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A Ghostly Encounter Part 4
Lisa woke up late the next morning, which was a Saturday, to the sound of Cecilia trying to persuade her to get up. "Lisa, come on! We're going to Hogsmeade today," she said excitedly as she left to find Andrew and Harry. Lisa got up and went over to her wardrobe. Picking out jeans and a t-shirt, she dressed in them and took a jacket with her.
Down in the common room, Harry, Andrew, and Cecilia sat on the couch. "Did you wake her up?" Harry asked, as Cecilia sat next to him.
"Yeah, when I left she was getting out of bed."
"Bloody hell, can she take any longer? I want to get to Zonko's before all the Dung bombs are gone," Andrew complained.
"Don't worry, your Dung bombs are intact," Lisa said behind them. "Well let's go down to breakfast." They went through the portrait hole and down to the Great Hall. Sitting somewhere in the middle of the Gryffindor Table, Lisa and Harry were conversing as Cecilia and Andrew talked with other Gryffindors.
"You look really tired," Harry said to her as he piled more food unto his plate.
"Well I feel tired hot-shot. Harry, I hope you don't mind answering you this, but where did you get your name from?"
"Oh, I got my name from err Harry Potter. You see, twenty-four years ago my parents met at Hogwarts. They became best friends and they also had another best friend, Harry Potter. When Potter died at the end of their Seventh Year, my parents got married and named me Harry after him."
"Oh," it was all Lisa could muster. After breakfast, Cecilia and Lisa walked along down the front of Hogwarts to get to the gates. Harry and Andrew had already gone down to Hogsmeade with a bunch of other Gryffindor boys.
"You've become good friends with Harry, huh?" Cecilia asked out of no where.
"I guess you could say that."
"Did you know that Andrew and I are related to him?"
"You are?"
"Yes, my mum is Harry's aunt. His dad is my mum's sister."
"Who's your father?"
"My father's Neville Longbottom. My mum and dad met at Hogwarts like Harry's parents. You know, you remind me of Harry's sister."
"I didn't know Harry has a sister."
"Well you probably wouldn't notice her. She looks nothing like Harry."
"But at the station, I saw Harry and his parents at the station, but I didn't see a girl with them."
"That's because Charlotte, Harry's sister, doesn't like to be seen with her parents."
"Why not?"
"Because, Harry's mum is muggle-born and most people know it. Charlotte hates muggle-borns even her own mum. That's probably why she was sorted into Slytherin. Harry looks like his mum, right?"
"Yeah, except his hair isn't all brushy."
"Yeah well, Charlotte looks like Uncle Ron. That's probably why you've passed her in the corridor and never noticed her."
"I see." By this time, Cecilia and Lisa had gotten into Hogsmeade. But they were greeted by a tall, slim, red-head.
"Hello Cecilia."
"Hi Charlotte. Um, this is Lisa Chang." Lisa smiled and held out her hand. But Charlotte looked down at it as if it were toxic. Lisa took back her arm meekly.
"Pleasure I'm sure. Well, have you two seen Harry around?"
"Shouldn't he be in Zonko's with Andrew?" Cecilia asked.
"I was there, but there was no Harry. Do you think he could be in the Shrieking Shack?"
"I think so. Can you please tell them to stay out of there? The whole thing might collapse on them," Cecilia exclaimed.
"Of course, bye Cecilia," Charlotte waved and left up a hall to a swaying, old house. "Well, you see what I mean?"
"Yeah, yeah I do." The pair entered Honeydukes' and started to look around at all the candies. Lisa couldn't shake off the feeling like Charlotte knew she was half muggle. After paying for their candy, the two girls exited the shop laughing at a story Cecilia was telling to Lisa about when Harry was a child.
"Then he ate a Ton-Tongue toffee that Uncle George had accidentally left behind. Auntie Hermione was sooo mad! She levitated Uncle George to the ceiling and threatened to let him fall!"
"Oh my gosh! Poor Harry!" She laughed as she held her stomach.
"Oh no Cecilia, you're not telling her the story about the toffee," Harry said when he and Andrew came up from behind them.
"Of course I'm telling her. When his tongue grew, he starting bawling like a baby!"
"Oi, I remember that day!" Andrew said. Then the three of them started to laugh at Harry's expense.
"Bloody hell, why don't you eat one of those toffees and we'll see whose laughing then," he said, joining in the laughter.
"Harry?" A voice came behind them, and all four stopped instantly. Charlotte came and turned Harry around. "Where were you! I've been looking everywhere! I went into the Shrieking Shack and you weren't there!" Charlotte had gotten red from the shouting. Cecilia and Andrew couldn't hold in their laughter as she continued to shout.
"Since when has it been your business to know where I am?" Harry asked sternly.
"Because you're my brother."
"Oh please, you hate the fact that you're part muggle. So stop making me having to take all your anger!"
"Ha, trust me if you weren't my brother, I could curse you along with Victor and Gwen!" That was the final thing that came out of Charlotte's mouth that day as she left to the Three Broomsticks. Harry started to leave up to the castle.
"Great, Harry's mad now and we still have till sundown to stay at Hogsmeade. I really wanted a butterbeer," Andrew complained.
"You guys go get your butterbeers. I'll talk to Harry," Lisa said as she started to walk after him. "Harry," Lisa said simply as she caught up to him. She could see trances of tears that had gone down his face. Quickly wiping the new tears that flowed down, he turned away.
"What are you doing here Lisa? Shouldn't you be in the Three Broomsticks with Andrew and Cecilia?"
"I should, but you seemed really upset. I just don't understand why Andrew and Cecilia just leave you be?"
"Because this has happened before…"
"It has?"
"Yeah, I guess they're use to it now. I don't hate Charlotte, it's just that…"
"That she gets on your nerves?" Lisa injected.
"Mmhm. I have no idea how she became like this? I mean, ever since You-Know-Who died, I thought this prejudice would end, that all this evil would disappear and it never did."
"Harry, there could be no good without evil. I'm sorry to say, but there'll always be hope and those who try to make this world a better place. Like you…" Lisa said, smiling. Harry smiled back sadly as they entered the nearly enter Entrance Hall except for a few First Year Gryffindors. The out of no where, Harry Potter popped in right next to Lisa. She gave a shriek.
"Are you okay?" Harry W. asked as he stopped her.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine. It's just that I saw a mice scurry along the floor," she said, trying to hide the truth.
"Sorry," Harry Potter said.
"It's fine, just don't pop out of no where again," Lisa said softly to him.
"Excuse me?" Harry W. asked, with a strange look on his face.
"Huh, on nothing. I was just thinking out loud to myself."
"Um, can we talk?" Harry Potter asked. Lisa nodded and turned to Harry W.
"I'm going to the bathroom, think you can get to the common room on your own?"
"Yeah, yeah I can," Harry W. answered with a strange look on his face.
Lisa left to the library instead, with Harry P. trailing behind her. Sitting at a table in the back, she and Harry sat opposite each other. "I need your help," Harry said finally.
"With what?"
"I need you to make me move on."
"Move on? What do you mean by move on?"
"Why do you think you're the only one that can see me? I think you were meant to help me move on to my next life."
"But, why?"
"There's nothing left for me here. And now that you've come along, I can finally go see my mother and father. Please, you've got to help me," Harry begged.
"There are very few if any spells in the world let alone in this library to help you move on," she whispered, thinking.
"Did you take a look in the restricted section?"
"Oh, no. You are not going to make me go into the Restricted Section, I've already gotten detention and it's only been a week," she hissed.
"This will help. Ask Harry for his Invisibility cloak."
"Harry has an Invisibility cloak!" Lisa hissed rather to louder. Looking over at Madame Pince, she had a very sour look on her face as she stared back.
"It was from my father, but I put it in Ron's possession before I died and I guess he handed it down to Harry. Hermione wouldn't like it at all if she found out he had that."
"Well I've got to go, Harry might be wondering what's taking me so long in the loo."
"Right, well bye. And thanks, you don't know how much this is going to help me." Lisa smiled as Harry dematerialized.
Lisa run up to the common room and found Harry sitting by the fire on the rug doing his Charms essay. "Hey, sorry I took so long."
"No problem at all," he said.
"Harry I need to ask you something."
"Anything," he said, looking up at her. She had sitted herself in front of him.
"I need to barrow your Invisibility cloak for tonight," Lisa said.
"How did you know I had one?"
"Well I ah, Andrew told me," she lied. Lisa knew instantly that he could tell it was a lie, but went alone with it anyways.
"You can use it, but what are you going to use it for?"
"I need to do a little research in the library, in the Restricted Section."
"Lisa, not even I have been in the Restricted Section. What book do you need?"
"Just a book."
"Fine, I'll give to you after dinner," Harry finally said.
"Thanks, you don't know how much this means to me," Lisa said, hugging him. Harry looked sheepish and turned red as he went back to his essay.