Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Elizabeth paid no attention to what anyone was saying anymore, not since she had seen that Weasley had managed to get Harry to forgive him. She felt as if Ron took Harry for granted, especially when it came to something like that. But then again she figured that's the way Gryffindor's were, forgiving no matter what which irked her to no end.

"Are you going to sit there or are you going to change?" The question pulled her out of her reverie, she had no idea that the sun had already set and that the train was slowing down. Was this the way things were going to be now? Was she always going to be worrying about Harry? Was this year going to change her life forever?

The cool air of the platform seemed to clear her clouded thoughts, for the moment anyway. She scanned the crowd for any signs of Harry, to no avail. For the moment, she pushed the boy from her mind. It was time for a well-needed reunion.

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Harry couldn't help but feel better as the sound of the crowd drowned out Ron and Hermione's voices. He wished he could find Elizabeth and talk to her. However, that would have to wait as he felt himself pulled into the nearest carriage by the two people he wanted a break from.

The confined space made him uncomfortable, especially since he was so close to Ron that their knees almost touched. As soon as the carriage halted in front of the school, Harry flung open the door and rushed out as if there was something unpleasant within. The boy paid no attention to the fact that Ron and Hermione were calling his name. He just had to get away from them, and fast. He didn't know how much more he could take.

Harry's emerald orbs scanned the Slytherin table as he walked into the Great Hall. He wanted to see Elizabeth, he wanted to talk to her, but when he saw where she was his heart dropped. There she sat in the middle of the table, Draco Malfoy to her left and Pansy Parkinson to her right. It seemed that Ron and Hermione were right, she was one of them. Just like every other Slytherin, a liar, a manipulator, an actor.

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Elizabeth looked up from her place at the table in search of Harry. He looked hurt, and she couldn't blame him. There she was, his friend, sitting between the two people that had taken the duty of tormenting him. But her relationships with in her house would not change the way she felt about him, and she would tell him that, when they were alone.

Through the sorting it seemed like she was the only one who noticed the depressed look on the Gryffindor's face and the gleam of pain that ran through his gorgeous eyes. It was almost painful to watch as he was ignored by his so called friends and housemates. Apparently they had no idea what was going on in Harry's life. In fact, as far as most people knew, he lived with his relatives and nothing else.

"Are you here today?" The question, again, pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be, Blaise?" Elizabeth asked as she focused on the male in front of her. It seemed her thoughts about Harry would have to wait until dinner was over.

"You are so quiet today. It's unnatural." Her fellow Slytherin replied as he examined her with his dark eyes.

"I am perfectly fine." Elizabeth lied, she wasn't fine, she just wanted this to be over, she wanted to see her father and she wanted to talk to Harry.

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She should have been like everyone else and made her way down to the dungeons when the feast was over. However, Elizabeth made her way up to the seventh floor, she wanted to talk to Harry, she wanted to explain, she didn't want to be like everyone else.

"Hey, Harry." Elizabeth called when she noticed he was just a few steps in front of her, his head was drooped and he walked slowly as if he was mulling things over in his mind. "Can I talk to you? Please."

Harry turned and stared at Elizabeth, his pale cheeks were tear stained and his green eyes puffy and red. He had been crying.

"I thought you said nothing would change between us?" Harry questioned, his voice hoarse as Elizabeth closed the gap between them.

"And nothing will." Elizabeth stated. "I only hang around that part of the table because that's where my friend is, but I would never let my house mates come between you and I." Harry stood there for a minute, gauging to see if her words were true. When he found nothing but honesty the horrid feeling that had consumed him earlier faded a bit.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked, despite the truth he found, he wanted to be sure.

"Yes, I'm sure. If I wasn't I would not be standing here." Elizabeth replied as she grasped Harry's hand. "Like I said, I will always be there. Whenever you want to talk just come and find me."

Harry nodded his head, he understood, but he just wanted to double check. It wouldn't have been the first time he had been hurt by people he cared about.

"I understand that it's hard to believe me, and I don't blame you. But please trust me." Elizabeth stated softly. "Just trust me."

Harry only nodded again before turning and making his way to the Gryffindor common room, leaving Elizabeth on the stairs alone.

"Really?" Elizabeth asked to no one. "And I thought dad was hard to deal with."

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Elizabeth breathed in slowly as she pushed open the door. Everything was just as she remembered: the soft scents of potions, the fire and candle lit sitting room, and of course, Severus.

Elizabeth smiled as she closed the door; her father was less than ten feet away from her. The normal scowl on his face was gone, replaced by the same small smile he had given her the day Dumbledore had taken her away.

The fourteen year old didn't say a word as her father closed the gap between them, and she certainly didn't mind the fact that he pulled her into his warm arms. The moment seemed to be something from those romance movies they hated so much, but it felt good to be in those safe warm arms instead of being at the mercy of Gryffindors.

"I missed you." Elizabeth stated as she stood there. She could feel her father laugh lightly in response to her words.

"I wouldn't be surprised." Severus replied as they broke away. He looked a bit older, but was none the less he was the same. And Elizabeth loved that about him, no matter what happened he was still the same.

"Just promise me something, Dad." Elizabeth said as she sat on the leather couch with him, "Never send me back there. Ever." Severus peered over at Elizabeth as she examined the fire; a look of curiosity marred his face. "Worst experience ever. I mean, even sending me to Gram's would have been better."

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Author's Notes: Another chapter done and in my opinion, the worst yet but I hope u like it.