Hyacinth sat at the table, having lunch. Harry, who was able to reach his food, was beside her. Remus and Sirius were on the other side.

There was a tap on the window. Hyacinth looked up, a bit startled, and saw that it was just an owl.

Remus went and got it. He came back, sat back down, opened and read the letter. "Hyacinth, you're going to the doctor tomorrow," he said.

Hyacinth was confused. "But there's nothing wrong with me, except my mind."

"It's a doctor of the mind?"

"What is that, and who is that from?" Sirius asked.

"Dumbledore," Remus said. He showed Sirius the letter, while Hyacinth determined that all the adults officially thought she was crazy.

"I don't know about this. It's a muggle thing," Sirius said.

"So?" Remus asked.

Hyacinth was surprised that Dr. Lacy, a muggle psychologist whose daughter was a muggle-born witch, had toys. She told Hyacinth to play with some of them. There were two horses, one adult and one foal, so Hyacinth grabbed them. She made them a mare and her colt.

The colt pranced, in circles, around his mother. Afterwards, they ran around together, for a bit. The mare then started teaching her colt how to rear.

A human doll came by, and pointed at the mare. "You have to go to the riding school, and work."

"But," the mare protested, "I don't want to leave my son."

"I'll take care of him. Now if you don't hurry up and go, I'll put a muzzle on him so he can't eat for the rest of the day."

The mare rushed off, while her colt whinnied after her.

"Hyacinth, did Petunia ever threaten to deny Harry food if you didn't go to school?" Dr. Lacy suddenly asked.

Hyacinth froze. She had forgotten that Dr. Lacy was there. She hesitated, and then nodded, keeping her eyes downcast. She knew that she should look at Dr. Lacy, but she did not always bother with stuff like that anymore.

"How would Harry react, when you left for school?"

She paused. "He'd scream, and cry, and reach for me, while Petunia held him back," she explained, as tears started to come. "I'd leave him like that, and I was relieved when Petunia said that, once I was gone, she would ignore him. It was way better than him getting punished for it." Hyacinth started whipping her tears away, and was soon handed a tissue.

"How did Harry react when you got home?"

Hyacinth perked up a bit. "He'd rush up to me, and hug me, and then he wouldn't want to let me go."

"He must have been lucky to have you."

Hyacinth shook her head, and sadly looked down. "Sometimes I would freak out, when I was supposed to be paying attention to Harry."

"What happened when you freaked out?"

"I'd start rocking back and forth, and trembling, and then I wouldn't be able to process anything for a while. Once it was over, Harry would be sitting there, sadly watching me. He'd crawl on my lap, and try to comfort me."

"Did that make you feel any better?"

"I don't know. He's one of the few people whose touch I like, but he's a baby. It was not his job to comfort a crazy person."

"You're right. It wasn't. It also wasn't your job to take care of Harry. You were a child." She paused. "Whoes job was it, to take care of you and Harry."

Hyacinth paused. "Petunia." She paused again. "It wasn't all Petunia's fault though. I used to hide my magic from her, and then she found out and felt betrayed. Realizing that she was the only muggle Evans sister probably made her feel like something was wrong with her. That probably hurts as much as the fact that there was always something wrong with me, in comparison to everybody else. I can see why it made her go crazy."

"You clearly never stopped caring about others, but Petunia clearly did. Yet, you called yourself crazy, and you called Petunia crazy."

"I am crazy. I used to be a little crazy, but now I'm very crazy, and Petunia never stopped caring about her husband and son."

"How were things in the Dursley household, before Petunia found out that you were a witch?"

"Fine. Petunia loved me, and Vernon tolerated me."

"Vernon tolerated you? Does that mean he never liked you?"

"Right. He never seemed to like me. Petunia said it was normal for people to dislike their in-laws. James didn't seem to like me either."

"James didn't dislike you," Remus said. He had been watching, but had been asked not to intervene.

"He didn't?" Hyacinth said.

"He mentioned that you were a weirdo, but I don't think he disliked you," Remus said.

"Did you meet James after Petunia said it was normal to dislike your in-laws?" Dr. Lacy asked.

Hyacinth nodded.

"Did you dislike James?"

"I don't know, but I'm not sure why he thought I was a weirdo. I was very careful not to rock back and forth, while I was with him, although I did do it a little, and I even made some eye contact with him."

"Does eye contact make you uncomfortable?" Dr. Lacy asked.

She nodded. She hadn't made eye contact with Dr. Lacy, or with Remus or Sirius.

For a while she hadn't bothered pretending to be normal because she was too exhausted, but she was not exhausted anymore. Maybe she was out of the habit, or maybe it was because she was not around Petunia or her parents anymore. Petunia had taught her to make eye contact, and their parents encouraged this. Petunia also encouraged her not to rock back and forth, in public, although her parents said they did not care if Hyacinth did. The point of pretending to be normal was to be more well-liked. Petunia could never figure out how Hyacinth could stop herself from uncontrollably screaming, but she helped her learn what she could.

Hyacinth was not sure how well-liked she was, but she was sure that Petunia had meant well. She was also sure that Petunia had not always meant well.