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Harry entered the unfamiliar house with complete caution, he knew he was getting on the potion's teachers nerves, but it was just the way he acted. Harry heard the potion's master mumble something under his breath as he stormed past the Gryffindor leaving him to find his way in the new environment. Moments later the sounds of voices reached his ears.

"There, now you can go on living your Gryffindor lives," came a voice from just up the hall. Slowly Harry inched closer to find out who spoke, it was no one he knew, "despite the fact that you totally forgot about him."

Harry's heart sank as his eyes fell on the tall, lean, black haired, hazel eyed girl that spoke. His friends had forgotten him; the people he cared about the most had disregarded him when he needed them the most.

"I can just see the hurt look on his face when he finds out." The girl stated as her soft eyes met his.

"How do you know?" Ron asked his ears reddening with anger.

"Because he's right behind you," the female replied making Ron and Hermione turn to see Harry standing less than ten feet away. The hurt was obvious as he noticed the looks on their faces, but Harry's attention was even more focused on the girl that walked quickly and quietly up the ancient stairs that led to the other floors in the smushed building.

"Harry . . ." Hermione began, but it was too late, she knew that Harry had heard Elizabeth's statement.

"I understand." Harry whispered as he moved past them and up the stairs, he had no idea where he was going, but he just wanted to get away.

X X X

Elizabeth's conscious was getting the better of her as she lay on the bed. It seemed wrong to break the happiness the Boy-Who-Lived may have felt, but even he deserved the right to know. The silence in the room gave way to the sounds of footsteps ascending the stairs, the Slytherin figured it was the two thirds of the golden trio that she had aggravated, but was surprised when Harry walked past the door, completely and utterly lost.

"Something wrong Potter?' Elizabeth questioned as she sat up on the mattress. It took less time then she thought to grab his attention. "you seem lost."

Harry glared at Elizabeth from the doorway; coldness was etched on his pale face, but not in his eyes.

"I was the one to notice you were missing." Elizabeth stated when Harry remained silent.

"You?" Harry asked as he set his things down, they were getting pretty heavy.

"Yeah, the only Slytherin in this place noticed that the Golden Boy was nowhere to be found." Elizabeth sighed as she took in the younger boy's body language. "What does that tell you?"

"They were probably busy." Harry said trying to convince himself more than the girl in front of him.

"You don't believe that." Elizabeth replied as she walked toward the boy. "I wouldn't either. It's kind of hard to believe that the people you care about don't really care about you." Harry looked to the ground finding his shoes intriguing as she spoke.

"Let me show you to your room." Elizabeth said as she grabbed one end of Harry's trunk and headed down the hall. It took less than five minutes to locate the room Harry would share with Ron.

"Here you go." Elizabeth sighed as she dropped Harry's trunk by the door and turned to walk away, "My name is Elizabeth by the way."

X X X

Harry sat on his bed, his body now ached in excruciating pain; the salve he had applied before he was saved was wearing off. And there was no way for him to reapply it at the moment, he was afraid of Ron or Hermione coming to apologize and when they entered they would surely see the bruises and lacerations he had received. He was not ready to talk about it let alone have it discovered before he destroyed Voldemort. What would the Wizarding World think of him if he couldn't even take on a muggle? Apparently they believed that he could take it all, but what if they were wrong and he shattered at the last moment? What would he do then?

"Are you alright?" Harry's head snapped up as Elizabeth's voice sounded from the door.

"Oh . . . Yeah I'm just fine." Harry smiled weakly, the pain getting worse with every breath.

"Mrs. Weasley said it was time for dinner." Elizabeth stated. She noticed the pained grimace on the boy's face as he sat looking at her, there was something wrong and she knew it, but she just couldn't put her finger on it.

"Alright" Harry said as he saw Ron's fiery head pop into view just as the Slytherin left.

"We're really sorry mate." Ron said strongly. "I guess when Elizabeth came we got side tracked . . . "

"Ron it's fine really." Harry sighed. "I can't stay mad at you guys forever."

Authors Notes:

Yes ANOTHER chapter done yay! Hope you like it.