Piper looked at Harry, amused. This was the boy who had said the password outside for her. How could she have forgotten it? Libra was her star sign. "Oh, well." She said to Harry, "I'll go to my dormitory now. It seems to have calmed down." She was lying, Fleckter was still looking for her, but she would be safe from him in the dormitories as boys couldn't go in there, but girls could go in the boys. "No, it hasn't, you know that. What's the matter, Piper?" Piper sighed, "My parents died recently, and-and, well...Dumbledore." "What about him?" Harry said quickly, he didn't really like Dumbledore that much any more as he had kept Harry in the dark for several years. "Well...he..sort of.." Piper trailed off. "I think he killed them." Harry frowned and shook his head. "No, Dumbledore would never do that." Piper started to cry, obviously this was a painful subject for her. "Sorry-but, you know..." She murmured. "It's hard." She finished. Harry nodded. "My parents died ages ago." He whispered. "Voldermort killed them." Piper looked at him, determination on her face. "He couldn't have done that to mine. I only left them for a while..." She rubbed her right forearm, subconsciously. Harry's attention was immediately alerted. "Does it hurt?" he asked her. "What?" Piper looked up at him. "Your arm." Harry explained. "Does it hurt?" "Oh, yeah." Piper shrugged, "Most of the time, actually." "Maybe you should go and see Madame Pompfrey." Harry suggested. "No!" Piper said quickly, "I mean, it doesn't hurt that much."

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