A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was focusing on A Lack of Colour and sort of forgot about all the other stories I have. Well anyway, I'm updating now, so . . .yeah. Chapter five already, it's been so quick, or so long. Either one, which is kind of strange really. It can't be eitherone. I think I'll pick b) it's been so long. I thought I would be up to chapter ten by now. Although, I didn't think I would have so many stories either - fifteen!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! Though I wish I did, I want all that money.

'Wow,' Katherine said to George, 'I didn't know they also spoke English at Beauxbatons.'

Katherine had asked him to speak to her in French because she could speak it fluently but, of course, he couldn't do it. So he told her a little white lie of saying that they also spoke English there. She could figure out when he was gone if she wanted to.

Claudia came into the Great Hall the next morning carrying the newspaper, she looked grave and serious.

'Emma, you might want to see this,' she said, placing the newspaper in front of her. The front page was a picture of a man and his girlfriend, both with tears in their eyes.

'Oh no,' she exclaimed. 'Look what it says here: Mat Rodgers has a girlfriend!'

Jesse laughed and Claudia smacked her head, 'no, read the article!'

'His dad is dead, oh I feel really sorry for him,' she said after a while.

Emma loved the Quidditch player Mat Rodgers and they had all gone to see him play a couple of years ago with the World Cup series.

'I know,' said Claudia, 'his dad suffered from depression no one knew about,' she told her.

'I already know that, it says it right here, I can read you know,' she said.

'You should write to him,' Lily suggested.

Emma's eyes lit up, 'great idea, Lils. If anyone needs me I'll be in the Owlery,' she said and jumped up from her seat and ran out, just missing her boyfriend, Jamie on her way.

'She's gone to offer her condolences to Mat Rodgers,' Lily said. But like Emma, Jamie wasn't the brightest person in the world and had no idea what condolences meant.

'She has?' he asked worriedly, thinking it was some kind of affair she was having with him.

'Jamie, it means that she wants to tell him that she's sorry his dad passed away,' Lily explained.

'Oh good,' he sighed. 'I was worried he was giving her the chocolate that I gave her yesterday. I thought maybe she didn't like it.'

'Jamie,' Jess said, 'I know for a fact she loved the chocolate you gave her, she ate it all last night while she was reading her book,' she laughed.

He looked relieved. 'Thanks guys.'

'No problem, Jamie.'

'That guy is a prick,' Sirius said after he left. 'He doesn't deserve her,' he said.

'No one does except for you,' Lily said, knowing that was coming next.

'Exactly.'

'I am freaking out,' Ron said late one night, it was only Harry and Hermione left in the Common Room. 'We'll be behind soon,' he explained, 'then what are we going to do?'

Harry just smiled and turned away from him, he wasn't really bothered. He had enjoyed this place so much he wasn't sure whether he wanted to leave anymore.

'You'll be fine, Ron,' Hermione said, she was reading a book for Ancient Runes extension Lily had given her.

'That's easy for you to say, you're so smart you could probably do your N.E.W.T's now and pass with running colours,' he said.

'I think the expression is flying colours,' Hermione said, not looking up from her book or paying any attention to the compliment he had just paid her.

'Does it matter? Flying, running, same difference,' he said, annoyed.

Hermione now looked up from her book and sighed, 'we'll just have to deal with it as best as we can,' she said, 'I'm sure they'll understand.'

'Yeah, maybe,' he said quietly, he was now looking at Harry, his eyes were filled with tears, but he wasn't crying, he was looking out the window, deep in thought.

'Harry?'

He didn't look up or acknowledge that he had heard Ron; he just kept staring out the window. A tear fell from his eyes and he quickly wiped it from his face.

'Harry?' Ron repeated.

'Yeah?' he said distantly.

'You ok?'

'This is going to be so hard leaving them, I've become so attached, I wish I could hug them and it not seem weird, I wish I could call them mum and dad like normal people do, I wish I could be normal,' he said, tears now flowing from his eyes.

'Mate, I wish I could do all that for you, but it's not going to happen unless we explain the situation to them,' he said.

'Could we?' he asked, why hadn't they in the first place? Sure it would seem weird at first but if Dumbledore could take of the glamour charm and put their faces to the same they could see. But then maybe everything would change, maybe Lily would decide she really didn't want to date James and everything would be different, maybe even change for the worse. It was far too risky to do something like that.

'You know the answer already, Harry,' Hermione said in a tone that made Harry annoyed and angry with her.

'You don't understand how hard this is for me,' he shouted. 'I hate this place just as much as I love it!'

'Harry, we do understand how hard this is for you, we want you to realise that,' Hermione said calmly.

Harry breathed in heavily and then out again, 'I'm sorry, I just needed to let of a little steam, I'm sorry it had to be you guys I shouted at,' he said.

'That's ok,' Ron and Hermione said at the same time. They looked at each other, laughed awkwardly and blushed.

Harry rolled his eyes and looked out the window again, this was getting weird, why couldn't they say they liked each other. There would be nothing bad about it because they both like each other.

'Can you believe it's O.W.L year next year, already?' Lily said the next night in the Girls' Dorm.

Hermione's mind was wondering, what if they showed up in exam week? What if they showed up in the week before exams and they had to study really hard with them? What if something like that happened?

'Hermione? Do you know when you're going to stay with us in out fifth year?' Jess asked.

'Sorry,' she said, 'but we have no idea, we only get told a week before we are to leave,' she lied. She wanted to tell them all the truth, to tell Lily she had a son, to ask Emma why she never ended up with Sirius and to ask Jess, Claudia and Ellie what happened to them. But they wouldn't know anyway, so what, really, was the point?

'You like Hermione,' Sirius said to Ron. 'But you won't ask her out? Why is that?'

Ron blushed furiously and his ears went a deep shade of crimson. 'I don't know,' he muttered, 'I suppose I don't want to ruin our friendship and what happens if she doesn't want to date me?'

'None of that matters at the moment,' James said. 'Lily and I have a great friendship and she rejects me all the time.'

Remus wanted to warn Ron but with James and Sirius telling him what to do and when to ask her it was hard. He wanted to shout at Ron not to listen to them. James and Lily's relationship wasn't good. What was he thinking?

'All you have to do is ask her,' Sirius said. Peter was nodding along to everything he said. 'You have to forget about what happens if she rejects you and follow your instinct,' he continued.

Ron swallowed, 'my instinct?'

'Yeah,' Sirius said, 'that's what I do all the time, it's never failed me,' he swelled up with pride and smiled at Ron, as if to encourage him.

Remus coughed loudly, 'and what about Emma?'

'Yeah, well, ok,' Sirius said, a little put off, 'she's rejected me once or twice but that doesn't matter one out of say a hundred girls, that's all. What are the chances of that happening with you and Hermione?'

'Slim,' Peter said.

'Thank you, Peter,' Sirius said, patting him on the back. Peter looked pleased with himself and grinned at everyone in the room as if to say he was the best at giving answers and ideas.

Remus decided to offer Ron some advice, 'look, Alex, if you don't want to do it, don't. These people are experts but they're also jerks who don't treat women in the right way,' he said. 'No offence.'

'None taken,' Sirius said truthfully. He was actually quite pleased he said that they were experts.

Ron looked around the room, 'can I do it tomorrow?'

'But you're leaving tomorrow, we won't get to see you do anything,' James exclaimed. He wanted to see if he was good at offering advice on girls and whether he could do it for a living.

'Exactly,' Ron said.

'Haha, Alex, good one!' Sirius said, clapping him on the back. 'Why don't you save it for a year and then we can see you do it next year,' he suggested.

'Good idea,' Ron said happily.

'But, you have to promise us something,' James said, Ron nervously nodded, wondering what he was getting himself into, 'you have to practice.'

Remus laughed, 'you mean practice on other girls I hope!'

'Of course I do!' James said.

'Done,' said Ron, knowing that he wouldn't have to do anything of the sort when the time came to leave tomorrow.

A/N: Year five next time! I think something big will happen next chapter, I will try to update before I leave for New Zealand. Yes, that's right, I am going to New Zealand and I will not be updating for two weeks. Then it's back to school for me. So I might not be updating so often when I go back to school. I'm going to be in year nine!

Please review,

Emma