Even on a Saturday Witch Weekly's offices were busy. Men and women bustling to get what they needed done so they could go home. Loralei walked through the building with her visitors badge and looking on every office door until she found Alina Webber's.

She knocked on the door before opening it slightly. "Miss Webber?" She asked.

"Miss Potter?" She replied. "Come on in."

Loralei walked it, and found the editor. She was younger than Loralei expected, in her mid to late twenties with brassy blonde hair and tan skin. She was a good foot taller than Loralei, and had a sweet smile. Her eyes were a shade where you couldn't tell if they were blue or green. Her office was clean with floor-to-ceiling windows along the outside wall, letting the gray London light in, though the office still somehow had a cheerful feeling. One side had two couches with a glass table, while the other was where her desk was.

"Please, call me Loralei." Loralei told her, she only liked being called "Miss Potter" from people she didn't respect.

"Only if you call me Alina." She held out her hand for Loralei to shake.

"Sounds good." Loralei smiled, shaking her hand. "Alina."

"Loralei, please sit." Alina told her, sitting in her office chair, as Loralei sat in the chair in front of her. "I'm rather surprised you agreed to this. When I came up with the idea I was told it wasn't going to happen."

"Well, I don't usually get a choice not to, let alone be able to choose my own clothes." Loralei told her. "I mostly get accosted by reporters from the Prophet. At least this magazine usually gets their facts straight."

"We pride ourselves on that." Alina smiled. "Now, would you like to do the pictures or interview first?"

"Pictures please." Loralei said.

So they did the pictures, it didn't take more than an hour, and when they were done, Alina had gotten them tea, and they sat on the couches in her office drinking tea.

"If you don't want to answer, just tell me." She said, crossing her left leg over her right, and positioning her pad of paper with her quill poised over it ready to start writing.

"Thank you." Loralei took a sip of her tea. "Whenever you're ready."

"Okay, well how do you feel about the new Minister since your father died?" She asked.

"I don't know yet, I think Walter Bell is doing the best he can for being thrust into the job, and only time can tell if he will do a good job."

Alina nodded, writing it down. "You're graduating next year, do you know what career you want to get into?"

"Well, I don't really know yet, but I'm making sure I get good grades so I can keep my options open. I'll probably do something that makes me feel like I'm making a difference. An Auror or Healer or something like that."

Alina wrote that down.

"Tell me something about the daily life of Loralei Potter. What does it consist of?" She asked.

Loralei thought for a second. "Wake up, go to breakfast, go to class. Quidditch practice every other day. I'm sorry, but my life is actually pretty boring. If you see a report of me in Paris or Milan during the school year, it's a lie."

"Everyone says their life is boring. What is one memory you would never want to forget?" She asked.

Loralei thought for a second, so many memories going through her mind. "That's a hard one. I'd have to say the first time my parents took James and I to Italy. It was early in the summer and there were flowers everywhere. I got free gelato because I was so blonde and young. I couldn't be more than ten or eleven."

After Alina wrote what Loralei said down, she paused, as if she was about to ask a difficult question. She sighed before looking up into Loralei's eyes. "How are you doing since your parents deaths? What is the hardest part?"

Loralei sighed. She really should answer this question just so everyone would stop asking it when they saw her.

"We're doing okay, I'm doing okay. I mean, our parents die, and that's how it should be. They made sure we'd be fine if they died, so really all that's left for us to do is miss them. The hardest part though is when people ask us how we're doing and they want us to lie and say we're doing great, that we're over it. We're not going to be over it, we're just coping and living through it. We're doing fine, and that's all you can expect from us. It hasn't even been six months since we lost our mother, and much less than that since we lost our father. I don't think it would be healthy for us to be fantastic for a while."

"You're saying 'we' and 'us' who else are you speaking about?" Alina asked softly.

"My brother and a few of our close friends." Loralei told her.

"Is Sirius Black one of them?"

"Yes, he's lived with us a lot since we met him." Loralei nodded.

"So you are both around each other often, is it weird with you both being exes?" She asked.

Loralei smiled. "Not when you're not exes anymore."

Alina tried to hide her smile, but Loralei noticed it.

"Yes, Sirius and I are back together. Go ahead and write that down. I'd rather you be the ones to break it to the world than anyone else. Also be sure to remind them that I am the adopted daughter to the Potter's so my blood status is unknown."

"Is that to piss off his family?"

"Oh, majorly." Loralei grinned. "But do me a favor and keep that off the record."

She nodded "So did you make James a troublemaker or did he make you one?"

"Oh, we both are troublemakers in completely different ways." Loralei laughed. "He's blatant with it. I only am when I need to be."

"Like now?"

"No, this is just for fun." Loralei told her. "Passive aggressive fun."

"Okay, I'll keep all of the things about Sirius Black's family off the record, but can I keep the troublemaker thing?"

"Of course." Loralei agreed. "James will love that I mentioned him."

Alina laughed as she nodded. "All right. Just tell me one last thing, why are you always the spokes person for the Potter children? I mean, I've seen pictures of your brother in the paper, but you're the one that gets the scandals, and the one that comments for you both when asked a question by reporters."

"Okay, are we excluding all the times I've sassed and cussed out the Daily Prophet reporters?"

"Yes."

Loralei laughed. "Thank you. It's mostly because I'm the best at memorizing lines. We decide what we want to say before and I put it in the best and easiest way to say it. I can get my point across better than James. He's too scatterbrained."

She nodded. "Is there anything you would like to say to the public?"

Loralei thought for a second. "Stay strong. Especially in these times strength is hard to find, but it's the most powerful thing to have."

Alina smiled. "Thank you Loralei Potter, for this wonderful interview."

Loralei shook her hand. "And thank you, Alina Webber for not being like the Prophet."

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