Daisy Potter and the Awesomest Godfather Ever (Book 3, Harry Potter ff)

Chapter 4 - Dementors

I woke the next morning with Harry looking worriedly at me.

"What are you giving me that look for?" I asked.

"You were - you looked like you were having a nightmare."

I turned away from him, checking that everything was in my suitcase.

I was. About the guy who assaulted me. I dreamed that he assaulted me again, but this time he morphed into Sirius Black and he tried to kill Harry and I (who had appeared from nowhere).

"Daze." Harry set his hand on my shoulder, turning me around to him. He looked me in the eye. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine -" I began. But I changed my mind, looking into his green eyes - my mother's eyes - my eyes - that were concerned, had brotherly worry, and I realised that he only ever wanted the best for me.

"No." I said quietly.

Harry sighed and hugged me like any big brother would. I felt safe here. The two of us could protect each other out there.

"It's all going to be alright. In the end, it's all going to be okay. If it's not okay, then it's not the end." Harry whispered.

Ron suddenly banged his way into the room like he owned the place, pulling a sweatshirt over his head and looking irritable.

"Oh, sorry, having a touching brother and sister moment, are we..." He backed away.

"No, no, it's fine." Harry said.

"Indeed."

"Naturally!"

"The sooner we get on the train, the better." Ron said, who seemed to have accepted the 'Potter twins' inside jokes'. "At least I can get away from Percy at Hogwarts. Now he's accusing me of dripping tea on his photo of Penelope Clearwater. You know," Ron grimaced, "his GIRLFRIEND. She's hidden her face under the frame because her nose has gone all blotchy..."

Fred and George looked in to congratulate Ron on infuriating Percy again.

We headed down to breakfast, where Mr Weasley was reading the front page of the Daily Prophet with a furrowed brow and Mrs Weasley was telling Hermione and Ginny about a Love Potion she'd made as a young girl. All three of them were rather giggly.

I handed Lee and all the Weasley's mobile phones and instructed them how to use them. Mr Weasley was fascinated. We all became friends on Facebook.

When we got to King's Cross, Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters, Percy saw Penelope.

"Ah, there's Penelope!" He said, smoothing his hair and going pink. Ginny caught my eye and we both turned away to hide our laughter.

When we got on the Hogwarts Express (after Mr Weasley took Harry and I to the side to tell us about Black, only for us to tell him we already knew, and for him to tell us not to go looking for him) Harry and I told the Insurgents, Ron, and Hermione that we needed to talk to them in private.

"Go away, Ginny." Ron said.

"Oh, that's nice." Ginny said huffily, and she stalked off.

We came across Draco and I snatched him to come along with us.

We got a compartment with some sleeping new teacher called 'Professor R J Lupin'. Harry and I told everyone what we had overheard Mr and Mrs Weasley talking about.

They were all horrified, to say the least. Terry hugged me closer to him, Draco looking pointedly in the other direction, the twins looking amused at Terry's protectiveness.