Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

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Elizabeth needed someone to talk to. Someone to confide in. She needed someone that would take five minutes out of their life to listen to her conclusion about Harry. But the adults were too busy with the Order and her fellow classmates were too busy holding house rivalries to even think about listening to her. She should have known better than to get herself involved with the Gryffindor's personal issues, but if she didn't then who would? Who would be there to save the savior if he needed it? Who would be there in the watching in the back ground if she wasn't?

Harry sat across the room staring at Elizabeth as she sat by the window. A troubled look was upon her pale face. The girl had been that way for some time and he would have gotten up to sit by her if it didn't hurt to move. His wounds had been healing nicely over the one week he had been there, and it seemed to be only a matter of time, hopefully before school began, before he would be completely healed. Despite the fact that the wounds were closed and no longer bled, the pain was still there, not as strong as it had been, but it was still there. But soon they would just become a memory, like everything else.

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The silence of the office was only broken by the sounds of the crackling fire as Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk. His blue twinkling eyes examining the letter in his hands that was addressed to Severus. It had been in his possession for quite awhile, but he figured it was best if he kept it, the last thing he wanted was the man to break down after he discovered the letter was from Lily. It was written well before the Gryffindor had died, the yellowed parchment proved that. It held precious information that the potion's master deserved to know. But with the return of the Dark Lord, maybe the younger man that was also involved deserved to know as well.

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"You're quiet tonight, Elizabeth." Mrs. Weasley stated that night at dinner. The Slytherin had finally given up every and all attempts at tell anyone about what she thought about Harry's home life. The moment anyone ever tried to get their attention, they'd blow you off, pretending that nothing was wrong and simply kept going. And adults wondered why they never told them anything.

"Yeah, I'm fine; I just wish I was at home." Elizabeth stressed the last word to get her point across, this was one of those times she wished her father would walk through the door and take her away, but that was just as likely to happen as her and Weasley becoming friends.

"Then why don't you go back?" Ron sneered, his voice full of venom as he glared at the girl, but Elizabeth's face remained emotionless as if it was just a normal conversation.

"I wish I could." Elizabeth sneered back. "Trust me; I have no desire to be here what so ever. And If I had a voice in this I would have refused to come. My family is far more important than staying here with you."

Harry stared at the two people beside him, Ron's ears were red with anger and Elizabeth's fists were curled, her knuckles white. No one spoke up.

"So why don't . . ."

"Ron, that's enough." Harry stated as he grasped his friend's arm as Elizabeth pushed herself away from the table and stormed away. "That was uncalled for. Don't you understand that you're treating her like they treat us? In the end that makes us no better than them, we are supposed to be Gryffindors, models. We aren't supposed to stoop down to their level." It was no surprise that his friend's were shocked, and it felt kind of good to get looks of approval from the adults in the room, it appeared that they didn't approve of Ron's behavior toward Elizabeth since she had brought up the fact that Harry had been forgotten.

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Harry slowly ascended the staircase, he felt horrid for Ron's behavior toward the girl. It wasn't her fault that she was a Slytherin. It wasn't her fault that Voldemort had come back to power. The door to the room she was staying in was shut when Harry reached it. With a soft sigh he rapped his knuckles upon the door's hard surface, loud enough to be heard, yet soft enough so that the rest of the occupants had no idea where he had gone.

Harry began to worry when Elizabeth didn't open the door right away; he hoped she didn't do anything that would have caused her harm in any way. He had come to like the Slytherin in the two weeks he had been at headquarters, not because she had saved his life, but because he felt he could relate to her in a sense.

But he knew that when school started everything would go back to normal for her. She would have her parents and a family that loved her. She would be free from the taunts that would circulate around the castle; she could be a normal Wizard kid, while he could not. He would be the one everybody depended on, the one that was always unloved by his family, the one that the rumors would be about. He would be the freak.

The sound of the door opening brought Harry from his thoughts, the teen was surprised that Elizabeth had opened the door fully.

"Can I help you?' She asked in a cool tone, her arms were crossed over her chest as she leaned against the frame.

"Um . . . I just wanted to apologize for what Ron did at dinner tonight," Harry stated sheepishly, kind of embarrassed for looking so stupid standing in her doorway. He knew she didn't believe him, but it was worth a try, he just wanted to return the favor she had done him, even though what she had done was way greater than what he had.

"Well isn't that nice? So now you do his bidding?" Elizabeth asked, a slightly amused looked marred her face in a very Slytherin way. "I thought it was the other way around? Or was I wrong?"

"Listen, I just wanted to do the right thing." Harry defended. "I don't want to be on bad terms with you."By the look on her face, it was apparent Elizabeth was taken aback; she had most likely expected everything and anything by that. "I guess I thought we could be friends?"

"I suggest you be careful about that statement. " Elizabeth said sternly, "You may piss off the weasel, But I guess it would be worth a try."

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Author's Notes: sorry about the horrid chapter, I've been having some issues with someone I know. But I hope you like it all the same.