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I'm on the train again.

We sat in the same compartment we always did, just with a few additions. Elmia and Daphne. Everything was almost the same, but a bit louder and more full of energy. No one was asleep this time.

We shared laughs and jokes, it was fun. But towards the end of the trainride, I couldn't help but be anxious about what's coming for me. First, my parents will definitely yell at me for not telling Harry the truth. Second, now I have two whole months of cousin bonding time with him.

But luckily, Elmia will be staying with us the whole summer as well, so at least there's someone other than my family involved.

"Oh yeah, Y/n, since I'm staying at your place over the summer, you mentioned a cousin that's staying over, right? So will I be in their room or yours?" Elmia asked.

Oh shit. She doesn't know.

"About that..." My voice trailed off as I thought about what I wanted to say, "...Actually, I need to tell you guys something." I saw Draco's eyes widening as he realized what I'm planning to say.

"What is it?" Blaise asked curiously.

"So you guys know how I said that I'm not related to Harry Potter?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Daphne asked.

I gulped before continuing, "That was a lie. He's a distant cousin of mine... Sorry for lying to you guys."

"On the bright side, at least you're not like siblings with him and lied to us about that," Draco said quickly after I finished talking.

"You knew?" Theo said as soon as he processed what Draco said.

"For quite a while."

There was more silence in the compartment. None of them were angry, but just unsure of what to say.

"Come on, I took it way better than you guys did," Draco said while rolling his eyes as an attempt to lighten up the mood.

"Well, I'm not mad or anything. I'm just thinking about how I was told I'm probably going to be sharing a room with Harry Potter." Elmia said and started to laugh. Everyone started to laugh too.

Great, so I got worried over absolutely nothing. I'm so fucking pathetic.

As if reading my mind, Draco patted me on the back and whispered in my ear, "Don't think that, only I can call you pathetic." I rolled my eyes and focused on the main conversation again.

"Wait so, Y/n, if you've been hiding the fact that you're related to Potter, then how is he staying over at your house over the summer?" Theo questioned.

"My parents probably owled him asking him to stay or something, so now I'll have to get ready to be yelled at for not telling Harry," I groaned at the thought.

"Don't worry, I'll be there with you anyway. Your parents aren't the kind to embarass their kid in front of their friend, right?" Elmia said cheerfully.

"I wish."

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"Y/n Aurelia Potter!" My father almost immediately shouted the second he caught a glimpse of me getting off the train.

"Oh shit," I mumbled under my breath and tried to hide myself but it was no use.

"Get over here this instant!" This time it was my mother. I lowered my head and walked over to where my parents stood. I didn't even need to look at them to know how angry they were.

"Hi Mister and Mrs. Potter!" Elmia almost spoke immediately, seeing how embarrassed I was.

"Oh, you must be Elmia, delighted to finally meet you," my mother said in a completely different tone of voice. Before either of my parents opened their mouths, Harry joined us.

"Fine, we'll lecture you once we get home," Father scoffed.

"I'm sor-" I was cut off by the sudden apparating. We were apparated right in front of our house. I started coughing as I was cut off mid sentence. Elmia patted my pack as an attempt to help with the coughing.

"Gosh, how are you unfazed by this?" I commented on how Elmia looked completely fine.

"Let's just say that my family apparates a lot."

"Oh hi, I don't believe we've met before," Harry walked up to Elmia with a smile, "I'm Harry Potter."

"I think the whole world knows who you are. I'm Elmia Yaxley," Elmia replied, slightly mocking the messy-haired boy that stood in front of her. Harry smiled embarrassedly and ruffled the hair on the back of his head.

"Right, sorry." I saw him slightly blush.

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