Chapter Six

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Song for the chapter: We Are Young-- fun


That night after therapy or counseling or whatever it was, Bianca decided to go to the library and try to find out more about the girl in the flashback. She felt like first and second-year Bianca as she poured over the pages. The only difference is this time she wasn't learning any new information.

"Damn it," she mutters after reading over Bellatrix's pregnancy. The book mentioned that she gave birth two years before the first wizarding world and that Rudolphus Lestrange was the father but nothing else. Bianca flicks her wand angrily to return the book to the shelf.

She hears a thud and a groan as the book makes contact with someone. She whips her head around to find Harry Potter clutching the book she had just got done with. His face was twisted into a grimace.

"Oh my god Harry, I'm so sorry," she apologizes standing up to grab the book from him as if that would make everything better.

"Trust me it's okay Bianca," he chuckles. "Er, are you busy right now?"

She sends the book back to its spot on the shelf and shakes her head. "No, I was just... uh researching." Not completely a lie, Harry doesn't really need to know what she's researching though. "Why what's up?"

They both sit down at the table and Harry looks nervous. "Well, I er sort of wrote to Sirius about what happened to you in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Sorry to expose your um problems like that."

Harry speaks tentatively as if trying not to anger the girl. Bianca doesn't talk much with Harry, but she would consider them friends. Last year, when everything went down with Sirius Black, Harry told Hermione to get Biacan, so she could finally meet her uncle. That night, Bianca found out Sirius wasn't a psychotic murderer, one of his old friends betrayed him and framed him. Sirius and Bianca wrote to each other a few times since they related to being the "black sheep" of the family. Once the Malfoys found out they started intercepting Bianca's owls. It had slipped Bianca's mind to start writing to him again since school had started back up.

Bianca brings herself back to the present and encourages Harry to continue with his story.

"Anyway, he said he had been writing to you but you stopped suddenly, he assumed it had to do with the Malfoys. He said he'd like to talk to you though, he wanted to know if it was okay for him to send owls? Er, he also said that he'd be trying to meet with me soon, and he was hoping you could be there."

"Oh my gosh I feel so bad," Bianca sighs running a hand through her straightened hair. "The Malfoys started intercepting my owls when they knew I was writing to Sirius and I've just had so much going on since I've been back. I will write to him though. I'd love to meet with him as well, but it's dangerous for him to be out."

"I know," Harry sighs, and Bianca can almost feel the stress radiating off of him. "You know how he is though when he sets his mind to something he's going to do it."

"Yeah, it reminds me of myself," she admits with a laugh. "Thank you for telling me Harry I really appreciate it."

"Don't mention it," Harry responds but doesn't make any move to leave the table. "So what are you up to then Bianca?"

Bianca sighs, "I'm just trying to find out more about my childhood. The flashback I had just brought a bunch of questions."

"Trust me I know the feeling," Harry says. "Do you mind if I sit in here with you? I need to study but Ron and Hermione just keep worrying about me."

"No of course not!" Bianca says moving her bag to make room for Harry at the table.

They spend a few hours working in silence. Besides Juniper, Harry is one of the only other people Bianca knows with a past as confusing as hers. He of course beats her by a long shot, but it's comforting nonetheless. Despite researching for hours, Bianca still hadn't found anything. She's midway through a book about the first wizarding war and how many families would send their children to live with muggle families. This gives her an idea.

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