"Do you think he's cute?" Hermione asked.
"Eh he's something." I shrugged. I couldn't tell if they were disgusted or if they were about to faint.
We entered the shop and it was busy, I rolled my eyes at the love sick woman blabbing about how handsome Lockhart is. Even mom and Molly thought he was handsome. I nudged Harry, he looked just as disgusted as I did at the sight.
"How can they find him handsome?" He asked.
"Oh, his last book was as fascinating as ever!" One woman said.
"And him going on adventures and saving people just makes him even more handsome." I heard Malone say.
I didn't have the heart to tell Hermione that he was probably just stealing other's work and using it as his own. Both Harry and I froze when we saw Lockhart step out from behind a wall and smile brightly. Which made all the women and girls sigh dreamily.
"There he is, he looks ravishing." Molly whispered to my mom.
"Mom fancy's him." Ron said, nudging Harry. I wonder if Fred fancy's me? Wait, stop thinking about that Harley!
Molly heard Ron as a result he got a backhand to the head. He groaned and rubbed his head. Fred, George, and I were too busy laughing to notice a man push me to the side, nearly knocking me over. Fred caught me just in time. He helped me up and gave me a small smile. I diverted my attention to Lockhart to hide my blush. Which worked. I lost all tint in my checks when I saw Lockhart looking at Harry and I.
"It can't be..... Harry Potter?" He said surprised. I stood out of the way as people looked at Harry as he gave an awkward smile. The man that almost knocked me over, grabbed Harry by the arm and dragged him towards Lockhart.
"Nice big smile, Harry. Together, you and I will be on the front page of the Daily Prophet." Lockhart said. The camera's flash made Harry blink quickly.
"Ladies and gentlemen! What an extraordinary moment this is. When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Botts this morning to purchase my autobiography, Magical Me. Which, incidentally is celebrating its twenty-seventh week atop The Daily Prophet's bestseller list. He had no idea that he would, in fact, be leaving with my entire collection! Free of charge." He announced.
Harry furrowed and went to speak but before he could, he was handed a stack of books, making him nearly drop them from the weight. This has gone too far, so being the best sister I am, I decided it was time to step in.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lockhart but I would like my brother back." I said next to Harry, giving him a reassuring smile.
"T-that's impossible! You're supposed to be dead!" One woman stated.
"W-what? But I'm not, I'm right here." I said looking worried that I was not real at all.
"You must have survived..... You know who, like Harry here." Lockhart stated. As he gave me his whole collection of books before letting us go. As we stumbled towards the rest Harry dropped his stack of books in Ginny's colden while I dropped mine in Malone's.
"That's nice of you to give the books to Ginny and me!" Malone said.
"That's at least 40 gallons less now!" Ginny stated.
"It's the least we could do." Harry and I said in usion. Fred and George pulled me in for a hug.
"It's ok Harley!" George said.
"We know you're alive and that's all that matters!" Fred said, assuring me.
We walked away from the crowd so Molly and mom could get the other books when Malfoy came down the stairs.
"Bet you love that, didn't you Potter? Famous Harry Potter. Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page." Malfoy said. I was about to say something but Ginny stepped in.
"Leave him alone!" She said glaring at him.
"Look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend!" He then looked at me and smirked.
"Do you have yourself a boyfriend, if not I'm free." I rolled my eyes. Fred was about to step in when Lucius Malfoy came down the stairs and put his hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Silence Draco." He said in a calm tone. I looked at Malfoy to see his smirk had disappeared, that made me smirk.
"Ah, Mr. and Ms. Potter I don't think we've met." He held his hand out for us to shake but instead moved Harry's fringe so he could get a good look at his scar.
"Forgive me, Mr. Potter but your scar is a legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you-" I cut him off.
"He's a murderer!" My blood was boiling at this point.
"Yes, a pity about your parents. Curious that only you two should escape with a mere flesh wound. Curious, too, that you speak of him in the past. Surely, you don't think He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is gone forever?"
"His name is Voldemort." Harry said with confidence. My family and the Wasley's gasped.
"You must be very brave, Mr. Potter, to dare speak his name. Or foolish.""Fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself." Hermione said."You must be Miss Granger. Draco's told me all about you... and your parents. Muggles, aren't they?" He asked looking at Mom and Dad who were talking to Mr. Wesley. Hermione winced and nodded. Arthur turned to us and his eyes widened, he hurried over to us, avoiding eye contact with Lucius.
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The Potter Twins (Currently being rewritten)
FanfictionWhat happens when your Aunt wants your brother but not you. This is the story of Harley Grainger or is her last name Potter? Harry soon finds out that he has a sister! All wants in the world more than his parents back is his sister. Harley and Hermi...
