Confusion

On Boxing Day she decided it was better not to leave her room as she didn't want to run into Harry yet. She actually only left her room for breakfast, lunch and supper. She did the same the next day. Each time she left her room she paid a lot of attention not to be seen by Harry. She always went down before the leftovers disappeared so she was able to at least get something to eat and to drink. After supper the second evening Dumbledore paid her a visit short after she had returned there.

"Ms. Block?" He stood outside.

"Yes?" She turned around a little surprised.

"May I come in?"

"Ah, of course."

He said the password and entered the room. "Good evening Ms. Block." He said with a friendly tone while closing the door.

"Good evening Professor."

"Me and other teachers noticed that you have been very late for the meals the last two days."

"That was on purpose. I was trying to avoid meeting Harry."

"Oh? Did you two have an argument?"

"No. But I know that he has discovered the Mirror Of Erised and seen his parents. Due to my striking resemblance to Lily Potter I guessed it was better for both of us if we didn't see each other for the time being. Though, I imagine that he has already somewhat figured it out."

"I assume he has. But the Mirror will be relocated tomorrow. And the holidays end soon. You can't hide in your room the entire time."

"Ah I know. I just don't know what to do or to say when I meet him."

"Well it apparently is a coincidence that you look a lot like Lily. You could just say that." He smiled.

She suddenly felt incredibly stupid. "I could have figured this out myself..."

"Sometimes we aren't able to see the wood for the trees."

"Ehehe indeed." She looked down at the floor.

"Did you take a look at the mirror yourself?"

"Well...I wondered if I should but decided against it."

"I see. Well then. Have a nice evening." He turned around and left.

For a moment she stared at the door and the hit her forehead with her hand. She really could have come up with that herself. But then again she wondered if telling him it was a mere coincidence was really enough. Since there wasn't any homework left to do she decided to go to the library and borrow some light reading before going to bed.

The next morning as she went down to breakfast she met Harry in the Entrance Hall and he immediately stopped dead.

"Mum?" he whispered staring at her.

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm Lillian."

He fervently shook his head and then ran a hand through his face. "Of course. It's just..."

But before he could finish Ron and the twins joined them and they went to have breakfast. Lillian tucked in. The past two days of only a few leftovers and sweets got her really hungry.

"Now that I see you tucking in like that.." said Ron before biting into a sausage.

"Got a problem with that?"

He shook his head and swallowed. "Nah. I just wondered why you haven't been attending the meals the last two days and why you didn't come to visit us in the common room."

"I slept long and took my meals very late. But I was occupied with getting all the homework done."

"Wow. Does that mean you are done now?"

She nodded slowly while spreading jam on her toast. "But I won't let you two copy." She smirked.

"You are like Hermione." Ron looked disappointed.

"If you always copy from others you won't learn something." She giggled before biting into her toast.

"Yeah Ron. You won't learn something from copying." chorused the twins and then grinned broadly at Lillian.

She gave them a smug grin.

"Can you at least help us?" Ron ignored his brothers and sounded almost desperate.

"Ahh well I guess I can help you a little. What do you need help with?"

"The essay for Potions. You seem to be pretty good in Potions."

"Mhh I will see what I can do."

Harry didn't talk much during breakfast but she noticed that he was looking over to her once in a while. When they left the Great Hall Lillian followed them into the common room and helped them with their essays though Harry didn't seem to be able to follow her words. He apparently still brooded about the mirror and why Lillian looked like his mother. When at least Ron seemed to have understood enough to complete his essay without her help she walked over to another chair and Harry followed her.

"So what was the matter earlier?" she asked quietly.

"Well there was this mirror I found two days ago that shows things you want to see."

"Oh? There is a mirror that shows things you want to see?"

"Mhh obviously. Anyways...it showed me my parents and upon meeting you today I suddenly realized why Mum seemed so familiar to me for a reason other than being my Mum."

"Aha?" She tried to pretend to be as curious as possible.

"Well you resemble my Mum a lot so for a moment I thought she was back..."

"I guess that is a coincidence. I mean as far as I know your legend your parents are both dead and as far as I'm aware there is no charm or spell to bring back the dead – well unless you want brainless zombies."

He nodded. "I know – I was just confused."

"I can see why. But I'd be thankful if you don't start seeing me as some sort of substitute mum."

"I won't."

"Good."

Ron finally got up and walked over to them. "Harry you also need to write the essay."

"I know. We just had to sort something out. I will tell you later.

Lillian got up. "Okay. I will leave now."

"But what about Harry's essay?" Ron grabbed her arm.

"Well what about you explain to him? That way you can cement your knowledge."

"You sound like a teacher."

"Well you tend to forget that I'm older than the two of you together."

After she had finally persuaded them to finish their essays alone she left the common room and returned to her own room to read a little before attending lunch. She felt somewhat relieved that the mirror-incident didn't cause as much of a hassle as she had expected. After all, Harry and Ron had other things to concern themselves with, such as finding out who Nicholas Flamel was.