Title: More Than You Think You Are

Author: Ygraine

Summary: After the war, Ginny flees the wizarding world, but now her daughter has come to Hogwarts, only to find stares and whispers where-ever she goes...

Disclaimer: Needless to say, I'm not JK Rowling, so this story is for enjoyment only, not to make profit in anyway.

A/N: My freind Dary Beta'd this chapter as Jim was busy:) And, sorry about the wait

Chapter 3

Oh, Beth though to herself, that's what he looks like. Her broom was still floating by her side and Iliana's hand still clutching at her arm. He's really rather normal looking despite how much Iliana goes on about him. Beth sighed and took hold of her broom; more students were awestruck from the 'Fantastic Mr Potter.' The man seemed unphased at most of the pupils goggling at him. Although when he looked at Beth, who was still holding her broom, he smiled, glanced at Iliana (who knowing she was gawking at him) and rolled his eyes slightly, and then saw Tyrone, gaze lowering slightly for a moment, and winked.

First the broom is floating then she has it in her hand...?

Confused, she looked down at her hand and saw Tyrone's hand jerk away, only when it was gone did Beth miss the slight tickling sensation in her fingers. She looked up at Tyrone and blinked, he was looking into the distance, unfocused, a slight pink tinge in his cheeks, which could have been mistaken for the cold air...

"Once everyone has done that, I want you to mount your broom," Potter was continuing. Everyone one did so, Iliana pulled her skirt nervously, "Now, on my whistle, jump hard, and hover in the air, about five feet or so, and then tilt the handle down slightly so you come to a landing." He smiled, and blew his whistle.

Beth jumped and felt the wind in her hair, she hovered a bit higher than she was told, but Potter didn't seem to mind, he smiled at the class, Iliana and Aiden were barely off the ground, but Harry praised them nontheless. Next to her, she saw Tyrone, and he flew slowly over to her and smiled brightly. He looked down at Potter and smiled, and flew upwards some more. Beth followed him, slowly, careful not to fall. He seemed so proud of himself. Beth looked down and was unnerved slightly at the height they were at. It was really rather high, about twice the height of her peers.

"Don't worry, you won't fall. Harry's put a safety net, in case any one should. But you won't, I won't let you." Tyrone said smoothly.

"You won't let me? How won't you let me?"

He laughed slightly, "Actually, I'll just scream 'Harry, catch!' Safety net or no, it'll still hurt a bit to fall all that way. But the sentiment remains the same."

Beth straightened her back, her confidence building somewhat. "You know him don't you." He blushed violently "You said on the train, that your dad knew the Potters. You also said that your Godfather taught you to fly and was a Quidditch fan. Harry Potter's your Godfather, isn't he?"

"Yes." Tyrone mumbled, he became serious suddenly "Don't tell Iliana. She'll just ask questions about him. I promised Harry, he wants to live in peace, ever since the war..."

Beth furrowed her eyebrows and flew even higher for privacy, it really was the best way, as no one else appeared to have the stomach to do it yet. "What happened?" She asked when Tyrone had caught up with her. "Apart from the fact that he had to kill that Voldemort person."

Tyrone bit his lip and seemed conscious that people were around, no matter how far below, he answered in a quiet whisper. "Well, some of his friends died. He was really close to the Weasleys, they were a large family and a number of them died. My mum told me that Harry was er...'causually seeing' the youngest...but she died. Harry hasn't been the same since."

Beth blinked. "She died! Oh my..." Poor Mr Potter...

"Well, her body was never recovered, but so many were mained and..." He shivered. "Everyone thinks that she died."

"Tyrone!" A voice called, they both looked down, Harry was beckoning them down.

"Come on now, thats enough showing off!" There was good humour in his voice and

Tyrone giggled slightly before he and Bethany made their way down.

It was quite a smooth landing, except the fact that she stumbled slightly, luckily no one but Mr Potter noticed, he helped her up, she turned to smile at him, their eyes met, and he blinked at the look in her eyes.

That was new. Her eyes, may well be the most boring eyes ever. Hazel eyes, they did nothing for her complexion, so they stood out quite boldly. That must be it!

"What's your name?"

"Bethany Richardson." She replied.

"Ah, heard a lot about you from my Godson, I have. Harry Potter, pleased to meet you." She turned to her friend, who was scarlet and looking at anything but her.

"Have you met Iliana Thorne?" He asked, grabbing the blonde. Potter blinked at her too, which settled Beth's nerves somewhat. Iliana looked around, confused slightly, after talking to Aiden, at the first sight of Harry however, she smiled and started talking. Beth rolled her eyes.

Tyrone did the same.

x

Harry didn't teach them again, just that one time. The strange looks around the school continued as ever, but Beth soon learned to ignore them, and the week before the Christmas holidays, Iliana was moaning about Professor Snape. Again.

"I mean, if he just washed his hair once in a while, he would be so much easier to look at." She was whinging.

"Yes, because his teaching methods have everything to do with how he looks." Beth shot back before even thinking.

"Well, yeah." Iliana replied, twiddling her own hair in the process. "I can't look at him, so therefore I can't concentrate."

Beth sighed angrily. Iliana, no matter how much Beth liked her, could really be rather shallow. She threw her quill onto her parchment, making a blue blob of ink on it.

Snape wouldn't be happy about that. As she got her wand and tried to clean her mess, she spoke to her blonde friend. "You shouldn't care about what a teacher looks like. You should be listening to what they have to say."

"Well." Iliana said leaning forward. "You would say that about Snape, you're his favourite pupil."

Beth shook her head, and kept her head down, trying to clean her parchment, hiding her blush. "I'm not..."

Iliana laughed, "Yes you are. You should see his eyes when he looks at you! I'm expecting to see a ring any day now."

Beth choked on her own saliva. "Excuse me?" She yelled, her anger levels rising, "You take that back, that's gross!"

Iliana looked shocked and almost insulted at Beths outburst. "Jeez, girl, I was only joking, keep your hair on!"

Beth sighed. "I'm sorry Iliana, I'm just so frustrated! I came here three months ago, and still people stare at me, especially the teachers, and I don't know why!"

Iliana offered a small smile. Trying to comfort her, she moved next to her and offered

Beth a hug, who took it gratefully. "If you want, I could ask my mum and dad, they may know, but I doubt it, I think it's a Hogwarts thing."

Beth nodded into Ilianas shoulder, and hoped again hoped that it would all blow over, and people would forget by the time the Holidays ended. Then, she would seek some answers. The answers that she deserved.

A/N: PLease please PLEASE review! puppy dog eyes