First Day Back

Their first day back was a little aggravating for Chelsea, seeing that she got double potions with Snape, double transfiguration with McGonnagal, and Defense Against the Dark Arts with Lupin (which was not a bad thing). Snape had made her partner up with Ron and they had to work together for two hours of awkwardness. They said nothing to each other except for, "Pass me the hellebore, Ron," or " Stir it clockwise, Dana, not counterclockwise." It was one hell of a day for Chelsea...and things are not getting better once she got to the common room at the end of the day.

The common room was fully occupied and there was nowhere left to sit and to do homework at except for Ron's fireplace. He sat on one of the armchairs and was doing his homework. Chelsea considered sitting with him for a moment but the decided to leave for the girls' dormitory. Once she opened the door, loud music from the girls' dormitory broke the silence of the common room. "Not a good place to do homework," thought Chelsea. She wondered why she hadn't thought of doing her work at the library, she had passed it on her way back to the common room! "There's no sense of going back, I suppose, my legs are going to break any second now," she thought again. She stood in the middle of the common room to double -check for any empty spots. But luck was not on her side that day.

She force herself to sit on the couch in front of Ron. She was minding her own business when Ron started talking to her.

"What've you got there?" Ron asked

"Transfiguration and Potions," she answered while being shocked at the same time. Ron hadn't talk to her for ages...even if he's always around her.

"Have you seen Harry and Hermione anywhere?" he asked again while searching the common room.

"No, but I bet I know what they're doing. Snogging in one of the hallways," said Chelsea as she beamed to Ron. Ron looked over her shoulders to spot Harry and Hermione standing right behind Chelsea.

"You know, we're not always snogging, we've got better stuff to do, like homework at the library," said Harry calmly.

Chelsea froze.

"Sorry," she said as she smiled to them.

"No problem," chuckled Hermione. Harry sat on the armchair next to Ron's and Hermione sat on Harry's lap.

"So, what's going on here? You guys were talking, right?" asked Harry to his sister

"Mmhmm," replied Chelsea. She did not look at anyone or anything except for her papers and notebook on her lap. She was busy writing answers to her homework.

"So, what were you two doing?" asked Ron curiously to Hermione and Harry

"Homework, at the library," said Hermione quickly.

"So you're all done with your homework?" asked Chelsea as she quickly looked up. She was hoping if she can copy Harry's homework because she was having some troubles with her own.

" No. We got kicked out," Harry said in a low voice as he blushed.

" HA! I knew it! So where did you snog her?" said Chelsea mischievously

"We were not sno-" protested Hermione but was cut by Harry

"Behind the fourth bookcase on the left of the door," he surrendered. Hermione raised her eyebrows and gasped as she gave him her I-can't-believe-you-told-her-that look.

"She's gonna force it out of me anyways! And besides, she's my sister, it's not like she's going to tell the whole world," protested Harry, "are you?" he added quickly as he looks at his sister.

Chelsea smiled mischievously as she said," Why shouldn't I? I mean, you practically announced it to the neighborhood when Ron and I broke-" She quickly broke off.

She quickly gathered her things and put them into her bag. As she swung her bag onto her shoulder and heads up to the girls' dormitory, she said, " It's late, I gotta go," and left.

"It's only five forty-five! And it's almost dinnertime!" Harry hollered. Ron fell silent and he packed his things and headed to the boys' dormitory

"Ron-" Hermione started off, but fell silent. She looked at Harry and she seems to be reading his mind.

"All right, you take Ron and I'll take Chelsea," she said as she rose up from his lap.

"Got it. Good luck. She's a rock," he said, then he leaned down to give her a quick kiss.

Hermione opened the door of the girls' dormitory and loud music burst out. Lavender and Parvati were dancing on their beds and Chelsea was lying on her bed, trying to finish her Transfiguration essay.

"You finished your potion stuff?" asked Hermione as she sat on Chelsea's bed.

"Yes, and you can't crack me, Hermione," answered Chelsea in a serious tone.

"Fine, but can you please at least come down for dinner?" pleaded Hermione in a loud voice that seems to be fighting the loud music.

"I'm not hungry!"

"Fine!" Hermione said in an annoyed voice as she strolled out of the door.

At the boys' dormitory...

"Ron, you obviously can't miss dinner," Harry said, "It's just not you," he quickly added.

"I'll sneak down to the kitchen then," replied Ron as he laid on his bed, looking at the ceiling. Harry sat on his own bed.

"You know, she's my sister and it's not like I'm going to hit you if you tell me that you still want to go out with her," said Harry calmly.

"You serious?" said Ron suddenly, his spirit was rising.

"No," said Harry flatly, "Unless you swear not to break her heart again. She loved you, you know," said Harry as he lays flat on his bed, also looking at the ceiling.

"How'd you know? She never told me that,"

"I read her diary. It's like my job, since I'm her brother,"

"I don't believe you. Then why would she broke it off?"

"I don't know, I didn't get that far. Plus, she wont tell anyone," said Harry casually.

"Well, how am I supposed to get back with her if I don't know why she broke up with me in the first place?" asked Ron curiously.

"Easy, we'll sneak to the girls' dormitory at night and steal her diary. Or at least peek into it," said Harry mischievously

"I seriously am hoping that you're joking,"

"Do you want to get back to her or not?"

"Yes," Ron said softly as he blushed.

"Then come down to dinner and we'll talk it over!"

"Cool. Thanks, mate,"

"No problem," said Harry as he smiled.

The boys went out of their dormitory to find Hermione standing helplessly alone in front of their door.

"Where's Chelsea?"

"Doing her Potions essay. She won't listen to me. You should go talk to her, Harry," said Hermione.

"What? Why should I?" protested Harry

"First, you're her brother, and second, I don't think your parents will want your sister to skip dinner. She's already a stick! Next thing we'll know could be wether she has anorexia or not! I mean, God forbid, but, look at her! She already skipped lunch!" preached Hermione.

"Okay, okay! Calm down, sheesh!" Harry said as he knocked on the girls' door.

"CHELSEA!COME OUT HERE!I WANNA TALK TO YOU!IT'S AN EMERGENCY!" hollered Harry.

"I'M NOT COMING OUT FOR DINNER, I'VE GOT AN ESSAY TO DO!" Chelsea yelled

"RON'S UNCONSCIOUS!" lied Harry as he mouthed "Sorry" to Ron.

Chelsea sprinted out of the door, and found Harry, Hermione, and Ron standing in front of her.

"YOU LIAR!" yelled Chelsea

"EITHER EAT DINNER OR I'M CALLING MUM AND DAD!" hollered Harry as he got out the two way mirror. "LILY POT-"

"Experliarmus!" yelled Chelsea as she pointed her wand to the mirror. It flew out of Harry's hand and fell down on the floor, broken.

"You broke it!" shouted Harry to his sister

"Oh, really, Harry? Well, nothing gets past you, obviously. Reparo," said Chelsea sarcastically and the mirror was put back together. "Accio mirror," she said and the mirror flew to her hand.

"FINE!" shouted Harry. He went downstairs to the common room to take some Floo powder

and headed straight to one of the fireplaces. He thew the powder into the fire place and put his head into it as he yelled clearly, " GODRIC'S HOLLOW!"

At Godric's Hollow, Lily was preparing dinner while James was in the shower.

"MUUUUUUUUUUUUM!DAAAAAAAAAAD!" shouted Harry's head from the fireplace in the living room. Startled, Lily dropped her knife and headed for the fireplace.

"Harry! What's wrong, love?" asked Lily to her son.

"Chelsea, that's what's wrong! She won't come down for dinner and she's skipped lunch already! And she's a stick!" said Harry, repeating Hermione's words.

James pops into the room. Although he was fully dressed, his black hair was messy (as usual) and wet.

"What's wrong, Harry?"

"Chelsea wont eat dinner and she's burying herself under tons of stuff," said Lily.

"Is she there?" asked James.

"No, she won't come out of the girls' dormitory and I'm not allowed in there," explained Harry.

"There's a fireplace at the girls' dormitory, James, maybe we can pop there," said Lily calmly.

"I know, I've seen it," blurted James. The next second, James realized what he said and was going to run, but his wife already started shouting.

"YOU DID WHAT?"

"It was fourth year, honey, and we were going to put itching powder on your uniform!"

"I SHOULD'VE KNOWN! IT WAS YOU MARAUDERS!" shouted Lily.

"Guys, can we get back to the main reason that I'm here?" broke Harry

"Fine. I'll deal with you later," said Lily in a dangerous tone and Harry's head was gone the next second.

Lily grabbed some Floo Powder and threw them into the fireplace. James was about to do the same, but Lily said, " No, you're not coming. You are to stay here until I get back, James. Got it?"

"But why can't I come? She's my daughter too!" protested James

"And that's just it, James, She's your daughter, which means she's a girl and lives in the girls' dormitory! I'm not about to have you go into the girls' dormitory for the second time!" snarled Lily.

"Fourth," replied James bluntly. Lily gave her husband her Oh-my-God-you-are-so-gonna-get-punished look.

She went into the fireplace and yelled, " Gryffindor Seventh Year Girls' Dormitory!" The next second, she saw the empty girls' dormitory and found her one and only daughter lying on her bed with her glasses on, doing her Potions Essay.

"Darling, why aren't you at dinner?" asked Lily gently.

"Mum? Great, Harry told you, didn't he? Remind me to get back at him." said Chelsea as she put down her glasses on top of her potions essay.

"There will be no getting back or you'll see me ever so often. And you haven't answer my question, Chelsea, why aren't you eating? You're going to get sick!" said Lily as she sat on her daughter's bed.

"I'm not hungry," said Chelsea flatly and the next thing was her stomach growled ever so loudly.

"Not hungry, eh?" smiled Lily

"Fine, mum. Because Ron's going to be there and I just don't feel like looking at him right now," said Chelsea truthfully.

"You know, before I fell for your daddy, I used to dislike him so much. Looking at his face made me sick. But, on my fifth year, when my best friend Charlotte went out with Sirius, I was forced to sit with him. I thought that it would be a disaster, but it wasn't," said Lily as she tried to comfort her daughter.

"Fine, fine, fine! I'll go down to dinner and eat," surrendered Chelsea at last.

"That's my girl. I have to go deal with your father now," said Lily as she kissed Chelsea's forehead and walked back to the fireplace.

"Why, what did he do this time?" said Chelsea as she got up and straightened herself.

"Something he did in the past. Bye, sweetheart. I love you," said Lily

"Love you too," said Chelsea as she went out of the girls' dormitory.

Lily yelled " GODRIC'S HOLLOW!" and she was once again in her living room, about to deal with James.