Harry banged on the door to the classroom that April was using.
"What are you doing past curfew Potter?" sneered Snape behind Harry. Harry spun around.
"I needed to speak to April"
"Miss. Marsden to you and I do not think that it would be wise-" Snape started to say.
"I had another dream." Harry snapped at Snape. Snape went pale but before he could say anything the door opened and April appeared in the doorway.
"Harry." She said surprised then looked up and saw Snape. "Snivellus." Snape's lips went very thin and he clenched his knuckles. "Harassing my godson are you?" Snape let out a shaky breath.
"Any more attitude like that Potter and I might help you fail my potions class." He said. He looked up at April and didn't say anything, he just left and went towards the dungeons.
"But I didn't do anything." Harry said confused.
"Don't worry about him." April said, "Why did you come to see me?"
"I had another dream." Harry said quickly. April looked slightly alarmed and closed the door.
"What about?"
"Well nothing important but it was in this old room and there was a wall full of names, they could have been family trees but there were the names of the Hogwarts founders at the top and right at the bottom was Voldemort's name, I didn't see any other names but he said something about the prophecy." Harry said quickly. April scowled and nodded.
"The Prophecy." She said quietly. "The stupid thing." She wandered over to a desk and opened a drawer and wrote a note on a piece of Parchment.
"Castra!" April said loudly. The house elf slipped into the room discretely. "Give this to Dumbledore." April said handing the house elf the letter. He nodded and left the room, "Where's Shoner?" April asked Harry curiously.
"Oh, he's at Grimmauld place. I asked him to stay there and keep Sirius company and to help look after the place because Kreacher is a bit useless." Harry said. April smirked and sighed. She looked at her desk and her eyes darted over everything on the slightly messy desk. She frowned then opened a few drawers and sighed as she pulled out a photo. She went to Harry and told him to sit down. April sat next to Harry and handed him the photo.
"This was your first photo." April said. Harry stared at the photo. He was in the young April's arms, the young April was holding him and wiggling a finger in he belly and laughing lightly at the baby. Harry smiled and put a hand on the photo.
"You were really pretty." Harry said looking at April. She laughed.
"Pretty? That was your mum, she had the beauty, Jenny had the brains and I had the popularity." April said. "Only thing was your mum only had eyes for your dad, even before they started dating each other." April looked at the photo sadly, "Hours before this photo was taken, Voldemort had attacked your house and tried to kill your parents just as you were born." Harry stared at April.
"He attacked while I was born?" Harry asked. April nodded,
"Of course Dumbledore came to the rescue and we had Mrs. Potter there as well." April said.
"My mum?" Harry asked.
"Your grandma." April said, "It was quite eventful." April said smiling, "and then there was the whole thing with you and that damn snitch that used to belong to James."
"You mean this?" Harry asked, he put his hand into pocket and pulled out the snitch, he liked to keep it close as he felt some sort of connection with his dad whenever he touched it. April took it and stared at it.
"That drove L-" April stopped and bit her lip. "It drove your mum mad but it was the only thing that would keep you quiet." April seemed to be enjoying telling Harry all this. "And I want you to know something that was your mum's greatest secret before she died." April said. Harry looked at April curiously. "If it hadn't been for Voldemort you would have had a brother or a sister." Harry thought he'd misheard. He didn't respond for a while but when he was totally sure of what April had said he looked at her in shock.
"Did my dad know?" Harry asked.
"Last time I saw him? No but I suspect he was told." April said. Harry felt a surge of anger rise in him, he knew it was his own anger and he stood up wanting to punch something. He had always had sympathy for being orphaned and he had always felt lonely and in some ways an odd one out at Hogwarts and before that and now he found out he could have had a companion, a younger sibling! Harry turned around and kicked Jenny's beanbag angrily.
"Harry." April said slightly alarmed. She stood up and put a hand on his shoulder. "I know what it would feel like." Harry turned on April.
"You didn't grow up not knowing your parents." Harry shouted, "and I discover that my mum was pregnant again when she was killed! I could have had a friend for life if-" Harry couldn't carry on he was so angry.
"You think I don't know what it's like to lose people I love?" April asked the young boy. He was almost half her age and he seemed to think he felt more then April. "I lost one of my best friends and your mum's parents when I was seventeen, I lost my sister otherwise known as your mum, my fiancé, two friends and my own parents when I was twenty. I've seen things you couldn't imagine Harry so stop this sympathy route I've heard so much about, you're not the only one who have lost ones you've loved to Voldemort and what makes it worse is that you may have lost your parents to Voldemort. Voldemort killed almost all my friends and family himself." April said angrily at the slightly stunned teenager. Harry looked at April in surprise. Her eyes so bright it was like they were on fire.
"Lily, James and Sirius were the only people in my life who made it worth living, can you imagine what it felt like for me to lose them ALL in less then twenty four hours? The only reason I carried on was because I found out I was pregnant and because Remus returned from wherever he was so why make such a big fuss about Voldemort making your life hell? Don't you ever give a thought to those outside the castle? Many people would love to get their revenge on Voldemort because they've lost a lot more then parents, look at Susan Bones but it just so happens that you are the only one with the power to destroy him, the only one with enough nerve." Harry looked at April with a new respect. He had never thought about anything she had just said, of course others would have lost loved ones to Voldemort. Harry's anger seeped away from his body and he stared at April. He could see tears in her eyes and she was shaking slightly.
"Get to your common room quickly. Come back tomorrow for your Occlumency lesson." April said quietly. Harry nodded and started for the door.
"April." Harry said quietly, not wanting to anger her any more.
"What Harry?" She snapped.
"Who's Jenny's dad?" Harry asked. "Does he know about Jenny?"
"He knows about Jenny but he doesn't know she's his daughter. Now go Harry." April said. Harry nodded quickly and left the room. Harry ran to his dorm as quickly as he could and had a glass of water from the jug that was on the windowsill next to Neville's bed. He drank it quickly and looked out over the frosted grounds.
Everything had gone from his mind, the dream, Jenny, Hermione and Quidditch and April's words filled his head. He had never heard anyone spill their heart out like that before, never had anyone tell him to just be quiet. It was quite shocking and it had shaken Harry slightly. Of course other people had lost friends and family, Harry knew that, but it had never struck him how selfish he was actually being until he met April. Of course April now had Sirius back but they didn't seem to like each other. Wormtail was still alive but Harry very much doubted that April wanted to see him after what he did. Harry pressed his forehead against the window.
Ron gave a snore and Harry heard Dean turn in his bed. Harry stared towards the whomping willow and saw someone sitting in one of it's branches. Harry screwed up his eyes and saw the moon shining against the person's blond hair. There was another figure below it, a figure with bright red hair, handing the figure in the tree a large bag. Jenny, Harry guessed it was her, took the bag and tied it to the topmost branches of the whomping Willow before jumping out moments before the willow came back to life. The two disappeared and Harry looked slightly surprised.
Harry turned towards his bed and realised he still wore his quidditch robes. He quickly changed and climbed into his bed. Harry's mind, again wandered to what Dumbledore had told him the previous year about a power that Harry possessed and Voldemort did not. It had been his heart that had saved Harry. What did that mean? What did his heart do? What was one of the most powerful things in the world, what was behind the locked door at the department of mysteries? Harry thought of everything that he had that Voldemort didn't, friends, a sort of family, loyalties, Dumbledore. Which one did Dumbledore mean? The department of mysteries couldn't keep any of those things locked up. Harry turned over and fell into an uneasy sleep.