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Previously:

It was the little things that Skye should have noticed. Perhaps she really should have listened to Ri when he was trying to tell her that blood never lies. Maybe then she could have saved herself so much heartbreak.

"I am over him," Skye announced, collapsing on her bed. "I am so over him it's not funny."

Hermione simply raised an eyebrow at her friend.

"Seriously, I am," Skye insisted.

"If you say so," Hermione said dubiously.

Hermione had come to stay for the final few days of the holiday as her parents were unable to take her to Kings Cross on September 1st. Skye was glad Hermione was able to stay; it gave her more time to talk to her friend as her visits weren't purely because of Harry.

"It's only been a month, Skye," Hermione said logically. "And in that time you have never shown signs of getting over him."

"I have to!" Skye exclaimed.

"When?"

"At Diagon Alley," Skye said proudly. "I didn't fight with him at all. Or break down afterwards."

"And is there someone that can confirm this?" Hermione asked.

"Rhia!" Skye smirked at her friend. "She was very proud of me."

"It's okay not to be over him yet," Hermione said quietly. "I know how much you loved him."

"Why are you so insistent that I'm not over him?" Skye snapped. "I thought you wanted me to forget about him."

"I do," Hermione said. "But I don't want you to pretend to be over him because of what I've said."

"Aww, that's sweet," Skye grinned. "But I promise I'm over him."

"Okay then," Hermione obviously still didn't believe her, but was willing to let it go. "And pray tell what you're going to do now that you're single and happy about it?"

Skye smiled mischievously.

"I'm going to give Harry grey hairs," she grinned. "Thank goodness Ri and Teddy aren't going to be back at school."

"Why do I get a bad feeling about this?" Hermione groaned. "And why do I think I'm going to bear the brunt of your actions?"

"Because you probably are," Skye said cheerfully. "I'm going to date other guys and not bother with what Harry thinks of them. I'm going to start taking control of my social life again."

Hermione looked at her friend, frowning slightly.

"I'm not going to become a slut," Skye said quickly. "If that's what you're afraid of. If I like a guy, I'm going to date them. That's all. I don't have to worry about what Ri will think anymore. He's not going to be at school so he can't stop me from growing up."

"Has he ever tried to stop you?" Hermione asked.

"Duh," Skye rolled her eyes. "It's all in his protectiveness. If he doesn't like a guy who he knows is interested in me or vice versa, he says something to said guy and that guy backs off. Everyone is shit scared of Ri when he gets angry."

"You know," Hermione said slowly. "That actually makes a lot of sense. And explains some stuff."

"You've never noticed?" Skye asked incredulously.

"Not really," Hermione shrugged. "I knew he was protective of you but..."

"He was supposed to be subtle," Skye laughed. "I guess it worked for everyone but me."

Hermione joined in her friends laughter.

"Yeah," she said. "I guess it did. Anyway, who do you think..."

However, Hermione never got to finish her question as Lily's voice floated up to them.

"Hogwarts letters!" Lily called.

Instantly, there was a tremendous pattering of feet as both the old and new Hogwarts students came tearing into the kitchen. Hermione and Skye joined them at a more leisurely pace. The excitement of receiving school letter's had worn off by the time they had reached their seventh year.

Lucas was starting at Hogwarts this year and he was exceptionally excited. He was the first to receive his letter from the bundle Lily held in her hands.

Catherine and Michaela were next, then Iris and Jono. Finally, Lily handed Skye, Harry and Hermione their letters.

"I GOT IN!" Lucas laughed, waving his letter.

"No shit," Jono muttered, but only loudly enough for the elder children to hear. "You do come from one of the most renowned magical families around. It's not like you're a squib."

Skye snorted at her brother's words, earning a glare from Lucas. Biting her lip, Skye turned to her own Hogwarts letter. She opened it casually and something fell out. Reflexively, Skye caught it.

She flipped it over and her eyes widened at the sight of HG written on the front of the badge. There was no mistaking what those letters stood for. Skye Potter had been made Head Girl.

Shocked, Skye looked into her envelope and pulled out two letters. The first was the standard letter and the second explained her new position.

Miss Skye Potter,

It is with great honour that I announce that you have been chosen as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's new Head Girl.

Skye froze. She skimmed over the rest of the letter which explained her duties and the room she would be sharing with the new Head Boy. She glanced at the bottom line.

Good luck and congratulations.

Albus Winifred Percival Dumbledore. (A/N I'm not sure I got that right...)

Below that was his signature.

That's it, Skye thought, Dumbledore had finally lost his marbles.

"Oh my god Skye," Hermione had noticed the badge in her hand. "Is that the Head Girl badge?"

The entire family turned to look at her and Skye ducked her head.

"Here," she muttered, shoving the badge into Hermione's hand. "I don't want it. You actually deserve it."

"Nonsense," Hermione said. "It was given to you."

"I still don't want it," Skye refused to take the badge back. "I know how much you wanted this."

It was true. Since their very first year at Hogwarts, Hermione had wanted to become Head Girl and she truly deserved it. Skye honestly believed that Hermione would make the best Head Girl; she had so more new ideas for the school, and yet the badge had gone to Skye, Hermione's best friend.

Skye knew that if the positions had been reversed, and it was Skye who had been the prefect all along and Hermione getting the badge, that she would have been hurt. She would, however, have still put on a happy face for her friend and this was what Skye feared Hermione was doing.

On closer inspection, though, Skye realised that Hermione's smile was indeed genuine. Her eyes were even sparkling with happiness for her friend.

"I don't want it either," Hermione said. "I thought I did, but I don't really. I'd rather still be a prefect. After all, I'm not going to have enough time to complete my schoolwork satisfactorily if I have Head Girl duties to worry about as well."

Skye couldn't help but laugh. That was such a Hermione thing to say.

"I'm happy for you Skye," she grinned. "You'll be great."

Skye bit her lip.

"Thanks," she said. "That means a lot. If Hermione Granger thinks I'll be a good Head Girl then that's all the confidence I need to accept the position."

"You're an idiot," Hermione giggled.

The two girls embraced each other tightly.

"And you're the best," Skye whispered. "I'm counting on you to help me out."

"Of course I will," Hermione smirked. "I wouldn't want the school to be destroyed!"

"Like I'd do that," Skye scoffed.

"You'll be fantastic Skye," Lily cut in, beaming at her daughter. "We have to celebrate your achievement!"

"What about me?" Harry pouted. "I've been made Quidditch Capitan again."

"Yes, well, that's Quidditch," Lily dismissed. "There's nothing fantastic about Quidditch."

All the Potter men, including James, turned to gape incredulously at Lily.

"There's nothing fantastic about Quidditch?" James repeated. "My poor, poor children... Don't listen to your mother; she has no idea what she's talking about."

Skye laughed.

"It's okay Dad," she said. "Even though I'm Head Girl I'll still play Quidditch."

"That's my girl," James beamed. "I knew I could count on you."

"What about me?" Harry pouted again. "I've always played Quidditch too."

"But you're not Head Girl as well," James said, throwing an arm around Skye. "And Skye is."

Skye snickered at the expression on her brother's face.

"Quit while you're not too far behind," Hermione suggested.

Harry sulked for the rest of the day.

A/N Please review?