A/N: I hate that I have to do this, but. 4Reviews before next update.
I was moping that much I'd admit. I haven't been this down since Oliver Wood sat me down in first year and explained that he was way to old for me and that it would be wrong for him to have my babies. I still stand by the fact I had fun stalking him till he left two years after that. I was a persistent little bugger always popping up behind a couch when he was looking cute when planning Quidditch plays, ignoring him in practice when he told me to look at the Quaffle and not him, accidently walking into the boys change room a few times in third year when 'needing something from Harry' when I knew he was walking around in a towel… Good times, good times.
That was all time well spent and he did eventually cave in third year taking me on my first Hogsmade trip. What a trip it was, till he mentioned it was the final time he would subject himself to an afternoon with me because the amount of attention I paid to him was a little creepy. Then there was the fact he told Harry that if I didn't stop stalking him we were both off the team. I was surprised at the fact I even made the team to begin with, after a rather bad breakup (which I was thrilled with) Katie Bell quit leaving an open Chaser position.
I had been thrilled because I was a second year, liked Quidditch and got to be near Oliver. I didn't have too much competition at the try-outs. I threatened all the other people trying out that I'd send Harry after them with his giant snake. The sad thing was they believed me and refused to try out even after Oliver found out. Oliver and all his sexy Scottichness was rather annoyed to find out I had been good, what he didn't know is Fred and George spent a week helping me practice. They told me my crush was cute, I later found out they just liked to torment our Captain.
"Are you still moping in there?" Tonks calls from a bedroom into the Library where I sat staring at the Black Family tree rather moodily. Remus had left; he was on some sort of assignment that entailed him being out on the full moon. Severus had been gone for a week, a whole friggen week and a half with no word. Whenever I asked someone about it they'd just tell me, "He got caught up" or "Don't worry he'll be back before you know it". I was getting worried and angry especially when my new babysitter would pop in every few hours. They weren't doing much babysitting though because they would come in, check if I were alive then go sleep.
"Course not" I lie hearing the young women laugh as she shuts the door ready for some shuteye. I was in a terrible mood and everyone knew it. Even Harry refused to stay with me because he said my anger scared him too much and he knew I'd take it out on him. Mrs. Weasley had offered I stay there but I had seen Ron's look of horror when I almost buried him with a glare so I politely declined. Oh and I almost made Kingsley Shacklebolt cry last night. They don't say I have a temper that rivals my Mum's for nothing.
I know I'm acting childish but I am also beginning to wonder how Sirius stayed locked up in this house for almost a year. That idea was completely baffling.
I shake my head walking up to the Black Family Tree, which I have spent the majority of the last week and a bit glaring at. Deciding to risk it, since I've never actually gotten a warning for using magic outside school I stand and head for Mrs. Blacks portrait in the stairway. Along the way I cast a Silencing Charm over the bedroom Tonks was sleeping in.
"FILTH, BLOOD TRAITORS! MUD-"
"Ohh shut-up we've heard it all before, get yourself some new material you old hag" I tell her sharply standing in front of the painted old women who no one had ever really spoken to before. It wasn't common that we bothered to speak to Mrs. Black just close the curtain around her so we didn't have to listen to her babble. I figured if I wanted to yell at someone it should be her because she wouldn't cry, and if she did I wouldn't feel bad about it. Then again I didn't want to yell at her, I just wanted to talk to someone who wasn't going to report my thoughts to someone later.
"Why I've never-"
"Been spoken to in such a way, I'm disrespectful, blah blah blah. So how are you?" I ask casually watching the bitter old women stare at me in surprise. Usually someone just told her to shut up, I don't think she's had a conversation in years.
"How are you?" she asks snobbily looking me up and down. If I didn't know she had been married at one point I'd think she was checking me out. Then again I was still wearing pajamas.
"Elizabeth Potter, nice to formally meet you Walburga"
"Potter, that son of mine ran off to the Potter's"
I grind my teeth at this, I figured she would bring up Sirius but I didn't think it would be so suddenly. "Sirius was a great man, you didn't deserve him as a son"
"He didn't deserve me as a mother" she says passively waving her hand.
"Why? Because he didn't believe in your pureblood crap? If I'm not mistaken that's what got your other son killed"
"YOU LISTEN HERE GIRL-"
"No you listen" I interrupt her, "If you hadn't been such a fowl women then Sirius would never have ran away. Regulus would of had a brother and maybe he'd still be alive be he'd actually have someone decent to look up to. So as I see it your horrid parenting killed both your son's. Bravo your just as much as a bitch as Voldemort" I finish with a smirk closing the curtain watching her shocked face. Now that felt good.
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Victoria,
I thought about the advice you gave me about asking 'the girl' if she hates me.
I think I will.
Thank you,
Draco Malfoy
I smile reading the letter then leaving it on the table, Draco Malfoy had thanked me now that was news worthy. Okay he thanked Victoria but that didn't matter.
"I heard you were quite mean to Mrs. Black this afternoon" Kingsley laughs sitting down, evidently I hadn't charmed the right room and Tonks heard the whole thing. When she came down before she left she told me I should have done that ages ago. Truth was I always kind of wondered why Sirius hadn't.
"She deserved it, and I needed someone who I didn't care about hurting" I shrug pushing the food around the container. Kingsley had brought some take out from a diner, since I didn't cook and I didn't know what to do with the food that was in the house someone usually brought me dinner because breakfast and lunch were as much as I could figure out.
"He'll be back soon"
"Everyone's been saying that since the second day he was gone," I mutter looking up at the strong-faced man. I respected him deeply and am slightly ashamed I made him cry. I think my girly hormones became too much for him.
"I suppose that would get annoying, hence the bad mood?"
"Sorry for almost making you cry" I apologize again, as the dark man blushes slightly shaking his head. "I wasn't going to cry," he denies.
"You were almost crying, I saw tears, little tears"
"Trick of the light"
"Kingsleyyyy" I whine smiling slightly as he takes a big bite of his hamburger to end the conversation. I thought Aurors were supposed to be tough.
"Finish your dinner, I have to take you over to the Weasley's"
"What?"
"Well you've calmed down now, Ron said that he wouldn't feel safe unless you were calm"
"Oh I'll show him calm," I mutter dangerously making Kingsley laugh loudly the sound reverberating through the whole house. I guess this meant they couldn't find a babysitter for tonight.
After dinner I go up to the bedroom Harry usually stays in with Ron, I liked to stay in here when they weren't because it felt safer. Also the one I shared with Hermione and Ginny always felt cramped because of the three beds.
"Ready to go?" Kingsley asks when I reappear in the kitchen a few minutes later, I had a rather hard time locating some on my bra's which I may have taken off and tossed sometime during the night. It was a rather embarrassing habit because I didn't ever remember doing it. Harry was sometimes shocked to find one on his head when he awoke if we stayed in the same room during the summer. Severus would sometimes find one in the hall if I left my door open before falling asleep, Hermione was used to it after five years as were Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil, and the three of them often would make bets as to where they would end up in the morning. Now a simple thing would be not to sleep with one on, but honey when you got a chest like mine that's never a comfortable option.
"Yep" I smile taking his arm as we get ready to Apperate from the doorstep.
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"Good-morning dear, you slept rather late today? Are you feeling okay?" Mrs. Weasley asks handing me a plate with some breakfast on it. Two weeks, he had been gone two bloody weeks. I had not been able to sleep the last few days, only falling asleep around 4 am when I was too tired to stay awake any longer.
"Fine, just been having trouble sleeping" I admit ignoring the looks I was getting from Harry and Hermione. Harry looked worried because he always thought I had nightmares like him. Hermione actually understood but worried because I didn't ask for any sleeping aids.
"Stop looking at me like that you too, I'm fine, just a little tired" I assure them as Mr. Weasley walks in from the garden his usual cheerful expression was blank from his face as it had been for a few months now.
"Morning Weasley's', Potters', Granger" he smiles taking a seat beside me. I was always thankful for Mr. Weasley's' ability to change the mood in a room.
"Morning" was the general retort before there was a timid knock on the door.
"OH PERCY!"
Percy? I thought he was shunned? I look up seeing the stiff looking boy whom I hadn't seen in a good two years. Well one year but he usually spent the majority of his time avoiding me, with good reason. You see when I was in third year, and had given up hope of Oliver I decided I needed a structured boy..who may of had a girlfriend, that Clearwater girl still hates me I'm sure.
Harry, Hermione and I watch the brief reunion between family. Ron was shaking his head at his glasses clad brother who I noticed got a little geekier looking but in an endearing way. Ginny had run at her older brother and was still hugging him along with Mrs. Weasley who was in tears. Thankfully Mr. Weasley was just watching with a proud fatherly look in his eyes. If he started crying I think I would have to laugh a little bit.
"Come in, come in, have some breakfast" Mrs. Weasley urges her third eldest son who currently looked a little overwhelmed.
"Mum it's fine I've already-"
"Sit" she orders making him move quicker then before to the seat directly in front of me. There was a good reason that seat was empty and why Ron had discretely switched when I came down earlier.
"Hello Percy" I say cheerfully smiling up at him my sleepiness gone.
"Oh god, it's you" he jumps, followed by chuckles from around the table. It was common knowledge that even if I didn't like Percy any longer I did still strives to make him uncomfortable. "Percy!" Mrs. Weasley scolds putting down a plate, she sounded angry but she still had a large smile on her face.
"Miss me?"
"Can't say I have," he mutters looking down at his plate. I bite my lip while lightly nudging my foot against his and looking towards Harry throwing him a wink.
"Percy how's work?" Hermione asks making the majority of the table groan; we all knew it was something he'd go on for hours about.
"Well work is good, the Minister says.." foot nudge, gentle leg cress, "that there are going to be some new.." outer calf cress, "security measures are bound to be put into.." inner calf cress, outer calf cress,"..uh in..into eff..effect and..E.." slow trail up leg, "EXCUSE me!" Percy shouts the first part jumping up from the table and shooting me an accusatory look as he runs out of the room; his steps could be heard scurrying up the stairs.
"Wonder what got into him, maybe he's sick" Mrs. Weasley ponders starting out of the room calling for him just as the faint sounds of a door being closed could be heard.
"Lizzie you didn't" Hermione scolds; I look up with a shrug seeing Ron shake his head. "As long as it wasn't me" he laughs, I could faintly hear Harry and Ginny laughing trying not to give away too much to Mr. Weasley who was sitting clueless beside me.
"You didn't do that footsie thing to him did you?" Mr. Weasley suddenly asks looking down at me with a look of disapproval. "Course not"
"Good, because last time you did that the twins fought over who got to sit in front of you for a month"
"Oh I don't think Percy will be sitting there for awhile"
"Elizabeth!"
"Sorry Mr. Weasley" I apologize pretending to look ashamed even though he and the rest of the table was laughing.
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"Percy dear get some sleep, we'll talk in the morning" Mrs. Weasley's' voice cuts through the haze. I keep my eyes shut tight not wanting to interrupt their little mother-son moment. Obviously I had fallen asleep on the couch and no one had bothered to wake me. Have I ever mentioned Harry's a little bugger?
"Oh look at her, poor girl"
I hear Percy snort, then again I don't blame him. "Percy don't be rude, she's has been through hell and back these last few weeks" Mrs. Weasley scolds.
"What do you mean" I hear Percy ask, okay I shouldn't be listening but there's nothing I can do about it now. "Sirius Black died, he was extremely close to her and Harry, then Lupin had to leave a few day's ago" she pauses sounding close to tears. Why is she crying? "Now Severus is gone, he was called away two weeks ago now and hasn't sent word to her since. The only one who knows anything is Dumbledore but he won't tell us anything"
Of course he won't he doesn't like people knowing anything that might help them sleep easier at night. "She doesn't sleep much, I know she's worried if she keeps this up she'll make herself sick. She been at Sirius' old place for the last two weeks but I finally overruled Dumbledore and said enough was enough. I wasn't going to allow him to let her hole herself up in that empty place when she clearly needs the people who care for her"
"She a little odd, she doesn't seem too troubled"
"She covers it well, just like her brother. She is really strong though, try's not to let things bother her, I've watched her grow up she's becoming a fine young lady. And sure she may be a little loud or odd at times but that's who makes her who she is. She balances out Harry, shows him how to have fun every one in awhile"
I struggle to keep my eyes closed waiting for one of them to wake me up so I can go upstairs. As touching as this was I was beginning to guilty for listening in on this conversation. "No Mum leave her, I'll carry her up. Which room's she in? Fred and Georges'?"
"No yours dear but if you want to stay in there just put her on Fred's bed. Be careful walking in though, Merlin knows what they have in there still" she says quietly as I feel a hand pat my head slightly before a pair of footsteps begin making their way up the stairs.
I feel myself being slowly lifted carefully, which isn't something I though Percy would do. I half expected a kick in the ribs and him to order me out of my room. I must be good at fake sleeping. Unfortunately he had me in his arms bridal style so I could glance at the clock while we passed it. After a minute of slow walking I feel Percy stop and hear the click of a door handle. I hope he doesn't trip over anything especially if we're on Fred and George's room.
To my surprise I hear a soft chuckle, now I had never heard Percy laugh.
"First girl in my room destroys the place" he mumbles sounding very amused as I feel myself being lain on what I guess was Percy's bed. It was that or he had seen the tornado that became his old room earlier when hiding from me.
I feel a blanket being lain over top of me and I instinctively snuggle deeper into the covers.
"Your quite the girl Elizabeth Potter, quite the girl" I hear Percy mumble, I feel him hover above me for a moment before a soft kiss is placed of my cheek.
"Get some sleep Lizzie, you deserve it" he whispers quietly before his footsteps leave the room, the door clicking behind me. I snap my eyes open looking into the darkness, I was definitely in Percy's room, I pinch myself, I was definitely awake. Holy shit did the world just end?!