Authors note: so I just read what I have written so far and I found that I thought that this story is craptacular to quote a review. So after much deliberation I have decided to finish the story, for a while there I wasn't sure whether this would be my last chapter or not. I will plague you all with many more chapters of this. Hopefully I will improve on it as I write. Thank you for taking the time to read this story.

Your craptacular Author KIRA

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James Madison (the federalist 10)

One Good Day Part Two:

Julia was almost finished cleaning off the counters when he came in.

She was singing along to her favorite song:

What did I do to cause you so much pain?

Where did I go wrong?

Who is at fault here?

I never told you cause I didn't want to hurt.

Didn't want to burden

When you found out you yelled

You blamed

Told me I was selfish

Didn't want to share my hurt

Its all my fault you say

Well I don't care

It was my hurt to keep

Not yours to tell

As the song came to an end Julia sensed someone behind her.

"Nice song Julia, fits rather well don't you think?"

Julia looked towards the front door where her brother was standing.

"Good morning Harry."

Julia didn't want to get in an argument with Harry today. So she just pretended that she hadn't heard him say any thing but hello.

"Julia we need to talk, even you can agree, can't you?"

Julia frowned at the cold cup of coffee that some careless customer had left on a table.

"They never throw their garbage away, ill never understand why. I mean there's a garbage can not five feet away yet they insist on leaving their garbage for me to get."

She was dancing around the issue and she knew that Harry knew it. It wouldn't last long she knew.

"Julia stop cleaning and look at me. You haven't looked me in the eye since before, since before school ended. I want to know why."

Harry seemed rather impatient. Well tough Mr. man I don't need to explain myself to you. You should be explaining yourself to me. As much as Julia longed to say that she knew that if she did it would all come out in the open. That was a whole can of beans that she didn't want opening, well at least not now.

She put the finishing touches on the counter before answering. "Harry, pick a table any table."

"What, this is not a game Julia"

"Then pick a table and sit. You want to have a conversation, well I want to be sitting when we have it"

Harry scowled at her. "Fine, the one in the corner."

"Do you want anything to drink, I have tip money so I'll pay?"

"Milk I guess"

"Milk it is, and coffee for me."

Julia got the aforementioned items and sat across from Harry.

"Here you go", she said, handing Harry the milk," I hope you enjoy."

Harry looked up at Julia as she took a sip of her coffee. "Are you sure you should be drinking that? Won't it throw your blood sugar out of whack?"

Julia sighed. Here we go. It's the whole rant about what I should and should not eat. Dudley did the same thing. He got jittery when I ate a cookie. Which wasn't very often at privet drive.

Harry diabetes isn't like that. I mean yes I do need to watch what I eat but I also need to balance that with my blood glucose level and my insulin level. And that dear brother also depends on what I do, what my energy level is and hormones and stress and such. Are you confused yet?" Julia asked with a bit of a laugh. Poor Harry had gone quite pale which is what he usually does when he is confused or panicky. It's what Julia had been waiting for.

Harry was looking at Julia with a bit of a frown.

"Julia why didn't you tell me. I mean i'm your brother for Pete's sake."

"Who's Pete? Just kidding Harry I know what you mean." Harry had begun to go from pale to a slight shade of pink, which alerted Julia that she needed to get to the point and get to it quickly.

"Harry I didn't tell you because I thought that you had enough to deal with as it was. Cedric had died not a fortnight before. I didn't want you to worry about any thing as asinine as diabetes. I didn't want anyone to know. I'm sorry."

Julia watched Harrys' face go from pink all the way past pale and land on gray.

"Harry, are you okay?"

"Julia, how dare you."

Julia looked at her reflection in the window of the bakery she looked rather askance.

"How dare I what Harry?"

"How dare you not tell me, I'm your brother. I don't care what excuses you told your self so that you would feel that it was okay to keep something like this from me. That was perhaps one of the stupidest things you could have done. What if you had a diabetic reaction during school? No one would have known what to do. You could have died. How dare you keep this from me."

A part of Julia knew that Harry was right, but that was a small part. The larger part was feeling outraged that Harry had just said those things to her. She was her own keeper, not him, not anybody. Nobody but her had a right to know unless she told them. Dudley only knew because she had collapsed in front of him at the park. That was the only person besides her doctor and his wife that knew. It wasn't like she had deliberately decided to hurt Harry by not telling him. For crying out loud she had been trying to save him some pain.

"How dare I. how dare I. how dare you Harry. How dare you come in here to my work and say those things to me. Its not like I ever tell you that you were wrong. There are so many points that I could have and normally would have questioned you on. The only reason I didn't was because you were my brother and you had too much pressure as it was already. So don't you dare presume to come here and tell my what I should and should not have done. Don't you dare Harry James Potter."

Harry looked up at Julia; she had inadvertently stood up during her rant.

"Julia I have never done anything remotely close to this, so don't try to pull the outraged sister routine on me."

Julia couldnt believe her ears. He had never pulled anything close to this? Fat chance.

"You've never done anything close to this? I don't believe you have the gall to say that, especially after Sirius."

Julia knew that she had gone over the line of decency when she said that. She had never meant to say that. Sure she had been thinking it, in the back of her mind when she wasn't around Harry. But she had never, ever meant to say that.

Harry had yet to react to what Julia had said. It scared Julia a bit that he hadn't said a thing. Hadn't yelled at her. Cried. Thrown things. No, he had just stood there with no expression on his face. She wished that he would yell at her.

"Harry", she started.

"No don't say anything to me julia. Don't you ever say a thing to me again." With that Harry left the bakery, slamming the door behind him.

Julia looked to where he had been sitting. He had left his milk behind, without even bothering to throw it away.

"Damnit Harry!"

Julia forcefully grabbed the bottle of milk and was stuffing it down into the bottom of the garbage when Bonny came back into the front room.

"So I see that the conversation with your brother didn't go very well. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Julia looked over at Bonny. While she knew that Bonny was only trying to help she was still extremely pissed off. She didn't want to loose her job though.

"Ummm do you think it would be okay if I left a little early today, I promise that it wont happen again?"

"Sure julia you go right on ahead."

Julia left the bakery five minutes latter with a resounding, "have a good day dear", From Bonny.

Half an hour latter Julia was having a swell time at the neighborhood park. She had decided to make the most of her day, or what remained of it anyways. She spent most of her day swinging through the air on the only swing that was unbroken thus far. (Dudley and his gang had broken all but one swing the previous summer.) By six o clock she was starting to feel pretty tired so she decided to head to Ms. Figgs house for the night. Perhaps she would make dinner as a thank you to Ms. Figg for letting her stay at her house.

When Julia got to Ms. Figgs house she found the front door wide open.

Ms. Figg never left the door open.

Authors note: Well I had planned on focusing on the park quite a bit more but Harry just had to have his little squabble with Julia so this is what you get. I hope that you enjoyed the chapter. That song that Julia was singing was made up by your truly so that may explain why its so odd. Well i'm done feeling bad about myself wanna go grab some coffee? Julia makes the best cappuccino around.

Your very discouraged author KIRA