Different views and greetings..
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~Right after Remus left Harry by the wall. ~
**"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.**
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Remus turned and walk away from Harry sighing and shaking his head as he went. He knew Harry was going to have a hard time about this, but neither he nor Sirius knew he was gonna have this bad of a time.
If Harry was suffering, Remus didn't even want to think about what Sirius would be like when he got home. Or anyone else for that matter, who might be at the Order at this precise moment.
Now for some reason Remus was regretting even taking the offer from Dumbledore. The offer to go and get Hayley and bring her to Hogwarts.
Just seeing her walk through that kitchen door in the house was like seeing someone who's been dead for fifteen years walk through that door. He is of coarse speaking of no one but Lily Potter.
Her eyes - god they haunted him. Remus remembered the first time he ever saw Harry. It was hard enough to teach classes when he was in them. Just being he resembled James so much and Lily in the eyes. But now Lily's twin was attending Hogwarts, or so her daughter by any manner saying.
One of the reason he regretted taking the job was he knew he wouldn't be calm about it. Stepping out of the fire place to number Two Fairfax Way, was something he wasn't expecting to be a fair trip.
Seeing Will again, bought back memories. -- Bad memories at that. And Jane! Just the way she was fiddling over Hayley before they left. That had caused Remus a lot of strength to keep calm in that house and not end up screaming "SHE'S NOT YOUR DAUGHTER!"
But what would happen now. No one knew, did anyone even care? Of course no one in the Great Hall really had a clue to who that new student really was. Only half the teachers did, and those are the ones who belong to the Order. Other then that Hayley Glenwood was just a new student to them.
Remus never knew Hayley would turn out that way. So gorgeous in a lot of people's mind. But Remus never saw Lily Evans attractive in the way James Potter did so Remus wouldn't find their daughter either. Just extremely pretty.
One thing was for sure, green eyes, a slim body, and raven hair meant a dog treat in Hogwarts to most of the boys. Or maybe that was just the display they were showing towards her when she first entered the school. A display that didn't make Remus comfortable.
He turned and entered the Great Hall for the second time that night. Instantly his eyes fell on the Gryffindor table as they found Hayley at the near end. Talking quietly to Hermione and Ron.
Remus smiled at that. If Hermione, Ron and Hayley were friends then Hayley was safe here and in good hands. Even if Hermione and Ron weren't enough; Remus knew that Hayley was in no harm with her brother here. Just as soon as he got the courage to talk to her. But for all Remus knew, and how stubborn Harry can be sometimes, that could be forever.
He walked slowly over to were the trio was sitting and gently tapped Hayley on the shoulder. She turned and smiled at him when she saw who it was. Something that almost brought tears to Remuses eyes at how much she resembled her mother.
"Er - Hayley could I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure Remus," said Hayley standing up and walking over with him towards a coherent corner.
When Remus made sure they were out of ear shot he turned towards Hayley, who was smiling at him, and not looking like a scared rat under a door, like she had been when he first brought her here.
"Having fun?" asked Remus.
"It's a blast here, have you met Hermione?"
"Yeah, I've met her a few times nice girl."
"Yeah she is - so what's wrong?"
"Oh er -- just wanted to let you know I'm leaving and if you need to get a hold of me, Hermione knows how, and I'll be sure to stop by your house and inform your parents about everything, if that's alright with you?"
"Yeah, yeah that's fine."
"Right, have fun Hayley and be good."
"Thanks again Remus."
"Sure."
She smiled at him, then turned and started walking back over to the table with Hermione. Merlin even watching her walk reminded Remus of Lily. She used to walk like that; so free, like life was just one big present being opened slowly at a time.
He shook his head, getting Lily out of his mind and began heading for the door again.
He shot Albus a short nod which he got in return seconds later.
He turned and looked at Hayley one last time before leaving. She was laughing with Hermione about something that Remus couldn't figure out. She even acted like Lily. Her laugh, her hand gestures towards the food, and to the hall.
He saw some of James in her, but it wasn't as obvious to the viewers' eye as Lily's looks were.
She had James hair, and James spitefulness and maybe some of his cleverness. And guessing from what Will had told him of her years of tutoring, she had a lot of James brain. Maybe not all of Lily's smart straight O's but that didn't matter much to Remus.
And judging from all the Quidditch pictures he saw of Hayley, she also had James talent on the field. Something that really pleased Remus. He couldn't wait until the day he could actually get to see both Potter's on the field; flying freely. Both zooming towards the snitch.
'To bad Harry can't be Hermione right now sitting at that table, laughing with his sister...soon enough.'
Remus turned and walk out of the Great Hall.
He didn't bother turning and going back up the stairs to check to see if Harry had left yet. He knew he hadn't, and probably wouldn't for a long time.
Sirius and Remus had told him so much about his life, that he probably didn't even think he had one anymore.
But now all Remus had to do was go to Dumbledore's office; Floo to Diagon Alley, and then apparate to the Order.
He turned the opposite way from Harry, and started heading for another staircase he remembered it to be hidden somewhere around here.
He turned and smiled out of relief as he spotted the staircase in front of him. He walked forward and began climbing it, Hayley still the main priority on his mind.
Remus vaguely remembered the last time he ever saw Hayley. It was the night Lily and James died to be exact.
She had short raven messy hair. That came down to her tiny shoulders. Green eyes so bright they used to shine like mad, when she was happy.
He used to remember how much Hayley and Harry looked alike. When at times they were laid down next to each other on the floor. Green eyes, raven hair, small hands and noses. Really the only way to tell them apart as babies was that Hayley's hair was longer then Harry's had been. Just plain beautiful babies really.
Not to mention how much they needed to be together.
Oh how much he remembered that. If you separated those babies for to long they would cry for each other. Distinctly they would cry for there parents also, but just something they had together. Like it was a bond, and if they were separated for to long, they would know it. It was like they could read each others thoughts and feelings. And judging by Hayley's scar, he was ready to bet on it, just had to figure out how she got it.
If Remus remembered correctly Hayley's and Harry's first words had both been "Da."
He used to remember Lily trying to get them to say "Ma" for hours on end. Until they finally did when they had turned a year.
But now, even if Remus looked at Hayley or Harry, they still looked the same as they did fifteen years ago.
Raven hair, green eyes, and the incredibly resemblance to their parents.
Remus reached the second landing in what seemed to be no time. He turned and started heading down the hallway to the Head Masters office.
"Black Licorice," muttered Remus to the stone gargoyle.
The creature stepped aside, as Remus walk inside and began walking up the spiral stone staircase.
Once he opened the door to the office he stepped inside. He chuckled to himself slightly at what he saw still sitting by the fireplace. The house elves evidently hadn't been up yet to gather Hayley's supplies.
He walked over to the fireplace and feeling generous; moved Hayley's trunk over to the door.
He pulled open the small velvet bag, like he had before at the Glenwood's house, and dumped a handful into the palm of his hand.
He sighed again. Did he really want to go and do this? Was he even ready to do this? Go to the Order and tell Sirius everything he knew about his goddaughter. How she acted when she got here, what house she's in, and most importantly what she looks like.
He shook his head. He had to do this, if it were him in Sirius place right now, he would probably be going nutters over it.
Remus stepped into the fireplace and gave a last look around the office before he smiled to himself. He had the feeling that when he returned back to this school, Hayley would have finally found her way.
He threw the soot down to the ground before he called out:
"DIAGON ALLEY!".......
Remus slid out of the fireplace, carefully taking in his surroundings as he stood up.
He smiled to himself. He had flooed into Gringott's Wizarding Bank. He stood up slightly more, cracking some sore bones hidden in his back from the travel.
He didn't even bother to make an effort to wipe the soot off his robes. As he saw it, he liked people to take in the appearance of him after he's traveled, and if making his outfits dirtier did the trick, then so be it.
He began to make a way towards the exist, when he had finally spotted it, to the left of him.
He stepped outside, taking in the midnight sky filling in the Alley ways.
The atmosphere was indeed preparing itself for the rise of night and the fall of the sun as it prepared for a new day, and now a new month, since today was the last day of October.
Remus could distantly hear young children behind the village cheering and talking quietly to there friends or parents. Of course he should have known; it was the last batch of trick - or - treaters gathering and collecting there goodies and treats from the Muggles.
It had occurred very odd to Remus that today of all days Hayley came to Hogwarts. The day his former best friend and her late parents had past. Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was just a coincidence and Merlin loved to punish people. Neither Remus really cared about.
He sighed again when he finally realized where he had to go next.
Having really no choice or say in the matter, he shook his head.
There was a small 'pop' that echoed his surroundings; and then he was gone.
Remus landing softly on the street beneath him. Almost falling over at how hard he hit the ground and how little his balance was working at the moment.
He caught himself before he fell, and stood up slowly. He raised a hand and now began to wipe the soot off of his tattered robes. He didn't need to make an impression to anyone at the Order, they all knew him and that's all he cared about.
That's when he noticed he had apparated on the top of Grimmauld road. This all suited him fine. He still had some time to stall and not just rush in there.
He began to walk down the road, now finally taking in all the beated down houses surrounding the civil. True, there were Halloween decorations out on some of the houses. But other then that, this road might as well be consider a dump if it hadn't been for the Order being placed here.
His emotions were so out of control at the moment, Remus was starting to understand why Lily had been so moody during her pregnancy.
He didn't know which emotion would corrupt the other; the huge smile that lay berried beneath his cheeks waiting to spout. Or the tears that lay hidden beneath his golden eyes, waiting to fall.
He could understand the smile, but the tears made no sense whatsoever.
Had Hayley being found bought back old feelings, which had been hidden deep inside for so long.
Well that was easy to figure out, yes. He had fifteen long years to grieve over James, Lily, and Hayley and even though he was safe, most defiantly Harry. Now that he had finally found Hayley, the emotions were all coming back to him. Feeling like it was being reopened with a knife to his stomach.
That's when he noticed he was now standing between the houses of number eleven and thirteen.
'Number twelve Grimmauld place - Number twelve Grimmauld place.'
Slowly number thirteen and eleven began to spread apart. The Muggles not even having a clue as to what was happening outside of there home.
Then number twelve slowly appeared between the two. Remus smiled to himself as he overlooked it. They really had done a great job at cleaning the place up last year. Or maybe it just happened to look better from the last time Remus saw it, which happened to be when he was sixteen with James and Sirius.
He slowly opened the gate to the house and stepped inside.
Maybe if Sirius was feeling like Remus right now he would have gone to bed earlier, and waited to discuss Hayley later on tomorrow. Remus really doubted this. If a Black wanted something he would more then likely get it.
Maybe he could sneak in quietly through the door without being seen or heard and head upstairs to his room.
Nodding his head at his brilliant idea he slowly and very quietly opened the door.
But he frowned at what he saw when he got inside.
It was Sirius.
He was pacing back and forth through the hallway; his hand rubbing his chin in to much thought. His hair looked like a mess, but Remus guessed that it was probably from how many times he ran his hand through it.
"MOONY!" said Sirius, finally noticing his presence and walking over to him.
Remus knew he wouldn't wait till morning to hear about his goddaughter. So that meant that he would more then likely be up all night running through ever detail of her.
"Hey Padfoot."
"Well..."
"Well what?"
"Well what - did you find Hayley, did you see her?"
"Can we talk about this in the kitchen, maybe with some tea?"
"Wait, tell me what happened -"
"The kitchen Sirius."
"Er - sure Remus."
Sirius and Remus slowly walked into the kitchen, Sirius drowning in anxiety, and Remus drowning in spite of himself for not just staying at Hogwarts longer.
"So is anyone here?" asked Remus, who had just sat down at the table. He watched as Sirius filled the kettle with water.
"No there all coming tomorrow, to I guess talk about it."
"Right."
After a few passing minutes Sirius brought over two old mugs from the cabinet. Remus took his and took a big gulp, but regretted it sorely as he took in how hot it was to his tongue.
'Two bad there's no fire whiskey.'
"Moony come on, I need to know," said Sirius gripping the table tightly waiting for the answer he's been waiting for since five o'clock today.
"Fine, fine I'll tell you -"
"Howisshewhatdoesshelooklike,doesshelooklikeLilyorJamesmore -"
"PADFOOT, calm down."
"Right sorry -- go on."
"She's well she's fine...Merlin Sirius -"
"What, what happened Moony?"
"She - she looks exactly like Lily."
"How so."
"Eyes, hands, nose, cheek bones, body figure, attitude, everything."
"What about -"
"She has James hair color and a bit of his attitude, bit clever I thought."
"Has she changed much over the years?"
"She's bloody sixteen Sirius I would assume so, she isn't in diapers anymore if that's what your asking."
"Alright - Alright I get it, how's Harry doing?"
"Not good, I left him by the wall near the Ravenclaw dormitory."
"You what, you left him?"
"I looked like the last person he wanted to see, he just needed to be alone."
"Why what happened to him, is he alright -"
"He's fine, he's okay -- calm down, just got er - well okay Malfoy talked to Hayley and he wasn't happy about it."
"Well I would hope not."
They sat in silence after that. Sirius sinking in more anticipation imaginable, and Remus dreading what he would have to say next. He turned his eyes away from Sirius's pleading blue ones, and started what he knew he would have to do.
"Padfoot there's something else..."
"..What...."
Remus lowered his head a little from his friends. Did he have the guts to say this. He knew if he didn't tell him now, he would be in deep trouble if he found out tomorrow by the Order. He lifted his head up, nodding slightly at what his mouth was about to start.
"She - has t-the scar - to..."
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~Right after the dream.~
**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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Harry woke up faster then he had accepted. His scar was burning tightly into his skull, giving him the sickness feeling in his stomach. He was drenched in cold sweat. He was panting so hard he felt like he had just run through all of Hogwarts.
Sweat was dripping down his face, and he felt immensely dizzy, and slightly seeing white spots in front of his gaze.
He was shaking all through out his arms. And his heart was pounding so hard against his body. He could feel its every fast 'bump' in every vein or every limb in his body.
He ran a hand down his scar, cooling it down from all the sweat on the skin.
That dream - he knew what it was.
The night is parents died, and - he got to see is sister for the first time.
His sister as a baby, right before he was separated from her, there last night together as a family. It all made sense now.
Lily tried to save both her babies, but only got Hayley out before James had died and stalled her for time.
What would have happened if Lily hadn't gotten Hayley out, or what would have happened if she had gotten them both out of the house. Harry wouldn't have been separated from her, they would have still been together. Half of a family.
After he felt his heart calm down a little, he began to feel how hungry he felt, in his stomach.
He didn't eat dinner like he usually would have, and something odd in his head was telling him to go down to the Common Room.
He detangled himself from his tight embrace of covers wrapped around his skinny form.
Why of all nights to have his brain relive that memory. On the night his sister returned to him. Was it a sign, or just a coincidence. Both choices haunting Harry.
He stepped out of bed and took a huge breath of air to calm himself.
He wasn't crying, but he had the feeling he would have tears later when he recalled the dream; which he knew he was going to do. Seeing his mothers face, or his fathers face when he had to hand the baby back to its mother.
He pulled his baggy nightshirt around him harder as he felt the cold floor underneath his skin.
The left over sweat wasn't helping much either. He opened the door quietly, trying not to wake his dorm mates who, he was in enough trouble with already.
He had a feeling if they hadn't have trusted him last year with all the lies about the Daily Prophet, they sure as hell wouldn't now, after his reaction to Dean. Somebody who actually trusted him. And as for Seamus, well Harry had some work to do there.
He gently shut the door behind him and shivered at how little heat was between him and the Common Room.
As he walked down the stairs, he wiped the sweat off his forehead, while he rubbed his scar. It had stopped burning, but what scared Harry most was he didn't know how it even started burning in the first place. He hadn't dreamt of Voldemort.
Well okay he did, but it wasn't the kind of dreams he got last year. This was a memory dream, something that made no sense or as to why it came on this night of all nights.
He ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. He would ponder the thought later, now all he needed was to comply to his stomach aching pleas of hunger.
As he shut the door behind him he turned around...
That's when he stopped dead in his tracks. There sitting on one of his favorite chairs in the Common Room was Hayley; staring into the fire.
Harry didn't want to be here, it was to soon. His hunger could wait till breakfast. He then slowly began to back up to the sixth year boys' door again.
Right as he turned around his toe stubbed the table to his right.
Harry took in a great inhale of breath. Daring himself not to speak or swear so that he wouldn't attract Hayleys attention.
Right as he was about to pull the door open and bolt back inside and right up to his bed, he heard her voice.
"Oh - sorry I didn't know anyone was up at this time."
Harry let go of the door, knowing there was no way out. He slowly turned back around to face her.
He had to admit, if he hadn't of known she was his sister he would have thought of her to be very pretty.
The fire was dancing off her raven hair and pale skin. Her eyes were shinning green through the darkness, giving her an eerie glow around her frame. She was sitting Indian style in the chair. And wearing to be what look like a pink spaghetti night dress that fell down to her knees. Her hair slightly messy and frizzy, not like he had seen it at dinner.
But then again that's when Harry thought more of this, why was she down here anyway?
"Yeah - I er came for a drink," said Harry. That's when he mentally slapped himself. The water was upstairs in his dormitory. Hayley clearly knew this to as she said:
"But isn't the water in the dormitory's?"
Harry turned his head away from her's and looked down and mumbled:
"I didn't get any dinner so I was a little hungry."
"Oh -- right."
Hayley stopped talking as she turned her head back to the fire. Harry casually lowered his head to the ground again.
That's when something clicked in his mind.
If he wanted his sister to know about him, then why the hell was he avoiding her? He peered back over at her through his bangs, and noticed she had been staring at him also. He smiled at her like he had done in the Great Hall, as he watched her get sorted.
His heart gave a huge leap of joy when he saw her smile back.
"Are you - hungry by chance?"
Hayley looked at him confused a little. Harry couldn't blame her, he hasn't been the sweetest thing to her tonight, but that would change soon.
"Yeah I guess I could do with a little snack," said Hayley slowly standing up from the chair and robbing her night dress down from the crinkles that had settled in the fabric.
"Wait stay here," said Harry. He turned and opened the door to the dormitory and started running up the stairs.
When he returned seconds later, he had a cloak tucked tightly under his arm.
Hayley looked at the lump confused before looking back at Harry.
"It's an invisibility cloak, -- you know for teachers, so they can't catch us."
"We can get into trouble?" asked Hayley worry and confused written all over her face.
That's when it just occurred to Harry that this was Hayleys first night here. She may not want to go screwing that up by getting caught in the late hours of the night.
"Well yeah we can get caught, but - not with this on," said Harry pulling out the cloak and holding it up to Hayley's eyes.
"You're sure."
"Positive," said Harry.
He then started walking towards the portrait. Hayley seeing this began to walk behind him. But right as they were about to step out, Harry stopped her.
"We need to put this on first."
He pulled the cloak high over there heads and covered them both up. Harry turned his head to look at Hayley. She looked to be extremely excited at her first 'sneak-out' in the middle of the night.
"We need to walk very slowly," Harry whispered to her. She nodded and waited until he made the first move to start going. When he finally did she followed closely behind. Making sure that neither of there feet could be seen underneath the cloak.
Harry felt like a part of him had been sealed. Completely filled. He felt like he couldn't ask for anything anymore. A best friend, girl friend, and - he loved saying it, a sister.
He could just picture what his parents would be thinking right now looking down at them. He amused himself with a look of his father laughing, and his mum frowning at them but smiling all the same. It still bought pain to his heart, feeling Hayley's presences behind him, knowing that maybe one day; far away, she'll know soon.
After minutes of slow paced walking and descending down of many stairs, they finally given the time, reached the bowl of fruit. Hayley looked at Harry disbelievingly at the fact that a kitchen could lye behind a portrait of fruit.
Harry reached his hand slowly out of the cloak and gently tickled the pear.
It giggled lightly before Harry heard the latch click, and the door swing open. Hayley was starring baffled by this, and Harry could tell just by looking at her, she wasn't very renewed with the magical ways of Hogwarts.
Harry stepped inside with Hayley behind and, gently pulled the cloak off. Harry watched in amusement at how Hayley's eyes reacted to the kitchen. Beautiful could be read in her emerald eyes as she scanned the miniature Hall posed as the kitchen.
She was currently taking in all the small tables before the house elves came charging over to them.
No doubt Dobby in the lead of them all.
Harry was quite surprised not to see Hayley jump back in fright at how excited these creatures get when someone graces them with there presence.
"Harry Potter sir, what a pleasure to see you sir," said Dobby. Harry tried not to laugh as he watched all the other house elves echoing Dobby's sentence.
"Bit hungry Dobby, could we get some left over dinner?"
"We sir," asked Dobby. Harry once again tried not to smile. He looked up at Hayley who was still taking in the outlook of the kitchen. Dobby seemed to understand and looked back to Harry, with a look that clearly said they were on a date.
"Don't worry Dobby, just showing her around, how 'bout those left over's then?"
"Oh no sir, Harry Potter deserves the best, so therefore he will get the best, Dobby will make Harry Potter new food sir."
Harry watched as Dobby gave the orders and all the elves sent off to work immediately. Most of them running off to the stoves, or cabinets pulling out food and throwing them into the pans.
"He seems to like you," said Hayley walking over and sitting at one of the house tables.
"Yeah I guess - how come you weren't you know -"
"Surprised by them?"
"Yeah."
"My family owns a house elf - her names Isabella, we've had her for three years now."
Harry didn't say anything, just nodded. He walked over to where Hayley was sitting and sat across from her. He was beginning to get that same feeling he had before of just wanting to jump up and hug her, or tell her about her life. Neither seemed optional and Harry knew that.
They sat in silence for a little while longer, Harry watching the elves work, and Hayley who had become very interested in her hands all the sudden.
"So you and Hermione eh?" she said taking a stab at conversation.
Harry looked shocked to hear her voice, but was more shocked to hear her say that.
He nodded his head at her, and she seemed content with that, trying again she asked:
"For how long?"
"Bout - er three months now."
"Three months -- when did it happen?"
Harry didn't know if he wanted to tell her this, but hell maybe given the slightest chance of hope, she might finally realize the numerous things they have in common.
"It was on my birthday."
"That would have been July then right, when was your birthday?"
"July 31."
Harry watched while Hayley's eyes got real big and field with excitement slightly, she starting to open her mouth a little then closed it and turned her head away from his.
"What," asked Harry trying to catch some sign of her expression; that he had made an impact on.
"Sorry just -" she turned her head back towards him, and he could she was doing some hard explanations and thinking in her head.
"What."
"Just that - that's my birthday to," Hayley said. Harry tired to act surprised at that news, but he knew he was failing badly.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Harry turned back to look at her. God to him, it felt like he was staring back into the face of his mother. He tried to make it seem like he wasn't staring at her, but it wasn't helping. That's when he noticed he could see some of his father in her to. She seemed to have inherited his cleverness to rule breaking, he could still see the excitement in her eyes at the fact that they snuck out.
"Nothing," he said taking his eyes away from hers.
Right at that precise moment, Dobby came rushing over with two hot plates waving in his hands. He set them down in front of Hayley and Harry.
"Had them work extra hard, Harry Potter deserves the best and Dobby gives the best."
"Thanks Dobby," said Harry. They watched as Dobby turned and walk back over to the counters to start cleaning up the pots and pans.
Harry turned his attention towards his food and felt his stomach growl harder at how delicious everything look. Dobby seemed to have out done himself with mashed potatoes, Shepard's pie, and Kidneys pie, along with a cup of milk.
Harry slowly began to start eating, trying not to look like a pig in front of Hayley at how hungry he was. He looked up at Hayley after the fifth bite of his potatoes and noticed she hadn't even touched her food.
"You alright?" he asked setting down his fork, and pushing his plate away. It was quite clear that something was troubling Hayley, and Harry would never eat if she needed to talk about anything.
"I'm fine," she said. She picked up her fork and started picking at the potatoes.
That's when something clicked in Harry's head yet again. She was acting this way in the Common Room also, when he had first went down, and she was acting like it now. Getting curious he asked:
"Why were you down in the Common Room anyway?"
She looked shocked at first, but then shrugged it off and began to finally eat.
"It was nothing."
"You looked sad about something, c'mon you can tell me."
"I - just had a dream."
Harry turned his head away from hers so she wouldn't see his shocked face. A dream, then it couldn't have been about - could it?
"What kind of dream."
"I dunno really - it was all mixed up and like there was this women and this man and they looked an awful lot like -"
Hayley stopped talking when she looked back at Harry. Her eyes widen when she looked at him. That's when Harry noted her eyes were just as emerald as his were. Hayley pulled her eyes away from Harry's and shook her head when she began to talk again:
"There were these - two little babies, and - a-a lot of green light. This - wizard I guess, killed the women and the man, and I woke up when he was about to kill -"
"-the baby?"
Both Hayley's and Harry's eyes widen after Harry had said that. They both looked up catching each other eyes. Hayley looked surprised he even knew that, and Harry felt extremely stupid for even saying it, but it just seemed to have popped out.
"How did you know that?" asked Hayley setting her fork down and pushing her plate away.
'Think of a quick lie!'
"I er - guessed it."
Hayley didn't look convinced but she didn't bring the subject up anymore.
They sat in silence once again, and this time Harry didn't seem the slightest bit hungry anymore.
Giving up he pushed his plate away and took in a great inhale of breath. He knew he couldn't hold it in anymore so turning back to Hayley he said:
"So why are you coming here now -- at sixteen?"
Harry felt relieved that this time Hayley didn't looked shocked at his question. She shrugged again and turned her head to look at his.
"My parents really."
"What happened."
"I guess er - they didn't want me here, they said I was fine at home."
"At home, so wait - you didn't get schooled at all?"
"Oh Merlin I got schooled yeah, for six bloody years with two teachers and I just couldn't stand it anymore, and finally after many - I mean many begs they finally let me come."
"Why didn't they just let you come before? Are they Muggles or something?"
Harry knew for a fact that Jane and Will Glenwood were not Muggles, but be couldn't let Hayley know that he knew it.
"No - no there both wizards, I guess - they were just a little over protective of me, like my mum would never let me read the Daily Prophet, they think I don't need to know about 'certain' things."
Harry mentally cursed himself. So that was one of the reason Hayley hadn't heard of him, her parents had hid it from her. That's when something again clicked together in Harry's mind.
'They both knew, and they stopped her from knowing.'
"So what's your family like?" asked Hayley setting her cup down and staring intently at him. Harry looked away, he had a feeling that if he didn't control his temper right now, Hayley would leave this kitchen knowing things that could get Harry into serious trouble.
"They all - died years ago.." he mumbled. He couldn't see it, but he knew that, that had scared Hayley.
"Oh god - I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have - forget it," she said turning her face away from his.
'Yeah if only you knew they were your family to.'
They sat in silence once more. Both faces turned from each other. Harry felt it and he knew Hayley could feel it to. It was an uptight uncomfortable silence. They both getting fed up with the deadly echoes of pans scrubbing and water running, turned to each other at the same time.
Harry seemed at lost for words when he stared at her, but Hayley clearly wasn't.
"Do you wanna go back up?"
Harry didn't think he had heard words more welcoming than those. He stood up and pushed his plate farther away from him. He let Hayley start walking first to get ahead of him. He turned and quickly waved a good-bye at Dobby before he followed her.
He went over and picked up the Invisibility cloak from off the floor. But when he stood back up he heard the portrait open again and looked up immediately.
Hayley was already starting to walk back up to the Common Room; without the cloak over her. She must have assumed Harry was right behind her, because she just kept on walking. Harry knew he couldn't just yell for her, so instead he grabbed the cloak and tucked it inside his robes.
Once he was outside of the kitchens he started to grow panic when Hayley was already out of the corridor.
"Hayley," he whispered, walking very fast to find her. He turned the corner and sighed in relief when he spotted her already walking up the stairs.
"Hayley," he whispered again, but she still hadn't of seemed to notice him. Getting annoyed and scared for his own safety he yelled this time:
"HAYLEY!" She immediately whipped around and stared at him in surprise. That's when Harry noticed that his yell had just echoed through about six corridors. His heart began to pound loudly in his chest.
"Who's there!" snarled a voice a few feet from Harry.
His heart began pounding so hard he was sure that it was about to burst through his rib cage. That's when he just realized, he was in the corridor where Filches office was located.
He turned back towards Hayley who was frozen to the spot; six stairs ahead of him. He didn't waist time running to up to her. Once he reached her he didn't take anytime to throw the cloak over them selves. He just grabbed her hand and bolted down the corridor.
Half way down he noticed a brown door half way down the hall to his left. Pulling Hayley over with him, he opened the door and they both ran in.
The minute he closed the door, he wanted to curse himself. He had chosen the broom closet of all places. The cubic center was barely enough to hold Harry in, but let alone Harry and Hayley. Hayley was pressed up against the cold wooden wall, with Harry a little to close to her. His back was up against her front.
Tiring to ignore how close they were he turned and put his ear up against the door. He sighed when he heard Filch muttering to himself already half way down the corridor. Far away from the closet.
Harry pulled his ear away from the door and turned around.
He regretted it immensely when he felt how close he and Hayley were now touching. He might as well of hug her, at how close there bodies were connecting.
Harry could feel her smooth legs touching his legs through his cotton pants.
He was in no way finding this scene sexually at the moment. For one 'MY SISTER' was ringing through his mind, and two, he was scared Hayley might be thinking just the opposite of what this closeness might mean.
He tried to pull away slightly, but realized that the closet was so tight that the only room he had was with Hayley touching him. He tried his best not to look at her while he pulled out the Invisibility cloak.
He opened the door, and looking out he made sure Filch was lone gone from this corridor. He pulled the cloak out all the way from his robes, and turned to put it over Hayley.
They started walking back to the Common Room without even a half glance towards each other. Harry was scared she might have taken that scene to mean something, and Harry was just taking it as awkward and weird, and not a first greeting he had planed on giving her.
He was wiped out of his thoughts as he came upon the Fat Lady. Hayley pulled the cloak off of them, and waited patiently for Harry to say the password.
"Codswallop Tarticles," said Harry. The Fat Lady eyed them carefully, but Harry was quite evident that he didn't want to talk to anyone. He just wanted to go up to his dormitory and back to sleep.
Hayley started walking in, and Harry followed her. Right as she reached the door to the to the sixth year girls' she turned back around and to look at him.
Harry walked forward to her and stopped about three feet in front of her. She smiled at him and he returned it slightly, but he knew it probably looked more like a frown then a grin.
"Thanks Harry," she mumbled while lowering her head towards the ground.
Harry didn't know what to do or say. He just stood there, frozen to the spot, gazing at her. She walked forward slowly and stopped right as there eyes met.
She raised her hand up to his stomach, and smiled.
He looked down at her hand and nodded before he gripped it in his own; and shook it tightly. The minute his skin even touched Hayley's he let go immediately, as he felt a shock surge through his veins. Hayley evidently let go also and almost fell over backwards at the vibrant reaction.
"What in Merlin?" she asked looking back at Harry, "What was that?"
"I - dunno," said Harry holding his own hand. It was stinging slightly. It felt like a powerful electric charge had just shot through him and his sister; at the same time.
"Okay I'm gonna go to bed now," she said backing up once more into the door that lead up to her bed. Harry nodded, at her, and personally he was anxious to be alone, now after what had just happened.
"G'night Harry," she said opening the door to the dormitory and walking in.
Harry stood and watched as her form disappeared into the darkness and into stone hallway. Once he was sure she was totally out of ear shot of him, he looked back down at his hand.
The pain was ebbing away slightly from underneath his skin; but that didn't mean it hadn't of hurt. He had a somewhat guess as to what had just happened. The first time he had actually touched his sister in fifteen long years.
Sighing he looked back up to where Hayley had just stood seconds before.
Smiling to himself he muttered "G'night sis."
He turned and started walking back towards his dormitory, ready to get the full rest he needed, ready for a full day tomorrow.
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I know not much is happening in this chapter, but hey we needed some Harry and Hayley time!
Look back in next Saturday for a new chapter. Thanks again for all the reviews!
AN~ don't take the closet scene to heart, you all have to remember Hayley doesn't have a clue she was just standing next to her brother but don't worry. Nothing bad will happen!
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~Right after Remus left Harry by the wall. ~
**"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.**
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Remus turned and walk away from Harry sighing and shaking his head as he went. He knew Harry was going to have a hard time about this, but neither he nor Sirius knew he was gonna have this bad of a time.
If Harry was suffering, Remus didn't even want to think about what Sirius would be like when he got home. Or anyone else for that matter, who might be at the Order at this precise moment.
Now for some reason Remus was regretting even taking the offer from Dumbledore. The offer to go and get Hayley and bring her to Hogwarts.
Just seeing her walk through that kitchen door in the house was like seeing someone who's been dead for fifteen years walk through that door. He is of coarse speaking of no one but Lily Potter.
Her eyes - god they haunted him. Remus remembered the first time he ever saw Harry. It was hard enough to teach classes when he was in them. Just being he resembled James so much and Lily in the eyes. But now Lily's twin was attending Hogwarts, or so her daughter by any manner saying.
One of the reason he regretted taking the job was he knew he wouldn't be calm about it. Stepping out of the fire place to number Two Fairfax Way, was something he wasn't expecting to be a fair trip.
Seeing Will again, bought back memories. -- Bad memories at that. And Jane! Just the way she was fiddling over Hayley before they left. That had caused Remus a lot of strength to keep calm in that house and not end up screaming "SHE'S NOT YOUR DAUGHTER!"
But what would happen now. No one knew, did anyone even care? Of course no one in the Great Hall really had a clue to who that new student really was. Only half the teachers did, and those are the ones who belong to the Order. Other then that Hayley Glenwood was just a new student to them.
Remus never knew Hayley would turn out that way. So gorgeous in a lot of people's mind. But Remus never saw Lily Evans attractive in the way James Potter did so Remus wouldn't find their daughter either. Just extremely pretty.
One thing was for sure, green eyes, a slim body, and raven hair meant a dog treat in Hogwarts to most of the boys. Or maybe that was just the display they were showing towards her when she first entered the school. A display that didn't make Remus comfortable.
He turned and entered the Great Hall for the second time that night. Instantly his eyes fell on the Gryffindor table as they found Hayley at the near end. Talking quietly to Hermione and Ron.
Remus smiled at that. If Hermione, Ron and Hayley were friends then Hayley was safe here and in good hands. Even if Hermione and Ron weren't enough; Remus knew that Hayley was in no harm with her brother here. Just as soon as he got the courage to talk to her. But for all Remus knew, and how stubborn Harry can be sometimes, that could be forever.
He walked slowly over to were the trio was sitting and gently tapped Hayley on the shoulder. She turned and smiled at him when she saw who it was. Something that almost brought tears to Remuses eyes at how much she resembled her mother.
"Er - Hayley could I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure Remus," said Hayley standing up and walking over with him towards a coherent corner.
When Remus made sure they were out of ear shot he turned towards Hayley, who was smiling at him, and not looking like a scared rat under a door, like she had been when he first brought her here.
"Having fun?" asked Remus.
"It's a blast here, have you met Hermione?"
"Yeah, I've met her a few times nice girl."
"Yeah she is - so what's wrong?"
"Oh er -- just wanted to let you know I'm leaving and if you need to get a hold of me, Hermione knows how, and I'll be sure to stop by your house and inform your parents about everything, if that's alright with you?"
"Yeah, yeah that's fine."
"Right, have fun Hayley and be good."
"Thanks again Remus."
"Sure."
She smiled at him, then turned and started walking back over to the table with Hermione. Merlin even watching her walk reminded Remus of Lily. She used to walk like that; so free, like life was just one big present being opened slowly at a time.
He shook his head, getting Lily out of his mind and began heading for the door again.
He shot Albus a short nod which he got in return seconds later.
He turned and looked at Hayley one last time before leaving. She was laughing with Hermione about something that Remus couldn't figure out. She even acted like Lily. Her laugh, her hand gestures towards the food, and to the hall.
He saw some of James in her, but it wasn't as obvious to the viewers' eye as Lily's looks were.
She had James hair, and James spitefulness and maybe some of his cleverness. And guessing from what Will had told him of her years of tutoring, she had a lot of James brain. Maybe not all of Lily's smart straight O's but that didn't matter much to Remus.
And judging from all the Quidditch pictures he saw of Hayley, she also had James talent on the field. Something that really pleased Remus. He couldn't wait until the day he could actually get to see both Potter's on the field; flying freely. Both zooming towards the snitch.
'To bad Harry can't be Hermione right now sitting at that table, laughing with his sister...soon enough.'
Remus turned and walk out of the Great Hall.
He didn't bother turning and going back up the stairs to check to see if Harry had left yet. He knew he hadn't, and probably wouldn't for a long time.
Sirius and Remus had told him so much about his life, that he probably didn't even think he had one anymore.
But now all Remus had to do was go to Dumbledore's office; Floo to Diagon Alley, and then apparate to the Order.
He turned the opposite way from Harry, and started heading for another staircase he remembered it to be hidden somewhere around here.
He turned and smiled out of relief as he spotted the staircase in front of him. He walked forward and began climbing it, Hayley still the main priority on his mind.
Remus vaguely remembered the last time he ever saw Hayley. It was the night Lily and James died to be exact.
She had short raven messy hair. That came down to her tiny shoulders. Green eyes so bright they used to shine like mad, when she was happy.
He used to remember how much Hayley and Harry looked alike. When at times they were laid down next to each other on the floor. Green eyes, raven hair, small hands and noses. Really the only way to tell them apart as babies was that Hayley's hair was longer then Harry's had been. Just plain beautiful babies really.
Not to mention how much they needed to be together.
Oh how much he remembered that. If you separated those babies for to long they would cry for each other. Distinctly they would cry for there parents also, but just something they had together. Like it was a bond, and if they were separated for to long, they would know it. It was like they could read each others thoughts and feelings. And judging by Hayley's scar, he was ready to bet on it, just had to figure out how she got it.
If Remus remembered correctly Hayley's and Harry's first words had both been "Da."
He used to remember Lily trying to get them to say "Ma" for hours on end. Until they finally did when they had turned a year.
But now, even if Remus looked at Hayley or Harry, they still looked the same as they did fifteen years ago.
Raven hair, green eyes, and the incredibly resemblance to their parents.
Remus reached the second landing in what seemed to be no time. He turned and started heading down the hallway to the Head Masters office.
"Black Licorice," muttered Remus to the stone gargoyle.
The creature stepped aside, as Remus walk inside and began walking up the spiral stone staircase.
Once he opened the door to the office he stepped inside. He chuckled to himself slightly at what he saw still sitting by the fireplace. The house elves evidently hadn't been up yet to gather Hayley's supplies.
He walked over to the fireplace and feeling generous; moved Hayley's trunk over to the door.
He pulled open the small velvet bag, like he had before at the Glenwood's house, and dumped a handful into the palm of his hand.
He sighed again. Did he really want to go and do this? Was he even ready to do this? Go to the Order and tell Sirius everything he knew about his goddaughter. How she acted when she got here, what house she's in, and most importantly what she looks like.
He shook his head. He had to do this, if it were him in Sirius place right now, he would probably be going nutters over it.
Remus stepped into the fireplace and gave a last look around the office before he smiled to himself. He had the feeling that when he returned back to this school, Hayley would have finally found her way.
He threw the soot down to the ground before he called out:
"DIAGON ALLEY!".......
Remus slid out of the fireplace, carefully taking in his surroundings as he stood up.
He smiled to himself. He had flooed into Gringott's Wizarding Bank. He stood up slightly more, cracking some sore bones hidden in his back from the travel.
He didn't even bother to make an effort to wipe the soot off his robes. As he saw it, he liked people to take in the appearance of him after he's traveled, and if making his outfits dirtier did the trick, then so be it.
He began to make a way towards the exist, when he had finally spotted it, to the left of him.
He stepped outside, taking in the midnight sky filling in the Alley ways.
The atmosphere was indeed preparing itself for the rise of night and the fall of the sun as it prepared for a new day, and now a new month, since today was the last day of October.
Remus could distantly hear young children behind the village cheering and talking quietly to there friends or parents. Of course he should have known; it was the last batch of trick - or - treaters gathering and collecting there goodies and treats from the Muggles.
It had occurred very odd to Remus that today of all days Hayley came to Hogwarts. The day his former best friend and her late parents had past. Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was just a coincidence and Merlin loved to punish people. Neither Remus really cared about.
He sighed again when he finally realized where he had to go next.
Having really no choice or say in the matter, he shook his head.
There was a small 'pop' that echoed his surroundings; and then he was gone.
Remus landing softly on the street beneath him. Almost falling over at how hard he hit the ground and how little his balance was working at the moment.
He caught himself before he fell, and stood up slowly. He raised a hand and now began to wipe the soot off of his tattered robes. He didn't need to make an impression to anyone at the Order, they all knew him and that's all he cared about.
That's when he noticed he had apparated on the top of Grimmauld road. This all suited him fine. He still had some time to stall and not just rush in there.
He began to walk down the road, now finally taking in all the beated down houses surrounding the civil. True, there were Halloween decorations out on some of the houses. But other then that, this road might as well be consider a dump if it hadn't been for the Order being placed here.
His emotions were so out of control at the moment, Remus was starting to understand why Lily had been so moody during her pregnancy.
He didn't know which emotion would corrupt the other; the huge smile that lay berried beneath his cheeks waiting to spout. Or the tears that lay hidden beneath his golden eyes, waiting to fall.
He could understand the smile, but the tears made no sense whatsoever.
Had Hayley being found bought back old feelings, which had been hidden deep inside for so long.
Well that was easy to figure out, yes. He had fifteen long years to grieve over James, Lily, and Hayley and even though he was safe, most defiantly Harry. Now that he had finally found Hayley, the emotions were all coming back to him. Feeling like it was being reopened with a knife to his stomach.
That's when he noticed he was now standing between the houses of number eleven and thirteen.
'Number twelve Grimmauld place - Number twelve Grimmauld place.'
Slowly number thirteen and eleven began to spread apart. The Muggles not even having a clue as to what was happening outside of there home.
Then number twelve slowly appeared between the two. Remus smiled to himself as he overlooked it. They really had done a great job at cleaning the place up last year. Or maybe it just happened to look better from the last time Remus saw it, which happened to be when he was sixteen with James and Sirius.
He slowly opened the gate to the house and stepped inside.
Maybe if Sirius was feeling like Remus right now he would have gone to bed earlier, and waited to discuss Hayley later on tomorrow. Remus really doubted this. If a Black wanted something he would more then likely get it.
Maybe he could sneak in quietly through the door without being seen or heard and head upstairs to his room.
Nodding his head at his brilliant idea he slowly and very quietly opened the door.
But he frowned at what he saw when he got inside.
It was Sirius.
He was pacing back and forth through the hallway; his hand rubbing his chin in to much thought. His hair looked like a mess, but Remus guessed that it was probably from how many times he ran his hand through it.
"MOONY!" said Sirius, finally noticing his presence and walking over to him.
Remus knew he wouldn't wait till morning to hear about his goddaughter. So that meant that he would more then likely be up all night running through ever detail of her.
"Hey Padfoot."
"Well..."
"Well what?"
"Well what - did you find Hayley, did you see her?"
"Can we talk about this in the kitchen, maybe with some tea?"
"Wait, tell me what happened -"
"The kitchen Sirius."
"Er - sure Remus."
Sirius and Remus slowly walked into the kitchen, Sirius drowning in anxiety, and Remus drowning in spite of himself for not just staying at Hogwarts longer.
"So is anyone here?" asked Remus, who had just sat down at the table. He watched as Sirius filled the kettle with water.
"No there all coming tomorrow, to I guess talk about it."
"Right."
After a few passing minutes Sirius brought over two old mugs from the cabinet. Remus took his and took a big gulp, but regretted it sorely as he took in how hot it was to his tongue.
'Two bad there's no fire whiskey.'
"Moony come on, I need to know," said Sirius gripping the table tightly waiting for the answer he's been waiting for since five o'clock today.
"Fine, fine I'll tell you -"
"Howisshewhatdoesshelooklike,doesshelooklikeLilyorJamesmore -"
"PADFOOT, calm down."
"Right sorry -- go on."
"She's well she's fine...Merlin Sirius -"
"What, what happened Moony?"
"She - she looks exactly like Lily."
"How so."
"Eyes, hands, nose, cheek bones, body figure, attitude, everything."
"What about -"
"She has James hair color and a bit of his attitude, bit clever I thought."
"Has she changed much over the years?"
"She's bloody sixteen Sirius I would assume so, she isn't in diapers anymore if that's what your asking."
"Alright - Alright I get it, how's Harry doing?"
"Not good, I left him by the wall near the Ravenclaw dormitory."
"You what, you left him?"
"I looked like the last person he wanted to see, he just needed to be alone."
"Why what happened to him, is he alright -"
"He's fine, he's okay -- calm down, just got er - well okay Malfoy talked to Hayley and he wasn't happy about it."
"Well I would hope not."
They sat in silence after that. Sirius sinking in more anticipation imaginable, and Remus dreading what he would have to say next. He turned his eyes away from Sirius's pleading blue ones, and started what he knew he would have to do.
"Padfoot there's something else..."
"..What...."
Remus lowered his head a little from his friends. Did he have the guts to say this. He knew if he didn't tell him now, he would be in deep trouble if he found out tomorrow by the Order. He lifted his head up, nodding slightly at what his mouth was about to start.
"She - has t-the scar - to..."
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~Right after the dream.~
**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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Harry woke up faster then he had accepted. His scar was burning tightly into his skull, giving him the sickness feeling in his stomach. He was drenched in cold sweat. He was panting so hard he felt like he had just run through all of Hogwarts.
Sweat was dripping down his face, and he felt immensely dizzy, and slightly seeing white spots in front of his gaze.
He was shaking all through out his arms. And his heart was pounding so hard against his body. He could feel its every fast 'bump' in every vein or every limb in his body.
He ran a hand down his scar, cooling it down from all the sweat on the skin.
That dream - he knew what it was.
The night is parents died, and - he got to see is sister for the first time.
His sister as a baby, right before he was separated from her, there last night together as a family. It all made sense now.
Lily tried to save both her babies, but only got Hayley out before James had died and stalled her for time.
What would have happened if Lily hadn't gotten Hayley out, or what would have happened if she had gotten them both out of the house. Harry wouldn't have been separated from her, they would have still been together. Half of a family.
After he felt his heart calm down a little, he began to feel how hungry he felt, in his stomach.
He didn't eat dinner like he usually would have, and something odd in his head was telling him to go down to the Common Room.
He detangled himself from his tight embrace of covers wrapped around his skinny form.
Why of all nights to have his brain relive that memory. On the night his sister returned to him. Was it a sign, or just a coincidence. Both choices haunting Harry.
He stepped out of bed and took a huge breath of air to calm himself.
He wasn't crying, but he had the feeling he would have tears later when he recalled the dream; which he knew he was going to do. Seeing his mothers face, or his fathers face when he had to hand the baby back to its mother.
He pulled his baggy nightshirt around him harder as he felt the cold floor underneath his skin.
The left over sweat wasn't helping much either. He opened the door quietly, trying not to wake his dorm mates who, he was in enough trouble with already.
He had a feeling if they hadn't have trusted him last year with all the lies about the Daily Prophet, they sure as hell wouldn't now, after his reaction to Dean. Somebody who actually trusted him. And as for Seamus, well Harry had some work to do there.
He gently shut the door behind him and shivered at how little heat was between him and the Common Room.
As he walked down the stairs, he wiped the sweat off his forehead, while he rubbed his scar. It had stopped burning, but what scared Harry most was he didn't know how it even started burning in the first place. He hadn't dreamt of Voldemort.
Well okay he did, but it wasn't the kind of dreams he got last year. This was a memory dream, something that made no sense or as to why it came on this night of all nights.
He ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. He would ponder the thought later, now all he needed was to comply to his stomach aching pleas of hunger.
As he shut the door behind him he turned around...
That's when he stopped dead in his tracks. There sitting on one of his favorite chairs in the Common Room was Hayley; staring into the fire.
Harry didn't want to be here, it was to soon. His hunger could wait till breakfast. He then slowly began to back up to the sixth year boys' door again.
Right as he turned around his toe stubbed the table to his right.
Harry took in a great inhale of breath. Daring himself not to speak or swear so that he wouldn't attract Hayleys attention.
Right as he was about to pull the door open and bolt back inside and right up to his bed, he heard her voice.
"Oh - sorry I didn't know anyone was up at this time."
Harry let go of the door, knowing there was no way out. He slowly turned back around to face her.
He had to admit, if he hadn't of known she was his sister he would have thought of her to be very pretty.
The fire was dancing off her raven hair and pale skin. Her eyes were shinning green through the darkness, giving her an eerie glow around her frame. She was sitting Indian style in the chair. And wearing to be what look like a pink spaghetti night dress that fell down to her knees. Her hair slightly messy and frizzy, not like he had seen it at dinner.
But then again that's when Harry thought more of this, why was she down here anyway?
"Yeah - I er came for a drink," said Harry. That's when he mentally slapped himself. The water was upstairs in his dormitory. Hayley clearly knew this to as she said:
"But isn't the water in the dormitory's?"
Harry turned his head away from her's and looked down and mumbled:
"I didn't get any dinner so I was a little hungry."
"Oh -- right."
Hayley stopped talking as she turned her head back to the fire. Harry casually lowered his head to the ground again.
That's when something clicked in his mind.
If he wanted his sister to know about him, then why the hell was he avoiding her? He peered back over at her through his bangs, and noticed she had been staring at him also. He smiled at her like he had done in the Great Hall, as he watched her get sorted.
His heart gave a huge leap of joy when he saw her smile back.
"Are you - hungry by chance?"
Hayley looked at him confused a little. Harry couldn't blame her, he hasn't been the sweetest thing to her tonight, but that would change soon.
"Yeah I guess I could do with a little snack," said Hayley slowly standing up from the chair and robbing her night dress down from the crinkles that had settled in the fabric.
"Wait stay here," said Harry. He turned and opened the door to the dormitory and started running up the stairs.
When he returned seconds later, he had a cloak tucked tightly under his arm.
Hayley looked at the lump confused before looking back at Harry.
"It's an invisibility cloak, -- you know for teachers, so they can't catch us."
"We can get into trouble?" asked Hayley worry and confused written all over her face.
That's when it just occurred to Harry that this was Hayleys first night here. She may not want to go screwing that up by getting caught in the late hours of the night.
"Well yeah we can get caught, but - not with this on," said Harry pulling out the cloak and holding it up to Hayley's eyes.
"You're sure."
"Positive," said Harry.
He then started walking towards the portrait. Hayley seeing this began to walk behind him. But right as they were about to step out, Harry stopped her.
"We need to put this on first."
He pulled the cloak high over there heads and covered them both up. Harry turned his head to look at Hayley. She looked to be extremely excited at her first 'sneak-out' in the middle of the night.
"We need to walk very slowly," Harry whispered to her. She nodded and waited until he made the first move to start going. When he finally did she followed closely behind. Making sure that neither of there feet could be seen underneath the cloak.
Harry felt like a part of him had been sealed. Completely filled. He felt like he couldn't ask for anything anymore. A best friend, girl friend, and - he loved saying it, a sister.
He could just picture what his parents would be thinking right now looking down at them. He amused himself with a look of his father laughing, and his mum frowning at them but smiling all the same. It still bought pain to his heart, feeling Hayley's presences behind him, knowing that maybe one day; far away, she'll know soon.
After minutes of slow paced walking and descending down of many stairs, they finally given the time, reached the bowl of fruit. Hayley looked at Harry disbelievingly at the fact that a kitchen could lye behind a portrait of fruit.
Harry reached his hand slowly out of the cloak and gently tickled the pear.
It giggled lightly before Harry heard the latch click, and the door swing open. Hayley was starring baffled by this, and Harry could tell just by looking at her, she wasn't very renewed with the magical ways of Hogwarts.
Harry stepped inside with Hayley behind and, gently pulled the cloak off. Harry watched in amusement at how Hayley's eyes reacted to the kitchen. Beautiful could be read in her emerald eyes as she scanned the miniature Hall posed as the kitchen.
She was currently taking in all the small tables before the house elves came charging over to them.
No doubt Dobby in the lead of them all.
Harry was quite surprised not to see Hayley jump back in fright at how excited these creatures get when someone graces them with there presence.
"Harry Potter sir, what a pleasure to see you sir," said Dobby. Harry tried not to laugh as he watched all the other house elves echoing Dobby's sentence.
"Bit hungry Dobby, could we get some left over dinner?"
"We sir," asked Dobby. Harry once again tried not to smile. He looked up at Hayley who was still taking in the outlook of the kitchen. Dobby seemed to understand and looked back to Harry, with a look that clearly said they were on a date.
"Don't worry Dobby, just showing her around, how 'bout those left over's then?"
"Oh no sir, Harry Potter deserves the best, so therefore he will get the best, Dobby will make Harry Potter new food sir."
Harry watched as Dobby gave the orders and all the elves sent off to work immediately. Most of them running off to the stoves, or cabinets pulling out food and throwing them into the pans.
"He seems to like you," said Hayley walking over and sitting at one of the house tables.
"Yeah I guess - how come you weren't you know -"
"Surprised by them?"
"Yeah."
"My family owns a house elf - her names Isabella, we've had her for three years now."
Harry didn't say anything, just nodded. He walked over to where Hayley was sitting and sat across from her. He was beginning to get that same feeling he had before of just wanting to jump up and hug her, or tell her about her life. Neither seemed optional and Harry knew that.
They sat in silence for a little while longer, Harry watching the elves work, and Hayley who had become very interested in her hands all the sudden.
"So you and Hermione eh?" she said taking a stab at conversation.
Harry looked shocked to hear her voice, but was more shocked to hear her say that.
He nodded his head at her, and she seemed content with that, trying again she asked:
"For how long?"
"Bout - er three months now."
"Three months -- when did it happen?"
Harry didn't know if he wanted to tell her this, but hell maybe given the slightest chance of hope, she might finally realize the numerous things they have in common.
"It was on my birthday."
"That would have been July then right, when was your birthday?"
"July 31."
Harry watched while Hayley's eyes got real big and field with excitement slightly, she starting to open her mouth a little then closed it and turned her head away from his.
"What," asked Harry trying to catch some sign of her expression; that he had made an impact on.
"Sorry just -" she turned her head back towards him, and he could she was doing some hard explanations and thinking in her head.
"What."
"Just that - that's my birthday to," Hayley said. Harry tired to act surprised at that news, but he knew he was failing badly.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Harry turned back to look at her. God to him, it felt like he was staring back into the face of his mother. He tried to make it seem like he wasn't staring at her, but it wasn't helping. That's when he noticed he could see some of his father in her to. She seemed to have inherited his cleverness to rule breaking, he could still see the excitement in her eyes at the fact that they snuck out.
"Nothing," he said taking his eyes away from hers.
Right at that precise moment, Dobby came rushing over with two hot plates waving in his hands. He set them down in front of Hayley and Harry.
"Had them work extra hard, Harry Potter deserves the best and Dobby gives the best."
"Thanks Dobby," said Harry. They watched as Dobby turned and walk back over to the counters to start cleaning up the pots and pans.
Harry turned his attention towards his food and felt his stomach growl harder at how delicious everything look. Dobby seemed to have out done himself with mashed potatoes, Shepard's pie, and Kidneys pie, along with a cup of milk.
Harry slowly began to start eating, trying not to look like a pig in front of Hayley at how hungry he was. He looked up at Hayley after the fifth bite of his potatoes and noticed she hadn't even touched her food.
"You alright?" he asked setting down his fork, and pushing his plate away. It was quite clear that something was troubling Hayley, and Harry would never eat if she needed to talk about anything.
"I'm fine," she said. She picked up her fork and started picking at the potatoes.
That's when something clicked in Harry's head yet again. She was acting this way in the Common Room also, when he had first went down, and she was acting like it now. Getting curious he asked:
"Why were you down in the Common Room anyway?"
She looked shocked at first, but then shrugged it off and began to finally eat.
"It was nothing."
"You looked sad about something, c'mon you can tell me."
"I - just had a dream."
Harry turned his head away from hers so she wouldn't see his shocked face. A dream, then it couldn't have been about - could it?
"What kind of dream."
"I dunno really - it was all mixed up and like there was this women and this man and they looked an awful lot like -"
Hayley stopped talking when she looked back at Harry. Her eyes widen when she looked at him. That's when Harry noted her eyes were just as emerald as his were. Hayley pulled her eyes away from Harry's and shook her head when she began to talk again:
"There were these - two little babies, and - a-a lot of green light. This - wizard I guess, killed the women and the man, and I woke up when he was about to kill -"
"-the baby?"
Both Hayley's and Harry's eyes widen after Harry had said that. They both looked up catching each other eyes. Hayley looked surprised he even knew that, and Harry felt extremely stupid for even saying it, but it just seemed to have popped out.
"How did you know that?" asked Hayley setting her fork down and pushing her plate away.
'Think of a quick lie!'
"I er - guessed it."
Hayley didn't look convinced but she didn't bring the subject up anymore.
They sat in silence once again, and this time Harry didn't seem the slightest bit hungry anymore.
Giving up he pushed his plate away and took in a great inhale of breath. He knew he couldn't hold it in anymore so turning back to Hayley he said:
"So why are you coming here now -- at sixteen?"
Harry felt relieved that this time Hayley didn't looked shocked at his question. She shrugged again and turned her head to look at his.
"My parents really."
"What happened."
"I guess er - they didn't want me here, they said I was fine at home."
"At home, so wait - you didn't get schooled at all?"
"Oh Merlin I got schooled yeah, for six bloody years with two teachers and I just couldn't stand it anymore, and finally after many - I mean many begs they finally let me come."
"Why didn't they just let you come before? Are they Muggles or something?"
Harry knew for a fact that Jane and Will Glenwood were not Muggles, but be couldn't let Hayley know that he knew it.
"No - no there both wizards, I guess - they were just a little over protective of me, like my mum would never let me read the Daily Prophet, they think I don't need to know about 'certain' things."
Harry mentally cursed himself. So that was one of the reason Hayley hadn't heard of him, her parents had hid it from her. That's when something again clicked together in Harry's mind.
'They both knew, and they stopped her from knowing.'
"So what's your family like?" asked Hayley setting her cup down and staring intently at him. Harry looked away, he had a feeling that if he didn't control his temper right now, Hayley would leave this kitchen knowing things that could get Harry into serious trouble.
"They all - died years ago.." he mumbled. He couldn't see it, but he knew that, that had scared Hayley.
"Oh god - I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have - forget it," she said turning her face away from his.
'Yeah if only you knew they were your family to.'
They sat in silence once more. Both faces turned from each other. Harry felt it and he knew Hayley could feel it to. It was an uptight uncomfortable silence. They both getting fed up with the deadly echoes of pans scrubbing and water running, turned to each other at the same time.
Harry seemed at lost for words when he stared at her, but Hayley clearly wasn't.
"Do you wanna go back up?"
Harry didn't think he had heard words more welcoming than those. He stood up and pushed his plate farther away from him. He let Hayley start walking first to get ahead of him. He turned and quickly waved a good-bye at Dobby before he followed her.
He went over and picked up the Invisibility cloak from off the floor. But when he stood back up he heard the portrait open again and looked up immediately.
Hayley was already starting to walk back up to the Common Room; without the cloak over her. She must have assumed Harry was right behind her, because she just kept on walking. Harry knew he couldn't just yell for her, so instead he grabbed the cloak and tucked it inside his robes.
Once he was outside of the kitchens he started to grow panic when Hayley was already out of the corridor.
"Hayley," he whispered, walking very fast to find her. He turned the corner and sighed in relief when he spotted her already walking up the stairs.
"Hayley," he whispered again, but she still hadn't of seemed to notice him. Getting annoyed and scared for his own safety he yelled this time:
"HAYLEY!" She immediately whipped around and stared at him in surprise. That's when Harry noticed that his yell had just echoed through about six corridors. His heart began to pound loudly in his chest.
"Who's there!" snarled a voice a few feet from Harry.
His heart began pounding so hard he was sure that it was about to burst through his rib cage. That's when he just realized, he was in the corridor where Filches office was located.
He turned back towards Hayley who was frozen to the spot; six stairs ahead of him. He didn't waist time running to up to her. Once he reached her he didn't take anytime to throw the cloak over them selves. He just grabbed her hand and bolted down the corridor.
Half way down he noticed a brown door half way down the hall to his left. Pulling Hayley over with him, he opened the door and they both ran in.
The minute he closed the door, he wanted to curse himself. He had chosen the broom closet of all places. The cubic center was barely enough to hold Harry in, but let alone Harry and Hayley. Hayley was pressed up against the cold wooden wall, with Harry a little to close to her. His back was up against her front.
Tiring to ignore how close they were he turned and put his ear up against the door. He sighed when he heard Filch muttering to himself already half way down the corridor. Far away from the closet.
Harry pulled his ear away from the door and turned around.
He regretted it immensely when he felt how close he and Hayley were now touching. He might as well of hug her, at how close there bodies were connecting.
Harry could feel her smooth legs touching his legs through his cotton pants.
He was in no way finding this scene sexually at the moment. For one 'MY SISTER' was ringing through his mind, and two, he was scared Hayley might be thinking just the opposite of what this closeness might mean.
He tried to pull away slightly, but realized that the closet was so tight that the only room he had was with Hayley touching him. He tried his best not to look at her while he pulled out the Invisibility cloak.
He opened the door, and looking out he made sure Filch was lone gone from this corridor. He pulled the cloak out all the way from his robes, and turned to put it over Hayley.
They started walking back to the Common Room without even a half glance towards each other. Harry was scared she might have taken that scene to mean something, and Harry was just taking it as awkward and weird, and not a first greeting he had planed on giving her.
He was wiped out of his thoughts as he came upon the Fat Lady. Hayley pulled the cloak off of them, and waited patiently for Harry to say the password.
"Codswallop Tarticles," said Harry. The Fat Lady eyed them carefully, but Harry was quite evident that he didn't want to talk to anyone. He just wanted to go up to his dormitory and back to sleep.
Hayley started walking in, and Harry followed her. Right as she reached the door to the to the sixth year girls' she turned back around and to look at him.
Harry walked forward to her and stopped about three feet in front of her. She smiled at him and he returned it slightly, but he knew it probably looked more like a frown then a grin.
"Thanks Harry," she mumbled while lowering her head towards the ground.
Harry didn't know what to do or say. He just stood there, frozen to the spot, gazing at her. She walked forward slowly and stopped right as there eyes met.
She raised her hand up to his stomach, and smiled.
He looked down at her hand and nodded before he gripped it in his own; and shook it tightly. The minute his skin even touched Hayley's he let go immediately, as he felt a shock surge through his veins. Hayley evidently let go also and almost fell over backwards at the vibrant reaction.
"What in Merlin?" she asked looking back at Harry, "What was that?"
"I - dunno," said Harry holding his own hand. It was stinging slightly. It felt like a powerful electric charge had just shot through him and his sister; at the same time.
"Okay I'm gonna go to bed now," she said backing up once more into the door that lead up to her bed. Harry nodded, at her, and personally he was anxious to be alone, now after what had just happened.
"G'night Harry," she said opening the door to the dormitory and walking in.
Harry stood and watched as her form disappeared into the darkness and into stone hallway. Once he was sure she was totally out of ear shot of him, he looked back down at his hand.
The pain was ebbing away slightly from underneath his skin; but that didn't mean it hadn't of hurt. He had a somewhat guess as to what had just happened. The first time he had actually touched his sister in fifteen long years.
Sighing he looked back up to where Hayley had just stood seconds before.
Smiling to himself he muttered "G'night sis."
He turned and started walking back towards his dormitory, ready to get the full rest he needed, ready for a full day tomorrow.
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I know not much is happening in this chapter, but hey we needed some Harry and Hayley time!
Look back in next Saturday for a new chapter. Thanks again for all the reviews!
AN~ don't take the closet scene to heart, you all have to remember Hayley doesn't have a clue she was just standing next to her brother but don't worry. Nothing bad will happen!
