Uncharted {HP FF}

Chapter 5

"My Father said she looks a lot like..." I could hear faint voices

"Who's that? I've never heard of him"

"Don't know. He just said someone evil or something"

"So what?"

"Well, if she's related to him then that could be bad"

"Well I wouldn't think anything of it. She seems harmless"

"Ssshhh! She's waking up!"

My eyes fluttered open as I sat up. I saw Pavarti and Lavender sitting next to each other looking at me. I smiled to them in the brightness of a new day at Hogwarts. It was now Friday and I had become accustom to my classes.

"Good morning" I said

"Good morning" They said back at the same time

"What time is it?" I asked

"Breakfast is in fifteen minutes" Pavarti answered

"Ok. I should get ready then" I smiled, grabbed my clothes and left for the bathroom.

I didn't pay any attention to their conversation that I had happened to overhear. I would just be nice and civil. I'm going to trust the feeling I had last night and try not to make any enemies.

I got dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a pink tank top. I put on a black headband that had mini pink stones lined up through the middle that matched the tank top. It seemed like Narcissa packed three suit cases for each season that I would be here. I stepped out of the bathroom to see everyone in our dorm ready to go.

"You look great" Pavarti said

"Thanks" I smiled as I got my robe and put it on

"All right, let's go" Hermione said and we walked together down the stairs for breakfast. I saw Ron and Harry sitting and talking. Harry looked pretty annoyed by something. I dragged Hermione, and we sat next to them. Harry on one side of me and Hermione on the other.

"Is anyone as excited as I am?" I asked while bouncing in my seat and started in on my breakfast

"Not really" Harry muttered

"Awe! What's wrong?" I asked getting disappointed that someone didn't see the [literal] magic in today.

"People keep staring at me. It's not only creepy, but annoying. Everyone I pass is talking about me or my scar" He complained and I was confused

"What scar, and why are they talking about you?" I asked.

"Excuse her lack of back stories, she's been gone for the last ten years" Hermione said and patted my shoulder. "You see, when Harry was just one years old, you-know-who" I looked at her with a confused expression

"Voldemort" Harry said quietly and Hermione seemed taken aback but continued

"-tried to get his parent to join a group called the Death Eaters, but they refused. And everyone knows what happens when you refuse him, you die" I was hanging on her every word. "So he killed them and tried to kill Harry, but the spell backfired leaving a scar on Harry's forehead" I gasped and my head snapped towards Harry. He lifted up his bangs to reveal a lightning bolt shaped scar.

"And I thought my life was bad" I said sympathetically and hugged Harry from the side. I could feel him shaking with laughter under me but he patted my arm. "How do you go on knowing this?" I asked incredulously.

"Well, it's not much different from you. I read that article in the newspaper and it said that your mom was murdered by the same curse my parents were" Harry said as I pulled out of the hug