It was the end of the year, and Hazel had kept to herself. She wanted to spend as much time with her dad as she could. And she knew that if she spoke to him around them, she would immediately go into St Mungos faster than she could say 'ghost'. Fred and George rarely saw her, and she locked herself in her room each night so no one could get to her. She seemingly, to the twins, had blocked everyone out. She rarely even ate. The Weasley family were becoming worried about her. So they called on the only person she could, Remus Lupin.

Hazel was in her room, speaking to her dad,

"Honey, you've got to eat something." He pleaded.

She smiled slightly. "I have." He raised an eyebrow. So she just gave him an innocent smile.

"Hazel?" A voice came through the door. "It's Remus."

She immediately went to the door and unlocked it, looking upon his dishevelled face.

"I wanted to talk to you."

She nodded her head and let him in, looking towards her father for a moment before sitting with him.

"I know it's been hard for you these past few months. And I understand why. But, Sirius wouldn't want this for you." She smiled at his concern and looked into the blank space.

"Tell him" Her father encouraged.

"I know."

"I don't think you do-"

"I know because he told me."

Lupin stared at her. "But… he's dead."

"Yes. But I still see him." Remus shot to his feet.

She immediately realised what was happening. "Remus! No, please!"

She grabbed his wrist and he froze as he turned. She turned to see what he was looking at. Sirius was stood right beside Hazel, smiling at his friend.

"Hello, Remus."

Lupin continued staring in shock.

"I know this is a lot." Hazel tried to reason. "But I swear, this is not fake."

Remus nodded slowly, his mouth frozen.

"It's nice to finally be able to talk to you again, Remus." Sirius smiled. He had missed being part of their lives. Remus then let go of her wrist, and the image of him disappeared.

"What happened?" He asked.

She looked at her dad, who was still sitting there. "I guess you can only see him when I have contact with you." She guessed.

She grabbed his hand, allowing him to see his friend.

"You're like the resurrection stone." He muttered.

"The what?" She asked, confused at the reference.

"Never mind." He told her. "But why haven't you told anyone?"

She shrugged. "I didn't think they'd believe me. And I didn't know other people could see them when I touched them."

"You can't tell anyone." She insisted. If they knew, they would look at her like a freak. Like she was… Damaged.

"But Hazel-"

"No. Please." Remus looked over at Sirius. "Fine. But you have to promise me something."

Hazel nodded frantically. "Anything."

"Come down with everyone and eat some dinner."

She sighed, and agreed, following Lupin down the stairs. She took one look up the stairs and nodded to her father, smiling. He smiled back. He was thankful for his friend being there. But he also was thankful that he got to see them at all. If she didn't drag him back every now and again, he wouldn't be able to check on them all. Sirius knew he didn't belong here, but he was glad that he could be there for them if they needed him.

She smiled at them all and sat beside Harry, who was staring into his plate. Sirius' death had affected him as much as her. She knew that. And she was selfish for keeping him from her dad. But she wanted him to herself.

But she had to let him at least say goodbye.

After dinner, she asked to see Harry for a moment, and just as she reached for his hand, Ron and Hermione came in and pulled him aside. Hazel looked at her father. He nodded at her. She had tried to do the right thing. And he appreciated that, and was proud of her. But it may be better for him not to know. So he can move on.

So she headed back to her room, and left the door unlocked. Fred and George wandered in.

"Hey stranger." George greeted with an awkward smile.

"Hey guys." She smiled brightly at them, rushing over to hug them. They held her tightly in their arms.

She was finally back to herself. Well… Partially. But that was good enough for them. They needed her to be okay. Especially George.

Hazel was up early that morning, immediately up and dressed. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, and her face was extremely boney from where she wasn't eating. She was paler than pale, looking almost... ghostly. She grinned at her thought. Her smile seemed very creased. She almost looked like a different person. There were still bits of her appearance that made it clear that she was who she was, but the way her face used to be was gone.

And she knew that was a bad thing.

She wandered downstairs and offered Molly help with breakfast. Molly was both shocked and delighted. So they got to work. It was their final day with the Weasley family before they had to go back to Hogwarts. And Hazel had finally wrapped her head around the fact that she had to live her life. And Sirius could still be a part of that. She just had to find a balance.

Everyone charged downstairs, shocked to see her down there before them. Immediately, they sat down and waited for her to turn around.

Hazel had a bright smile on her face as she handed them plates of food. The twins looked at each other for a moment, and then back at her. Confusion was written across their faces. Hermione looked relieved.

"So… We're going shopping for school things today." Molly stated. "And then the lawyer is coming to sort out Sirius' effects."

Hazel's face dropped. They had to hold back his affects longer than usual, due to the fact that he was a prisoner. She had been dreading this. Sirius had already explained how 12 Grimmauld Place was left to her. And how her and Harry were both give rights to it. But she didn't like the idea of some stranger giving his condolences to her and telling her about him. She didn't need that. She got to see her dad whenever she wanted. She could talk to him about whatever. She still had him in her life. He wasn't really dead to her.