Hello! I'll be at an arts festival for the next few days so It'll be difficult to do some writing while there. I wanted to get a chapter to you so you guys know I'm still alive and writing. To answer some questions: I'll give a flashback during this to explain why Rose and Harry had a falling out. As for shapeshifting, each shift drains him of energy and strength. More energy is drained, depending on how powerful the animal is, so turning into a mouse or monkey wouldn't take much, but turning into a basalisk or phoenix or unicorn would drain him drastically. His energy is also drained constantly while in the form so being a powerful creature for a long time would potentially kill him. I'll see if I can give some more depth on how familiars work when they get to Hogwarts. I'd like to thank everyone that gave me reviews. It means a lot to me and it motivates me to write more. And now, on with the story!
Harry bolted awake and sat up, untangling himself from his sister. "Rose!" He hissed. Rose groggily opened her eyes and sleepily sat up. She woke up completely when she heard the screaming however. "Children!" Called Madame Bones. The twins went to the center of the tent and saw Madame Bones standing there in her nightgown, her wand raised. Susan and Hannah emerged from the other side and approached Madame Bones. "Out. Follow me." The adult witch said as she led the children out the tent. Outside, witches and men of all different nationalities could be seen running towards the forest. Tents nearby were bursting into flames as a group of masked witches marched through, chanting and levitating a muggle family. "Run! I'll hold them off!" Madame Bones called as she raised her wand towards the masked group. Pops were heard as Aurors apparated in nearby. The 4 children obeyed and ran through the crowd, but not before a curse fired by a masked woman at Madame Bones missed her and hit Harry square in the back, causing everything to go black.
The next thing Harry knew, he was standing in a classroom. From the looks of it, it was his 2nd year Familiar Arts classroom. Pictures of Gilderoy Lockheart lined the room and the back. He heard the bell ring and students streamed in, completely ignoring him as if he wasn't there. Harry's eyes widened when he watched the younger Rose drag a younger Harry to the front of the room. He recognized this memory. It was one of his worst. "Rose!" The young Harry complained. "This class is utterly useless! All we do is listen to that blonde idiot brag about how many familiar powers he has!" This comment earned Harry several glares from the female population. Rose sighed, having heard this before. "Harry, he is an amazing person! Look at all the things he's done!" Harry rolled his eyes. "Claims to have done. I bet you just say that cause you think he's dreamy." Rose's cheeks flushed, partially from embarassment and partially from rage. "Enough Harry! I've put up with your whining for the past half year and frankly I'm sick of your jealous attidude." Harry spluttered. "Jealous!" Rose nodded angrily. "Yes Harry Potter! Jealous! You're jealous that you'll never be half the man Gilderoy Lockheart is! At this point, I'm beggining to think those accusations about you being the Monster of Slytherin are true! No wonder you got Susan petrified!" Young Harry was taken aback. He knew that they were divided over her idol but he never thought the divide was great enough that she'd accuse him of murdering his best friend. Tears began to form in his eyes, feeling betrayed and saddened. Rose however, was far too mad to notice this. "If you're just gonna spew foul things about my idol while you plot your next attack, then you can just leave and not talk to me!" Young Harry turned and strode from the room, searching for an empty classroom that he could break down crying in before anyone saw him. Gawking students watched as the twins inseperable twins fought and left, with a wound in their relationship that seamed unhealable.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Harry screamed as he woke up. The blonde, French witch he had run into before was kneeling next to him. A warm mass could be felt lying on his stomach. When the French woman noticed he was awake, she nodded. "He should be fine. I've removed most of the dark magic. He needs plenty of rest now." She stood and put her wand away before turning and leaving without another word. Susan kneeled and took the French witch's place. "Harry! Are you ok?" "What happened?" Harry groaned. Susan shook her head. "Nightmare curse. Designed to copy the effects of Dementors. Makes you relive one of your worst memories. Illegal in this part of the world. Rose was worried sick." Susan motioned to Harry's stomach and Harry looked down. Rose had her arms wrapped tightly around his waist and was hugging him as close as she could. "Rose?" Harry asked in confusion. He hadn't seen Rose show this much affection to him in ages. "I thought you were gone." She mumbled. "I thought I'd lost you." Harry reached down and stroked her head. "I'm here Rose, don't worry." Rose nodded and sat up, pulling Harry to a seated position. Susan watched this affair and, seeing that the twins were done, pulled out a half melted chocolate bar from before. "It's melted, but it should help with the effects of the curse." Harry took the bar and ate it gratefully. Rose stood and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, we gotta find Susan's aunt. She should be finished by now. Together, the four made their way to the burnt tents and found a very angry Madame Bones, who was fuming about how all the masked witches escaped. She saw the four children and the shaken state Harry was in and became worried. "Come children, back to the house." They all grabbed onto her and she apparated them to Bones mannor.
Madame Bones made sure they were all fine before apparating to the ministry to help. While Susan and Hannah went to the kitchen to prepare themselves breakfast, Harry walked to his bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, putting his face in his hands. A few moments later, he felt arms wrap around him and hug him tightly. "What's wrong? What did the spell show you?" Rose whispered. Harry shook his head, shaking slightly, unable to hold back the sobs. "I- I saw us. In s-second y-y-year when you told me to l-leave. I t-thought you'd n-never talk to me again! I thought-" he was cut off as Rose shushed him. She gently moved Harry into a seated position so his head rested on her lap and his body was on the bed. "Shhhhh. I love you Harry. More than anyone. Now sleep. I'll be here." And with that, the young familiar drifted off to sleep while his sister watched.
Although she didn't show it, Rose was also feeling conflicted. In second year, she'd become angry at Harry for insulting the man she'd grown to idolize and let that cloud her better judgement. 'Stupid stupid stupid!' She thought. 'Why did you trust that blonde buffoon over Harry!' When Rose had first discovered what had happened, she had felt completely idiotic. She had been so busy fawning over Lockheart that she had forgoten the most important thing in her life. Harry. Rose leaned down and pressed her lips against Harry's as he slept. "I swear I'll fix our relationship. You're mine Harry. I won't let anybody hurt my Harry."
Done! I hope you guys liked it. Again, please drop a review telling me how you liked the story and give me suggestions for what to do next! I love hearing back from you guys! Read and Review, and I'll see if I can get a chapter typed up for y'all while I'm at my arts festival. Until next time!