As promised, Chapter 6, thank you to all those who reviewed and voted. The poll is soon to be closed and now we are about to be on the way with the story. This will probably be the only update for the week. Sorry that it will take so long before the next update, but, it will be up within the next two weeks for sure. As usual thanks for reading, and I don't own. Enjoy!

The rest of the school day passed easily. Harry felt confident in his understanding of the classes and he was getting exciting to continue working more on the memories Dumbledore had sent him. Hermione had told Harry what he needed to do to get the two mirrors she had sent him to join into one piece that swung on a hinge, keeping the two mirrors separate but connected. He had talked with his two best friends a few times with it and felt more and more relaxed in his new environment since he was able to keep such close contact with his friends.

Harry's days began to fall into a very similar pattern, morning classes, lunch with Ryan and Sharpay, though after a while, he began moving around the cafeteria, seeing people he had become acquainted with in his classes and deciding to sit with them. The most constant part of his day, however, was the walk from the cafeteria to his first afternoon class, during which he talked with Kelsi.

The two had connected extremely easily. Something about the other made both of them more open to talking. Kelsi had gotten over most of her shyness around Harry and was helping carry the conversation more, though she was still extremely quite around the drama and music group that she mostly stuck around. She had moved around with Harry a couple times, but after two days of sitting with different people, she went back to just sitting around Ryan and Sharpay's group.

Harry had discovered, much to the chagrin of Sharpay that he didn't really fit into any of the premade, stereotypical groups. He had friends from each of them and was easily able to move from one such group to another, though he didn't quite understand most of what the skaterdudes were talking about.

He had a little trouble at first with Math, trying to work with Arithmancy's formulas rather than Arithmetic, confusing his teacher to no end of how he came up with half of his answers. The resulting sessions with tutors from the Scholastic Club helped build a foundation of camaraderie and friendship between him and a few of the members.

Once he got the hang of how to return it, Harry was able to become a masterful volleyball player, his reflexes from Quidditch coming in handy with returning wheat most might think to be an unreturnable ball or unstoppable spike. Earning him a bit of respect with some of the sports jocks of the school.

The drama club easily accepted him, but more so because he was related to Ryan and Sharpay, the Co-Presidents for the Drama club than anything he had done. Sure, Harry could act, but he didn't know even a fraction of the Broadway shows or plays that they were talking about and certainly not the actors. Harry watched and listened as people complained about someone being casted as a character, gushed over the amazing talents of so-and-so, or daydreamed about a certain person playing a specific role. Harry quickly drowned them out, deciding to talk to Kelsi who told him she was more focused on the composers and musicians in the shows they were talking about rather than the actors themselves.

Harry's pensieve lessons were moving along easily. He had been hard pressed a few times to get everything done on time since he often forgot to do his lessons through the week, either being caught up doing the homework from the high school or talking with Ron, Hermione, Ryan or Kelsi.

It was Kelsi that Harry began to spend more time with. He had been walking with a group of people that he had recently become acquainted with when they passed a room that Harry didn't usually go past and Harry heard someone in the room playing and singing softly. He waved to the people he had been walking with and moved closer to the door. He found Kelsi sitting at the piano with her sheet music out with a pencil and a huge eraser sitting next to it. He softly opens the door and slips inside; sitting in one of the chairs near the door and just relaxing as she stopped and restarted from what he guessed was the beginning.

"It's hard to believe, that I couldn't see, you were always right beside me. Thought I was alone, with no one to hold, but you were always right beside me…" She sang before falling silent though she continued to play, moving her fingers smoothly over the keys. She hummed a melody line while she played after a couple moments, sometimes going back to a part of the song and mumbling to herself before shaking her head and huffing.

Harry sat back in his chair and continued listening, though something was itching at the back of his skull, trying to get to the front. He continued to listen as he waited for it to come to the front so he could understand what it was that was bugging him. After playing a few more times through the area she was struggling with, it finally made itself clearer, when she played it through again, he tried to follow a bit closer to the notes she was playing, and decided that to his untrained ear, it sounded decent and decided to speak up.

He coughed slightly to make her aware of his presence. "Don't mean to intrude, or assume, but what if you changed it to…" he hummed what had been in his head. Kelsi had jumped when he had made a noise and stared at him in shock before blushing and smiling slightly, turning to the piano and starting to play before turning back to him, "Do that one more time?" She asked, motioning with her head for him to move closer.

Harry walked over towards the piano and hummed the line while she played through the progression again. When it ended she nodded her head, picking up her eraser and wiping the old notes from her page. She was halfway finished before dropping the eraser back on the piano and moving her hands to the keys again, "That is better, but what about this?" She changed a few chords around and hummed the newly inspired melody.

Harry shrugs, "Sure, I don't really know where that bit came from, but it seemed to fit to me. Yours works much better I think from the little I have heard and know. I only just recently really started listening to music. Didn't have much of a chance to before now." He said easily and Kelsi dropped her pencil from where she was marking the changes.

"How did you live this long?" She asked in amazement.

Harry shrugged again, "I've asked myself that question more than a few times. I'll let you know when I figure that out." He replied, not feeling like explaining he meant literally staying alive and not because of the absence of music.

It was one of the downsides of living with all of these non-magical people. It felt like he was constantly lying to them. There were questions they asked that he simply could not answer them honestly on because it would break the Statute of Secrecy. He sighed sorrowfully to himself.

"Have you ever written music before?" Kelsi asks after a few moments, hoping that she could have a new friend and helper for writing all the music for school plays, deciding that have Harry help her would be very…enjoyable. She may not have known him more than a few weeks, but he seemed like a really sweet guy. Caring and wanting to just be a good friend to anyone and everyone that would have him. Then again he hadn't listened to music much before. Her mind jumped back to the question she had just asked and almost hit herself, "Sorry, dumb question since you just told me you hadn't listened to much music before. I guess you don't play any instruments or anything either do you?" She asked, half-hoping that he may have for some obscure reason.

He shook his head, no. "Though I did get a hand-carved, wooden flute from a friend of mine, I didn't play it very well at all, but it did calm a dog." He said with a playful smirk as he thought back to his run in with Fluffy.

Kelsi nodded before focusing back on the piano, "How long had you been in here before you got my attention?" She asked. Harry could see her blushing slightly and decided to take it easy on her. "Only a minute or so, not very long. Though I will say that you have a very pretty voice." He said encouragingly.

She blushed more noticeably this time before muttering, "Thanks." She straightened some after a couple seconds and smiled over at him, "I'm better at piano though, I don't like to sing much. Ever sing before?" She asked, eying him intently.

"Umm, no, I doubt I can sing. The sound change that I suggested was just luck. My mind usually doesn't work that way. I…uh, no. I-I don't think I can sing." He finished, stuttering slightly. He had never been a part of the Hogwarts choir under Flitwick's tutelage; then again, he had never really tried... Still eying him intently, Kelsi hums to herself. She glances at the clock to check the time and her eyes widen slightly before tuning back to look at Harry. "We'll talk more later, I'm in here most days during this time so you're welcome to stop in whenever, but for now, its almost time for next period. The bell should be ringing in the next minute."

She turns and gathers her things while Harry waits to the side smiling lightly, "As long as you promise to not make me sing, I think I could stop in a few times." He says jokingly. She laughs softly and shakes her head slightly, "No promises, but I won't try to force you."

"Deal."

"But I will beg and plead until I at least hear a little bit. Your humming was in key and on the beats they should be, so there is at least a small amount of dormant talent there, even if you haven't tapped it yet. If we could work you onto an instrument of some kind, that would be even better, singing voice or not." She says, mostly to herself in a contemplative manner. Harry reaches the door before her, opens it, and allows her to go through first with an over-exaggerated bow. Pulled from her thoughts by his actions she laughs in amusement and reaches back to pull him alongside her. She is halfway through the pull before her eyes widen slightly and she instantly releases his sleeve and drops her hand to her side.

"You okay Kelsi?" Harry asked worriedly, not sure what just happened.

"I-I'm sorry, I…I didn't mean to, you know, grab your shirt like that…I didn't mess it up, did I?" She made a few more noises that sounded like her trying to speak, but her face and eyes seemed to show that she was horrified, embarrassed, and shocked by her actions.

Harry reached over to her and placed a hand on her arm, smiling softly, "Kelsi, calm down. It's just a shirt, don't worry about it, I'm not upset or anything about that. Just, be yourself around me, okay? Don't treat me like I'm Ryan or Sharpay or anyone else and don't think that…that you have to be someone else. I'm usually not this blunt and forward, but I can tell you are a shy kind of person." He said softly, looking at her and pausing for a moment. She blushed with the faintest of smiles while nodding.

Harry nodded back, "Well, shy seemingly anytime when you aren't playing piano. You were playing most of the time we were talking and it seemed like it calmed you down some. Listen," He says as he starts moving them down the hallway again, knowing they had classes in the same area before lunch came around. "I don't have any expectations or ideas that you have to live up to, or exceed or anything like that. Be the you that you are when you are playing piano, because that girl, is a girl I want to get to know, I can tell that that is the real you." He looked around after he finished talking and noticed they were among some of the few students left in the hallways. "Now as you said, it's almost time for our next class, so we better hurry. See you at lunch?" He asked.

Kelsi nodded, her face settling somewhere between embarrassment, deep thought and happiness. The pair turned from each other and quickly made their way to their separate classrooms, thinking about the new free-period tradition they hoped they had just started.

Harry's mind refused to stay on his history lecture that period, floating off towards the cute composer he had slowly become closer friends with. Ryan had talked some about her, mentioning that she did a good job composing, but always said that she didn't add in quite enough flair on most songs, though he also said that Sharpay was adamant in every production at the school that they had their rehearsal pianist write their own rendition of the pieces. Ryan had shrugged and said, "Sometimes I wish we had kept the songs the way Kelsi did them, but I guess it is worth it to keep Sharpay happy."

Kelsi on the other hand couldn't concentrate because she was working to calm back down from almost hyperventilating. She had thought back over the conversation with Harry during free period and the walk to class and was amazed at how…open she was, how easy it was to talk to Harry. Maybe he was right, she had been playing most of the time they were talking so maybe playing the piano did calm her down. She thought she would die of embarrassment when she had reached out and was about to drag him along behind her as if it was nothing. He had calmed her down some, but she had never acted that way around anyone else.

What stood out to her most though, was what he said before they went to their classrooms. He wanted to get to know her. Her! Some silly, short, composer whose pieces were never good enough for the shows and was just…plain. There wasn't anything special about her, and yet he wanted to get to know her. The thought that he was just trying to butter her up like some guys had done before crossed her mind, but she threw that out the window almost instantly. Of the little she knew of him, she knew for sure that Harry's character and moral compass wouldn't allow him to do that. He had shown that many times, even when most people probably wouldn't notice what he had done.

She had finally calmed down halfway through the lesson, but that didn't mean she was able to concentrate any better. There was something about him saying he wanted to know the girl who was playing the piano that stuck with her…it was so nice to be seen; to be heard, even when you may have been trying to cover your true self up. Harry had apparently seen through her shyness in that moment, and he wanted to get to know that side of her. She hadn't even said all that much. Her mind drifted back to the new line of melody they had created. She pushed her schoolbooks to the side and pulled out the score sheet again and began humming softly to herself as she waited for the period to end so that she could get to lunch. She hadn't eaten breakfast that morning so her tummy was growling…

Finally the bell rang, Kelsi had already packed all of her things into her bag and was out of the classroom quickly. As she walked through the halls, she hummed a little louder to herself, making her way to the cafeteria and ignoring the strange looks she was getting from a few people. She made her way through the line quickly, grabbing the food she wanted and then made her way to the normal table the group she sat with was usually stationed at. She starts eating to get her stomach to stop growling and is startled back to focus when a tray is set down next to her, "Just to let you know, I couldn't concentrate all of last hour because that melody was stuck in my head, thanks a lot." Harry said as he took a seat next to her.

She turned to look at him with a horrified look on her face and was about to start apologizing…until she saw the smile spread across her face. She fake pouted before hitting him on the arm, "That's not nice." She mumbled while Harry laughed softly.

"Here's the deal though, you have to finish the song. I heard that the only way to get a song to not be stuck in your head is go all the way through it. Apparently the song gets stuck in your head if you can't remember parts of the song. So yeah, you need to finish writing it." Harry said playfully, elbowing her arm lightly before starting in on the food on his plate.

"I think you should help me." She blurted out after a second and blushed before turning to look at her food, her fork moving a few pieces of food back and forth. "If you want to. It was nice…" she took a slow deep breath in, "Nice having someone to bounce things off of. I mean." She said, blushing deeper before deciding to just stop talking.

A couple seconds of silence pass and she looks up, expecting him to start making fun of her. He was working on chewing the food he had in his mouth though and held up his hand for her to wait a second.

"Sounds great." He said after swallowing, "You usually in that room during free period?" Harry asked. Kelsi stared at him for a few moments, he was being serious, Kelsi realized, answer him stupid! She yelled at herself, "Umm, y-yeah. Most days, I don't have much else to do between classes."

Harry nods, "Is that the only piece you're working on right now?" He asks and then looks up as other people start sitting down at the table with them.

"Umm, no, I-I've started a few others, but they aren't that g—" She said but Harry cut her off.

"Nope, none of that. I am sure they sound just as good as the one I heard today and that one was great." Harry said firmly before giving her a kind smile and dropping into a whisper, "Don't sell yourself short Kelsi, your height does that for you well enough on its own." He finished with a wink before leaning back and starting up a conversation with one of the other people at the table while Kelsi worked hard to keep the glare in place at him. He glanced over and winked again, effectively breaking the stare.

Lunch passed easily, as did the rest of the day, and when school let out, Harry planned to enjoy his weekend, though doing what exactly, he wasn't sure. He had gotten a few days ahead of schedule with Hogwarts classes so he didn't have much to worry about there and he thought that Mr. and Mrs. Evans were going to be going out of town. An entire weekend with Ryan and Sharpay didn't seem too…exciting, so maybe he could find something else to…Kelsi, maybe she was free to hang out sometime.

He glanced around himself, got his bearings and then rushed towards the area of the parking lot Kelsi usually parked in. It was one of the random facts he had picked up about her on their walks to class after lunch. She always parked in the very northeast corner of the parking lot so that she could watch the sun come up. She was very much an early bird, getting to the school early enough to get the spot she wanted every day since she didn't enjoy being home to much.

Harry set off at a brisk pace to try to catch her before she had a chance to pull out of the parking lot. Sure he could call her, but there was something that he liked better about talking face to face with someone rather than just hearing their voice. The few times he had caught a glimpse of that part of the parking lot, it looked like her car was still there. When he arrived, it was still there, but Kelsi wasn't in it. He waited around for a while, but didn't see her coming from the building, and most of the cars were gone now.

Harry was glad he had ridden the bike the Evans had bought him to school this morning so that Ryan and Sharpay weren't waiting for him, but he wasn't sure why Kelsi was taking so long. He decided to take a seat on the curb next to the car and let his mind go back to the song Kelsi had been working on that day. It was about twenty minutes after school let out that he finally saw her.

The wind had picked up some while he had been waiting and Harry could see Kelsi fighting to keep all of her papers together, he stood up and quickly made his way over to where she was but she apparently lost a handle on a large portion of the stack and at least fifteen papers took to the wind. Harry began to run over to where Kelsi was standing. She stood stock still for a few seconds before she set her books down on top of the remaining papers she had managed to hold on to and she started chasing down the flyaway papers.

Changing his direction, harry turned to chase another grouping of the papers. After missing more than a few times, Harry became frustrated and, after checking to be sure Kelsi's attention was elsewhere, he summoned the papers that he was close to, back to himself. A number of papers had caught the wind in a way that they were blown a few yards up into the air and he cast a small weight charm on them so that they slowly made their way back to the ground. After enjoying a few laughs at their attempts to stop the rest of the papers (in mostly muggle fashion for Harry) they were able to make their way back to the pile of books and papers Kelsi had left halfway to her car.

"Thanks for the help, again Harry. You have a knack for being around when you're needed today, it seems." She says with a smile as Harry hands the sheets of paper to her.

"Looks like we need to get you some binders for those." He said with a light joking tone to his voice.

"Probably, I just haven't had much of a chance to get any yet." She motions towards her car. "I'm guessing you were waiting for me?" She says inquisitively. "I would hate to have you making Ryan and Sharpay wait around just so you could help me gather up these papers." She says before looking over her shoulder for where the Evans limo usually sat, waiting for Ryan and Sharpay to get out of class.

"Nope, I rode my bike here, so they went on home. Listen," Harry rubs the back of his neck embarrassedly for a few moments before just pressing forward, "I don't have much to do this weekend, and I was wondering if you would like to go hang out. I haven't made many other friends around here aside from the Evans, but…as much as I love them, I don't think I would survive around the Twins on my own the entire weekend."

Kelsi's eyes widened and she began to stutter slightly, "S-sure. Umm, what…what would you want to do?" She asked.

Letting out a soft sigh of relief Harry looked around, and smirked a bit as he relaxed once more, "How about we go get you some binders, and then maybe, if you want, we could work a little more on those songs. I really enjoyed that today."

Kelsi smiled widely at him, a blush still visible on her cheeks, "I would be okay with that. Sunday afternoon work or you?" She asked cheerily.

Harry nods, "That works fine for me. So, uh. I guess I'll see you Sunday then." Harry finished awkwardly.

"Yeah" Kelsi replies with the same awkwardness.

"Cool, well, um, have a nice day." Harry waved, ready for the awkward moment to end and her walked back towards where he had parked his bike. Kelsi waved as she drove past, heading for the parking lot exit. He made it to his bike, undid the chain and then hopped on and started his ride home.