Lupin's Little Dark One
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"Fair enough." Both teens replied.
"Is that normal?" Kieran asked. "The thing with the speaking together like that?"
"Yes, it is." Dumbledore replied. "For what I want to happen it is."
Chapter Five: The Inner Emotions of Kieran Lupin
"What do you want to happen Albus?" Remus asked.
"I want Harry and Kieran to go get a goodnight's sleep." Dumbledore said. "They have classes tomorrow. They should be well rested. But, don't either of you share schedules with anyone else." The teens nodded. "Now off with the both of you." Kieran nodded to Remus and turned around and walked out. Harry smiled at both adults and followed after her.
"Which way is our dorm?" she asked quietly.
"Up the stairs." He replied. "Let's start getting to know each other. My Birthday is July 31st. When's yours?"
"Halloween." She said bitterly. "This isn't going to work."
"Why not?"
"Because, we're different."
"You don't want to get close to anyone. You're scared."
"What is there to be afraid of?"
"You said yourself Voldemort is trying to kill you."
"I don't fear him." Kieran snapped.
"You fear for those around you. That's why you're so withdrawn."
"I don't care about any of it."
"Stop pretending your numb, because you're not."
"Do you really want to know how I feel?"
"Yes, I do." Harry said.
"I feel like someone took a knife, jabbed it in my heart and tore it out and left me to die. But I'm not dying I'm just feeling this pain and emptiness. This void within my body and I can't fill it and it won't just heal. I lost everything. My home, my family, my friends. Now, I found out that the man that I called Daddy wasn't even my father." Kieran said. "I didn't nor do I now want to be here." She stopped walking. "I stay awake at nights, telling myself this is all an endless bad dream, and one day I'll wake up in the ER from a drug overdose and Corey and Mom and Daddy will all be there with flowers and balloons and all that stuff. But I fall asleep and when I see their faces in my dreams, someone puts a knife in me. Then I wake up in the morning and I'm still all alone, in this darkness. You think you know how I feel but you don't. I know you've gone through shit too, but not like that. AS a teen you drink and do drugs and party. Heck, I'm sexually active! My mother didn't even know. I went out every night with people I didn't even know. I should have stayed home. Or spent more time with my real friends. Now they're all gone. The survivors, yea, I know them all. They were down in the States partying, I was on my way to meet them." Now, tears were freely falling down her face. Harry was looking at her solemnly.
"I, well, I'm sorry. I wish there was someway I could take it back." Harry whispered.
"Never mind it, and don't you tell a soul what I just told you." Kieran said.
"I won't." Harry promised. Kieran wiped away her tears.
"Well, now you know me. Can we go now?" She said. Harry nodded and started back up to Gryffindor Tower.
Once they arrived Harry saw the Fat Lady asleep. He touched the portrait and she let out a horrifying scream and she jolted awake. Kieran jumped back five feet and Harry covered his ears. The other portraits' inhabitants all rushed to see what had happened.
"We're Gryffindors, it's okay!" Harry said. The Fat Lady silenced.
"You startled me, but, password?" the painting replied.
"Er... Godric," Harry said. The Fat Lady smiled and the portrait swung open. He climbed and Kieran followed.
"Very classical, medieval architecture, not half bad." She said softly. "Who would think a whole school would be like this." Harry shrugged.
"Well Girls are up the right staircase, I would suppose the year would be on the door, it is with ours." Harry said. "I will see you tomorrow." He went up the stairs but paused and turned around. "Kieran, thanks, for letting me in."
"It's your turn tomorrow." Kieran said heading up the stairs. "Goodnight Mr. Potter." She disappeared into the hall of dorms. Harry shook his head and went into his own dorm and went to bed.
Kieran looked at all the doors until she found the 6th year door. She opened it slowly and quietly and looked around in the dark. She saw the figures of three girl in the three beds near each other and across the room from them was a fourth, and Kieran recognized her guitar case near it. She went over and found her trunk and dug through it for some pajamas. She found a pair of the pants and at-shirt and changed and got into her bed and looked up at the ceiling.
"Maybe it is all a dream," she muttered. "I shouldn't say that, it's real all right. I'm at Hogwarts, my real father is my teacher, and I'm bound to Harry Potter through Voldemort." She sighed and tears ran down her face and soon she had cried herself to sleep.