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'Fine.' Paige said. 'I will tell you.'

She sat down on one of the beds that were standing in the room.

'When I was seven, Draco and I went to play outside that day.' Paige started, looking at her feet. 'We were having fun, playing. Then Draco and I saw a bike.'

'What's a bike?' Ron asked.

'It's something muggle rides on, it has two wheels.' Paige tried to explain.

'Go on.' Hermione said, giving Ron a dirty look.

'Draco dared me to ride it.' Paige said, smiling at the thought. 'And if there is one thing I can't refuse, it's a dare.' She shook her head and looked up at Harry. 'So I did, but then I fell. I had a huge cut on my leg and it hurt very much.' Paige laughed. 'I wasn't the one that began crying, Draco was; screaming it was all his fault. Because of his crying muggle mothers came out, to look what was going on. They were so nice, asking me if I was okay.' Her smile faded away. 'Draco was in such a panic that he ran to my house and told my parents what happened.'

Paige looked at her feet again. 'To be honest my dad actually was worried about me, he ran towards me; not bordered by all the muggles. He asked if I was okay.' She smiled a second before her face turned into sadness. 'Then I saw my mother walking towards me, she smiled but if you knew her like I did you could see the hate in her eyes. She talked sweetly to all the muggles and said she would take care of me but I heard the coldness in her voice. How mad she was that I got hurt and muggle were involved in this.'

Paige looked around the room but nobody spoke so she continued. 'My dad picked me up and brought me home. In the living room (where Draco was sitting and crying) my dad put me down, you could see in his eyes that he was scared. My mother shot all the doors and windows and she…' Paige tried to control her but started to shake. 'She grabbed her wand and she started cursing me.' Paige heard Hermione gaps for air as the boys stayed quiet but the looks on their faces were angry. 'She used the Crucio curse on me, I don't remember how many times but I cried and begged her to stop.' Paige laughed again but her eyes were bloodshot. 'But she didn't.' Tears swelling up in her eyes, and started rolling over her cheeks. 'Then-... Then she…' Paige couldn't, couldn't tell what happened next.. she didn't wanna think about what happened next.. She looked up for a second, Hermione was in tears as well. 'Then she pulled my shirt up and she started making this scar on my shoulder. She told me that this would be a reminder of what I have done. It felt like hours before she stopped. My dad picked me up again and brought me to my room and laid me down on my bed and left..' Paige wiped her tears quickly away and looked up again. 'That's the.. story'

'It's horrible.' Hermione said as tears rolled down her cheeks still. She pulled Paige in a tight hug. 'I can't believe someone would do that. Your own mother.'

'Yeah, well. I can't do anything about it.' Paige mumbled, staying to keep strong.

Harry just wanted to say something when the doorbell rang.

'Probably some members.' Hermione said, looking at Fred and George.

'Yes! George, come on.' Fred said and walked out of the room followed by Hermione, George and Ron.

Paige watched Harry coming closer, taking her hands in his. 'I had no idea how bad it was.' He said with a mixer of sadness and anger in his voice.

'I…' Paige couldn't hold it in anymore, tears came rolling down hard. Harry pulled her in a tight hug. 'I was so scared.' Paige sobbed in the chest of Harry.

'It's okay I'm here now.' Harry said as he felt all his anger disappear, the only thing he was thinking about was Paige, and making her feel safe.

'It was all my fault!' Paige sobbing into Harry's chest. 'I couldn't do anything.'

'Hey.' Harry said gently, holding her at her arms so she would look at him. 'It wasn't your fault!'

There fell a silence, as Harry smiled weakly but then it faded away. His eyes glanced at her shoulder for a second, 'Does it still hurt?' He asked, Paige looked at her shoulder and sighed.

'Yes.' She said, clearing her throat. 'Yes it does. It never really went away.'

'So just like my..'

'Yes your scar.' Paige said, raising her hand towards his forehead, brushing his hair out of his face a bit.

'Paige, Harry!' They heard Hermione yell. 'Dinner is ready!'

'Let's go.' Harry said, wiping the last tears from Paige's cheeks. He took her hand and together they walked down stairs.

When they got to the dining room people started to greet them, Paige let go of Harry's hand fast. They looked at each other, Paige shocked herself wondering why she did that. But she stopped thinking about it because a man put a hand on Paige and Harry's shoulder.

'Sirius.' Harry mumbled with a weak smile.

'Harry!' Sirius said with a huge smile on his face. 'Good to see you again.' He said hugging Harry with one arm, then he looked at Paige. 'Good, you're awake and well.' Sirius started hugging her as well.

'Come one, sit down you two.' Mrs. Weasley said when Sirius was done hugging them two.

Paige sat down next to Hermione and Harry when they heard a bang. 'Tonks!' Mrs. Weasley yelled.

'I'm sorry.' A woman with pink short hair said putting something back up. She wanted to say something more but got faded away when an awful female voice started yelling. Paige covered her ears from the noise and closed her eyes hard but the noise was still too hard. She felt the pain rushing back in her head as she started shaking her head. Paige felt an arm going around her, and a head going closer to hers.

'It's okay.' The voice mumbled with great worries. 'It will be okay. Open your eyes, Paige.' So she did and saw the beautiful green eyes. 'The noise is gone.' Harry said, taking her hands and putting them down.

'You're right.' Paige muttered, looking at him. A smile placed on Harry's face as he looked at the others who were looking with their mouths open.

'What?' Harry asked, getting red.

'How did you do that?' Mrs. Weasley asked, kneeling next to Paige putting her hand on Paige's forehead.

'Do what?' Harry asked.

'Who did you know what to do when she gets those headaches?' Tonks asked.

Paige looked at him as their eyes met again. 'I don't know.' Harry mumbled.

'Me either.' Paige said.

'Okay, well let's eat.' Mrs. Weasley spoke walking to the kitchen.

'We will help!' Fred and George said walking to the closet with all the service. They waved their wand when Sirius sat down next to Harry.

'How are you holding up?' Sirius asked Harry when Paige let out a small scream. Tableware was flying everywhere. One knife flew towards Sirius's hand as he pulled it away just in time.

'FRED AND GEORGE!' Mrs. Weasley yelled. 'You don't need to use magic all the time because you two are seventeen now!'

'Sorry.' They mumbled looking down.

'Sirius are you okay?' Fred asked, expecting an angry man but no, Sirius started laughing loud.

'That's okay.' He said through his laughter.

As they finally all sat down and started eating, Paige looked at her plate. She didn't feel hungry, she felt sick thinking about her past. Paige had her right hand on her knee when she felt Harry's grabbing a hold of it.

She looked at him; he smiled at her. As the sorrow that she felt faded a bit, she smiled back. Then at a strange moment it was like Paige knew what Harry was thinking. Should I ask, sounded in Paige's head.

Paige looked into Harry's eyes and nodded. He stared at her for a second and turned to Sirius.

'What was that screaming?' Harry asked as there fell a silence around the table.

'My dear old mum, yeah.' said Sirius. 'We've been trying to get her down for a month but we think she put a Permanent Sticking Charm on the back of the canvas.'

'But what's a portrait of your mother doing here?' Harry asked, still holding Paige's hand.

'Hasn't anyone told you? This was my parent's house.' Said Sirius. 'But I'm the last Black left, so it's mine now. I offered it to Dumbledore for headquarters; about the only useful thing I've been able to do.' Sirius answered. 'Had a good summer so far?' He asked, changing the subject.

'No, it's been lousy.' Said Harry, for the first time, something like a grin flitted across Sirius's face.

'Don't know what you're complaining about, myself.' He said.

'What?' Said Harry and Paige at once.

'Personally, I'd have welcomed a dementor attack. A deadly struggle for my soul would have broken the monotony nicely. You think you've had it bad, at least you've been able to get out and about, stretch your legs, get into a few fights... I've been stuck inside for a month.'

'Why?' Paige asked, feeling Harry squeezing her hand.

'Because Paige. They still think I'm a killer, so I can't go outside.' Sirius explained through his teeth, there fell a silence until Mrs. Weasley turned to Sirius.

'I've been meaning to tell you, there's something trapped in that writing desk in the drawing-room, it keeps rattling and shaking. Of course, it could just be a Boggart, but I thought we ought to ask Alastor to have a look at it before we let it out.'

'Whatever you like.' Said Sirius indifferently.

'The curtains in there are full of doxies too.' Mrs. Weasley continued. 'But we will clean it up tomorrow.'

They began eating again, people talking; laughing. Like it was all normal.

When everybody was done Mrs. Weasley stood up. 'Nearly time for bed, I think.' She said in a yawn.

'Not just yet, Molly.' Said Sirius, pushing away his empty plate and turning to look at Harry. 'You know, I'm surprised at you. I thought the first thing you'd do when you got here would be to start asking questions about Voldemort.'

The atmosphere in the room changed, Paige felt Harry squeezing in her hand again.

'I did. I asked Ron and Hermione but they didn't know anything!'

'That's right.' Mrs. Weasley said. 'You are way too young.'

'But Molly.' Sirius said. 'He may ask questions –'

'Hang on!' Interrupted George loudly.

'How come Harry gets his questions answered?' Said Fred angrily.

'We've been trying to get stuff out of you for a month and you haven't told us a single stinking thing!' Said George.

'You're too young, you're not in the Order.' said Fred, in a high-pitched voice that sounded uncannily like his mother's. 'Harry's not even of age!'

'It's not my fault you haven't been told what the Order's doing.' Said Sirius calmly. 'That's your parents' decision. Harry, on the other hand, is my godson.'

'But... Fine!' Mrs. Weasley almost screamed. 'He can know, but Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Paige are going to bed!'

'Were seventeen!' Fred and George yelled.

'FINE! But Ron-.'

'Harry is going to tell Hermione, Paige and me it anyway.' Ron said. 'Right Harry?'

Harry waited for a moment. 'Yeah.' he finally said.

'See!'

'FINE! Ginny go to bed.'

After Ginny finally went to bed, Sirius turned to Harry.

'Okay, Harry. what do you want to know?' He asked.

Harry took a deep breath and asked the question that had obsessed him for a month.

'Where's Voldemort? What's he doing? I've tried to watch the Muggle news and there hasn't been anything that looks like him yet, no funny deaths or anything-.'

'That's because there haven't been any suspicious deaths yet.' Said Sirius. 'Not as far as we know, anyway... And we know quite a lot.'

'How come he's stopped killing people?' Harry asked.

'Because he doesn't want to draw attention to himself at the moment.' Said Sirius. 'It would be dangerous for him. His comeback didn't come off quite the way he wanted it to, you see. He messed it up.'

'Or rather, you messed it up for him.' Said Lupin with a satisfied smile.

'How?' Harry asked, looking at Paige for a second.

'You weren't supposed to survive!' Said Sirius. 'Nobody apart from his Death Eaters was supposed to know he'd come back. But you survived to bear witness and the very last person he wanted alerted to his return the moment he got back was Dumbledore.'

'And you made sure Dumbledore knew at once.' Lupin said.

'How has that helped?' Paige asked.

'Are you kidding?' Said Bill incredulously. 'Dumbledore was the only one You-Know-Who was ever scared of!'

'Thanks to Harry, Dumbledore was able to recall the Order of the Phoenix about an hour after Voldemort returned.' Said Sirius. 'And we are working as hard as we can to make sure Voldemort can't carry out his plans.'

'How do you know what his plans are?' Harry asked quickly.

'Dumbledore's got a shrewd idea.' Said Lupin. 'And Dumbledore's shrewd ideas normally turn out to be accurate.'

'So what does Dumbledore reckon he's planning?'

'Well, first, he wants to build up his army again.' Said Sirius.

Paige looked at them as they talked, Harry kept asking and asking until Mrs. Weasley sent them upstairs.

Paige slowly walked to her bed when she entered her room. She put her pajamas on and stepped in her bed but didn't close your eyes.

As tired as she was, she couldn't fall asleep. Paige felt massive fear every time she closed her eyes.

Then the door of her room opened and Harry came in.

'Harry?' Paige asked as he sat down next to her.

'Hi.' He said, getting a bit red. 'I can't sleep.'

Paige felt all her fear fade away. 'You want to sleep next to me?' She asked as she shoved a bit to make room.

Harry's head was redder than ever but he nodded.

As he lay there on his back, Paige placed herself on his chest.

Harry put his arms around her.

'Goodnight.' Paige said, closing her eyes.

'Sweet dreams.' Harry mumbled.

And something else, I was planning to do the kiss, at the time when he kisses Cho in the books and stuff.

But should I do it sooner?

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