Chapter 22

Harry paced the floor of the common room. Julia had been back for a few days now. And surprisingly she stayed away. Emma stood up and grabbed him by his shoulder.

'Stop pacing. You have to learn Occlumency and that means we need my sister to help us. I can teach you but it will be better with here there. It'll be fine.' Emma reassured.

'Yeah. Right. Sorry. It's just I don't trust her as far as I could through Voldemort. Oh grow up Ron. It's just a name.' he harped at his best friends flinch.

Harry thought he heard a mumbled sorry but ignored it. He stopped abruptly and turned to Face Emma, who he started to grow to like.

'Alright, I'm guessing I have no choice in this any way. So

when do we meet?'

'Tomorrow night in the ROR. We'll night all. I'm off to bed.' She smiled and holding out her hand she and Hermione went up to bed giggling all the way.

'Your right around her finger mate.' Ron replied sighing and looking into the flames. It had gotten very cold for only late November.

'I know.' Harry smiled and nodded to him before turning in as well.

That night Harry and Emma waited in the common room for Julia to come down from her and Emma's room.

'Hey sis.' Julia greeted staying away from Harry and glaring slightly at him. 'Well, we better get going we have to see how far you've gotten with him.'

Harry glared back but held his mouth and walked to the Room of Requirement with his special friend and Julia.

Harry sat down on his pillow with the twins in front of him. Closing his eyes like he had done for so long so far. He got deeper and deeper into his meditation.

Quietly Julia came out from meditation just as he sister and the attention seeker got deeper in. She pulled out her wand and cast her spell.

'Legilimesn' she whispered in audibly.

Flashes flashed before her. A small boy with Potter's hair and eyes ran out of a bleak house that just yelled 'make over' and up a tree. A tinny vicious dog barked and growling at him.

Then the scene changed and Harry was Out of a cupboard as a large UN fashionable man or thing boarded up the post slot.

Harry looked from a mirror to a professor who was grinning beside him.

Ginny, the red headed Weasley was lying motionless and pale in a dank chamber some where.

The escaped convict was standing beside him talking unsurely about himself.

A blade swept over his skin and she felt a wall slam against her. She was hurled back and stares as she looks into a pool of water she was drowning.

How she wanted to yell for help to yell for the bully stood frozen mere inches from her to get of his ass and give a fucking rope. But it was a memory, her memory.

'He's seeing them.' She said.

She saw herself alone in the corner of Gryffindor common. Looking at her sister she yearned to go up to her and just hug her or to slap her out right she didn't know.

Then comforting music came blasting around her. She was at home; her walls and her center came to her.

Harry and Julia pulled back collapsing to the floor.

'You… did very well Potter.'

'Thanks. Did… not so bad… yourself.' He grind, thought she couldn't see.

Climbing to his feet he helped Julia and then Emma up.

'We should take a break. Next Friday maybe. We should head back to the common.'

On their way up to the tower Draco came from around a corner.

'Hey Potter, finally lean something/ took a girl to teach you did it?'

'Lay off Dray. He's not worth it Hun.' She replied and grabbed his arm. Smiling to her sister she headed back the other way.

'You know Emm, she misses you.'

'What?'

'Emma, Julia misses you very much. She feels lonely and alone here. No one really like her I guess. I think this week you should spend all your time with her instead.' Harry replied as they continued their way to the tower.

'Yeah, I think I see what you mean. Took me long enough to see. She's my sister and I practically abandoned her when she needed me. Thanks Harry, for being so under standing.' She said and stopped by the girl's door. Kissing him on the lips lightly she smiled and walked up the stairs.

Harry smiled and touched his lip. It felt so right and great. And the best thing of all?

It wasn't at all just 'WET'.