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"You know you're in love with your brother's boyfriend's brother, when…" PART TWO

_____THE NEXT MORNING____

It took several minutes the next morning for me to be fully comprehend what had happened the night before. When, however, I remembered fully the impact the meeting last night had had, I found myself grinning moronically at Bella, Ellie and Sophia on our way down to breakfast. This in itself was a rare sight; something that Frank and Harry were keen to notice.

"Okay, who are you and what have you done to my moody and misery of a sister?" Frank gaped, punching my arm playfully.

"Watch it, Iero. I am still your delightfully sweet and adorable sister." I replied, dancing off out of the portrait hole; my arm linked with Harry and Sophia; Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Frank and the others were directly behind us.
The Gryffindor table was already busy, full of fellow fourth years already contemplating the continuation of the lessons for the next term. Fred and George were sat either side of Lee Jordan, both mutinous expressions on their faces.
I gave them a small wave as we moved up the table to try and find some free seats. Only George returned my wave; Fred was staring in the direction of the Slytherin table.
No sooner had we taken our seats than Professor McGonagall had descended on the table and began moving along the table and started to sort the assortment of the year's timetables. She came to our small gathering and automatically handed each of us our new timetable; revealing that we had Charms first thing. I happily shoveled more toast onto my plate at the prospect of my favorite lesson. This behavior, was however, more particular of Hermione, so, I attempted to conceal my glee my throwing myself into conversation with Frank and Bella, one of whom was still confused by my oddly cheery nature.

"Sum, if you don't lose this cheerful side, I'll start thinking that there's something that you really aren't telling your big brother." Frank chuckled, a hand running unconsciously through his black mowhawk.

I did nothing other than pull tongues at him and continue with my breakfast in a more 'somber' manner, until Hermione arrived at our side and readied us for our first lesson. After the disaster of our first argument of last night, I felt that all had been forgiven between Hermione and myself; therefore, we skipped, strangely enough.
By the time we had reached the Charms classroom, my cheeriness had abated ever so slightly and I was now worrying about thought that had materialized itself during the meeting the night before. A feeling regarding Mikey Way; the boy whom for the past three years, I had been like a sister to. Despite my reputation for being able to cope with almost anything, meant that I was forced, at least for a little while to contemplate this feeling and try and analyze what it meant. But, by the time Professor Flitwick had set us to work on the most difficult spell to master that we had ever encountered; the 'summoning charm', I had all but forgotten about my confused feelings.
Stuck between Hermione and Frank, I felt less confident about my Charms abilities; one of them was forcing almost any object in the room zoom towards her, whilst my brother was constantly muttering under hiss breath about my cheerful mood and wondering aloud what was causing it.

"Franklin, if you don't shut up asking me, I will shove this wand somewhere where even Gerard can't get it back for you, okay, brother?" I hissed, muttering the charm 'accio' and pointing my wand at the pillows on which we were practicing; surprisingly, the pillow soared towards me and landed with a soft 'thump' on the table in front of me. Flitwick bobbed towards our table and smiled when he saw that after many attempts, I had finally overcome the difficulty level and succeeded.

"Well done, Miss Iero. I think you and Miss Granger should take five point a piece." He announced as the bell rang and signaled the end of the lesson. Frank clapped me on the back as we climbed to our feet and shoved our books and other educational stuff into our bags. It appeared that I had won the contest we had at the start of each term; who would gain the first points for the house. Together, we set off for the next lesson: Transfiguration. This short walk allowed me to think, once again about my worrying situation.

"Summer, you've got to admit it, at least to me; you think you're in love with Mikey." Giggled Bella, having deliberately dragging me away from the others. I stopped dead in my tracks; ignoring the grumblings of the large seventh year Slytherins who were pushing past me. I had eyes for only the most perceptive of any of my friends.

"Isabella Marie Thyme, you have to be the most amazing person I have ever me." I grinned, throwing my arms around her; finally, I understood the feelings that had confused my mind all night and morning.

Our display of emotion was not appreciated by those passing by us in the corridor – Slytherins in particular.

"Oh, you piece of filth; get a room." Hissed a particularly small fifth year. I turned to face him and gave him my best, sickly sweet grin and answered, "Well, I'll get a room when you and the rest of you scumbags get a life and leave me and mine alone!"

Frank, Gerard, Mikey, Bella and, well the rest, stared after me as I stalked into the classroom first and took up a seat between Bella and Sophia at the back of the room. We settled into the lesson as McGonagall swept into the room, her eyes harsh and piercing beneath the lenses of her glasses. Almost immediately, she launched into a speech regarding the OWLs, which to our horror, we would begin the preparation for... this year. Great.