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Previously:

"No reason," Skye said. "I'm just thinking about how wonderful it is to have such a caring family."

Jono eyed her cautiously before turning back to his meal.

"If you say so," he replied.

Oh little brother, Skye thought evilly. You have no idea.

Skye was eating breakfast when the letter came. Smirking, she ripped it open.

Darling Skye,

I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT YOUR BROTHERS AND FATHER COULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT! Actually, on second thoughts, I can believe they could think of it but TO ACTUALLY GO THROUGH WITH IT!

They're lucky I didn't send a howler. How they could be so inconsiderate of your privacy is beyond me. I apologize on their behalf and you can rest assured that they will ALL be punished appropriately. In fact, I think that you should have a say in their punishment.

Think about it darling and get back to me. They will be at your mercy, including your father. Of course, I cannot make any promises about Orion and Teddy but I shall talk to Claire and Tonks and see what I can do.

Your father is also quite repentant of his actions, though I suppose that could also be attributed to sleeping on the couch. He never really appreciated that.

Manda, Zach and Suzie send their love. This was accompanied by a dirty splodge, about the size of Suzie's hand.

Be good Skye, do your work and complete your Head duties wonderfully, as I know you can.

Love you sweetheart.

Love, Mum.

Ah, Skye thought, the possibilities. She could make her brother's wish they never had a sister.

"What are you looking so happy about?" Ginny asked, sliding into the seat next to her.

Still smirking, Skye showed her the letter.

"Oh," Ginny grinned. "What do you have in mind?"

"Something evil," Skye replied. "Something so horrible they'll be begging for mercy. But," she shrugged. "I haven't thought of it yet."

The girls laughed as another owl dropped a letter in front of Skye. She recognized the writing of Ri instantly.

Skye honey, please don't be angry. I just never want to see you that hurt again. I'm sorry for making you mad Skye.

I love you.

Ri xox

P.S. Angie says hi

Huh, trust, Skye thought, suck up to try and get out of her line of anger. Not going to happen.

She was about to write a reply to both letters when she felt a soft tapping on her shoulder.

"Skye?" Daniel asked, almost timidly. "Can we talk?"

Skye glanced up and, noticing the pleading look on Daniel's face, sighed deeply.

"Fine," she said, making room for him on the bench.

"I'm sorry," he said immediately. "I can be a bit of an asshole at times."

Skye raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, so a lot of the time," he amended grinning. "I'm sorry. I blame my dad's faulty genes."

Skye couldn't help it; she laughed. A relieved look cross Daniel's face.

"I want to be friends with you Skye," he said. "I really do. Yeah, I don't like Malfoy and yeah, I kinda used you to prove that I am, in a way, better than him. I get why you acted the way did, Padma kinda explained the whole Malfoy-is-one-of-the-hottest-guys-at-Hogwarts thing and I know you two were totally in love before you broke up. So, I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Skye said. "I forgive you."

Daniel grinned at her.

"Thank the heavens for that," he laughed.

"Aww, you were scared I wouldn't?" Skye teased, pinching his cheeks. "How cute."

A cough from behind them alerted them to the fact that they were not alone in the Great Hall. Skye looked up to see Blaise with an odd expression on his face.

"What?"

"I was heading over here to see Ginny," Blaise explained. "But now I'm thinking that I need to talk to you as well."

"Can't you see she's a little preoccupied Zabini?" Daniel snapped.

"Daniel," Skye glanced at him warningly. "I'll talk to Blaise and then I'll come find you okay?"

"Fine," Daniel rolled his eyes. "Later beautiful."

Blaise slid into the seat the Daniel had just vacated and looked at Skye.

"What?" she asked, a little unnerved by his stare.

"What's up with you and Brady?" he asked bluntly.

"What's it to you?" Skye challenged.

"Fuck Skye," Blaise said angrily. "You're tearing Draco up. He's my best mate and I've never seen him so screwed up."

"Well maybe now he'll know how I feel," Skye said darkly.

"He doesn't like Brady," Blaise said. "None of us do. How you can even be interested in a jerk like that...Draco doesn't like it."

"I don't really care," Skye said. "Malfoy has absolutely no say in what I do. He kinda lost that privilege when he cheated on me."

Blaise looked shocked.

"Oh yeah," Skye said. "Betcha didn't know that was why we broke up. Maybe you should ask him about how much he was thinking of me while he was eating Parkinson's face off."

"I'm sure it wasn't how it looked," Blaise said confidently. "Draco...he would never do something like that to you."

"See, that's the thing," Skye said. "Maybe it wasn't how it looked and I was fully prepared to listen to an explanation. Sure, I was upset and I said some pretty hurtful things but if he really cared for me like you said he did, he would've persisted. Everyone knows how my temper can get. But then, he suggested the breakup, so I don't really care if he doesn't like Daniel. I do, and it's as simple as that."

"He...he suggest it?" Blaise asked disbelievingly.

"Oh yeah," Skye said. "Maybe you should ask him about it before you come and accuse me of anything. Now, if you will excuse me, Daniel is waiting for me."

Skye got up and, leaving a stunned Blaise behind, headed over to the Ravenclaw table. She sat down next to Daniel and greeted his friends.

"What did Zabini want?" Daniel asked. "It looked pretty intense."

"Nothing of importance," Skye forced a smile.

"Good," Daniel grinned. "So tell me..."

As the conversation turned to more trivial matters, Skye was lost in her thoughts. Was Draco really as upset about their relationship ending as she was? Maybe he was just too nervous or scared to say anything to her...

"Skye!" Daniel's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Are you okay? You've been kinda out of it."

"Sorry, just thinking, you know?"

"Must've been pretty serious."

Skye shrugged.

"I guess it is," she said.

Daniel pulled her into a tight hug.

"Wanna talk about it?" he whispered.

"Not really," Skye replied quietly.

"Okay," Daniel pulled back and kissed Skye's cheek quickly. "But when you do, I'm here, yeah?"

Skye was about to reply but was interrupted by an exceptionally pissed off Harry.

"Get your hands off my fucking sister," he snarled.

"Hey, man," Daniel held his hands up. "I wasn't doing anything. Just relax."

"Don't tell me to fucking relax," Harry spat. "Let's go Skye."

"I'm not going just because you told me to," Skye said incredulously.

"I wasn't giving you a choice."

And with that, Harry grabbed her arm and roughly dragged her off the bench.

"Don't touch her like that!" Daniel exclaimed standing up.

"Don't fucking tell me what to do with my sister," Harry growled.

Daniel was about to retaliate but Skye stopped him. There was something about the way Harry was acting that just wasn't right and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

"Daniel, it's okay," she said. "I'll see you later."

Harry continued to drag Skye out of the Great Hall and didn't show any signs of stopping. Eventually, Skye refused to walk any further.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked.

That seemed to snap something inside of Harry. He stopped walking, dropped Skye's wrist and slid to the floor, holding his head in his hands.

"Hey, hey," Skye said, sliding down next to him. "What's up?"

"I'm not supposed to feel like this," he sounded frustrated. "I mean, it's not right..."

"What's not right?" Skye asked.

"How long have you and Ri been friends?" Harry demanded suddenly, without answering Skye's question.

"Err, seventeen years..."

"And have you ever, ever had a crush on him or some kind of romantic feelings for him?"

"God no," Skye said. "That'd be like having feelings for you."

"EXACTLY!" Harry exploded. "So feeling like this is not right. I have a girlfriend for Merlin's sake."

"Harry, I don't think I quite understand," Skye said slowly.

"You wouldn't," Harry got up and began pacing. "I have a girlfriend that I like, a lot. At least, I thought I did. But now it kinda just seems weird. But it shouldn't. What I'm feeling now should be weird."

"I don't get it!" Skye exclaimed, a little alarmed with Harry's uncharacteristic behaviour. "What are you talking about?"

"But then again I only felt like this once, and that was only today," Harry continued his pacing, once again ignoring Skye. "So maybe it was a once off. But then again there was that time in the holidays, I thought it was something different but obviously I was wrong."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" Skye was starting to get frustrated.

"Perhaps it's a sign," Harry muttered, still ignoring his sister. "Perhaps it's a warning of some sort..."

That was it. Skye stood up and slapped Harry. He looked at her in shock.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" she asked.

"I have feelings for her, I think," Harry said. "But I should because I'm going out with Hermione and it should feel really, really wrong. It doesn't though and I'm pretty sure she'll think I'm a freak. And I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Who Harry?" Skye asked.

God, it was like trying to draw blood from a stone. Harry paused and ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Rhia," he said.

Well shit.

A/N And there you go...please review and let me know what you think!