"I love you." "Was that a lie too?"
In which Analise Elrod, Harry Potter's best friend since even before they attended Hogwarts, discovers something leaving her to choose a side.
Harry Potter x Oc
Slow burn
Years 1-7 (it's fine to skip to year 3)
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Analise walked the halls feeling ever so drowsy and weak. For the last couple of days, she'd only been getting little hours of sleep before being forcefully awake by an unpleasant dream. Her thinking was noticeably slower and all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep without having any dreams. The sounds of students around her chatting with their friends were too loud and bothersome. The slightest things annoyed her more than they would usually.
"You look like a pretty zombie," Jovana said joining Analise's side and walking towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Why, thank you," Analise answered sarcastically.
"I got what you asked for," Jovana said handing Analise a vile of the sleeping drought. "Though I still think just talking to Dumbledore about it is a better idea."
"Thanks," Analise replied placing the vile inside the pocket of her robe, "And no. It's just a series of nightmares. I can handle it."
"Right... Nightmares that are just like the ones you had when you were connected to you-know-who through his diary. Not concerning at all."
"Maybe I'm just traumatized."
"Sure."
"Well, anyway, are you going to go to Hogsmeade?"
"No. I'm staying with Dion. Besides, my parents never signed the permission slip."
"No? Why?"
"Well... They're busy."
The two entered the classroom joining the large group of students. They carefully shoved through the students reaching the very front where Ron and Harry were. Ron, Harry, and Jovana gave each other a quick greeting and went to pretend they didn't see the other there. They didn't hate Jovana but didn't consider her a friend. Analise was fine with that. It was far better than them hating her.
"You alright?" Harry asked noticing how tired Analise looked.
"Yeah, just haven't slept well," Analise answered with a fake smile.
In the front of the class across from the students was a wardrobe that shook violently and rhythmically. Professor Lupin stared at an oddly familiar ginger girl staring at the wardrobe curiously. He watched as she and Harry giggled to themselves talking in a voice only they could hear. Lupin smiled feeling an unexpected nostalgic feeling and walked up to the wardrobe to begin the class.
