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Kaira Henderson:

For lunch, I sat with The Golden Trio, Fred, George, and Ginny at the Gryffindor table. Because of the first task, Harry had a plaster on his hand. I felt terrible.

"Are you absolutely sure that you don't need anything? I question Harry once again.

"Yes! I promise, Kaira! I will let you know. Not to worry." Like many other times before, he gives assurance. I can't help but feel that I'm to blame for everything. I don't say anything, just nod my head and smile a little. And on the top of it, Harry and Ron were friends again, so it was all good.

"A parcel for you, Mister Weasley." We heard and saw a boy from, I think, around year 1 or 2, coming this way.

"Thank you, Nigel." Ronald thanks and takes the parcel. We'd expect Nigel to leave, but he stayed there, staring at Harry and I. Ron was about to open the parcel when Hermione made a face that said 'why is he still here?'

"Not now, Nigel." Ron whispers to him in a warning tone and nudges him to go away, but he kept staring at Harry and I. I uncomfortably look down at my food as I play with it. Why is he staring at me? Did I do something? Is there something on my face? "Later." Ron whispers again and kept nudging him.

I looked at Harry, who also looked a bit uncomfortable.

"Go on." Ron tells him. Nigel makes a sad face before running away. Hermione then glares at him, and makes a face saying 'What the fuck was that about?'

"I-I told him I'd get him Harry and Kaira's autograph," Ronald sighs in defeat.

"Why mine?" I replied, taking a small bite of my chicken

"Well, isn't it bloody obvious?" Ron responds with a question, stopping his actions to stare at me. I shake my head side to side.

"You are Snape's daughter, you are! And that's a major deal! " Ron speaks as if that were the most obvious thing in the world.

I roll my eyes. Not once again. He doesn't feel like my 'father'. To be honest, I think this all is a lie. I'm sure it's fake.

"Kaira!" We all suddenly heard young voices exclaimed, and it caused me to look around.

It was Danny and Clara!

"Oh, my god!" I whisper to myself and stretch my arms out. The twins dove inside of them immediately. Not George and Fred. Clara and Danny did. They hadn't been around for a while!

As I releases him from the hug, Clara exclaims, "We haven't seen you in so long!"

I apologized. "Yes, yes! I know! I'm so sorry! I've been extremely busy." It's true! I have!

They said, "Okay, we forgive you," and I grinned as I rubbed Danny's shoulder.

I haven't seen them ever since I've come to Hogwarts and after I knew that they're only my half siblings...

I gesture to each of them and say, "Oh, and see, these are my friends." I say and point to each of them: "Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and...Harry Potter."

Being the responsible person she is, Clara greets everyone with a, "Nice to meet you all."

Danny reacts as if he didn't hear or believe anything I just said. "Woah, woah, woah. Rewind. What did you just say?"

I give my younger brother a puzzled look for a bit before beginning to repeat. "These people are my best friends? Hermi-"

Danny interrupts, "No- No! The last name."

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