Well, here's another chapter. Yet again I must thank all my wonderful reviewers and alerters (is that a word?) for their support - you're the reason I'm publishing this online! I have done a banner for this tale - check it out at http://img462.imageshack.us/img462/4633/betrayalcopybl1.gif and tell me what you think. Images not mine, blahddy blah etc. See note on my profile as to where they come from.

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15th October 1999

Dear Diary,

I visited Harry today. As a high-risk and high-security prisoner, he's only allowed one visit a month. I truly couldn't believe it when I heard Harry had tried to kill himself. But when I visited him, I could even see why. He looked terrible, like Sirius had when I saw him in the Daily Prophet all those years ago; I was only just 12 at the time. He's not surrounded by dementors any more, after some Healers from St Mungo's declared he had depression, almost certainly from being forced to relive his worst memories. Even though the Ministry locked him up, Hollyback knew what an outrage there would be if Harry died in Azkaban. Not only that, but he was in a cell next to a convicted Death Eater who was constantly taunting him about how the government had betrayed him. Even so, I had to walk past dementors and they brought back so much. Hearing about everyone who had died at the Battle of Hogwarts, the day I found out I was pregnant with Siria, the Department of Mysteries, waiting for news that Harry had been captured or killed, my first year at Hogwarts when I was possessed by Voldemort...

When I got there he wanted news on the outside world. So I told him everything he had missed during the last year. Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna and everyone else have finished Hogwarts with their NEWTs. Ron is starting training to become an auror, even though he detests Hollyback he figures that Kingsley should make it bearable, and Hermione has actually started her own political party – the Public's Party. They're engaged and planning to marry within the next year. Luna is taking a year off to travel the world, and to attempt to prove that various creatures do exist, and Neville has just returned from spending the summer travelling with her. He's continuing at Hogwarts as Professor Sprout's teaching assistant. One of the biggest surprises was George. Apparently he spent half the last year engaged in a prank war with Andromede Teatrina, McGonagall's granddaughter, despite their status as teachers, and now they've gone and fallen in love with each other. He's smiling again now, and the two of them are reopening Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes together. That's another wedding planned for later in the year.

Harry wanted to see Siria, but there was no way I was going to let her come anywhere near that place. Death Eaters, Dementors... It's not a place for a baby. She's 14 months old today – I can't believe how fast time has passed! Her, Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley, Bill and Fleur's daughter, are the best of friends and practically inseparable.

It breaks my heart to know that Siria won't be able to meet her daddy properly until she's 28 years old. I refuse to take her myself to Azkaban – like I said before, it's no place for a child – but I'll be sure she writes to him as soon as she's old enough. I promised that to Harry; that we would both keep sending letters and photos. I took in a photo of Siria for him today, and it was the only time I'd seen him smile since he was arrested. I left the picture with him, to help remind him of what will be waiting for him.

I hear a crash – Siria, Teddy and Victoire are playing in the other room and they've been suspiciously quiet, so I should go check on them now. Mum went to get some groceries from the local muggle shop but Tonks said she would look after the kids for a bit. Then again, Tonks could explain the crash – her clumsiness hasn't improved in the slightest.

Please don't kill me for letting Harry try to kill himself. Remember that if I'm dead then you'll never get to read the end of this story! I realise some of you may comment on this being unrealistic, but bear in mind he's been stuck alongside dementors and death eaters for months and he knows he won't be getting out of there for 28 years. I don't think it's too extraordinary that he gave up on the will to live in a moment of weakness. Anyways, the winner of the virtual bag of chocolate pumpkins is... kelmo! This time it is a virtual christmas tree (I know, it's a little early but who cares? 6 weeks till christmas!!!)

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