December 10, 1992
I decided to give Harry a few days to get over the initial shock, and had been holding onto some slim hope that those idiots would realize that he wasn't some evil wizard. However no such thing worked out for him because everybody was still staying away from him as if he had some dangerous disease… poor kid… in other words I had a little while to prepare what I was going to say. Almost no one knew what had happened to my parents, only Fred, George, and the teachers of Hogwarts knew the full story. All the other people just sort of assumed that they had died or given me up, and still many believed I lived with them. So when I pulled harry aside to talk to him I was going out on a limb, only the closest of my friends knew … so I guess this meant I trusted harry enough to tell him about the common thread we shared. Or maybe I just felt pity… No that wasn't it… These thoughts were running through my head when I caught sight of him, sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard, snow sprinkling down into his messy black hair, "Hi Harry!" I called as I walked over to him
He looked up at me surprised, but it quickly changed to caution… and rudeness, "What are you doing here? Have you come to insult me and call me a filthy murderer?" his green eyes narrowed dangerously.
I kept my face blank as I came to a stop in front of him and looked down, "Why? Do you think I'm that kind of person Harry?"
He looked up at me for a few moments before he spoke again, this time his voice was less snappish, "No… I'm sorry Allison… Look I'm just-"
"Stressed out, confused, shunned, feeling unloved…"
He tilted his head, "Yah, just like that…"
I nodded, "your upset because you have no one to ask about this to aren't you?"
"Well… yah… how do you know that…"
I smiled wryly, "Let's just say I'm more like you then you know Harry."
'What do you mean?"
I sighed, "Have I ever told you about my parents...?" the answer was an obvious no, but I liked the drama of the question….
"No… what about them?" he asked interested
"Well… they died when I was three years old, they were killed by death eaters and like your parents, they were attacked when they least expected it."
His eyes widened.
"They had fake ID's for when they were at work, so they couldn't be tracked by those they were hunting, but it didn't work… the death eaters found them… Our house had the normal protection spell blocks up, but everyone knows they don't work… my parents were out on the porch drinking tea when it happened… completely unarmed… my birthday was a week away—and they were tortured into insanity and killed by a group of death eaters."
His eyes looked like an owls, "I didn't know that…"
"the teachers know… so do Fred and George, and my great Aunt of course… you're the only other person I told, but I told you because I have a point. I was dumped off at an orphanage when I was found later that night by Mad Eye Moody, an ex-Auror. My Great Aunt didn't come because she had been prevented by Dumbledore himself to leave the headquarters, but I wasn't taken to her… I was dumped at an orphanage. Do you know what the second worst living condition a witch or wizard can live in?"
He shook his head.
"An orphanage run by a group of squibs!" I said, "Especially ones who abuse you non-stop about your hair changing colors and put you in the lousy room, with a broken spring mattress, and a view of a dumpster! Do you know what my point is now Harry?"
"No…"
"My point is, you have no one to turn to now… you have no idea how you got this ability and almost nobody to turn to. Sure you have Hermione and Ron, but do they really know everything? This is a time when you need parents to help you, which is something I didn't have when I was shunned at an orphanage because i'm a Metamorphmagi… Do you know what they did to me when I was four? They put me in the garbage can for five hours so that the other children wouldn't see my hair change color… no one understood me then, like no one understands you now."
"Your right." He sighed as he looked down at his feet, "Thank you for understanding… and I'm sorry about your parents, it must be hard to keep your feelings bottled up like that."
"I barely remember them." I said quietly
He looked up, "you have some memories of them?" he asked surprised.
"They died when I was three, I mainly remember them twirling me around in the living room and making funny faces at me…" I smiled sadly, but my face soon darkened, "But I also remember their screams… I don't know which I would rather live with, a few happy memories and the moments leading up to their deaths, or none at all…"
"I don't remember my parents either… but I would at least like a memory I could hold onto, just to know what their like…"
I nodded, "Harry… just know that you're not alone on this one okay? You've got Fred, George, Ron, and Hermione on your side… and of course you have me and Dumbledore."
He smiled, and I could tell he felt relieved, "Your right…"
I nodded back at him as I turned to walk off, " look, harry if you need anything feel free to talk to me alright?"
'Right!" he called back, "And Allison?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks."
I smiled back at him, "Anytime Harry, anytime…"
December 20, 1992
It was five days before Christmas, and all through Hogwarts people were running around in a panic to get presents for their friends and family. Fortunately I was doing no such thing; I had handled everything a couple of months ago… But then there was also the fear of the mistletoe, I had personally been doing my best to avoid it because, to be quite honest I was afraid to be kissed by Fred. And what is the point of kissing someone in front of everybody else? I've seen it plenty of times around Hogwarts and I only had one thing to say whenever I saw it, 'Ick.' I mean why do you have to watch people make out? It's one thing if you're the one doing it, but other people just don't need to see it… Fred apparently felt the same way because whenever he saw the mistletoe he would steer clear of it, and do the best to pull me away…
The green leaves hung from the ceiling taunting us to draw nearer, Fred and I walked around it carefully, avoiding it like the plague.
Lee unfortunately picked up on our avoidance of it and commented, "What is with you two lately? Afraid to be caught under the mistletoe together?" His voice was smug
Fred and I came to halt, "What do you mean 'what's been with us lately'? Were acting totally normal!" I asked
"No… you haven't been acting normal lately…" George said
"What do you mean?" Fred asked nervously
"Well… you've been acting very odd around each other lately…" Lee said, "You're walking closer than usual your avoiding the mistletoe like its some sort of plague, and… when you avoid it, you both blush."
"We do all that?" I asked weakly
"Yes…" Lee said slowly, "So spill, what really happening between you two? Let's not forget Snape called Allie your girlfriend Fred…"
"Yah, well that's Snape!" I snapped
"You didn't do anything to correct him." George smirked
"So? Maybe I was just tired." I sighed, we had come to a halt in the hallway and the other students were walking around us giving us looks of disdain.
"True, maybe you were just tired... but does that really mean anything?" Lee asked quizzically his eyes triumphant
Fred and I could say nothing more to defend ourselves, George and Lee knew… prepare for the teasing!
"So it is true?" George asked with a smirk, "You two are going out?" his eyes lit up for a few moment before he said with much enthusiasm, "Good job mate! I knew you could do it! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Allison was afraid that you'd be annoying and pester us…" Fred said with a sigh
"She was right to think that." Lee smirked maliciously
"Oh no…" I muttered before he began
"Allison and Fred sitting in the tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g, first comes love then comes marr—"
"Okay honestly how old are you again Lee?" I laughed and Fred and George grinned, I had honestly expected it to be much worse…
"Fourteen, and Allison don't think for one second that you've gotten away easy." He smirked, "I'm just getting started.
"Oh, I'll see about that!" I laughed
"is that a challenge?" he smiled
"Yup, watch your back Lee, because I'm about to pull every prank I've got!"
"Oh we'll just see about that!" He smiled before he took off towards the great hall, plans were already snaking through his evil little mind. Just as they were in mine…
IM SO SORRY THIS WASN'T UP ON FRIDAY! My reviewer ABC, AKA my awesome buddy from band reminded me on Friday to update! I had forgotten with everything that has been going on in my life… I'm so sorry… TT_TT I will not do that again, I promise upon the pain of (insert something painful here) that I will not be late in updating again!
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