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"You can't tell me Malfoy isn't up to anything" Harry announces as soon as I walk into his room. I jump back towards the door slightly looking between him and Ron, oh it was one of those days. I hate when he goes snooping.
"Are we still fighting about that?" I ask amused, it was kind of funny now. I can't imagine what Harry would do if I suddenly told him I was dating him, I think that would be funny.
"No, but admit it he's been acting twitchy"
"He actually been kind of, nice" I say hesitantly holding up my arms before I got screamed at, Ron let out a snort of disbelief from his bed.
"NICE?!" Harry roars, yes roars like a lion it was bloody loud.
"Yes nice, what he's not allowed to be nice sometimes?" I ask pausing a smirk gracing my features, "I also don't appreciate you talking about my boyfriend in such away" I finish with a huff walking from the room leaving Harry and Ron in a stunned silence.
Quickly I make my way down the boy's stairs glancing over my shoulder nervously waiting for the eruption. "Hey Lizzie I was wondering if you could help me with a Charms paper" Ginny catches my attention from her seat on the couch lounging beside Dean.
"Sure Ginn-"
"LIZZIE!" Harry's voice yells abnormally loud making my eyes almost pop out of my head. I hope he used a sound charm and wasn't that angry. It was a joke...
"On second though, I'll figure it out. Good luck with that" she laughs nervously tugging at Deans arm, who seemed frozen in fear slightly.
"I'm not staying are you crazy!?" I ask her heading for the Portrait hole quickly hearing the thundering of Harry and Ron's steps on the staircase. Like I'm going to deal with that right now.
"If he asks I'm in my room" I call behind me hearing Harry's voice yell my name again.
I make my way down to the Great Hall dragging my bag with me lazily through the door and tossing it on the house table making a few second years glance up nervously. I'd be nervous of me too because I currently could tell I looked pretty terrified. "Word to the wise if you see Harry Potter, run" I mutter to them pulling out a piece of parchment. I could write to Remus. Scrounging for a quill and ink I eventually steal a muggle pen from one of the second years who were acting as a barrier between the door-Harry and me.
Dear Remus,
You will be pleased to know that I have only had 6 detentions so far. I realize that it is quite a bit but to be fair I had two in one day. Wouldn't Dad be proud? I know you must be bursting with pride. I miss you by the way just throwing that out there, hopefully we'll see each other at Christmas. I am currently hiding in the Great Hall. I have to admit I played a rather cruel joke on Harry just now telling him I was dating Malfoy. I think it's rather amusing though I doubt I will when Harry finally catches up with me, let's hope no body lets slip I'm not hiding in my room yeah? Wouldn't want to be out a god-daughter now would you, course not. What else, oh I burned off Minnie's eyebrows, purely by accident I assure you. Freak, accident that had to do with me attempting to turn a shoe into a dog. Stupid spell anyways.
My grades are fine because I know you care about that stuff. I, pretend to study every time we have an examination. You should be happy because I do that just for you. Also in regards to your last letter, I wasn't trying to make Kingsley cry it just happened, well almost happened. Don't worry. I'm eating well, and all that stuff you seem to worry about. It might interest you to know I've been having those dreams again, I don't know if they're from subconscious thinking or what.
Oh! I have a date, I told Neville Longbottom we were going to Hogsmade together and he agreed!
That's all I have to say, I think the second year I took this pen from has noticed she's eyeing me.
Miss you so so so so so so so so so so so much.
Love you,
Lizzie-lily. (The best, most wonderful, beautiful and smartest god-daughter ever)
I roll the letter up and toss the pen at the stupid little girl who was about half a second from cursing me. "Thank you, Lizzie Potter by the way" I wink seeing her expression. I loved doing that, only good thing that came out of Harry getting that blasted scar. Oh and the free stuff.
Looking around I grab my things quickly and more or less jog out of the Great Hall, jumping behind statues and anything else that would hide me along my way to the Owlrey to find Hedwig.
"Hedwig! Come here girl!" I call avoiding the owl poop at all costs, I was wearing my slippers and didn't really want to have to clean them. Yes I'm a witch but I still don't like getting poop on my slippers.
I smile watching my brothers Snowy Owl glide down from the rafters quickly I tie the letter to her watching her soar away. I still remember the first time I saw her when we were on the train. I had decided I loved her right then and more or less demanded that I have full use of her. Of course Harry was young, impressionable (into thinking I was tough) and happy to meet the sister he was just informed her had. Frankly I could of gotten anything out of him at that moment, he's lucky all I demanded was full use of his owl, oh and some money for snacks because Severus hardly gave me any allowence.
Harry and I never really kept a secret from each other but I did know about him before he knew about me. I remember the day Severus sat me down and told me. It had been a rainy Hallowe'en day and I was pouting once more because he wouldn't let me go Trick-or-Treating yet again. Every year I had watched kids from the window run up and down the streets in costumes, and every year that's all I got to do was watch. Severus told me it was a waste of time an instead bought me a bunch of candy, and like every year he regretted it. I didn't handle sugar well as a kid, not that I do so now. However I'll always remember that one day when I was five, Severus sat me down ceremoniously dumping a large bucket of candy into my lap. Like every Hallowe'en we had come home from Hogwarts for the night. After a few minutes of me eating like a fat kid he just came out and told me, I was excited of course until he told me I couldn't meet Harry until I started school myself.
When I think about it Severus did a pretty good job raising me, especially for a bitter young man who didn't ever want kids to begin with. He calls his students his children and he has more then enough. That's true, but if he treated any son or daughter the way he treats his student the kid would have very poor self esteem, believe no one loved him and probably would kill his/her own self.
See me, I know Severus loves me because he get's mad when I put myself into danger or go and get myself hurt. Plus he said it a few times when he thought I was sleeping when I was in the hospital wing on one of those many occasions. It was more of a "I love you, you stupid girl" followed but some frustrated grunt but he still said it.
"Potter? Your not having some sort of fit are you?" a voice asks making me jump slightly. I grunt glancing over at Malfoy signifying that I was still alive. He was allowed to send owls, though he was blocking my view as he tied the letter on and whispered to the owl like I was trying to see what he was doing. You know like I cared or something.
"No, I'm not having a fit, though umm.." I pause, should I tell him? Probably. "just a word of warning you may want to stay away from my brother" I warn him, Malfoy who was awkwardly dressed up for a weekend turns cocking his head to the side in what resembled amusement.
"I don't usually try and be around him or was that a really bad threat?"
I laugh shaking my head, "He was talking about how you seem to me 'up to something', I simply told him that you've been nicer recently" I shift my feet looking at a rather interesting piece of owl dung to avoid looking at him. "You defended me" Malfoy asks somewhat shocked but looked frustrated, I couldn't quite understand why. Maybe he was constipated.
"There's some more, hence the staying away part," I clear my throat; I can't believe I was going to tell him this. "I was trying to make him angry, it was a joke actually but he over reacted hence me being here."
"Potter, spit it out!"
"Okay, okay" I mutter looking at his annoyed face, nice Malfoy was gone; maybe he's bipolar? "I told Harry and Ron, jokingly of course that you were my boyfriend. So if you see him run? Okay bye!" I rush the last part striding towards the door; sadly Malfoy was quicker due to his long legs.
"You told your brother you and I were an item" he asks sounding somewhat amused, there was an odd gleam in his eye. One that usually came before the hexes.
"It was a joke, I'll tell him when he's cooled down."
"What did he do?" Malfoy asks almost excitedly the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
"Was deadly quite for about thirty seconds, then yelled for me very very loudly, then came after me. But I ran away so I couldn't tell you" I shrug slipping by him while I had the opportunity, I'm a pretty good distraction.
"Wait Potter, while we're having this little civil moment. Can I ask you a question?" Malfoy asks quietly his back turned to me, his body was stiff so what ever it was obviously wasn't a light topic.
"Sure Malfoy" I say hesitantly pausing mid step waiting.
"Do you hate me?"
My foot drops in shock, oh jesus. "Uh, no, hate's a strong word. I don't hate you. Dislike you the majority of the time because you're a tit, yes." I wait for him to say something else, like profess his undying love for me and then go on about how Victoria helped him do this but he didn't. He stood still and quite for a moment before walking out of sight. Things at Hogwarts just got weirder.
I safely managed to get back into the Common Room after staking out the front door to make sure Harry had left. However Hermione did see me go up to our room.
"Lizzie I know you're up there!"
"No I'm not" I yell from the top of the stairs snickering quietly. I stiffen seeing Hermione who looked very annoyed with me at present time. "Your brother wants me to get you, could you just please tell him it was a joke?", I shake my head smiling, "This is much more- ah. HARRY!" I yell falling into Hermione as the stairs change into a slide. Bugger, that was the one thing I was trying to remember to look out for.
I feel myself being untangled from Hermione as I'm lifted up by my arm pits, my arms being held over my head. Seeing as a very ticked off looking brother of mine was staring at me I assumed it was Ron.
"Thanks Hermione"
"TRAITOR!" I yell causing the few people who weren't watching to look at us.
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"I hate girls"
"I hear there not to fond of you either" I mumble continuing with my Charms essay, I still have a few inches to go but couldn't find anything else to write about.
"Your such an ego boost Liz, thanks"
"Well Lavender's been following you around recently, at least you attract something, besides I thought you went out to practice with Harry? Try-outs are tomorrow aren't they?" I ask Ron briefly looking up to see him turn a rather sickly shade of green.
"I was, and they are. He took off, though I did run into that twit Dean snogging my sister"
"He's her boyfriend he'll do that on occasion" I nod rolling my eyes. I hated over protective brothers, and Ron was worst then Harry. Mostly cause if Harry can't scare them off I can manage too.
"Well he shouldn't" Ron mutters crossing his arms, I put my quill down feeling an annoyed look gracing my features, "Look at it this way, if you and I were dating wouldn't you want to snog me? "
"W-well"
"Oh relax I wasn't asking you if you wanted to snog me. You have to know though Harry wouldn't threaten you or scold me twenty-four seven if that was the case. What I'm saying here is lay off your sister, and Dean because he's your friend and she's your sister"
Ron stares at me jaw dropped, "T- that, that was smart" he stammers in awe. I roll my eyes turning back to my work leaving Ron to bask in my awesomeness for a moment more.
"Shove a bum"
"Er. Why?" I ask my disgustingly sweaty brother who was trying to unsuccessfully shove himself into the little place beside me. No Harry is not fat and nor am I, it's just my pile of finished homework and books are taking up most of the couch.
In conclusion, the previously stated charm has many uses, this charm can be preformed wandless if practiced often enough and it is used by a large rang of wizards and witches in their day-to-day life.
"So what do you think?"
"About what exactly?" I ask rolling the essay up somewhat pleased with my work. It wasn't my best because I didn't actually research the charm just kind of regurgitated what Hermione told me about it but it would get at least an 'A'. Remember aim low.
"Helping me with the try-outs?"
"Depends, do I have to get up early?" I frown looking up at the clock, dinner wasn't for another hour and I was thankful to be getting my homework done on a Saturday rather then rushing to finish tomorrow. Which I now know would have taken all day. That I didn't have.
"They're at 11" I whimper rather pathetically at this, then again I couldn't have him announce now that people had to wait an hour because the captain's sister was too lazy to get herself out of bed before 11.
"Fine, but I'm not participating, make Gin do it"
"Thank you!" Harry grins moving in for a hug which I duck out of. He still smelt, gross.
"Come on"
"Perhaps after you shower"
"Come on"
"No thanks"
"You're hurting my feelings"
"They'll recover I assure you" I mutter turning away and to my books, a second later I feel a rather hot, sweaty body grabbing mine in a death hold. "I love you Lizzie", "Back at cha Harry".
"You two are oddly close" Ron informs us from his overstuffed chair shaking his head at us. Moments like this are the times you can tell we didn't grow up together.
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"Okay can I get everyone to fly around the pitch for me, NO IF YOUR NOT IN GRYFFINDOR PLEASE GET OFF THE FEILD!"
I laugh from my spot beside Harry watching a few Hufflepuff's whine and walk away whilst throwing down their broom which I found greatly amusing. I had in fact managed to get up in time, I was in some simple track pants and a baggy sweater that I think may have belonged to Hermione at one point. My hair was carelessly thrown up and I had plopped a pair of sunglasses on to hide the dark circles I knew would probably be there since I didn't bother with make-up.
"There once was a wizard named Harry, he couldn't even-"
"Don't finish that sentence Lizzie, I highly recommend you do not finish that sentence" Harry warns, his jaw was clenched as he watched the players fly around the pitch. I liked to play Quidditch, not watch it all to much. I didn't like not being in the game.
"How about McLaggen?"
"Hot"
"I meant his playing" Harry sighs rubbing the bridge of his nose and pinching his eyes closed.
"He looks hot? Look just pick Ron, that bulky guy there, Ginny, and those two idiots swinging the Beater bats then we can go inside and eat something!"
"We have to have them actually play, what if that guy's rubbish?" Harry asks pointing to the bulky fourth year trying out for Chaser. He had nice hair, and arms. Yummy.
"Then at least I can look at him"
"Liz-", "You get to look at Ginny the whole time, I need some man meat", Harry sighs shaking his head at me before shouting out the next set of instructions. You know who we need here? Oliver.
You know what I wanted orange juice, I'm pretty sure this school doesn't even know what it was. All they ever have is that god awful Pumpkin juice, Harry loves the stuff I think it's bloody disgusting. I always have Severus brave the muggle world and go get me orange juice, I miss orange juice.
"Oi, you two you don't hit each other with those bats! Ugh! Lizzie, please help me!" Harry yells back to me frustrated pulling at his hair. Oh boy here we go. If one of them spits from up there it's not going to go right through my head will it? I've always wondered that. Maybe I'll try it on my secret stalker Malfoy. Guess I'll have to brave it and find out.
"Lizzie please!"
"Oh I'm coming you big baby!"