That night, Harry couldn't sleep at all. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. He got up quietly and went down to the common room, lit a fire and sat there thinking. The look on Sarah's face when they confronted her was painful. Her problems with her father were bad enough, but throwing an eating disorder into the mix made it lethel.
He heard soft footsteps behind and turned looked down the hall. Sarah came in, wearing a black tanktop and black pajama bottoms. She walked in slowly and sat down in a chair across from Harry and didn't look at him for a while. Harry's eyes turned back to the fire, and after a while Sarah sighed and muttered something that sounded like, "Sorry." Harry looked up at her.
She had tears falling down her face. "I shouldn't have yelled. And you're right. This isn't something to ignore." Harry nodded.
"How long has this been going on?"
"A month now." she sighed. "I do eat sometimes and keep it in my system, I just don't eat very much."
"Can I ask why you're doing this?" She smirked as though the answer was obvious.
"Because I'm miserable."
"How so?"
"My dad mostly. I just wish there was some way I could prove to him that I'm just as good as a witch."
"Have you tried talking to him?"
"Yeah. He listens when he wants to which is rare."
"Then you should tell him about this. Maybe he'll want to help you." She shook her head.
"He won't."
"You don't know that." Sarah smiled and shook her head.
"You are very stubborn aren't you?" she muttered.
"Sometimes." Sarah nodded.
"I guess I'll talk to him. Tomorrow."
"I'll come with if you want." offered Harry.
"Thanks, but no thanks. This is something I have to do alone." Harry got up and patted her on the shoulder.
"You're brave Sarah. I know this is something hard to admit to."
"Especially to my dad. But I'll try."
"Okay. Well, now that you've put me at ease, I'm going to bed." Sarah raised an eyebrow.
"You mean to tell me that all this time you were up because you were worried about me?" Harry nodded. Sarah smiled and stood up and hugged him. "Thanks. No one's ever done that for me before." She withdrew and left towards the girls dormitories. Along the way, she tripped and fell, using her hands to break her fall. Harry laughed, and she stood up, blushing a little. "I'm okay," she muttered and hurried off to her room. Harry went back to bed and fell asleep much easier.