The past never leaves....

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**Remus tightened his grip on her. She looked up at him still behind the door and nodded very slowly. Remus nodded back and let go of her arm and let her do it on her own. Hayley took every ounce of courage she could muster and turned the corner....

The entire hall gasped as she turned that corner, especially the expression coming for the emerald-eyed raven-haired boy sitting at the Gryffindor table. **

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Hayley's heart sank into the bottomless pit of her stomach. She couldn't move, literally. She suddenly forgot the process of moving the bodily functions.

Remus tried to push her forward but she couldn't and wouldn't budge or move at all. All the faces being shot her way was causing her so much pain and sweat extending from her hairline she was glued to the stone cold floor.

She slowly began to back up, and Remus seeing this put his hand behind her back to keep her in place. She still tried to push the hand away with her back pressure and run from the Great Hall, but Remus wasn't letting her go anywhere.

Remus began to push on her back shoving her forward slightly. She slowly took a step forward wanting nothing more then to take a step backward and run.

Hayley started to walk up to the teachers table that looked at her point of view to be at least miles away as she walked. She was walking between the two tables out of all the four in the hall. As she walked she slowly took in all the faces being aimed at her.

Mostly all the boys were sitting wide eyed and there mouths hanging open. The girls, on the other hand; some where sitting with wide eyes and hands over there mouths, and some just staring at Hayley like it was the first time they laid there eyes on a human being.

Remus and Hayley were now half way there. As they walked Hayley watched as Remus was staring at the table to her right. He was staring at one of the students who Hayley couldn't tell at the precise moment at how she was just trying to keep her eyes focused on the table that lay ahead of her. All the teachers expressions where slightly the same as the students, most if not all had there mouth gaped at her, but there eyes weren't as huge as the students had been. This calmed Hayley down a bit.

Once Remus and herself reached the bottom of the platform he led her up the stairs to the teachers table. Hayley was now breathing extremely hard when she spotted the stool to her left, which held upon it a ratty old brown hat.

Remus pushed Hayley over to the middle of the table where stood a very tall old man with his sliver hair falling down below his belt. He had robes of light green lime and half moon glasses that beneath Hayley could have sworn he had eyes that could have been seen from London to France. She jumped back a few feet of the Professor a little surprised as that moment all the teachers took there seat and still looked at the three still standing before them.

Hayley didn't need to ask who this man was. She could have guessed it from all the times her parents had described his looks to her.

"Hayley this is Head Master Albus Dumbledore," said Remus pushing her a little forward to greet her new Head Master.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Hayley," said Dumbledore. He took his hand in hers and shook it slightly, she returned the gesture; trying not to be rude but still slightly nervous at the tingling feeling in her stomach.

That's when Hayley felt it. She felt eyes upon her, like someone was glaring at her and the Head Master somewhere in the crowd. She didn't know how she felt it, but she did. The eyes were burning a hole in the back of her head it felt so surreal. A feeling that was telling her to turn around and look at the source, but Hayley shook the feeling out of her head and continued to greet Dumbledore.

Once Dumbledore dropped her hand, Remus led her over to the end of the Table. Hayley's eyes went huge as she saw the man accompanying the seat before her. He had beady black eyes, and hair so bushy Hayley would have betted a comb hasn't touched it in nearly ten years. She had the feeling if this man stood up he would be about ten heads taller then her. Something that wasn't pleasing her. The man pushed his chair back and stood up. As Hayley had suspected the man was exactly maybe more ten heads taller and more built then her.

"Hayley this is your Care of Magical Creatures teacher Professor Hagrid," said Remus looking at Hagrid with a slight appease look, like he was telling Hagrid to calm down a bit and be gentle, something that wasn't making any sense to Hayley or comforting her.

"Nice to meet you sir," said Hayley extending her hand to his, but that was clearly something that Hagrid wasn't going to accept from Hayley. Instead he pulled her into a deep bone crushing hug, and that's when Remus look had suddenly made sense to her. She was now more scared then she had felt at the door. She didn't know this man at all, and here he stood, hugging her for dear life; acting like an old friend being reunited with someone he had loved and missed dearly.

Once Hagrid had finally released her he placed both his hands on Hayley's shoulder causing her to fall to the ground before Remus caught her around the waist and set her back on her feet. "Sorry 'bout that," said Hagrid. Once Remus helped Hayley back up she now could see tears running down Hagrid's face sinking into his beard.

Suddenly Hagrid released his eyes off Hayley and placed them into the depths of the crowd. Hayley looked at him for only a second confused before turning and following his gaze into the zoo of pupils still staring at them or more prohibit to saying they were looking at her; Remus hand still placed on her shoulder.

Once Hayley eyes scanned the hall it wasn't hard to find the person Hagrid was looking at. Giving the fact that he was probably the only living soul in this Hall whose eyes and mouth had regained control and wasn't staring at her like some robot from hell like the rest of his piers.

Given the distance between the boy and her, she just had the feeling that his eyes were dark sparkling emerald. The boy smiled nervously at her as she finally caught his eye. But Hayley didn't return the gesture. She turned her head back around to Remus who was also staring at the boy. Hayley then looked at Hagrid who was now staring from Hayley to the boy back and forth. And as for the rest of the Hall they all were staring at Hayley and Hayley only.

Hagrid finally stopped his pacing between the boy and girl, and now just stared at Hayley. Remus instead was smiling at Dumbledore which Hayley wasn't understanding much. Remus pushed Hayley down the row of teachers; introducing one after the other, but only none to take the effect Hagrid had towards her. But one thing was for sure, after she had shook hands with the last teacher, she already knew she wasn't going to like the third hand she shook. The Potions Master; even if she had been in this castle less then twenty minutes she just had that feeling. The introducing with Snake, no Snape had been one Hayley had a feeling was going to last like that for the rest of the year.

After the last hand shake took place between Hayley and some teacher she thought she remembered the name by Ms. Faith was it? (AN~ I have a feeling there are more then just the teacher JK.R describes to us in the books, so I'm going to add a bit more in)

Now Remus was leading her over to the stool where the old hat lay upon still restless and dirtier then ever. Hayley remembered being told of this hat many, many times from Hogwarts. She wasn't scared of it, just scared where it will put her future and friends along the way.

As Hayley stood behind the stool, another chair scraped the stone floor, as another teacher rose from there seat and started walking over to Hayley and Remus.

This teacher, despite how stricken she looked was very kind toward Hayley when they had shook hands, and she had the feeling that she was going to like the class she taught very so.

The teacher walked over to mainly Remus and stopped before them. Remus smiled at her and nodded his head as he did when Hayley was introduced. She smiled back at him and then to Hayley. Hayley smiled sweetly trying to get her sucking-up-teacher-pet-time in now, rather then getting off to a bad start. Hayley had never seen or been a teachers pet, and she surely wasn't one with Mrs. Kenbreak..rest a sure!

The witch leaned forward and picked up the old ratty hat and gestured for Hayley to sit. Hayley didn't want to sit. She had already got entering the Great Hall over with, but she didn't think she could cope with the fact that the whole school was getting the chance to watch her get sorted.

"It's alright dear," said Professor McGonagall putting a hand on Hayley's shoulder and gesturing her forward towards the stool. Hayley looked at Remus giving him another pleading look, but he just smiled at her and stepped back slightly towards Hagrid to get a better view of the scene.

Hayley already more scared then she had been seconds before, turned her head towards the thousands of pupils still looking at her like she was the most beautiful list thing they had ever seen. Or so that was the look Hayley was concluding was coming from the boys, especially the boys to her far right. (Slytherins)

Professor McGonagall walked forward again with the hat held tightly in her hands a small smile on her old ravened face. Hayley not really having experienced this before; instinct taking over, she titled her head back and shook the raven hair out of her eyes before the hat could be placed on her head.

That's when everything happened in fast motion, motion to fast for Hayley to take in or handle.

McGonagall screamed and dropped the hat before Hayley's feet and stood there very pale and wide eyed. The younger students sitting close to the front of the Hall at just the middle tables, gasped too as there eyes went huge and mouth dropped, just as McGonagall's had.

Hayley turned to look at Remus for some sort of help or question as to what was happening, but he was already dashing to her side. All the other teachers were trying to get a peak at Hayley as she turned her head, trying to figure out what had caused all the commotion.

All the students in the back part were either whispering franticly to there neighbors' or craning there necks to get a better view.

Remus though Hayley couldn't figure out how, already knew what the problem was. He reached forward and gently pulled the hair that had fallen before the incident had took place and moved it back over her pale face. That's when Hayley noticed he was setting the hair directly over where her scar had laid.

"Minerva?" asked Remus, in a snappy sort of tone. Remus had placed an arm on Hayley's shoulder causing her from getting up and just running from the hall. McGonagall very slowly at that, closed her mouth, and shrank her eyes back to there normal size. Though she was still gazing at Hayley in the way she was before, a look that was like she couldn't see her there or something.

"I'm - I'm s-sorry, er -- yes the - sorting," said McGonagall, looking directly towards Dumbledore with a look that Hayley read as 'Meet me after dinner.'

The students slowly settled back down and stopped there commotions and loudness to the unexcused absents. All though it took a couple of glares and yells from the teachers to finally get them to shut their mouths and listen, which they did patiently.

McGonagall walked forwards yet again, but this time there was no cheery smile on her face, and Remus wasn't standing near Hagrid, now that he was still standing on Hayley's left, with his hand still placed on her shoulder...slowly comforting her in ways she didn't know how. Hayley took no regard to push the hair out of her eyes, now that she knew what a riot it starts but didn't know how or exactly why.

McGonagall slowly approached Hayley, walking as if she was walking toward something with a deadly disease, but after passing seconds and suspense stares, the hat was finally placed on the raven head, not supremely surprised that the hat didn't fall beyond her ear point. The brimmed opened and a voice spoke in Hayley's ear....a very husky voice.

"Ah ha - another Potter!"

"What," asked Hayley at the voice. She knew she was the only one who could hear it speak, now that Remus and McGongall had stepped back slightly away from her. Something she wasn't comfortable with at all.

'Wait Potter but....Glenwood.'

"Yes it's all right here in your background, your bloodline everything I see. Clever - smart -- powerful, ooo yes very powerful I see, but something else is there. - Yes something very much, something worthy of all - Bravery.

"Yes two things very worthy of all, great things shall come your way I'm sure, great things, great discoveries, but where to put you. Bravery and so much power you would do very well in Slytherin yes, very good, great things, but there is too much bravery here yes, yes only one place..

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The entire Hall erupted with cheers and screams as the Hat was removed from Hayley's head. One of the tables second off from the left stood up clapping and cheering. Clapping and appropriate smiles were flashing through the Hall also, but the most excitement was coming from the table with students standing up already to greet there new house mate.

Remus walked back over to Hayley with a smile so big she couldn't help but smile back at him. Hayley watched as Remus looked over at Hagrid with a weird sort of reproachful look and then over to Dumbledore then back to the table that was still standing on its feet; cheering and clapping.

Hayley slowly stood from the stool looking over the Hall. The students at the table slowly lowered there yelling and clapping and sat quietly with the rest of the Hall. McGongall came up from behind Hayley and grabbed the stool with one last scared smile at her and walked off towards a back way door behind Hagrid. Hayley was now confused. She had just been sorted into Gryffindor, a house she knew she was going to get sorted into from her father's side of the family, but which table was it?

"I told you, you'd do great," said Remus walking up to the side of her.

Hayley looked back over at the teachers table behind her. Each teacher was smiling at her proudly, all but one, and no doubt that was Professor Snake, no Snape. She was going to have to learn that fast or else there first class together would not be a good one.

"Go on and sit down then Hayley," said Remus smiling at her sweetly, Hayley looked at Remus and smiled back at him. This man had done a lot for Hayley tonight, he made her conquer one of her biggest fears she had been endearing half her life; entering a new school. Now all that mattered was making a reputation in the school and Hayley hoped it wouldn't be "Richey Bitch," as before.

"Thank you Remus," said Hayley. She leaned forward and gave him a quick hug around the stomach; he hugged her back in a fatherly manner as in a protective way that told Hayley she was safe here. A manner that comforted Hayley a lot. Before pulling away and giving him one last smile, she started heading off the platform.

That's when she noticed she had forgotten which table was the Gryffindor table. She began looking around the Hall for some sort of sign baring 'Gryffindor' over one of the tables. But Hayley saw no such thing. She turned back to Remus with a confused look on her face. He smiled at her again and pointed to the table in front of her. Hayley turned to the table, and sighing as she began walking down it. Every step she took eyes all over the Hall followed her, not to mention everywhere she looked at the table looked to be to full to sit, and now since she wasn't being covered by Remus or Hagrid she had a free quick bolt from the Hall.

Right as Hayley was pondering over this decision as she kept on walking down between the two long tables; containing the students now looking at her again with wide eyes and whispers. A girl some what down to the far end stood up, and walked over to Hayley a huge smile etched across her face.

She looked extremely friendly and judging by the look on her face, she was coming over here to be just so. The first thing Hayley took in was her hair, bushy brown.

She smiled again at Hayley again and Hayley (knowing that making friends was the next thing on the list) smiled back. She extended her hand slowly in front of her and said:

"Hermione Granger."

Hayley took the hand firmly and shook it smiling as she did so.

"Hayley Glenwood."

"Nice to meet you Hayley, come sit over here there's a seat saved," said Hermione pulling Hayley towards the far end where she had gotten up before. Once they reached the table Hermione let go of her hand and started gesturing to everyone.

"Hayley - this is Seamus Finnegan, Neville Longbottom, oh and that down there waving to us is Ginny Weasley, -- this is Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, Pati Patril, and this is Ron Weasley that's also Ginny's brother, and er -everyone this is Hayley Glenwood."

"Hi Hayley," said Dean, Seamus, and Neville, all in unison, all giving her expressions of dogs drooling all over there food.

"Here Hayley sit," said Hermione sitting down and patting the spot next to her.

Right as Hayley flipped one leg over the bench she felt a hand grip her shoulder. She instantly through her head back towards the source, and followed it up the forearm till her emerald orbs met dark silver.

"Sorry to bother you, -- Draco Malfoy Slytherin," he said to her. All though Hayley even half noticed he had spoken to her; she was to lost in his eyes.

Hayley may have not been very well known to having boyfriends, or even guys for friends for that matter. And every boy she had ever met had been the ugliest and last she hoped. But as she looked into this boy's eyes she knew he was no Ernie Marconi.

He let go of her shoulder and extended his hand out in front of her. Hayley grabbed the table for balance. Why was she acting like some fool all of the sudden, falling for this boy? The Hayley back home wouldn't have acted like this; who hated boys or at least the ones she knew, but Hayley knew this one would be different, not to mention extremely cute in her opinion.

"H-Hayley Glenwood," she said grabbing his hand also as he shook it. His touch was cold, but Hayley only half noticed it as she was still staring into his eyes, as he was her.

"Well Hayley since I know your new to the school how about one day when were not busy I give you a tour," he asked his voice getting a bit snarling towards her. That's when he stopped shaking her hand, and slowly raised it to his lips, planting a soft kiss onto the tip of her skin. Hayley felt shivers shoot down her body at his touch and his lips on her hand.

"I'd l-love that Draco."

That's when Hayley felt it again. The glare burning into her skull like it had before, when she was shaking hands with Dumbledore but it was a more painful glare. Someone's eyes were looking at her, she felt it, and the anger being director along with it, and they were extremely close to her and Draco.

That's when she noticed that the glare was coming from somewhere behind her. She turned and surprisingly saw the boy Hagrid, Remus, and McGonagall had gazed at earlier. The boy was glaring at Draco with every killing glare he could muster.

"Get out of here Malfoy," he snarled.

"Calm down now Potter only paying my manners to this beautiful girl here," said Draco, glaring equally right back at him.

That's when the boy drawled out his wand, and pointed it directly towards Draco's chest.

"I mean it Malfoy get - out - of - here - now!"

"You know where to find me Hayley," and with that Draco slowly dropped her hand with one last look into her eyes and walked away to the far end of the tables.

Hayley now mad, turned to face this boy and question him on what the hell his problem was. But she merely got anyway to opening her mouth as the boy was already running out of the Hall. Hayley was tempted to run after him, something telling her she had to. But as she began to walk towards the door, Hermione grabbed her shoulder.

"Its fine Hayley let it go."

"Who's he and what's his problem!"

"That was Harry - Harry Potter, him and er - shall we say Draco don't get along very well."

"Well that's no excuse to just say that to him."

"Only if you knew how much they hated each other," said Hermione slowly sitting back down. Hayley sighing and now feeling how hungry she really was, sat slowly down also next to Hermione and the red head, she had mentioned earlier. Dean - no that was the other boy- Eric - no that wasn't it either. Ron - YES, yes that was it.

Only as Hayley sat Ron hadn't said a thing to her. He (like most of the guys) was still staring at her like he was seeing her in a bright light.

Hermione seeing this coughed impatiently till she got his attention which wasn't doing much until she got fed up. Hermione leaned over and pinched Ron hard on the shoulders. He instantly jumped back from gazing at Hayley and now glared at Hermione while rubbing his shoulder.

"What was that for!"

"Because you looked like some bloke staring in space, go check on Harry will you."

"But dinners about to start I'm sure he's fine."

"RON! Just go do it now, you'll be back before dinner starts I bet."

"FINE, fine I'm going!"

And with that, Ron dropped his cup full of whatever it contained it. It didn't matter really. Hayley watched him as he walked out of the Hall a small smile on her face at how much attention he was giving her before.

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"I mean it Malfoy get - out - of - here - now!"

"You know where to find me Hayley."

After Malfoy had dropped Hayleys hand, Harry pocketed his wand, and the first thing coming to his mind ran from the Great Hall. He couldn't face her again.

Once he had climbed the second level of stairs, he didn't know where he was going. Just that he had to get out of there.

He had been three inches from his sister. From his blood; he could have reached out and touched her, hugged her even.

The minute Remus had opened those doors he felt like his whole life and body stopped at that second..

(Flashback in the Great Hall)

"Harry you're shaking calm down," said Hermione putting a comfortable hand on his forearm from across the table and rubbing it softly. Harry smiled at her, but he was still on the end of things.

"I wonder where he is?" asked Ron peering at the doors as if someone was about to step through with Hayley by them.

Harry didn't answer. Ron had joined them just minutes before, and now all that waits was his sister to also remount herself.

"Oh Harry by the way I couldn't get into your trunk so I just left your album on your bed," said Ron grabbing his drink and taking a sip from it.

Harry only half heard him, taking deep breaths in and out.

Then slowly the Great Hall doors opened, and out stepped Remus Lupin with a smile that couldn't be denied worth anything.

As Remus walked forward he shot Harry an 'everything's-fine-I-have-her' look. Harry smiled slightly at the reassurance of Remus.

Remus walked right up to Dumbledore and all the teachers. Dumbledore looked just as anxious as the rest of the Hall, but nothing more then Harry. Remus leaned forward into Dumbledore's ear which he muttered something very quick and hurried. Dumbledore nodded slowly, before pushing his chair back, and slowly standing to the pupils and raising his hands to the entire Hall.

"STUDENTS I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET HAYLEY GLENWOOD!"

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron after Dumbledore had announced that. Slowly after that all the teachers rose from there seats, and held there heads proudly in the air. Harry could only guess why.

Remus sat and waiting slowly for any sign of Hayley emerging from the door, but none came. Seeing Remus throw one last questioning look towards Dumbledore, he nodded his head and started walking down the Hall. This time without even glancing in Harry's direction.

Remus exited the Hall and Harry knew he would enter back in with his sister by his side. Harry felt Hermione grip his hand tighter from across the table and smiling a assuring smile at him.

That's when it happened..

The second door opened, and Remus came back into full view, only with no Hayley at his side. He watched as Remus slowly stepped out of view again.

Harry was slowly ready just to get up and bolt for that door, busting it down if he had too; he just had to see his sister. His only need.

That's when his wish came true -- very slowly his sister turned the corner and the whole entire Hall gasped out. Hermione's eyes went huge and her hand covered her mouth; Ron looked like he needed something to drink before he passed out from how they expected her to look but it wasn't anything compared to this.

But Harry eyes must have been the biggest of them all. His mouth hanging open as he looked at her. -- Hayley.

"...Mum..."

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That was the last thing out of his mouth, before Malfoy had to come into it all.

Mum.that was the first person into his mind and mouth once Hayley had turned that corner. How much she looked like his mother. Their mother. It was unbelievable.

The only thing Hayley had that Lily didn't was James hair color. Just from being that close to Hayley he knew she had her mother's hair material.thick, and long.

Hell Hayley looked more like Lily did more then Harry and James did. Hayley had Lily's eyes, face structure, body figure, nose, cheek bones, hands, it even looked. It scared Harry. It felt like his mother had just hopped out of her grave and stepped into Hogwarts again posing as his sister. But Hayley of coarse was younger then Lily.

And then......Malfoy!

How dare he even come near Harry or Hayley. Even to put his lips on her hand, Harry thought he might have actually mutter the killing curse if he ever touched Hayley, or even Hermione for that matter. Even if Malfoy had touched Ron Harry was pretty sure he wasn't going to let is just happen and not give Malfoy some payback.

He had been was totally wrong, now with Hayley here, and the way she fell for him that easily. She clearly didn't know who and what a Malfoy consisted of.

And Hermione..Merlin that was not the way he had pictured them meeting. Just having her walk up, introduce herself, and then all sit down in a peach-keens way. Yeah well Harry was starting to think Hermione really needed a brother if she thought he was going to react that easily towards Hayley.

But now come Monday, Harry had to spend the next two years at this school with his sister. Who knew how long it would be until she found out, or if she even did. But one thing was for sure, Harry was going to protect her, protect her better then before, like a big brother should, despite even if they are twins.

'I promise mum 'n' dad.'

There was still just one problem. Harry had to actually face Hayley, to actually have the guts to look at her again without running.

That's when he started hearing hurried footsteps echoing up to him by the stairs and he smiled to himself.

Ron and Hermione were always at there best when it came to looking out for him, but they always seemed to have the worst timing.

Just as Harry suspected Ron came darting around the corner, but it wasn't just Ron.

Remus was running a couple of feet behind him; only one extremely out of breath.

"There you are 'arry," said Remus bending over and catching his breath.

Ron wasn't breathing as hard as Remus was given the honesty fact that Ron was younger and had to run up those stairs everyday, but it was still pretty amusing to watch. Remus stood back up and took one last breath of air before smiling at Harry.

"Merlin - I haven't run that hard since you and Hayley were one and I had to baby-sit."

The smile immediately whipped itself off Harry's face. He should have known, they came to fine him to talk about Hayley.

"Why did you just run out like that?" asked Ron, raising his eyebrows to him. Though Harry wasn't near ready answering that question. But apparently Remus was for him.

"I saw Malfoy Harry, it's okay if you needed to leave."

He stepped forward and put a comfortable hand on his shoulder that calmed Harry down a bit, but the name of Malfoy had just enraged him more.

"How - I mean it - he touches her again I'll kill him," said Harry slowly backing out of Remuses grip and backing up against the wall. Remus and Ron both seeing this got the clue and moved to the wall with him, both slowly sitting down on either side of him.

They sat in silence for a while but that still didn't stop Remus from his next question:

"So - er what did you think of her?"

Harry looked at Remus. Not with a confused look but with a baffled one. Did he honestly want to answer that question? He shook his head in a defined way before averting his eyes to the ground.

"Mum."

"I know Harry that was the first thing out of my mind when I saw her to although I don't think I made the greatest impression at first on her family."

"So you met her parents then?"

"Adoptive parents yes, although wow they sure have changed."

"How so?"

"Last time I saw Will Glenwood and Jane Camprahave that was her maiden name at the time. They were both rich, just newlyweds, and trying to get pregnant. But never succeed I guess."

"Yeah until they got Hayley."

"They were scared of the idea of her being alone with me, I reckon there just scared she'll know the truth."

"How did she disappear Remus?"

"If I'd known that Harry she wouldn't have."

They sat in silence for a little while longer, none really knowing what to say to the other. Before once again Remus opened his mouth:

"But Gryffindor at least better then Slytherin eh."

"Yeah brilliant," snarled Harry. He didn't know what he was saying, and he had a feeling he was going to regret it later. But of coarse Remus never gives into a fight.

"You two look exactly like James and Lily --"

"Where's Snuffles?"

"I told him he had to stay at the 'house' and I would inform him when I get back."

"Right."

"Harry c'mon, let's go back to the feast, you shouldn't let gits like Malfoy get to you mate," said Ron slowly standing up and extending his hand out to Harry.

"It's okay Ron, you go - I'm not hungry anymore."

"Are you sure."

"Positive."

Ron nodded his head one last time at Harry, before turning around and heading for the stairs.

"Harry you really should eat," said Lupin taking his eyes off of Ron after he disappeared into the halls, and back to Harry.

"I'm fine."

"It's going to be fine Harry."

"Why does everyone keep saying that?"

"Because it will be, I know it will."

"I think - I'm gonna head up earlier."

"You sure."

"Yeah, more tired then I thought."

"If you need me or Sirius just use the mirror - if I don't have it Sirius defiantly will."

"Right - thanks Remus."

"Sure Harry."

Remus turned and walked down the Hall. No doubtfully going back into the Great Hall and saying good bye to Hayley and then leaving to explain every detail to Sirius and everyone else at the Order.

Harry had just sat up against the wall for what felt like a good half and hour. So many thoughts going through his head, the time was flying by so fast Harry hardly noticed.

So many thoughts running through his confused mind..The Order - Voldemort - him and Hermione - The next Quidditch game - Hayley - Hayley - oh and - Hayley.

Before Harry knew what was happening he realized that dinner must have been over since all the students were now exiting the Great Hall, and some even passing him on the way to there dormitory's.

He slowly got up and knew he was going to have to face his class mates and Hayley soon. Maybe not for a while with Hayley, but his class mates he betted very soon. Classes didn't start till Monday. That meant he had some time to relax and get used to this and maybe even take things slow.

But with Harry Potter's life, anything had been but slow.

He slowly walk back to his Common Room, hoping. NO more like preying Hermione, Ron, and most defiantly Hayley had already gone to bed. But he couldn't have been more wrong when he muttered the password and stepped inside.

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"...This is the Common Room, we usually do homework in here or just sit and relax by the fire quite relaxing really, the sixth year girls dormitory's are over there, and the boys are just to the left of that. Oh and they changed the password every so often, since me and Ron are prefects we know the password and have the duties to inform all the Common Room when it has been changed. But you aren't allowed to tell anyone the password or bring any other houses up here alright?"

After a fine dinner, probably one Hayley hadn't had so good in weeks. She was ready to bet it was even better compared to Isabella's cooking and that was saying something. Hermione had offered to give her the full grand tour of the castle tomorrow, but for now it was the Common Room on the agenda at the moment.

Slowly Hayley heard a small creak from behind her. Before she had turned around Hermione was already running to the boy and eloping him into a tight hug. She watched as Hermione whispered something into his ear.

The boy apparently was trying very hard to keep his eyes off of her and keep them on Hermione. Hermione slowly let go of his body and started backing up towards Hayley.

"This is Harry - Hayley, Harry this is Hayley."

"Yeah we've already met," said Hayley. She still wasn't really pleased with the appropriate act this boy showed to Draco at dinner, but something was telling her to just forget it and start off again.

"Hi," he whispered quietly to her; his eyes down casted from hers. Hayley feeling slightly hurt at how little this boy was making an effort to be friendly. She turned to Hermione and said she was going to unpack her stuff and be back down for the rest of the tour in a short while. Hermione smiled nervously and let her go.

Once Hayley had finally got all her things unpacked, and sorted away she put her night dress on that only came down to her knees. She began to walk slowly back into the Common Room. It had become quite clear to her that Hermione and this boy ('Harry was it') were an item.

Before she left to her dormitory an hour before she knew they were kissing, and as she walked out of the dormitory now she saw Hermione giving him a quick kiss on the lips before he turned and walk up the stairs to his dormitory; not even noticing Hayley near the door to her's.

Hermione turned slowly around and let out a loud 'yelp' at the surprise of Hayley standing quietly near the door frame, a little smirk on her face.

"Don't - do - that - again," she said clutching her chest from fright. Hayley let out a small giggle before turning one last glance to the Common Room. She loved the color gold so she had a feeling she was going to love this house. Just the house her father was put into, the house she knew she would be put into.

"Are you coming to bed?" asked Hermione walking up the stairs to there beds'. Hayley nodded and followed Hermione slowly up the stairs and into there room.

Once Hayley was lying comfortable in her new four poster bed, she started thinking about her day and how exhausted she really was by all the events that contained it.

Remus - Hogwarts - Meeting new people. She knew her and Hermione were going to be good friends. All through dinner they laughed and giggled and told stories of there house lives, and when Ron returned Hayley noticed it was partially hard for him to talk to her when she addressed him. She didn't know if he was shy or just forgot the use of a tongue.

Hayley had become quite acquainted to the girls she was sharing and room with. Pati, Lavender, Hermione, a few more she didn't have the time to meet, but was sure she would be tomorrow.

Ginny (Ron's brother as she remembered) had been quite the nice gal like everyone else was towards her. And most of the boys she tried talking to just stared at her still like dogs over there food bowls.

Hayley pulled the covers up around her as she fell into a deep sleep from how comfortable she was. Laughing in her mind at the fact that not less then three hours ago, she wanted nothing more then to leave Hogwarts. Muttering a quick 'good-night Hermione.' Before sleep finally took her as its victim.

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Harry pulled on his pajama pants only half listening to the talk going on between Dean, Seamus, Ron and Neville. Harry was not in the mood for little chats with his mates tonight, but he was defiantly in the mood for sleep. That's when the talk between the four teenagers suddenly changed from the homework they had to do, to the new student that had arrived here tonight.

"But that Hayley eh," said Dean pulling on his pants.

Harry suddenly feeling the sleep run off him turned to Dean.

"What 'bout her?"

"What do you mean 'bout her?" said Dean laughing a little, Harry was not enjoying the laughter in his voice at the way he was talking about his sister.

"Ha - Ha when she walked through that door, I didn't think she would be that hot," said Seamus laughing also while sitting on his bed and playing with his shoe lace.

"I thought she was extremely friendly," said Neville, laying on his bed and looking through a book on the certain amount of magical plants in the world.

"Coarse you did Neville, but did you see the way Malfoy just marched up to her...ha - ha..I'm sure by the way she was looking at him he'll get her in the sack," said Dean again.

Ron was starting to notice the anger boiling up in Harry's face and took a step forward.

"I don't wanna hear this alright."

"Oh c'mon Ron, by the way you were looking at her it was that obvious you wanted her," said Seamus, not noticing the rage building up more in Harry's face.

"I wouldn't mind having a go either eh," said Dean.

That was it they had just pushed Harry's last button that was holding all his strength to keep calm. Harry lunged himself at Dean and instantly punched him hard in the cheek. Feeling the skin split and blood spatter from under his knuckle as his fist once again collided with Dean's other cheek.

"HARRY!" screamed Ron, Neville, and Seamus all running forward and trying to pull him off.

They after many tries succeeded, but as Harry got up, he realized during the middle of there 'row' Dean had gotten him some pretty good times in the chin, as his lower lip was bleeding.

But compared to Dean Harry looked great. Dean was bleeding on both sides of his check and holding his knee were no doubtfully were Harry had landed on him when they hit the floor.

"What the hell Harry," said Dean rubbing his cheek but only smearing more blood over his face.

"LOOK DON'T EVER TALK ABOUT HER AGAIN LIKE THAT!"

"Harry what's wrong -"

"DO YOU HEAR ME?"

All four boys stood in the dormitory scared for more then just one reason standing before the angered sixteen year old who was more like likely to do more next time if he got caught in a conversations like that again.

They all nodded and Harry gave out a sigh of relief. He had never gotten so mad in his life so fast. All because of Hayley and his dorm mates talking about the best way to shag her. He knew he shouldn't have gotten mad at something so silly as that. And staying low and keeping it cool was slowly unraveling out of the box at the moment when he had promised Sirius and Lupin that he wouldn't let anyone know of him and Hayley's relation.

After a moment of stained silence, Harry finally got into bed. Feeling his tiredness ache beneath his eyes. He pulled the covers in around him feeling the warmth they had on his body. He pulled off his glasses and set them on his bedside table before turning over and getting comfortable.

After a while Harry fell into a deep, deep, dream somewhere that was oddly familiar to him and berried deep beneath his mind coming back slowly with the welcoming of Hayley to him...

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A woman was standing leaning over something. She was leaning over a sink with the water running down her pale skin, as she cleaned the dishes that lay in the depth of the cubed space.

She heard the faint noise of voices and then a door close softly in the living room and she knew what that meant.

Stacking the last bit of the dishes into the dish washer she closed it, and turned the knob waiting to hear the sound of the water running.

She sighed as she stood back up. She arched her back and stretched it slightly feeling some bones crack and bringing more tiredness to her eyes.

She walked out into the living room where she found a man sitting on the couch. Reading what looked to be a paper, with a picture of the dark mark board over the front page.

"Who was that love," she asked titling her head and putting her hands on her hips slightly to catch the man's eye.

He looked up from his paper and smiled at her and she returned it.

"Last trick - or - treaters," he said folding up the paper, and setting it on the couch beside him. The women nodded slowly watching as the man stood up slightly and made his way over to her form. She flashed him a tired smile before he leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

As the man pulled away from her, she regretted it immensely. The kiss had felt so good to her aching body, and it had woken her up a bit.

The man laughed a bit seeing the effect he had on the women and moved back down; his lips meeting hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her.

His nimble fingers moved up to her hair, as hers did the same with him. Their wedding bands on there left finger hitting one another's with a soft 'clank' from the mental on mental echoed the room.

As the passion got heavier and unmistakably the mans hands were now on the woman's lower form pulling her closer to his body. The woman now completely awoken at this time, was tugging lightly on his hair, while there tongues fought one another's in there mouth.

Getting intently caught in the moment the man was getting ready to just pick up the women and carry her to their bedroom but before he even had the chance to mouth this to her, a piercing cry filled the upstairs and echoing into the living room.

They broke apart right away looking clearly disappointed at each other. They both craned there necks to the ceiling. Staring as if the source of the cry was right above there heads staring down on them.

The women smiling slightly lowered her eyes back to the mans.

"Can you guess?" she said while giving him a feather light kiss on the lips.

The man laughed slightly and leaned forward for another light kiss on his lips before he whispered into her ear:

"Harry?"

The women pulled away from him nodding slightly. She began to pull away more and start heading for the stairs but was stopped when the man grabbed her around the wrist; holding her from going to attend to the cry.

"James -"

"Maybe he'll go back to sleep," he suggested pulling her back into his arms and wrapping them around her waist.

The woman started laughing quietly while sinking her head down and shaking it back and forth.

"What?" asked the man getting confused.

The woman lifted her head back up and looked into his eyes before another smile played her face.

"He won't go back to sleep," she said wrapping her arms around his neck, not in a teasing way but just for a place to rest them.

"How do you know?" asked the man.

The woman sighed heavily and said: "I've heard that cry for the past fifteen months I've known it since week two, and not to add he didn't get dinner."

"You didn't feed him?"

"No I fed Hayley, remember you took Harry flying with Sirius when I was feeding her and when you bought him back he was so tired I couldn't get a bloody bottle anyway near his mouth without him falling asleep, -- so I just put him to bed."

"Oh well - the flying was Sirius idea."

"Your such a git James," said the woman leaning forward and giving him one last kiss on the lips before walking off to the stairs but not before the man followed her to the bottom step.

"The git you married and had babies with."

"Yes yes - I'm just the helpless girl in love," said the women on the stairs landing, laughing before she disappeared into the darkness in the hallway. Heading for the room where the little cry was slightly getting louder and louder.

The man watched her before he could no longer see her. He sighed and walked back into the living room and sitting down on the couch. He picked up the paper he was reading earlier and turned it to the new posting of the Quidditch game last week against London and Belgium.

He started to hear the cry from upstairs slow down slightly and come to a muffled sob. He could now hear footsteps over the ceiling again and knew his wife was coming back down.

As if on cue of that thought the women walked back down the stairs, no doubt a baby in her arms wrapped up in an big blue baby afghan.

The woman walked forward and gently set the baby in the mans arms. The baby began to give a little whimper out before the man pulled him closer to his body and started cooing soft things to him.

The woman gave him a quick kiss on his head before standing up and looking at the scene before her; smiling.

"I'm gonna go make him a bottle?"

"Okay Lily - what was Hayley doing?"

"Sound asleep, it's a wonder he didn't wake her."

She turned and headed into the kitchen as the door swayed behind her.

The man watched her leave and then gazed down at the baby in his arms. The baby was doing the same amount of gazing back into the mans face as the man was the baby.

The man leaned forward and gave the small child a kiss on the forehead. Grinning into the skin as he heard his son giggle at his touch.

"Da," was all the baby said.

"That's right Harry dad, can you say mum ma," said the man putting one of his fingers into the baby's hands as he felt him give it a soft squeeze.

"Da," he repeated. The man gave him another leather kiss on his soft forehead covered in raven hair.

"Ha - Ha..okay we'll just have to try with your sister then."

He stood up with the baby tightly in his arms and walked over to the two basinets sitting in the room near the kitchen door. He set the toddler gently in the blue one covered in golden stars, before making sure he was warm by the blanket surrounding him. He bended over and gave him another kiss on his cheek where the salty tracks were still showing slightly.

While the man had been fiddling over the small child, the women entered the room again. A bottle held in her hands. But she didn't immediately walk over to the basinet containing her child. She looked to be searching for something in the living room.

The man catching this stood up and walked over to her.

"Lily."

"Sorry - thought I heard something."

"Like what."

"I dunno - it sounded like a bunch of popping noises."

"Bet your just hearing things love - everything's going to be alright okay were safe here."

"Yeah I know - I must be more tired then I thought, would you like to feed him?" she asked gesturing to the two basinets in the room; one where a baby's hands were sticking in the air and waving while making gurgling noises.

"Sure," said the man walking forward back over to the basinet.

He bent over and gathered the baby in his arms and laying him gently to his body.

"Boy your getting bigger," said the man rubbing his back and heading over to the couch.

Right as the woman was about to hand him the bottle before he sat down it happened:

BOOM!

The door burst open, wood, and dust flying everywhere. The man after all his Auror training grabbed the women and pulled her into his body with one hand still clutching the baby tightly to him.

The man sat, holding the women and the baby to his body. Acting as a shield as the wood and dust hit him hard in the back while he was doubled over the two of them; the women clanging to him and her child.

Once the dust cleared a bit, he let go of the women who had been muffled into his shirt.

He slowly turned still keeping the baby from any wide view of the door. In case wood started flying again.

Then a black cloak creature stepped through the door frame; his wand held tightly in his right hand.

"I believe you have something I want," his cold voice said inching up the mans spine. He had escaped this living foul three times with only a few cuts along with his wife. But something was telling him tonight was going to be different.

Knowing what he had to do, he turned holding his son tightly to him for the last time.

"Lily! Its him! Take Harry and Go! Run! - I'll hold him off!"

The woman looked like she didn't want to leave his side. But as she felt him shove the child into her arms she knew she had no choice. She knew what she had to do.

With one last glance at each other, she bolted for the stairs her child held tightly in her arms.

The minute she even reached the second landing she started running for the door down the hall to the left of her room.

She threw it open and ran inside, flipping on the light as quick as she could. The room had two cribs in it, one by the window and one up against the wall. That one of which she ran to and set the baby in.

She then ran to the closet and slammed it open as fast as she could standing on her tiptoes and reaching for something in it on the higher level shelf. When she pulled away she was holding a bright pink basket big enough for a two year old to sleep in.

The women ran to the crib by the window and set the basket there gently on the ground before reaching in over the railing.

When she stood back up, she had another baby in her arms. Only this baby wasn't the baby she came up the stairs with.

"Hayley wake up for mummy c'mon wake up," said the women getting down on her knees and setting her gently in the basket.

The baby eyes slowly fluttered open but the women wasn't paying attention. She was reaching under the crib for something. When she found it she pulled out two letters both baring a name upon it in blue ink. One that read...'Hayley Lillian Potter' and the other that read 'Harry James Potter.'

She set the one that read 'Hayley Lillian Potter' in the basket before she stood up again and ran to the window. She flew it open and instantly whistled a soft whistle into the dead of night.

Four owls suddenly flew to the window sill. One black, one white, and the other two both brown with small white spots all over there feathers.

"Dawn, Midnight come here," she said. The black and white owls flew forward to her.

"Take Hayley somewhere safe, anyway then here do you understand?"

Both owls hooted and nibbled there beaks at her.

She knew she was running out of time and had to hurry.

She tied the basket to both the owls before lifting it to the window. Right as she was about to let go of the basket and watch it fly out, she gave the baby one last kiss on the lips before saying:

"Mummy loves you Hayley, and will always be with you, remember that."

By that moment tears were leaking down her face as she let go of the basket and both owls took flight in the night.

She couldn't stand and watch the flight; her plan wasn't done yet.

Now that it was silent she could hear the curses being yelled from below her. Her soft beautiful husband's voice didn't sound sweet and witty like it always did with her; it was hard and evil.

She turned from the window and ran back to the closet. She stood on her tiptoes and reached for another basket. She grabbed the basket and ran to the crib now by the wall. She set the blue basket on the floor and reached over the railing again.

When she stood back up, she had the baby tightly in her arms. He was of coarse wide awake to all the noise. The women began to wrap the blanket around the small form when she saw it...

The green light shinning through the door. Her time was up.

She grabbed the baby and ran for the door. As soon as she opened it she ran to the stairs.

Tears fell faster then she had ever shed in her life as she looked into the, blood stained face of her dead loved one. His eyes wide open scared with fear, with blood flowing down his face, and his glasses on the floor completely shattered.

That creature was standing over him with his wand still pointing at his chest. The women held her child tightly from looking at the scene and ran from the stairway and back towards the room crying harder then she could have even imaged.

Right as she reached the room again she turned to slam the door but was to late. The foul thing was standing right in front of her, and she knew she had no choice. She slammed the door shut and ran over to the crib. She pulled her baby closer to her body muttering soft things like 'I love you' or 'I'll see you soon.'

The door for the second time that night burst opened. The women doubled over screaming with the baby still in her arms, shielding him from any dust or wood that was hitting her with force from the back.

When she felt the wood stop, she leaned forward and set the baby down in the crib. She turned and faced her attacker; knowing what she had to do, her only choice.

There was no way in hell that, that creature was going to even get near her child without her dead first. She grabbed the railing to the crib hard, ensuring her son that she was still there.

"Give me the child and walk away free."

"No."

"Do you wish to end up like that fool lying dead in your living room."

The woman let out a brand new batch of tears to the name he was referring to. She was going to join her love soon, she knew it. She just knew her children would not be joining them tonight, that she would make sure of, and she was already half way there.

"Give me the child now."

"No."

"Walk away free, give me the child now, don't you want him to be with his father. The man that has escaped me for the last time."

"NO!"

The women lunged herself at the creature pushing him away from her son's crib.

"PLEASE!"

"Stand aside you silly girl."

"Not Harry please - not Harry."

"Stand aside now."

"Please - not Harry - have mercy."

"STAND ASIDE NOW!"

"Please have mercy, take me, -- kill me instead."

The creature raised his wand and pushed her off him. She flew back a few feet, but didn't fall over to the ground, standing firm and keeping her balance. He pointed his wand at her chest and screamed the two words that all wizards fear beyond anything in there lives.

The woman let out her final scream as the green light engulfed the room. She hit the floor with a soft thud.

The creature stood standing above her, smiling softly to himself. He now had a clear view to go ahead. The fifteen Death Eaters waiting outside of the house eagly in case the stupid family had tried to escape. The first move Voldemort made after standing over the dead body was to the crib by the window. He looked over the railing expecting to find another small soul.

But he found nothing. His anger now more over boiling point then it had been before facing and dealing with the two stupid and careless people of this house, who had escaped him for last time. The perfect husband and the Mudblood. He huffed in disgust at the thought; he didn't need his heir to be born one day destined to be married to a Mudblood's child.

He turned from the crib and started walking to the other one up against the wall. He sneered as he saw the gracious child sitting up in it; not one tear to have fallen at the green light. The last person to have ever touched him to be his mother. But now he had a clear view to murdering the boy who he's been spending a good year looking for.

He raised his wand for the third time that night and pointed it at the hairline of the boy.

"You have caused me more trouble this year then in many years young Potter. But no need to worry you will be with your fifthly worthless parents soon -- rest a sure."

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The green light filled the room emerging itself from the wand. But this time it didn't shoot forward to the young heart before it, instead it shot backward. Hitting the creature full in the chest as another scream echoed into the room. The light brighter then ever before. Burning green against the green eyes in the crib....

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Hayley shot up in an instant. Her scar burning into her forehead with so much pain she was seeing a white light instead of a green one anymore. She was drenched in so much sweat it was dripping off from her raven hair that had become disheveled from all the turning she had been doing.

Her covers were held tightly around her, resembling a body guard suit.

She was breathing so hard that it hurt when her chest would let out the air at how tight she was wrapped up.

She detangled herself from her covers, and tried standing up slightly. She realized just how dizzy she was when she finally caught her balance before falling over onto the floor.

The burning in her scar slowly ebbing away but still there enough to make a little girl cry from it.

That dream...it had been so vivid. So real. So -- she couldn't explain it.

'That women - she, she looked so much like me, she had my eyes.'

Hayley was now shivering at how cold her body suddenly had turned from all the sweat. The dormitory was freezing. She couldn't be here, she knew she wouldn't sleep after that.

She needed someone to talk to right now. Her parents, probably not they would probably have a train ride home fast then saying Quidditch. But she needed someone who she felt comfortable with.

'Remus'

Rubbing her hand over her scar she started walking over to the door. She didn't even bother putting on a night robe. Feeling the cold breeze hit her thighs as she opened the door quietly trying not to wake her new dorm mates.

She stepped out and shivered at the feel of her feet on the stone floor.

'What bloke would put a stone floor in a castle anyway?'

She began to walk down the step a little feeling a little better. She could already feel the heat of the fire hitting her legs from the Common Room.

She pushed open the sixth year girls' door and stepped out.

Almost instantly she felt the pain in her scar ebb away completely and her body warm up due to the fires heat still burning in the room. She glanced up at the grand clock Hermione had pointed out earlier near the third year's door.

1:56 AM

It was still dark out, and students were still resting peacefully sound asleep in there dorms, not due to be up for nearly a few good more hours.

That's when Hayley noticed three red chairs near the fire. They looked old but then again extremely comfortable.

She walked over and sat down before the fire. Feeling it warm her face up a bit and take the left over essence of sweat away.

Hayley just sat; gazing into the fire, and after several minutes she had nothing to think about but to recoil the dream.

What had it meant, what was it going to mean? And what had happened to those two babies?

She sighed in frustration at how little the brain loved to work at times like these.

She was in so much thought that she didn't even notice the sixth year boys' dormitory door squeak open, and out stepped a emerald-eyed raven-haired boy stopping before her.

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Yes another cliff hanger! Sorry just they have to be there or else I will be typing forever.

The next bit to the ninth chapter will be coming from a different point of view. Remus..now this is the only time I am switching pov's, because I usually keep them between Hayley and Harry. But this one will be with Remus and Sirius and Molly. Only one time I promise!

Now this chapter was supposed to be connected to the seventh chapter (New Expectations) and seeing how long that chapter was. There was no way this chapter could have gone with it. That would have been millions and millions of pages.

I would always like to thank all those who reviewed awfully fast. You guys make the story I just type it and think it!

And also sorry about the grammar in the previous chapter, I offered to go back and fix stuff, but realized that it wouldn't be worth it and I could end up deleting the whole story if I did that. I was writing and proof reading at three in the morning so please forgive.

But rest assure I have a better proof reader now.

And also I have gotten into the habit of typing the new chapters on Saturdays, and posting either on Saturday or Sunday. SO check back here every either Saturday or Sunday for new updates! Thank you all so much!