read my letter!" She exclaimed. Then she kissed him.
"Well, this is a very nice punishment," Harry thought. He didn't say anything about her fickle attitude though, he just kissed her.
"Well, I've really missed walking in on this," they heard a familiar voice say. They stopped and looked. Standing right in front of them was a very familiar freckled face red head.
"Ron!" They said. They both jumped up to greet him.
"Oh yes, I've missed this," Ron stared of lovingly. "Breakfast with you two, making up shit to turn for Divination class, walking in on you two making out."
Diana and Harry laughed. "So where's Hermione?" Diana asked.
"Her parents are bring her later on today," Ron said. "So where's Sara?" He blushed as Diana gave him a look.
"Somebody likes Sara!" Diana teased.
"So Ron, you hungary?" Harry asked, quickly changing the subject.
"I'm starved," Ron said, rubbing his stomach. Diana laughed at Ron.
"Well, let's go get something to eat!" Harry smiled. He lead them across the trail. Which was Sirius and Severus 's version of walking across the street.
"So is this your house?" Ron asked Diana.
"Yep, this is my house," Diana smiled, letting them inside.
Ron stared at the flowered wallpaper of The Snape living room. "I'm official scared now," Ron said, dumbfounded.
"Is it the wallpaper?" Sirius joked, walking into the living room. "I told Severus it just was not him, but he wouldn't listen. He just doesn't agree that it doesn't captured the essence of his darkness."
"It was Diana's idea. Who am I to argue with a women?" Severus yelled, coming in to defend his dignity.
"Wimp," Harry said hiding with a cough.
"You want to argue with me?" Diana said, giving him a glare.
"No dear!" Harry smiled at her. Ron and Sirius exchanged a look. "What? She's my girlfriend, she gives me pleasure."
"What?!" Snape yelled, his eyes starting to pop.
"Not that type of pleasure, Sevi dear,"Sirius grinned. "Unless, there is something that Harry's not telling me."
"Well, I did walk in on them making out on your floor, Sirius," Ron laughed.
"What?!" Snape yelled.
"How about some breakfast, old Sevi my house wife?" Sirius said, leading Severus into the kitchen.
"Ew!" Ron cringed.
"Oh, this happens every morning," Diana laughed.
"We're use to it," Harry smiled.
They went into the kitchen, feed some breakfast, and talked for a while. "So Diana, what does the Daily Prophet say today?" Sirius asked.
Diana sat and stared for a moment. "France and Russia," Diana sighed.
"What about it?" Harry asked.
"Their Ministers of Magic were killed last night," she said, lying the paper down on the table. "What do you think they're tyring to do?" Diana asked her Uncle.
"I can't honestly tell you," Severus sighed, staring at the front cover of the newspaper.
Suddenly, they heard the front doorbell ring. "That'll probably be Hermione or Sara," Diana muttered. She got up and walked out to open it.
"Voldemort's planning something big," Harry whispered to Sirius.
"Yeah," Sirius sighed softly.
Suddenly, they heard Diana scream. "Uncle Severus help me!"
They all ran out to help Diana. They saw Diana with a blonde guy on top of her. "Um . . . It's Draco," Diana said. "He's been beaten. He doesn't look very well." They help lifted her off of him, and carried her into the living room.
"He's not breathing!" Snape said, lying him on the ground.
Diana looked at Draco in disgust. "Um . . ." Diana muttered under her breath. She looked over at Harry, then got down next to Draco. "Sorry Harry," Diana said, just before she brought her mouth down onto Draco's. She took two breaths and then pounded on his chest. "Oh God! I can't believe that I'm touching Draco's mouth!" Diana cringed.
"I can't believe you are either!" Ron fainted. Harry was staring at it all in complete shock.
She once again went down and breathed into his mouth. "Come on Draco!" She muttered, trying to listen for his breath. Then pounded on his chest.
Harry looked at Draco. He was a brusied, and bleeding everywhere. Harry was begining to wonder, with the condition of Draco, if he'd live.
Suddenly, they heard Draco start to cough. "Draco, can you hear me?" Snape inquired.
"Yeah," Draco said, sitting up. He was trying to open one of his eyes, but it was swollen shut. He looked over at Harry with his good eye and smiled, "Was I dreaming or was your girlfriend kissing me?" Draco started to laugh and so did Harry.
"Um . . . Well, that was interesting," they heard someone say. They turned around to see Hermione standing in the doorway.
"Hermione!" Diana smiled, running over to give her a hug.
"Diana," Hermione smiled, as Diana wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Hey! Why didn't I get that warm of a welcome?" Draco mumbled, touching his swollen eye. Diana let go of Hermione and smiled at Draco. "You know, I was just wondering."
Diana walked over and gave him a hug. Draco kissed her gently on the cheek. Harry saw this, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Diana looked up at Harry and saw him glare at Draco. "What happened to you?" Diana asked, looking back over a Draco.
"Father found out I was sending letters to you," Draco grunted, trying to stand up. "He tryed to kill me."
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry," Diana breathed, pushing some hair out of his face.
Harry stared at the two of them in shock. He had to admit, they would make a cute couple. He made his hands into two fists watching the two of them. Hermione must have seen this, because she came over and grabbed both of his hands. "Don't worry Harry," she whispered. "She only loves you."
Harry sighed at this and left, Diana watched as he did this "Do you think you two can get him up to the spare bedroom with out me?" She asked with a smile, looking at Sirius and Severus.
"Yeah," Severus said, as the front door closed.
Diana smiled and left. She walked outside to see Harry sitting out on the front lawn . "Are you ok?" Diana questioned, sitting down next to him.
"Do you have feelings for Draco?" Harry asked bluntly.
"What?" Diana looked shocked. " He's my friend. Besides, how can I love him when I love you?!"
"I don't know, you just . . ." Harry stopped, he had noticed she was crying. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I don't understand how you could think," Diana said.
"It was just," Harry stopped for a moment. He wrapped his arms around her. "I saw him kiss you, and I suppose I got jealous. I'm sorry."
"I only love you," Diana said, looking him in the eyes. "You know that, right?"
"Of course," Harry said, wipping the tears away. "I love you."
"I love you too," Diana sighed, putting her head into Harry's chest.
"Harry," they heard.
They turned around to see Ron watching them. "Could you help me carry some stuff into the house?" Ron smiled.
"Sure," Harry smiled, then looked at Diana. "Love you." He kissed her cheek.
They started to carry somethings to Harry's bedroom. "Ron," Harry said, putting down Ron's stuff on his floor.
"Hmm," Ron sighed.
"I've been thinking a lot," Harry said, walking over to the window and staring out. "About life, love, death."
"And?" Ron raised his eyebrow.
"And, I'm thinking about purposing to Diana," Harry said quickly.
"WHAT?!" Ron yelled, his eyes getting wide. "I didn't know that it was that serious."
"Is it too sudden?" Harry said, suddenly getting nervous.
"As long as it's well thought out, then no," Ron stared in shock. "It's just, I never thought I'd hear you talk about marriage. With Snape's niece at that!"
"Neither did I," Harry said, looking back out the window. It was then that Ron caught a glimpse of what he was looking at, Diana.
Ron walked over to Harry's desk, and picked up a really neat color changing quill. "Wow! Neat!" Ron gasped, looking at it.
Harry looked over. "Oh yeah, Diana got that for me," Harry said, getting a stupid grin on his face.
"Oh," Ron grinned evilly. "In that case I'm keeping it."
Harry laughed and ran at him. Cause Ron to fall on the ground with Harry on top. The both laughed as they rolled on the ground trying to grab at the quill.
"Wow! Um,ok!" They heard someone say. They looked up and saw Sara Kerckhove standing in the door. "Diana sent me up to get you two, but I didn't expect to see gay lovin'."
"Oh, it's not like that,"Ron said,both jumping up.
"Yeah, he stole my quill," Harry said rolling his eyes at the situation.
"Oh! Is that what they're calling it now a days?" Sara joked.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and laughed.
"It stinks!" Diana cringed, at the smell of the inky green liquid.
"But it'll get you some rest! So drink," Harry commanded , making her swallow it.
"You should feel the effects soon," Sirius said, sitting Diana down on their sofa and taking the flask from her.
"I don't feel tired," Diana complained. "I don't think it's . . ." Diana's head it the pillow and she began to snore lightly.
"Wow! That was quick," Sirius said, looking at the little left at the bottom of the glass. "Maybe I put too much rat tail in it." Sirius took a little sip, and then fell to the floor.
Harry laughed, and put a blanket on him. Then he put a blanket on Diana, giving her a little kiss on the forehead.
Sirius slept for about two days, but Diana had been sleeping for about three.
Sirius woke saying that he put too much rat tail. Which, would explain why they slept so long.
On the night of the third day, Harry walked downstairs to check on Diana. He walked over and grabbed her hand and held it. "Your so beautiful, Diana," Harry whispered, touching her cheek softly.
"Are you always like this romantic when I'm alseep?" Diana said, opening her eyes.
"Aren't I this romantic when you're awake?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Diana sat up and smiled. "I was just teasing."
"So how are you feeling?" Harry asked.
"Much better," Diana smiled. "So how long have I been a sleep?"
"Three days," Harry laughed.
"Wow!" Diana said, running her hand through her hair. She moved her head a little and sniffed. "I need a shower!" Harry snickered. "I would give you a kiss before I leave, but I haven't brushed my teeth in three days."
"Alright then," Harry laughed.
"It's not funny! I smell like fish!" Diana said, running out the front door in hear tears.
"Girls," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Our letters are here!" Hermione said happily, walking into the Snape living room.
"What letters?" Sirius asked, showing a baby picture of Harry to Diana. "And that's him, taking his first bath."
"Oh! Let me see!" Ron said, leaning over to look. Sara rolled her eyes.
"Aw!" Diana smiled, trying not to laugh. "You were cute!"
"Yeah," Ron smiled. "Wonder what happened."
"Shut up," Harry said, suddenly getting red.
"And this a picture of Harry Potter's funeral," said Sara sarcastically. "He died shortly after his Godfather showed pictures of him when he was a baby. The coroner deemed it, death from humiliation." Ron and Diana both snickered into their hands, as Hermione and Harry sat unamused. When Diana saw Harry and Hermione's expression she tried to quit laughing, but found it hard to stop.
"Anyway, what letter?" Diana asked, still a little red from trying not to laugh.
"Our Hogwarts letters," Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Oh," Diana said, putting on a look. "Of course."
"Where's Draco?" Hermione asked, handing them each a letter.
"He's over at Sirius's house with my Uncle," Diana said, rolling her eyes. "They needed some quiet time to brew this complicated potion."
"Oh," Hermione said, almost a near sigh. Diana and Sara looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
"What was that look for?" Hermione asked, sounding a little bit stuck up.
"It was nothing," Diana raised her eyebrows even higher. "Just a look."
"Yeah," Sara agreed. "Just a look."
"So Hermione," Ron said, quickly changing the subject. "Did you make head girl?"
"Oh yeah," Hermione said, looking away from Diana and Sara.
"Did Draco make head boy?" Diana laughed out, looking at Sara. The three looked over and glared at Diana and Sara as they snickered.
"Are you implying that I like Draco?" Hermione asked, very aggressively. Ron and Harry cringed at the thought.
"Of course not!" Diana said, looking offended. "I just think that some of the best couples are ones that had animosity toward one another at the very beginning. Plus Draco thinks you cute!"
"Ew!" Ron said dry gaging.
"Anyway," Harry said, looking at his letter. "I'm head boy."
"Of course you are," Sirius smiled.
Diana and Ron looked at each other with a evil grins. "What are those looks about?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing," Ron grinned more evily.
They suddenly heard the front door close and saw Severus run in. "Duck!" He yelled, jumping to the floor. "Where's Draco?"
"What's wrong?" Diana asked. They saw and heard a hugh explosion come from Sirius's house though the bay window in the living room, which broke a vase sitting in the Snape's living room. "Why did I ask?" Diana rolled her eyes.
"Man! Sirus, you house is gone," Sara said nonchalantly, standing up to see.
"What!" Everybody but Severus and Sara said, they all stood up to look.
"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," Severus said, getting off the floor to get a look.
"What were you making?!" Diana asked, half in shock.
"My owl!" Harry said. "My broom. My owl!"
"Where's Draco?" Diana asked.
"What if he was still in the house?" Sara looked lifeless.
"My house!" Sirius yelled.
"Oh lovely," Dumbledore said, walking into the living room. "Fireworks!" Dumbledore began to clap.
They heard the front door open, then close. They saw Draco walk into the living room, trying to carry as mush as he could. "I tried to save as much as I could," Draco said, struggling to carry it all. "Oh there's more." He ran out, to come back pulling some trunks in the living room, along with an owl.
"Why'd you do this?" Hermione asked.
"Cause I felt like it," Draco rolled his eyes.
"My owl! My broom!" Harry yelled, happily.
"So wait," Dumbledure said. "Where are Sirius, Ron, Harry, and Hermione going to say?"
"Yeah," Sirius looked at Severus angerly. "What about my house?"
"Well," Diana smiled. "You guys can stay here!"
"Wait! I didn't say that they can happen!" Severus looked at Diana angrily.
"Uncle Severus, you destroyed their house!" Diana yelled, her eyes got wide. "The least you could do is let them stay!"
"She has a point Severus," Dumbledore agreed, as Sara nodded her head in agreement also.
"Where are they going to stay?" Asked Snape.
"Hermione and Sara can sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs, Ron and Draco can share the other room in the basement, and we can make a bed in the potions room downstairs for Sirius," Diana suggested. "Provided, that next time Uncle Severus makes a potion he doesn't blow Sirius up."
"Well, that sounds good to me," Sirius smiled.
"Yeah, but Diana missed on tiny detail," Draco sighed. "Harry."
"Well, isn't obvious? He can my room," Diana smiled, putting her arms around him.
"Hey! I have no problem with that," Harry grinned, putting his arms around her in return
"Or he can sleep on the couch," Severus suggested, pulling Harry and Diana apart.
"Well, then he can sleep with Draco and Ron downstairs," Dumbledore said.
"It was worth a try," Diana rolled her eyes.
"I'm going to go see what I can salvage from our . . . house," Sirius sniffed, walking out of the room. "Plus I'm going to need to find me a drink."
"I'm going to start clearing out the rooms for you guys to stay in," Severus sighed. "Draco, would you like to help?"
"Alright," Draco said, following Snape out of the room.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower," Dumbledore smiled brightly. "Diana, may I use that great smelling shampoo you have? It makes my hair nice and shiny."
"Sure," she sighed. Dumbledore left the room with a even brighter smile.
"He is so weird!" Sara said, lifting her top lip in disgust. The last four in the room both looked over at her with a stare.
"I can't believe Draco saved all that stuff," Hermione said, just staring into space. Diana raised her eyebrows. "I don't like him!" Hermione screamed, stomping her left foot.
"Sure you don't," Diana agreed with an evil grin.
A week later, everyone sat in the Snape living room eating breakfast, cause they couldn't all eat in the kitchen. Well, everyone was there but Diana. "Where's Diana?" Sirius asked, shoving a hugh pancake in his mouth.
"Yeah," Ron said, in wonder. "She's usually down her eating breakfast, as Harry and her make googly eyes at each other."
Harry looked up at Ron with a questioned look. "We don't make googly eyes at each other!" Harry said, looking around with the same questioned look.
"Yeah, you do," Sara agreed.
"It's pretty disgusting," Sirius said, shoving another pancake in his mouth.
"What's disgusting?" Diana asked, walking down the stairs.
"Harry and you," Sirius replied, chewing his pancake.
Diana rolled her eyes and then sat down next to Harry, who gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Morning, beautiful," Harry smiled, Diana blushed.
"My point, exactly," Sirius smiled. He stopped and stared at Diana. "What happened to your eyes?" Harry looked at Diana and noticed that her eyes were all blood shot.
"I have bad allergies," Diana smiled, rubbing her eyes.
"Um . . . no you don't," Severus informed her.
"Yeah, I do," Diana argued, playing with the rug on the floor.
"Since when?" Severus asked, giving her a parental glare.
"Since forever," Diana rolled her red eyes. "I'm allergic to ragweed."
"And poison ivy," Sara added.
"And poison ivy," Diana nodded in agreement. "Remember when I got it on my face, then it traveled to my lungs."
"Oh yeah," Severus said, looking off into space, trying to remember. "You were almost hospitalized."
"Yeah," Diana smiled. Then she put her head on Harry's shoulder, and he smiled happily.
"Hey!" Sirius said enthusiastically. "Severus and I decided were going to be going to Diagon alley tomorrow to get school stuff." Diana straightened when he said this, as if she where on her guard.
"That's a great idea!" Hermione smiled. "I'm anxious to get a new book."
Ron and Harry laughed. "Hermione, you don't change," Harry smiled.
"I have never seen Diagon alley," Sara sighed.
"
Oh! We have to show you everything there is to see!" Ron exploded with excitement.
"But," Diana stuttered.
"But what?" Harry asked, looking over at Diana.
"Nothing!" Diana yelled. She then stomped out of the room, and out of the house.
"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked.
"She does this a lot," Sara muttered. "Getting mad about things, and then never telling anyone what her problem is! Diana is so very fickle."
"I'll go talk to her," Harry sighed, leaving the room.
"She's not going to tell you anything," Sara rolled her eyes.
"I'll keep that in mind," Harry sighed, walking out of the house.
Diana was sitting by one of the trees that use to be by Sirius's house. From the distance, it looked like she was crying. The wind blew through her hair at that time. The sunlight hit her face, showing her milky white complection. Her eyes wheren't bloodshot anymore, because of this, her eyes looked like sapphires as the sunlight hit them.
"Hey!" Harry said, sitting down next to her. He saw her quickly wipe the tears from her eyes when she noticed him.
"Hello," she smiled, her voice was a little scratchy.
"What's wrong?" He questioned, getting close to her. He saw her smile as he put her arms around her waist.
"Just, that time of month," Diana lied.
He raised his eyebrows when she said this. He knew Diana very well, and she had just lied to him. "I don't believe you," Harry frowned. She looked him in the eyes. "I just want to know what's wrong. I just worry about you sometimes." He kissed her lips gently.
She could tell he was very sincere in what he had just said. Diana sighed as he pulled her closer to him. "They died one year ago tomorrow," Diana sighed, a tear running down her cheek. She put her head on his chest.
"I wish I could help you, but my parents died along time ago. I really don't know what it's like," said Harry, putting his chin on her head.
" I just can't believe that my Uncle forgot," Diana said.
"Maybe he didn't forget," he disagreed. "Maybe he just wants to move on."
"Maybe," Diana said. She felt her self relax in Harry's arms. She loved how good he smelled around her.
"I think we should go inside," Harry said. "They maybe be wondering where we are."
Diana sighed, "You right!" They then got up and went inside.
Later that night, Diana sat in her room reading a book. She sighed as she turned the page. She then suddenly heard a knock at her door, which scared a bit.
"Come in," she said. She looked over to see Sara walking in and said, "Hey!"
"Hey!" Sara smiled.
"What's up?!" Diana smiled back.
"We need to talk," Sara hesitated.
"About?" Diana asked, motioning for Sara to sit down.
"Ron," Sara said, sitting down on Diana's bed.
"Oh!" Diana grinned evilly.
"I really like him!" Sara looked frustrated. "And he's not showing any signs of liking me! Do you think I should talk to him?"
"No!" Diana yelled. "Let him talk to you first."
"But he's a guy that could take forever!" Sara sighed.
"Ron likes you!" Diana smiled, closing her book. "Now, if you let me talk to Harry about this, I'm sure he'll talk to Ron for you."
"But now you involving two guys, that could take even longer!" Sara moaned.
"Just trust me!" Diana said impatiently.
"Fine," Sara sighed. "I'll trust you."
"Good," Diana smiled. "Draco and Ron are helping Sirius with something. I'll just go talk to Harry right now!"
"All right," Sara smiled. "Thanks! Good night!" Sara then hugged Diana, and left to go to bed.
Diana sat for a moment, then left the room to go seek out Harry.
At that time, Harry was sitting in his room to polishing his broom happily. Suddenly, he heard the door open. "Harry?" He heard. He knew right away it was Diana.
"Yeah Di," he said, looking over to see her standing at the door. "Come in!" He smiled. She came in and sat down on his bed. "What do you need?"
"To talk," Diana sighed.
"Oh no!" Harry's eyes got wide, and he felt his heart begin to race.
"Not that type of talk!" Diana laughed at his expression.
"Oh . . ." he sighed, feeling himself calm down. "What is it?"
"It's about Sara," Diana replied.
"That's ominous," Harry said sarcastically. Diana raised her eyebrows at his remark. "Just kidding! Move on."
"Well, she likes Ron . . ." Diana began.
"Oh no!" Harry yelled, throwing his arms out in refusal."I'm not hooking those two up, no! It's up to you." He then got a very stubborn look, and crossed his arms.
"Please Harry!" Diana begged. "They both like each other, and you want to see Ron happy don't you?"
"Yeah, but with Sara!" Harry looked disgusted.
"Harry!" Diana sighed. "Please! Just talk to him." She gave him a kiss.
"Fine!" Harry gave up. "I'll talk to him."
"Thank you!" Diana smiled, throwing her arms around his neck.
"Anyway, I need to talk to you," Harry said, as Diana let go of his neck.
"About?" Diana asked.
"Your dreams," Harry replied. "Have you talked to anyone about them yet?"
"I've talked to you," Diana smiled. "Anyway, I can't wait to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow!"
"Don't try to change the subject," Harry commanded.
Diana's smiled turned into a frown. She had never heard Harry ever try to really command her before, she knew then he must have been really worried. "Fine," Diana sighed.
"You need to talk to someone about these dreams," Harry said, with a look of concern.
"You've told Sirius!" Diana pointed out.
"But he doesn't know the full extent of it," Harry rebutted. "You need to tell someone everything that I know. You'll get sick from lack of sleep if you don't get help."
"I'm fine!" Diana yelled.
"Diana!" Harry yelled back. Diana looked at him then got up and left. "Diana come back!" He sighed, and threw his broom down on the floor.
Diana was sitting up in her room trying to read by candlelight, because he Uncle insisted she go to bed at a certain time. But Diana was having problems concentrating, she couldn't stop thinking about her fight with Harry.
Diana and Harry never had gotten into may fights with each other. They both rather had given in, but this was something that both of them weren't about to given in. But Diana was begining to think that it wasn't worth it. She knew he was right, because lately she was beginning to feel physically and mentally drained. She just didn't know who to talk to.
She sighed and turned the page. She then heard her door squeak, and immediately looked over hoping it wasn't her uncle. Instead, it was Harry opening it. He was in his pajama pants with no shirt, and when the light hit him it brought out his bright green eyes. "Hi," he said.
"Hi," she answered.
"Look, I'm sorry . . . " He began.
"No!" Diana stopped him. "It's my fault. I know your right, but I don't know who to talk to. I just feel like crap! I'm sorry."
Harry shut the door, and came over to sit next to her. "Talk to Dumbledore," Harry said, putting his arm around her. "I'll know what to do."
"Ok," Diana sighed.
"What are you reading?" Harry asked, as she put her head on his shoulder.
"Jane Eyre," Diana said. "But after our fight, I've had trouble reading it."
"Would you like to read some to me?" Harry asked, with a smile.
"Sure," Diana said. Harry layed back on her pillows getting comfortable. She put her head on his chest. She pulled her blankets over the two of them, and she began to read to him. And she continued to read until he went to sleep.
Harry woke up to feel Diana tossing in her sleep. He right away that she was dreaming. "You have no right to talk to me like that!" Diana said firmly, tossing her head to the side. "Stop!" She yelled.
"Diana!" Harry said, cupping her face in his hands. "You're dreaming, Diana. It's only a dream, wake up!"
Diana then opened her eyes and looked up at Harry, who was now leaning over her. "It was a dream," she muttered.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked. Diana laid there staring for a moment still trying to wake up. "Diana?" Harry looked concerned. She then looked around then at him. "Diana?"
"I'm ok," she said sitting up. She sat and sighed. "How long have you been up?"
"Only a few minutes," Harry said.
"Did I wake you up?" Diana asked, playing with her blanket.
"Yeah," Harry yawned.
"I'm sorry," Diana said, feeling guilty. "Maybe we should go back to sleep, we have a long day tomorrow."
"Your right," Harry yawned again, laying back onto a pillow. He smiled, and indicated for her to lay back. She smiled at him and put her head on his chest, pulling the blankets over the two of them.
They talked quietly for a while, then fell a sleep.
"Where's Diana?" Harry asked Ron, carrying a bag in his left hand.
"She said she was going to look for a book on dreams," Ron said, noticing the bag. "What's in the the bag?" He looked curious.
"Nothing," Harry said, trying to avoid the question. "Did you talk to Sara?"
Ron blushed and said, "Yeah."
"So, what happened?" He asked.
"We're together," Ron became even more red.
"Go Ron!" Harry smiled.
"Yeah," Ron smiled, then looked at the bag. "So what's in the bag?" Harry shook his head, then Ron grabbed it out of his hand.
"Ron!" Harry yelled.
Ron pulled a small, velvet box out. "Harry, this is a ring box," Ron pointed out, staring at it in shock. He opened, and saw a ring, "This is a engagement ring."
"Thank you Ron! I didn't know that," Harry said sarcastically.
"Hey guys!" Sara yelled, running over. She stopped in front of Ron, in shock of seeing the ring. "Hello!" Her eyes got suddenly wide. Harry hit his head.
"Harry . . ." Ron said in shock. "Diana . . . Oh my God!"
"Wait! Harry got that for Diana!" Sara yelled.
"Let's tell the world why don't we," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Tell the world what?" Hermione asked, walking up behind Harry.
"That Harry just bought an engagment ring for Diana," Sara said. "I'm so not allowing this marriage." Sara crossed her arms stubbornly.
"Really," Hermione smiled. "That's so cute! Let me see!" She ran over to Ron to get a look at the ring. "Diana's going to be so surprised!"
"Yeah, let's keep it that way," Harry sighed. "I don't want her to know."
"So you going to just marry her without her knowing?" Ron asked with puzzlement. Hermione looked at Ron and sighed, hitting her head with her hand.
"No!" Harry said. "I'm going to try to keep this a surprise until I ask her." Hermione and Sara both nodded their heads in agreement.
"So you two are already engaged?" Ron asked, even more confused. Everyone gave a long sigh.
"Ron, sometimes I wonder about you," Hermione stated, rolling her eyes.
"Hermione, Sara," Harry panicked, looking at the two of them. "I need you two to find out if she'll like the ring."
"Oh Harry," Sara rolled her eyes. "What do you want me to say? 'Hey look at what your boyfriend just gave to me!'"
"No!" Harry yelled.
"Well, what!?" Sara said with annoyance. Harry was beginning to freak even more.
"Well, I'm sure we can work something out," Hermione smiled.
"Hey guys!" They heard Diana yelled. She came running up to the group, with Draco following behind her. "What's up?" She smiled. "How are you liking Diagon Alley, Sara?"
"It's great!" Sara looked at Harry with a smile. "Quite eventful."
"Diana," Hermione smiled. "You'll never guess what Harry found!" Harry looked Hermione with fear.
"What?" Diana smiled. Hermione put the box with the ring right in front of her face. "Oh my God! It's a engagment ring!" Diana looked up at Harry. "And you just found it on the ground?"
"Yeah," he muttered.
Diana took it out of Hermione's hands and looked at it. "It's beautiful," she sighed. "Poor guy who lost it. I bet he's going crazy looking for it." Diana looked sympathetically at the ring.
"Yeah," Sara sighed, looking at it. The three girls stood staring at the ring for a moment, examing it, than sighed.
"I suppose we should bring it to lost and found," Diana said."Do you want to come with me Draco?"
"Sure," Draco smiled.
"No!" The other four yelled, Diana and Draco jumped as they did this. "Um . . . I'm sure Ron and I can do it," Harry smiled, taking the ring from her.
"Suit yourself," Diana said.
"So did you find anything on dreams?" Harry asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah!" Diana said, pulling a book out of a bag. It was ten times bigger than Hermione's biggest book.
"Wow!" Ron gasped. "So Hermione, how about some light reading?" Hermione looked over and glared as the rest of the group laughed.
"Why are you investigating dreams?" Hermione asked, in a snobbish manner. "Dreams are just rubbish." Diana and Harry both looked at each other.
"Well I disagree," Sara said. "One time, my mom had her dream that her friend was going to die, a week later see did. They tell the future." Diana began to laugh. "What's so funny?"
"They don't tell the future!" Diana laughed. Suddenly Harry began to join with her.
"Well than what?" Sara looked annoyed. Everyone than looked Diana for an answer, she didn't know what to say.
"That's what I got the book for," Diana said. " To find out."
"Time to go!" Snape yelled.
"Oh please!" Sirius yelled, following behind Severus.
"No!We are not getting a fury couch!" Snape yelled stubbornly.
"Oh please!" Sirius begged.
"Sirius, just give up," Diana laughed, walking over to her uncle. Harry slipped the ring into his pocket as she did this, and then followed her. "Not that I'd want a fury couch anyway." She smiled, rolling her eyes at the thought.
"I would love a fury couch!" Sara smiled clapping her hands together. Ron turned around and gawked.
"Sometimes you scare me," Diana said, turning her head to talk to Sara.
"Are you ever going to pull you nose out of the stupid book?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, but if you don't leave me alone long enough to finish the chapter then I won't!" Diana yelled.
"Oh," Ron said. "So Hermione, what' ja reading?"
"A book," Hermione said, looking up from her book glaring.
"What type of book?" Ron asked.
"Ron!" Diana yelled. "Leave Hermione and I alone!"
"Yeah," Harry added. "It's annoying me just to listen to you trying to annoy them."
"Your just defending your girlfriend,"Ron teased.
Just then, a tall, blonde guy walked into their compartment. "Excuse me," he said.
"Yes," Hermione said, upon noticing the young man. Diana noticed Hermione's fluttering her eyelaces.
" Do you happen to know how much longer until we get to Hogwarts?" He asked. "I'm a new teacher, and I've never been there."
"About six hours," Ron said.
"Um . . . What are you teaching?" Diana asked.
"Oh! Dueling," he said. " I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Professor William Spam."
"Spam," Diana giggled. "As in the meat that comes in the can?"
"Yeah," William said dully. "Maybe I should have everyone call me Professor Will."
"I think that would work," Hermione said, sitting up straight in her seat. Diana and Ron looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Harry looked Will over. Harry thought he looked very filamiar, but he just couldn't place him. Will was tall and muscular, with blonde hair and dark eyes. He noticed how he flirted around with the girls, and how he carried himself. He seemed like a nice guy, at first. But as continued to observe him something seemed dark, and evil.
"Oh! I'm Hermione, the blonde on is Diana, the red head is Ron, and the one by the window is . . ."
"Harry Potter, I know," Will smiled at Harry. Harry smiled back, and then looked out the window.
"So, dueling is turning into a class?" Diana asked.
"Yeah," Will answered. "It's a class that all seventh years are required to take."
"Oh! It was required at my old school from fourth year on to take Dueling," Diana said.
"You went to Salem, didn't you?" Will asked.
"How did you know?" Diana asked. This immedately drew back Harry's attention.
"Your acsent," Will said. " I was born in Massachetts, but my family moved me to London two years later."
"So, why didn't you go to Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.
"Cause my parents were both teachers at another school," Will said.
"Oh! What did they teach?" Diana asked.
"My mom teaches Defence Against the Dark Arts, and my dad teaches Potions," Will smiled.
"So did mine!" Diana yelled.
"No!" Will yelled, not believing what Diana just said.
"Yes!" Diana smiled. Harry rolled his eyes and looked back out the window.
Everyone, expect Harry, talked to Will for almost the rest of the six hours of the train ride. "Well," Hermione looked at her watch. " We're almost at Hogwarts."
"I should probably go," Will said. "I have some stuff to finish before we get there."
"Oh, well, see you at the ceremony," Hermione smiled, as Will left the compartment.
" Thank God!" Harry said under his breath.
"First years!" Hagrid yelled, as all four looked over at him.
"Can you believe that's the last time we'll hear that?" Hermione said.
"No," Ron sighed.
" Remember our plan Ron," Diana whispered over to him.
" Oh yeah," Ron smiled.
Diana walked over and wrapped her arms around Harry. "Hey Mr. Anti- social!" Harry smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
They climb into the carage and departed for Hogwarts. " This is the last time that we're going to do this either," Hermione sniffed.
" This is the first and last time I'll ever do this," Diana said, looking out her window. "I've never seen Hogwarts from this perpsective."
" Yeah, Hogwarts looks so magical from there," Hermione smiled.
"It's cause it is magical," Ron rolled his eyes.
Diana smiled as see looked out the window. Suddenly, everything about it looked different. Diana turned and looked at Harry, but it wasn't Harry . . . it was Godric. She felt short of breath, and then everything went black . . .
Diana climbed out of her window carefully so her uncle didn't hear. She ran over to Sirius's house and climbed into Harry's open, first floor window. "Harry," Diana said softy.
"I'm up," he said, sitting up as she climbed in.
"Maybe I was dreaming, or maybe I just saw something, but Voldemort was in my room. I must be going nuts!" She sighed. "I keep having these dreams, and I can't sleep anymore. As much as I want it to be a dream, that's just as much as I want it to be real. If was real, then I wouldn't be going nuts."
"It was real," he said, grabbing his scar.
"Your scar?" She said, looking down at the floor.
"Yeah," he said. "Now? What about you having dreams?"
"I keep having dreams all the time, "Diana said, sitting on the edge of his bed. "I can't sleep anymore with out having them. I must have had five hours of sleep total this week. They're sad really. I'd rather have nightmares instead."
He pulled back his blankets , and indicated for her to crawl in. "Have you talked to anyone about the dreams you've been having?" He asked, as she crawled in next to him.
"No, your the first one I've told," she said. Harry laid back in his bed and stared at the ceiling.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" He asked.
Diana sighed, "It's complicated."
"That's ok," he smiled at her. "I'm willing to listen, it might help if you told someone."
She laid back and put her head on Harry's chest. "It's about Salzar Slytherin and his wife. His wife has this mad love affair with Godric Gryffindor, and it's so sad cause they can't be together. And now, she's pregnant with Godric's child. It seems so real too," she whispered.
"Maybe it is real," he said, putting his arms around her.
"Huh?"She was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Some people can see the future in their dreams. It could be entirely possible that you can see the past. Especially since it's about Salzar Slytherin," he explained.
"I don't know," she sighed. "I can't think right now! I'm just so tired."
"Is that what happened to you when you were sleeping on the bus, you were having another dream?" He asked.
"Yeah," she sighed, then closed her eyes.
They laid in silence for a while, thinking. Harry couldn't help but think that he liked laying like this, with Diana. He smiled, as he thought about being like that with her for his whole life. However long that might be. . .
Which brought him into another train of thought. Harry had accepted a long while back that he might die at any moment. But what if he died, and Diana didn't know how he felt? That may nights he sat and thought about life with her, and without her. He preferred to be with her. . .
This thought then conveyed another quetion in his mind, did he love her enough to marry her?
"Harry," Diana said, interupting his train of thought. "Do you think I'm just going nuts?"
"No," he said.
The next morning,(A/n:Sorry that was so jumpy, but I was getting bored of that!) Diana, Harry, Severus, and Sirius sat at the Snape's kitchen table eating breakfast. "So, what time are your friends arriving?" Severus asked Harry, with a look of disgust. Harry shrugged.
"They're coming later on this afternoon,"Diana smiled, taking a bite of toast. "Um. . . Did I happen to mention to you that Sara's coming over?"
"No . . . " Severus said, giving her a glare.
"Well, I invited her. She's coming sometime today, I don't know when. You know Sara, she drops by whenever she feels like it," Diana said. She looked at her Uncle with a smile. He finally noticed the horrible dark circles under her eyes.
"Have you been sleeping well, Diana? You have horrendous dark circles," He said, grabbing her chin and examining her face.
Diana pulled away and smiled, "I'm fine, really."
"Are you sure? I can brew you up a sleeping potion," Severus said, with a look of concern.
"Really, I usually have dark circles," Diana stated, looking over at Harry.
"Diana, you look inanimate, " Sirus said.
"
Wow! You know big words!" Diana teased.
"My point is . . ." Sirius was cut off by a sudden explosion, coming from downstairs.
"My potion!" Severus yelled, running to the basement door, and down the stairs.
"Diana, if something is wrong, you can tell me," Sirius smiled at her.
"She's been having nightmares!" Harry told.
"Harry, No!" Diana yelled, trying to stop him.
"She has them every night. She has only sleep a few hours in the last week," Harry continued.
"Is this true?" Sirius asked Diana.
"Yes," Diana sighed, then glared at Harry.
"I was only trying to help you," Harry said, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I know," Diana sighed.
"I have this potion, that can put into such a deep sleep that you don't have dreams," Sirius told her. "I can brew you some."
"No dreams?" Diana asked.
"No dreams," Sirius smiled.
"Swear!" Diana commanded.
"Cross my heart," he said, drawing a cross over his heart.
"Fine! But you can't tell my uncle about any of this!" Diana said.
"I won't," He smiled.
"Tell me what?" Snape asked, as he appeared in the kicthen door.
"What I'm going to get you for your birthday," Diana said. She tired to put on her best innocent look.
"What makes me think your up to something?" Severus asked the three, with a look of suspicion.
"We're not up to anything!" Diana smiled.
"Sure," Severus said, sitting down in his chair.
Suddenly, a black owl flew though the Snape's kitchen window and landed on the table. It dropped a letter right in Diana's orange juice, and began to peck at her arm. She pulled the lettef out of the glass, and opened it. The owl watched as she gently tore open the envelop. "Who's it from, Diana?" Harry asked, leaning in, trying to get a look at the writing.
"Draco," she said, pulling the letter out. "Ever since the lock-down ended he's been sending me letters left and right."
"Watch out Harry," Sirius said with a smile. "He might try to steal your territory."
Diana looked up from her letter, raising her eyebrow. She glared for a moment at Sirius, then went back to her letter. "What does he have to say?" Harry asked.
"The usual," she sighed. She suddenly laughed, then looked over at Harry.
"He said something about me!" Harry yelled. He reached for the letter, but Diana pulled it away before he could grab it. She then got up and ran. "Diana!" He yelled, running after her.
"It's my letter!" She yelled, as she ran into her room. She tried to shut the door, but Harry pushed it open. "I'm not letting you read my letter!" She laughed, as she jumped onto her bed. Harry jumped up after her, and caught her around the waist before she could run. "You'll have to pry it out of my cold, lifeless hands." She giggle, as he began to tickle her.
"Diana, I love you," he laughed.
"I know, but you not going to read it," she said though tears. "Harry, Stop! It's starting to hurt my sides when I laugh!"
"As long as I get a kiss," he bribed.
"Fine!" She yelled over laughter.
He stopped, causing her to sigh with relief. "Now, where's my kiss?" He asked.
She turned around in his arms, and kissed him on the lips. "Happy?" Diana asked with a smile.
"You call that a kiss!" Harry said, rolling his eyes. He then began to kiss her very passionately. He felt as she dropped her letter on the bed, that's what he was hoping for. He pulled away, grabbed the letter, and ran. "And you said that I'd have to pull it out of you cold, lifeless hands!"
"Harry!" She yelled, running after him. "Give it back!"
He opened the letter and read it as he ran. "Dear Diana," he yelled.
"Harry don't!" She screamed, as he began to run out the front door.
She chased him all the way over to Sirus's house. Harry ran inside, closing and locking the screen door. He stood and read the letter right in front of her. "Well, that was boring," Harry rolled his eyes, opening the screen door.
Diana ran inside and jumped at him, "I can't believe you read that!" Harry fell to the floor with Diana on top. "I can't believe you read my letter!" She exclaimed. Then she kissed him.
"Well, this is a very nice punishment," Harry thought. He didn't say anything about her fickle attitude though, he just kissed her.
"Well, I've really missed walking in on this," they heard a familiar voice say. They stopped and looked. Standing right in front of them was a very familiar freckled face red head.
"Ron!" They said. They both jumped up to greet him.
"Oh yes, I've missed this," Ron stared of lovingly. "Breakfast with you two, making up shit to turn for Divination class, walking in on you two making out."
Diana and Harry laughed. "So where's Hermione?" Diana asked.
"Her parents are bring her later on today," Ron said. "So where's Sara?" He blushed as Diana gave him a look.
"Somebody likes Sara!" Diana teased.
"So Ron, you hungary?" Harry asked, quickly changing the subject.
"I'm starved," Ron said, rubbing his stomach. Diana laughed at Ron.
"Well, let's go get something to eat!" Harry smiled. He lead them across the trail. Which was Sirius and Severus 's version of walking across the street.
"So is this your house?" Ron asked Diana.
"Yep, this is my house," Diana smiled, letting them inside.
Ron stared at the flowered wallpaper of The Snape living room. "I'm official scared now," Ron said, dumbfounded.
"Is it the wallpaper?" Sirius joked, walking into the living room. "I told Severus it just was not him, but he wouldn't listen. He just doesn't agree that it doesn't captured the essence of his darkness."
"It was Diana's idea. Who am I to argue with a women?" Severus yelled, coming in to defend his dignity.
"Wimp," Harry said hiding with a cough.
"You want to argue with me?" Diana said, giving him a glare.
"No dear!" Harry smiled at her. Ron and Sirius exchanged a look. "What? She's my girlfriend, she gives me pleasure."
"What?!" Snape yelled, his eyes starting to pop.
"Not that type of pleasure, Sevi dear,"Sirius grinned. "Unless, there is something that Harry's not telling me."
"Well, I did walk in on them making out on your floor, Sirius," Ron laughed.
"What?!" Snape yelled.
"How about some breakfast, old Sevi my house wife?" Sirius said, leading Severus into the kitchen.
"Ew!" Ron cringed.
"Oh, this happens every morning," Diana laughed.
"We're use to it," Harry smiled.
They went into the kitchen, feed some breakfast, and talked for a while. "So Diana, what does the Daily Prophet say today?" Sirius asked.
Diana sat and stared for a moment. "France and Russia," Diana sighed.
"What about it?" Harry asked.
"Their Ministers of Magic were killed last night," she said, lying the paper down on the table. "What do you think they're tyring to do?" Diana asked her Uncle.
"I can't honestly tell you," Severus sighed, staring at the front cover of the newspaper.
Suddenly, they heard the front doorbell ring. "That'll probably be Hermione or Sara," Diana muttered. She got up and walked out to open it.
"Voldemort's planning something big," Harry whispered to Sirius.
"Yeah," Sirius sighed softly.
Suddenly, they heard Diana scream. "Uncle Severus help me!"
They all ran out to help Diana. They saw Diana with a blonde guy on top of her. "Um . . . It's Draco," Diana said. "He's been beaten. He doesn't look very well." They help lifted her off of him, and carried her into the living room.
"He's not breathing!" Snape said, lying him on the ground.
Diana looked at Draco in disgust. "Um . . ." Diana muttered under her breath. She looked over at Harry, then got down next to Draco. "Sorry Harry," Diana said, just before she brought her mouth down onto Draco's. She took two breaths and then pounded on his chest. "Oh God! I can't believe that I'm touching Draco's mouth!" Diana cringed.
"I can't believe you are either!" Ron fainted. Harry was staring at it all in complete shock.
She once again went down and breathed into his mouth. "Come on Draco!" She muttered, trying to listen for his breath. Then pounded on his chest.
Harry looked at Draco. He was a brusied, and bleeding everywhere. Harry was begining to wonder, with the condition of Draco, if he'd live.
Suddenly, they heard Draco start to cough. "Draco, can you hear me?" Snape inquired.
"Yeah," Draco said, sitting up. He was trying to open one of his eyes, but it was swollen shut. He looked over at Harry with his good eye and smiled, "Was I dreaming or was your girlfriend kissing me?" Draco started to laugh and so did Harry.
"Um . . . Well, that was interesting," they heard someone say. They turned around to see Hermione standing in the doorway.
"Hermione!" Diana smiled, running over to give her a hug.
"Diana," Hermione smiled, as Diana wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Hey! Why didn't I get that warm of a welcome?" Draco mumbled, touching his swollen eye. Diana let go of Hermione and smiled at Draco. "You know, I was just wondering."
Diana walked over and gave him a hug. Draco kissed her gently on the cheek. Harry saw this, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Diana looked up at Harry and saw him glare at Draco. "What happened to you?" Diana asked, looking back over a Draco.
"Father found out I was sending letters to you," Draco grunted, trying to stand up. "He tryed to kill me."
"Oh Draco, I'm so sorry," Diana breathed, pushing some hair out of his face.
Harry stared at the two of them in shock. He had to admit, they would make a cute couple. He made his hands into two fists watching the two of them. Hermione must have seen this, because she came over and grabbed both of his hands. "Don't worry Harry," she whispered. "She only loves you."
Harry sighed at this and left, Diana watched as he did this "Do you think you two can get him up to the spare bedroom with out me?" She asked with a smile, looking at Sirius and Severus.
"Yeah," Severus said, as the front door closed.
Diana smiled and left. She walked outside to see Harry sitting out on the front lawn . "Are you ok?" Diana questioned, sitting down next to him.
"Do you have feelings for Draco?" Harry asked bluntly.
"What?" Diana looked shocked. " He's my friend. Besides, how can I love him when I love you?!"
"I don't know, you just . . ." Harry stopped, he had noticed she was crying. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I don't understand how you could think," Diana said.
"It was just," Harry stopped for a moment. He wrapped his arms around her. "I saw him kiss you, and I suppose I got jealous. I'm sorry."
"I only love you," Diana said, looking him in the eyes. "You know that, right?"
"Of course," Harry said, wipping the tears away. "I love you."
"I love you too," Diana sighed, putting her head into Harry's chest.
"Harry," they heard.
They turned around to see Ron watching them. "Could you help me carry some stuff into the house?" Ron smiled.
"Sure," Harry smiled, then looked at Diana. "Love you." He kissed her cheek.
They started to carry somethings to Harry's bedroom. "Ron," Harry said, putting down Ron's stuff on his floor.
"Hmm," Ron sighed.
"I've been thinking a lot," Harry said, walking over to the window and staring out. "About life, love, death."
"And?" Ron raised his eyebrow.
"And, I'm thinking about purposing to Diana," Harry said quickly.
"WHAT?!" Ron yelled, his eyes getting wide. "I didn't know that it was that serious."
"Is it too sudden?" Harry said, suddenly getting nervous.
"As long as it's well thought out, then no," Ron stared in shock. "It's just, I never thought I'd hear you talk about marriage. With Snape's niece at that!"
"Neither did I," Harry said, looking back out the window. It was then that Ron caught a glimpse of what he was looking at, Diana.
Ron walked over to Harry's desk, and picked up a really neat color changing quill. "Wow! Neat!" Ron gasped, looking at it.
Harry looked over. "Oh yeah, Diana got that for me," Harry said, getting a stupid grin on his face.
"Oh," Ron grinned evilly. "In that case I'm keeping it."
Harry laughed and ran at him. Cause Ron to fall on the ground with Harry on top. The both laughed as they rolled on the ground trying to grab at the quill.
"Wow! Um,ok!" They heard someone say. They looked up and saw Sara Kerckhove standing in the door. "Diana sent me up to get you two, but I didn't expect to see gay lovin'."
"Oh, it's not like that,"Ron said,both jumping up.
"Yeah, he stole my quill," Harry said rolling his eyes at the situation.
"Oh! Is that what they're calling it now a days?" Sara joked.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and laughed.
"It stinks!" Diana cringed, at the smell of the inky green liquid.
"But it'll get you some rest! So drink," Harry commanded , making her swallow it.
"You should feel the effects soon," Sirius said, sitting Diana down on their sofa and taking the flask from her.
"I don't feel tired," Diana complained. "I don't think it's . . ." Diana's head it the pillow and she began to snore lightly.
"Wow! That was quick," Sirius said, looking at the little left at the bottom of the glass. "Maybe I put too much rat tail in it." Sirius took a little sip, and then fell to the floor.
Harry laughed, and put a blanket on him. Then he put a blanket on Diana, giving her a little kiss on the forehead.
Sirius slept for about two days, but Diana had been sleeping for about three.
Sirius woke saying that he put too much rat tail. Which, would explain why they slept so long.
On the night of the third day, Harry walked downstairs to check on Diana. He walked over and grabbed her hand and held it. "Your so beautiful, Diana," Harry whispered, touching her cheek softly.
"Are you always like this romantic when I'm alseep?" Diana said, opening her eyes.
"Aren't I this romantic when you're awake?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Diana sat up and smiled. "I was just teasing."
"So how are you feeling?" Harry asked.
"Much better," Diana smiled. "So how long have I been a sleep?"
"Three days," Harry laughed.
"Wow!" Diana said, running her hand through her hair. She moved her head a little and sniffed. "I need a shower!" Harry snickered. "I would give you a kiss before I leave, but I haven't brushed my teeth in three days."
"Alright then," Harry laughed.
"It's not funny! I smell like fish!" Diana said, running out the front door in hear tears.
"Girls," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Our letters are here!" Hermione said happily, walking into the Snape living room.
"What letters?" Sirius asked, showing a baby picture of Harry to Diana. "And that's him, taking his first bath."
"Oh! Let me see!" Ron said, leaning over to look. Sara rolled her eyes.
"Aw!" Diana smiled, trying not to laugh. "You were cute!"
"Yeah," Ron smiled. "Wonder what happened."
"Shut up," Harry said, suddenly getting red.
"And this a picture of Harry Potter's funeral," said Sara sarcastically. "He died shortly after his Godfather showed pictures of him when he was a baby. The coroner deemed it, death from humiliation." Ron and Diana both snickered into their hands, as Hermione and Harry sat unamused. When Diana saw Harry and Hermione's expression she tried to quit laughing, but found it hard to stop.
"Anyway, what letter?" Diana asked, still a little red from trying not to laugh.
"Our Hogwarts letters," Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Oh," Diana said, putting on a look. "Of course."
"Where's Draco?" Hermione asked, handing them each a letter.
"He's over at Sirius's house with my Uncle," Diana said, rolling her eyes. "They needed some quiet time to brew this complicated potion."
"Oh," Hermione said, almost a near sigh. Diana and Sara looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
"What was that look for?" Hermione asked, sounding a little bit stuck up.
"It was nothing," Diana raised her eyebrows even higher. "Just a look."
"Yeah," Sara agreed. "Just a look."
"So Hermione," Ron said, quickly changing the subject. "Did you make head girl?"
"Oh yeah," Hermione said, looking away from Diana and Sara.
"Did Draco make head boy?" Diana laughed out, looking at Sara. The three looked over and glared at Diana and Sara as they snickered.
"Are you implying that I like Draco?" Hermione asked, very aggressively. Ron and Harry cringed at the thought.
"Of course not!" Diana said, looking offended. "I just think that some of the best couples are ones that had animosity toward one another at the very beginning. Plus Draco thinks you cute!"
"Ew!" Ron said dry gaging.
"Anyway," Harry said, looking at his letter. "I'm head boy."
"Of course you are," Sirius smiled.
Diana and Ron looked at each other with a evil grins. "What are those looks about?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing," Ron grinned more evily.
They suddenly heard the front door close and saw Severus run in. "Duck!" He yelled, jumping to the floor. "Where's Draco?"
"What's wrong?" Diana asked. They saw and heard a hugh explosion come from Sirius's house though the bay window in the living room, which broke a vase sitting in the Snape's living room. "Why did I ask?" Diana rolled her eyes.
"Man! Sirus, you house is gone," Sara said nonchalantly, standing up to see.
"What!" Everybody but Severus and Sara said, they all stood up to look.
"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," Severus said, getting off the floor to get a look.
"What were you making?!" Diana asked, half in shock.
"My owl!" Harry said. "My broom. My owl!"
"Where's Draco?" Diana asked.
"What if he was still in the house?" Sara looked lifeless.
"My house!" Sirius yelled.
"Oh lovely," Dumbledore said, walking into the living room. "Fireworks!" Dumbledore began to clap.
They heard the front door open, then close. They saw Draco walk into the living room, trying to carry as mush as he could. "I tried to save as much as I could," Draco said, struggling to carry it all. "Oh there's more." He ran out, to come back pulling some trunks in the living room, along with an owl.
"Why'd you do this?" Hermione asked.
"Cause I felt like it," Draco rolled his eyes.
"My owl! My broom!" Harry yelled, happily.
"So wait," Dumbledure said. "Where are Sirius, Ron, Harry, and Hermione going to say?"
"Yeah," Sirius looked at Severus angerly. "What about my house?"
"Well," Diana smiled. "You guys can stay here!"
"Wait! I didn't say that they can happen!" Severus looked at Diana angrily.
"Uncle Severus, you destroyed their house!" Diana yelled, her eyes got wide. "The least you could do is let them stay!"
"She has a point Severus," Dumbledore agreed, as Sara nodded her head in agreement also.
"Where are they going to stay?" Asked Snape.
"Hermione and Sara can sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs, Ron and Draco can share the other room in the basement, and we can make a bed in the potions room downstairs for Sirius," Diana suggested. "Provided, that next time Uncle Severus makes a potion he doesn't blow Sirius up."
"Well, that sounds good to me," Sirius smiled.
"Yeah, but Diana missed on tiny detail," Draco sighed. "Harry."
"Well, isn't obvious? He can my room," Diana smiled, putting her arms around him.
"Hey! I have no problem with that," Harry grinned, putting his arms around her in return
"Or he can sleep on the couch," Severus suggested, pulling Harry and Diana apart.
"Well, then he can sleep with Draco and Ron downstairs," Dumbledore said.
"It was worth a try," Diana rolled her eyes.
"I'm going to go see what I can salvage from our . . . house," Sirius sniffed, walking out of the room. "Plus I'm going to need to find me a drink."
"I'm going to start clearing out the rooms for you guys to stay in," Severus sighed. "Draco, would you like to help?"
"Alright," Draco said, following Snape out of the room.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower," Dumbledore smiled brightly. "Diana, may I use that great smelling shampoo you have? It makes my hair nice and shiny."
"Sure," she sighed. Dumbledore left the room with a even brighter smile.
"He is so weird!" Sara said, lifting her top lip in disgust. The last four in the room both looked over at her with a stare.
"I can't believe Draco saved all that stuff," Hermione said, just staring into space. Diana raised her eyebrows. "I don't like him!" Hermione screamed, stomping her left foot.
"Sure you don't," Diana agreed with an evil grin.
A week later, everyone sat in the Snape living room eating breakfast, cause they couldn't all eat in the kitchen. Well, everyone was there but Diana. "Where's Diana?" Sirius asked, shoving a hugh pancake in his mouth.
"Yeah," Ron said, in wonder. "She's usually down her eating breakfast, as Harry and her make googly eyes at each other."
Harry looked up at Ron with a questioned look. "We don't make googly eyes at each other!" Harry said, looking around with the same questioned look.
"Yeah, you do," Sara agreed.
"It's pretty disgusting," Sirius said, shoving another pancake in his mouth.
"What's disgusting?" Diana asked, walking down the stairs.
"Harry and you," Sirius replied, chewing his pancake.
Diana rolled her eyes and then sat down next to Harry, who gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Morning, beautiful," Harry smiled, Diana blushed.
"My point, exactly," Sirius smiled. He stopped and stared at Diana. "What happened to your eyes?" Harry looked at Diana and noticed that her eyes were all blood shot.
"I have bad allergies," Diana smiled, rubbing her eyes.
"Um . . . no you don't," Severus informed her.
"Yeah, I do," Diana argued, playing with the rug on the floor.
"Since when?" Severus asked, giving her a parental glare.
"Since forever," Diana rolled her red eyes. "I'm allergic to ragweed."
"And poison ivy," Sara added.
"And poison ivy," Diana nodded in agreement. "Remember when I got it on my face, then it traveled to my lungs."
"Oh yeah," Severus said, looking off into space, trying to remember. "You were almost hospitalized."
"Yeah," Diana smiled. Then she put her head on Harry's shoulder, and he smiled happily.
"Hey!" Sirius said enthusiastically. "Severus and I decided were going to be going to Diagon alley tomorrow to get school stuff." Diana straightened when he said this, as if she where on her guard.
"That's a great idea!" Hermione smiled. "I'm anxious to get a new book."
Ron and Harry laughed. "Hermione, you don't change," Harry smiled.
"I have never seen Diagon alley," Sara sighed.
"
Oh! We have to show you everything there is to see!" Ron exploded with excitement.
"But," Diana stuttered.
"But what?" Harry asked, looking over at Diana.
"Nothing!" Diana yelled. She then stomped out of the room, and out of the house.
"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked.
"She does this a lot," Sara muttered. "Getting mad about things, and then never telling anyone what her problem is! Diana is so very fickle."
"I'll go talk to her," Harry sighed, leaving the room.
"She's not going to tell you anything," Sara rolled her eyes.
"I'll keep that in mind," Harry sighed, walking out of the house.
Diana was sitting by one of the trees that use to be by Sirius's house. From the distance, it looked like she was crying. The wind blew through her hair at that time. The sunlight hit her face, showing her milky white complection. Her eyes wheren't bloodshot anymore, because of this, her eyes looked like sapphires as the sunlight hit them.
"Hey!" Harry said, sitting down next to her. He saw her quickly wipe the tears from her eyes when she noticed him.
"Hello," she smiled, her voice was a little scratchy.
"What's wrong?" He questioned, getting close to her. He saw her smile as he put her arms around her waist.
"Just, that time of month," Diana lied.
He raised his eyebrows when she said this. He knew Diana very well, and she had just lied to him. "I don't believe you," Harry frowned. She looked him in the eyes. "I just want to know what's wrong. I just worry about you sometimes." He kissed her lips gently.
She could tell he was very sincere in what he had just said. Diana sighed as he pulled her closer to him. "They died one year ago tomorrow," Diana sighed, a tear running down her cheek. She put her head on his chest.
"I wish I could help you, but my parents died along time ago. I really don't know what it's like," said Harry, putting his chin on her head.
" I just can't believe that my Uncle forgot," Diana said.
"Maybe he didn't forget," he disagreed. "Maybe he just wants to move on."
"Maybe," Diana said. She felt her self relax in Harry's arms. She loved how good he smelled around her.
"I think we should go inside," Harry said. "They maybe be wondering where we are."
Diana sighed, "You right!" They then got up and went inside.
Later that night, Diana sat in her room reading a book. She sighed as she turned the page. She then suddenly heard a knock at her door, which scared a bit.
"Come in," she said. She looked over to see Sara walking in and said, "Hey!"
"Hey!" Sara smiled.
"What's up?!" Diana smiled back.
"We need to talk," Sara hesitated.
"About?" Diana asked, motioning for Sara to sit down.
"Ron," Sara said, sitting down on Diana's bed.
"Oh!" Diana grinned evilly.
"I really like him!" Sara looked frustrated. "And he's not showing any signs of liking me! Do you think I should talk to him?"
"No!" Diana yelled. "Let him talk to you first."
"But he's a guy that could take forever!" Sara sighed.
"Ron likes you!" Diana smiled, closing her book. "Now, if you let me talk to Harry about this, I'm sure he'll talk to Ron for you."
"But now you involving two guys, that could take even longer!" Sara moaned.
"Just trust me!" Diana said impatiently.
"Fine," Sara sighed. "I'll trust you."
"Good," Diana smiled. "Draco and Ron are helping Sirius with something. I'll just go talk to Harry right now!"
"All right," Sara smiled. "Thanks! Good night!" Sara then hugged Diana, and left to go to bed.
Diana sat for a moment, then left the room to go seek out Harry.
At that time, Harry was sitting in his room to polishing his broom happily. Suddenly, he heard the door open. "Harry?" He heard. He knew right away it was Diana.
"Yeah Di," he said, looking over to see her standing at the door. "Come in!" He smiled. She came in and sat down on his bed. "What do you need?"
"To talk," Diana sighed.
"Oh no!" Harry's eyes got wide, and he felt his heart begin to race.
"Not that type of talk!" Diana laughed at his expression.
"Oh . . ." he sighed, feeling himself calm down. "What is it?"
"It's about Sara," Diana replied.
"That's ominous," Harry said sarcastically. Diana raised her eyebrows at his remark. "Just kidding! Move on."
"Well, she likes Ron . . ." Diana began.
"Oh no!" Harry yelled, throwing his arms out in refusal."I'm not hooking those two up, no! It's up to you." He then got a very stubborn look, and crossed his arms.
"Please Harry!" Diana begged. "They both like each other, and you want to see Ron happy don't you?"
"Yeah, but with Sara!" Harry looked disgusted.
"Harry!" Diana sighed. "Please! Just talk to him." She gave him a kiss.
"Fine!" Harry gave up. "I'll talk to him."
"Thank you!" Diana smiled, throwing her arms around his neck.
"Anyway, I need to talk to you," Harry said, as Diana let go of his neck.
"About?" Diana asked.
"Your dreams," Harry replied. "Have you talked to anyone about them yet?"
"I've talked to you," Diana smiled. "Anyway, I can't wait to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow!"
"Don't try to change the subject," Harry commanded.
Diana's smiled turned into a frown. She had never heard Harry ever try to really command her before, she knew then he must have been really worried. "Fine," Diana sighed.
"You need to talk to someone about these dreams," Harry said, with a look of concern.
"You've told Sirius!" Diana pointed out.
"But he doesn't know the full extent of it," Harry rebutted. "You need to tell someone everything that I know. You'll get sick from lack of sleep if you don't get help."
"I'm fine!" Diana yelled.
"Diana!" Harry yelled back. Diana looked at him then got up and left. "Diana come back!" He sighed, and threw his broom down on the floor.
Diana was sitting up in her room trying to read by candlelight, because he Uncle insisted she go to bed at a certain time. But Diana was having problems concentrating, she couldn't stop thinking about her fight with Harry.
Diana and Harry never had gotten into may fights with each other. They both rather had given in, but this was something that both of them weren't about to given in. But Diana was begining to think that it wasn't worth it. She knew he was right, because lately she was beginning to feel physically and mentally drained. She just didn't know who to talk to.
She sighed and turned the page. She then heard her door squeak, and immediately looked over hoping it wasn't her uncle. Instead, it was Harry opening it. He was in his pajama pants with no shirt, and when the light hit him it brought out his bright green eyes. "Hi," he said.
"Hi," she answered.
"Look, I'm sorry . . . " He began.
"No!" Diana stopped him. "It's my fault. I know your right, but I don't know who to talk to. I just feel like crap! I'm sorry."
Harry shut the door, and came over to sit next to her. "Talk to Dumbledore," Harry said, putting his arm around her. "I'll know what to do."
"Ok," Diana sighed.
"What are you reading?" Harry asked, as she put her head on his shoulder.
"Jane Eyre," Diana said. "But after our fight, I've had trouble reading it."
"Would you like to read some to me?" Harry asked, with a smile.
"Sure," Diana said. Harry layed back on her pillows getting comfortable. She put her head on his chest. She pulled her blankets over the two of them, and she began to read to him. And she continued to read until he went to sleep.
Harry woke up to feel Diana tossing in her sleep. He right away that she was dreaming. "You have no right to talk to me like that!" Diana said firmly, tossing her head to the side. "Stop!" She yelled.
"Diana!" Harry said, cupping her face in his hands. "You're dreaming, Diana. It's only a dream, wake up!"
Diana then opened her eyes and looked up at Harry, who was now leaning over her. "It was a dream," she muttered.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked. Diana laid there staring for a moment still trying to wake up. "Diana?" Harry looked concerned. She then looked around then at him. "Diana?"
"I'm ok," she said sitting up. She sat and sighed. "How long have you been up?"
"Only a few minutes," Harry said.
"Did I wake you up?" Diana asked, playing with her blanket.
"Yeah," Harry yawned.
"I'm sorry," Diana said, feeling guilty. "Maybe we should go back to sleep, we have a long day tomorrow."
"Your right," Harry yawned again, laying back onto a pillow. He smiled, and indicated for her to lay back. She smiled at him and put her head on his chest, pulling the blankets over the two of them.
They talked quietly for a while, then fell a sleep.
"Where's Diana?" Harry asked Ron, carrying a bag in his left hand.
"She said she was going to look for a book on dreams," Ron said, noticing the bag. "What's in the the bag?" He looked curious.
"Nothing," Harry said, trying to avoid the question. "Did you talk to Sara?"
Ron blushed and said, "Yeah."
"So, what happened?" He asked.
"We're together," Ron became even more red.
"Go Ron!" Harry smiled.
"Yeah," Ron smiled, then looked at the bag. "So what's in the bag?" Harry shook his head, then Ron grabbed it out of his hand.
"Ron!" Harry yelled.
Ron pulled a small, velvet box out. "Harry, this is a ring box," Ron pointed out, staring at it in shock. He opened, and saw a ring, "This is a engagement ring."
"Thank you Ron! I didn't know that," Harry said sarcastically.
"Hey guys!" Sara yelled, running over. She stopped in front of Ron, in shock of seeing the ring. "Hello!" Her eyes got suddenly wide. Harry hit his head.
"Harry . . ." Ron said in shock. "Diana . . . Oh my God!"
"Wait! Harry got that for Diana!" Sara yelled.
"Let's tell the world why don't we," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Tell the world what?" Hermione asked, walking up behind Harry.
"That Harry just bought an engagment ring for Diana," Sara said. "I'm so not allowing this marriage." Sara crossed her arms stubbornly.
"Really," Hermione smiled. "That's so cute! Let me see!" She ran over to Ron to get a look at the ring. "Diana's going to be so surprised!"
"Yeah, let's keep it that way," Harry sighed. "I don't want her to know."
"So you going to just marry her without her knowing?" Ron asked with puzzlement. Hermione looked at Ron and sighed, hitting her head with her hand.
"No!" Harry said. "I'm going to try to keep this a surprise until I ask her." Hermione and Sara both nodded their heads in agreement.
"So you two are already engaged?" Ron asked, even more confused. Everyone gave a long sigh.
"Ron, sometimes I wonder about you," Hermione stated, rolling her eyes.
"Hermione, Sara," Harry panicked, looking at the two of them. "I need you two to find out if she'll like the ring."
"Oh Harry," Sara rolled her eyes. "What do you want me to say? 'Hey look at what your boyfriend just gave to me!'"
"No!" Harry yelled.
"Well, what!?" Sara said with annoyance. Harry was beginning to freak even more.
"Well, I'm sure we can work something out," Hermione smiled.
"Hey guys!" They heard Diana yelled. She came running up to the group, with Draco following behind her. "What's up?" She smiled. "How are you liking Diagon Alley, Sara?"
"It's great!" Sara looked at Harry with a smile. "Quite eventful."
"Diana," Hermione smiled. "You'll never guess what Harry found!" Harry looked Hermione with fear.
"What?" Diana smiled. Hermione put the box with the ring right in front of her face. "Oh my God! It's a engagment ring!" Diana looked up at Harry. "And you just found it on the ground?"
"Yeah," he muttered.
Diana took it out of Hermione's hands and looked at it. "It's beautiful," she sighed. "Poor guy who lost it. I bet he's going crazy looking for it." Diana looked sympathetically at the ring.
"Yeah," Sara sighed, looking at it. The three girls stood staring at the ring for a moment, examing it, than sighed.
"I suppose we should bring it to lost and found," Diana said."Do you want to come with me Draco?"
"Sure," Draco smiled.
"No!" The other four yelled, Diana and Draco jumped as they did this. "Um . . . I'm sure Ron and I can do it," Harry smiled, taking the ring from her.
"Suit yourself," Diana said.
"So did you find anything on dreams?" Harry asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah!" Diana said, pulling a book out of a bag. It was ten times bigger than Hermione's biggest book.
"Wow!" Ron gasped. "So Hermione, how about some light reading?" Hermione looked over and glared as the rest of the group laughed.
"Why are you investigating dreams?" Hermione asked, in a snobbish manner. "Dreams are just rubbish." Diana and Harry both looked at each other.
"Well I disagree," Sara said. "One time, my mom had her dream that her friend was going to die, a week later see did. They tell the future." Diana began to laugh. "What's so funny?"
"They don't tell the future!" Diana laughed. Suddenly Harry began to join with her.
"Well than what?" Sara looked annoyed. Everyone than looked Diana for an answer, she didn't know what to say.
"That's what I got the book for," Diana said. " To find out."
"Time to go!" Snape yelled.
"Oh please!" Sirius yelled, following behind Severus.
"No!We are not getting a fury couch!" Snape yelled stubbornly.
"Oh please!" Sirius begged.
"Sirius, just give up," Diana laughed, walking over to her uncle. Harry slipped the ring into his pocket as she did this, and then followed her. "Not that I'd want a fury couch anyway." She smiled, rolling her eyes at the thought.
"I would love a fury couch!" Sara smiled clapping her hands together. Ron turned around and gawked.
"Sometimes you scare me," Diana said, turning her head to talk to Sara.
"Are you ever going to pull you nose out of the stupid book?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, but if you don't leave me alone long enough to finish the chapter then I won't!" Diana yelled.
"Oh," Ron said. "So Hermione, what' ja reading?"
"A book," Hermione said, looking up from her book glaring.
"What type of book?" Ron asked.
"Ron!" Diana yelled. "Leave Hermione and I alone!"
"Yeah," Harry added. "It's annoying me just to listen to you trying to annoy them."
"Your just defending your girlfriend,"Ron teased.
Just then, a tall, blonde guy walked into their compartment. "Excuse me," he said.
"Yes," Hermione said, upon noticing the young man. Diana noticed Hermione's fluttering her eyelaces.
" Do you happen to know how much longer until we get to Hogwarts?" He asked. "I'm a new teacher, and I've never been there."
"About six hours," Ron said.
"Um . . . What are you teaching?" Diana asked.
"Oh! Dueling," he said. " I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Professor William Spam."
"Spam," Diana giggled. "As in the meat that comes in the can?"
"Yeah," William said dully. "Maybe I should have everyone call me Professor Will."
"I think that would work," Hermione said, sitting up straight in her seat. Diana and Ron looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Harry looked Will over. Harry thought he looked very filamiar, but he just couldn't place him. Will was tall and muscular, with blonde hair and dark eyes. He noticed how he flirted around with the girls, and how he carried himself. He seemed like a nice guy, at first. But as continued to observe him something seemed dark, and evil.
"Oh! I'm Hermione, the blonde on is Diana, the red head is Ron, and the one by the window is . . ."
"Harry Potter, I know," Will smiled at Harry. Harry smiled back, and then looked out the window.
"So, dueling is turning into a class?" Diana asked.
"Yeah," Will answered. "It's a class that all seventh years are required to take."
"Oh! It was required at my old school from fourth year on to take Dueling," Diana said.
"You went to Salem, didn't you?" Will asked.
"How did you know?" Diana asked. This immedately drew back Harry's attention.
"Your acsent," Will said. " I was born in Massachetts, but my family moved me to London two years later."
"So, why didn't you go to Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.
"Cause my parents were both teachers at another school," Will said.
"Oh! What did they teach?" Diana asked.
"My mom teaches Defence Against the Dark Arts, and my dad teaches Potions," Will smiled.
"So did mine!" Diana yelled.
"No!" Will yelled, not believing what Diana just said.
"Yes!" Diana smiled. Harry rolled his eyes and looked back out the window.
Everyone, expect Harry, talked to Will for almost the rest of the six hours of the train ride. "Well," Hermione looked at her watch. " We're almost at Hogwarts."
"I should probably go," Will said. "I have some stuff to finish before we get there."
"Oh, well, see you at the ceremony," Hermione smiled, as Will left the compartment.
" Thank God!" Harry said under his breath.
"First years!" Hagrid yelled, as all four looked over at him.
"Can you believe that's the last time we'll hear that?" Hermione said.
"No," Ron sighed.
" Remember our plan Ron," Diana whispered over to him.
" Oh yeah," Ron smiled.
Diana walked over and wrapped her arms around Harry. "Hey Mr. Anti- social!" Harry smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
They climb into the carage and departed for Hogwarts. " This is the last time that we're going to do this either," Hermione sniffed.
" This is the first and last time I'll ever do this," Diana said, looking out her window. "I've never seen Hogwarts from this perpsective."
" Yeah, Hogwarts looks so magical from there," Hermione smiled.
"It's cause it is magical," Ron rolled his eyes.
Diana smiled as see looked out the window. Suddenly, everything about it looked different. Diana turned and looked at Harry, but it wasn't Harry . . . it was Godric. She felt short of breath, and then everything went black . . .