I still don't own Harry Potter. And if you haven't caught on yet, this is completely AU.
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Last time:
The talking stopped instantly. The students moved out of the way to Harry could pass by. Harry could feel Ron and Hermione behind him as the trio moved closer to what had caused the commotion. As Harry moved closer, he could see a red and black shaking bundle. The closer he got, he could make out that the bundle was actually a girl, and she was crying. The red he saw from a distance, was hair. Brilliant, vibrant, flowing red hair that was so much like Ginny's, it made Harry quicken his pace.
As Harry reached the girl, he gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Um, excuse me…"
She gasped and sat up. She turned around and as she looked at Harry, it was his turn to gasp. He could hear Ron and Hermione do the same behind him. As Harry looked at the girl, a pair of emerald green eyes, a pair of eyes exactly like his own stared back at him.
"Harry!"
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Harry rocked unsteadily on the balls of his feet as the redheaded girl threw herself on him. Hermione and Ron kept their distance, but still close enough to hear everything and see everything.
"Harry!" the girl sobbed. "Harry, oh Harry!" She kept saying his name over and over and clutched him tighter and tighter as Harry gently patted her head and tried not to freak out entirely.
"Harry, you MUST take me to Dumbledore. You have to, he's the only one that can help me." The girl said as she lifted her head from Harry's chest.
Harry pushed away from the girl, giving her a wary once over. Why should he take this girl who just appeared out of nowhere to Dumbledore without a good reason? He looked at Hermione who mouthed the word "trap" to him and Ron stood there dumbfounded, ogling the girl.
Harry turned his head back and looked at the girl once again. Her eyes were so strikingly green and so much like his own it was uncanny. And she had a certain sense to her that struck him as familiar, but he couldn't figure it out.
"Why," Harry started slowly, "Do you need to see Dumbledore?"
"Because!" she explained, "He's the only one that can help me, I don't know why I'm here or what kind of sick joke those boys played on me, but I NEED Dumbledore. Please Harry, please take me to Dumbledore."
The girl looked up at Harry, her emerald eyes watery and puppy-dogged that Harry couldn't help but sigh and help her to her feet. She hugged him again, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing his entire face. Hermione made a slight "ahem" noise as Ron stood back and glowered at Harry and the new redhead.
Harry took the girl by the arm and carefully and slowly steered her around the gaping crowd of Herbology students. Ron and Hermione brought up the rear as the quartet walked through the whispering and pointing students of Hogwarts.
