"Bloody hell!" She heard Ron Weasley shout.
"Expelliarmus!" Brie instead shouted, and her other self dropped the wand.
Lupin then made a mad dash and stood in front of Brie and banished the Boggart back into the cabinet, and the whole room was filled with silence.
"What the hell was that?" Ron Weasley squeaked.
Brie stared at the wardrobe, her gaze somewhere far-a-way, everyone in the room was staring at her by now, so much for staying under the radar, Brie thought as she blew a bang out of her eye.
Brie sat next to Neville Longbottom in her Potions class, Neville was staring at her, she could feel it. It was making her quite uncomfortable by now.
"Yes?" Brie asked, looking over at Neville, who was surprised by being caught.
Neville shuddered a bit, "I'm sorry..it's just.."
"It's just what?" Brie asked.
"You're kind of beautiful." Neville said, the words spilling out.
Brie smiled and turn back down to her work, "Thank you.. I guess."
"We're going to make a love potion today." Snape said, brushing to the middle of the room, "Everyone grab a cauldron for your table."
"I'll go grab it." Neville said, flushing madly.
Brie nodded.
In a few seconds he was back with the ingredients and Brie began to chop up the quills and put them into the cauldron.
"So you're new this year?" Neville asked her.
"Yep. Um, my Dad kind of.." Brie said, turning a embarressing red, "He was home schooling me but then I kind of, ran off." Brie admitted.
"Why'd you run off?" Neville asked her.
Brie felt her heart ache and then she suddenly turned to look at Neville, "Can I trust you?"
Neville flushed, "Well of course you can."
Brie considered this for a few moments, dropping a couple more quills into the cauldron.
"I must warn you, it's a very long story and doesn't have a happy ending." Brie warned Neville.
Neville stirred the potion after putting some objects inside of it.
"Well Longbottom, it looks as if you've actually done the potion right." Snape said, peering over, "So begin cleaning up." Snape then strutted away.
"Tonight, meet me in the common room at 1." Brie said, picking up the cauldron and dragging it over to the sink to clean and such.
Brie straightened out the paper in front of her, it was 1 A.M and she stared down at the note from her father, and she looked up at the sound of a approach and saw Neville Longbottom.
He sat down across the table from Brie.
"So it all started on the day of July 25th, the day I was born." Brie began, she told her story, as flawed and as imperfect as she was.
"Then everything seemed to explode in my face. My Mum, she was terrified one morning, she was out of sorts." Brie explained, sucking in a breath, "I was sitting at the table with Bellatrix.." Neville flinched at Bellatrix's name.
"I heard her screaming." Brie closed her eyes, and it was as if she was back there again, "I heard him scream 'Avada Kedarva' I raced up the stairs.. but it was too late."
Brie recalled closing her mother's eyes.
"The first thing he said to me, 'she was a burden and distraction', and I wasn't even listening..all I could hear was my Mum telling me to run." Brie was shocked to find tears sliding down her face, "And that's how I ended up here." She rasped.
"I had no idea.." Neville said.
Brie sighed, "No one does. And no one will." Brie said, wiping a few tears off her cheeks.
"So is that why another you came out of the wardrobe today? Is that why you were the boggart? That's your dark side, wasn't it?" Neville asked.
Brie was silent for a moment, "Yeah. It's who I'm afraid to become."
Neville seemed unsure for a moment before he crawled over to Brie and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close.
"I'm sorry." Neville said.
Brie and Neville retreated back to their beds and Brie laid in her bed, her eyes wide open, she had just spilled her whole life out to some boy she had just known for a couple hours. Brie closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"AVADA KEDARVA!" She heard shouted. Brie rolled off her bed, hoping to get away from the spell, she plopped down on the floor and opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and glanced around, trying to see where the spell hit.
"Are you okay?" Hermione Granger asked, glancing over at her, "You seemed to be having a nightmare.."
"I-I'm fine." Brie said quite shakily, she stood up, "It's just – nevermind, you wouldn't understand.." Brie said.
Hermione eyed Brie for a moment before turning away.
"You need to get ready for classes today." Hermione said, huffed and walked off.
Brie grabbed her robes and threw them on, setting her wand in them and then walking out, she saw the trio talking hungarily about something so Brie hid behind a corner.
"There's something about her." Harry Potter whispered to Hermione.
"She's very...strange indeed." Hermione nodded, "This morning she fell out of bed after thrashing about in her bed whispering the same thing over and over, 'run'."
Ron nodded, "I heard her talking to Neville in the common room last night, I couldn't hear what they were saying though.."
"She's mysterious." Harry said.
"Blimey Harry, tooken you this long to figure that out?" Ron asked, rolling his eyes.
Hermione bit her lip, "She's obviously not willing to open up. Perhaps you two should try to talk to her, she is in your charms class isn't she?"
"Yeah." Harry said, "We'll talk to her then, we are after all just having free time to review some spells in groups of three, we'll get her in our group then."
Brie sat fidgeting in charms class, then when Professor Flitwick called for groups of threes Brie was practically surronded by Ron and Harry.
"Oh hi." She said quickly, her dark eyes then darting to Neville who only shrugged.
"Would you be in our group?" Harry asked her, his green eyes making her heart skip a beat.
"Sure." She said, and Neville gave her a shrug.
They were into the charms lesson when Harry snuck up from behind Brie and helped her raise her wand higher and more accurately by placing his hand on hers and lifting it up.
"That's how you do it." Harry said into her ear.
Brie's heart was racing when the object raced towards her. Brie pulled away from his touch quickly, her mind a jumble of words.
"So where are you from?" Ron asked her, trying to turn a cauldron purple.
"Here and there." Brie said dimly.
"I didn't know here and there were places." Ron grinned.
Brie shrugged, "I came from.. somewhere."
"Playing out the mysterious thing, huh?" Ron asked her, "Afraid we'll find out your secret?"
Brie smiled, "So you've got it figured out already?"
"We're getting closer, only a matter of time." Ron smiled also.
Brie rolled her eyes.
"Oh trust me, I've got it heavily guarded, lock and key." Brie smiled.
"Oh is that so?" Ron asked, raising a eyebrow, "Well obviously you don't know us very well, we're very good at finding out things."
Brie rolled her eyes, "I'm very good at keeping things secret, so I suggest you to give up on this little mission of yours."
"Well we already know one thing." Harry said, "We know your afraid of yourself, that's something."
Brie shrugged, "It's only a temporary thing."
Neville walked over then and he slid his wand back into his robes.
"Hey Brie." He said, he then glanced at Ron and Harry, "So you've met her?"
"Yep, we have." Ron said, "And she's quite the mysterious one isn't she?"
Neville glanced down at Brie, "So they don't..?"
Brie shook her head, "And they won't, right?"
"Of course not." Neville agreed.
Ron and Harry shared a look, "So we're going to assume Neville knows more about you then we do?" Harry asked.
"Yep, that's the case, basically." Brie shrugged and folded her arms across her chest.
Then George and Fred appeared beside the group.
"Well it's nice to see you again." Fred said, taking Brie's hand and kissing it, "My lady." George then shoved Fred.
"Oh come on Fred, you already know she's not interested." George laughed.
"You know her too?" Ron squeaked.
Fred grinned, "Of course I do. I'm her knight in shining armor, how would I not know who she is?"
Brie rolled her eyes, "Keep dreaming pretty boy." She said, pushing him a little bit.
"Will do." Fred winked at her.
A/N: Haha :) I loved the ending! Sorry for taking so long with writing this chapter - but it's up now!