As always I have to say I don't own Harry Potter or the lyrics from Mirror Mirror by M2M. But I do own Juli and the plot. Now the only reason I'm going to update is because somebody actually reviewed. I'm not going to update again until I get another review. I've finished my entire fanfic but its up to my readers to make sure I actually update! So be good readers and review. Okay, now here's my post:

I must be stupid, must be crazy, must be out of my mind, to say the kind of things I said last night…

Chapter 6

Obviously Hermione and Ginny were not at all surprised when Harry and Juli came walking into the Common Room hand-in-hand. Though the two realized what they were doing, blushed and let go of each other's hand. Ginny said that she had left all of Juli's new clothes on her bed and next they would work on doing something with her hair. Juli groaned and rolled her eyes at Harry who put up his hands plainly mean "leave me out of this." Ron and Hermione were really working on homework but when the couple came walking in he looked up with his mouth open wide. It took a while before he found something to say.

"Who's she?" he finally said, staring at Juli.

"Ron, that's Juliana," sighed Hermione. "Now get back to your essay."

"You're dating the Hermione-clone?" cried Ron, now looking at Harry.

"The Hermione-clone?" said Harry evenly. He looked at Juli with his eyebrows raised. They then both started laughing and Ginny joined in. Hermione looked like she found it a little funny but at the same time resembled McGonagall.

"If you're all quite finished," sighed Hermione finally, "Ron needs to return to his homework. Though he doesn't seem to understand the concept of not copying!"

"Here, Ron," laughed Juli, walking over and kneeling down. Then she grabbed the essay he had been working on and pulled a scrap piece of parchment to him. "Read the section of the textbook and write down the important bits the best you understand them. Then ask Hermione for clarification. After that turn it into an essay. It's that simple."

"That's a lot of work though…" said Ron, scratching his head.

"You'll learn better that way," said Juli. "I'm the master of study skills. I think I would know."

"You mean you don't just swallow the textbook?" said Ron, pretending to be shocked.

"Nope. I have as much trouble as any average student," laughed Juli. "I just don't whine, I figure out good ways to get over that."

As she had been talking to Ron she noticed Harry smiling, almost sadly, and walking up stairs to the boys dormitory with his hand in his pocket. At first Juli stared after him in confusion. Finally she stood up, ignoring everything else around her and followed him up. It didn't take her long to find the right dormitory because it said sixth years on one of the doors. It didn't for the girls. Then again, guys couldn't go up to the girl's dormitory so they didn't need to know which was which year. And the girls tended to mingle anyways so you couldn't put them in specific dormitories. Guys really didn't care as much.

Before going in she knocked on the door. At first she didn't hear anything and thought maybe Harry wasn't there. Or he was tired and had went to sleep. But then she heard give a very loud "Ow!" and Juli rushed in.

"Are you okay?" she cried, leaving the door wide open.

"Hmmmm?" said Harry, sucking on his finger. When he saw her he pulled it out. "Oh, it's nothing. Just a small cut."

"What is there to cut yourself on?" asked Juli, looking perplexed as she crossed the room and grabbed Harry's hand.

He looked like he was going to protest but her hard look made him stop. Juli felt a bit stupid making such a big deal over such a small cut, but she wasn't exactly sure what she was supposed to do as a girlfriend. She wasn't exactly the make-out type like Pansy and Malfoy. And it wasn't like she wanted to go around blushing all the time, so holding hands all the time was out of the question. Well, it would be find every once and a while. Especially if they were on a date. But not every day. That would just be open to disaster. Plus Harry had never really said they were dating… he just said he liked her and he wanted a relationship. So he had been stealing her own words, but still.

There were going to have to sit down and figure this all out. In the mean time she found that the cut wasn't more than a small prick. She let go of his hand and allowed him to take care of it. Then she turned to his open trunk and looked inside. When she saw the broken mirror she was perplexed. Slowly she reached a hand in.

"No, wait…" said Harry, reaching out for her.

Too later. She slowly lifted the frame of the mirror with a few of the pieces in it and set it on the ground. Then she took the other few pieces out of the bottom of the trunk. She fit them together the best she could and kneeled down, staring at it. Harry was still in the same position, reaching out for her. Then he pulled his hand back and swallowed. Slowly he walked over and leaned over to pick up the mirror. But Juli grabbed his hand and gently pulled him to the ground.

"You know breaking a mirror is seven years bad luck," said Juli, trying to sound cheerful, but her voice was strained. She knew that this was important to Harry and she wanted to find out why.

"I've had 16," said Harry stiffly. "I think I can handle a few more."

"That's not the point," signed Juliana, dropping her head and closing her eyes. "Any other person would have thrown it away or fixed it…"

"Yeah, well, someone important gave it to me," snapped Harry. "Would you have thrown it away?"

"Well, I don't know Harry," said Juli, suddenly sounding like a councilor she had met once after her grandma had died. "Maybe if I understood how you felt about it…"

"You wouldn't understand," muttered Harry, starting to stand up again. Again Juli grabbed his hand.

"But I want to," said Juli, looking up at him with hard eyes. "So try and make me understand."

Sighing Harry stood up and walked over to the bed. He sat down on the edge and dropped his head in his hands. Then, still talking into his hands, he explained about Sirius. About how they had met and he found our he was innocent. The fact that Sirius was his godfather and his help during the Triwizard Tournament. For a minute he paused then dived into all that Sirius did in his fifth year. He mentioned the package Sirius gave him after Christmas. After a few failed attempts he talked about Sirius dieing and his chases of Bellatrix Lestrange. He even explained about the prophesy and ended telling about opening the package and finding the mirror.

"When it wouldn't show me Sirius I got a little angry and…" Harry waved uselessly at the trunk. "I just threw it in and it broke."

Juli hadn't said anything during it all. She didn't even say anything now. All she did was stand up and walk over to Harry. For a minute she hesitated as Harry stared off into space. Then slowly she leaned down and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. With a sad smile she said in a whisper:

"Thank you, Harry… For trusting me."

There was a moment where nobody said or did anything. Harry stared at Juli for a while then his eyes softened. Standing up he walked over to where the broken mirror lay and leaned over. He picked it up, carried it to his bed side and put it in the drawer. Juli put a hand on his shoulder as he stood there with his hand still on the handle.

"It'll get better," she said quietly. "Trust me."

Then, thinking it was for the best, she left the room quietly, leaving Harry to his thoughts.