The Forgotten Potter; DM

XXXII. Prongslette & Snuffles

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"What you doing up there?"

Ivy glanced away from her diary and down at her brother who had his face scrunched in confusion, his body language suggesting he was angry about something else.

"Sitting on a tree," She simply replied.

"Come down, I need to talk to you," Harry quickly began.

She sighed and jumped down, putting her diary aside. "What?"

He pulled her a bit away from the tree, so no passing person could hear them.

"It's about Sirius Black."

Ivy internally panicked. Had Harry found out about her secret meetings with the man believed to have betrayed their parents and is claimed to be after him?

"What about him?"

"I was at Hogsmeade and I-"

"What were you doing there?" She cut him off, brows furrowed. 

He shook his head, "I snuck out. Dad's invisibility cloak. Listen, it's important. I overheard Fudge and McGonagall talk about Sirius. They said he... he was their friend, Ivy. Mum and Dad's. He was their friend and he betrayed them to Lord Voldemort. But the worst part... he's our Godfather. Ivy, I swear, when he comes for me, I'm gonna kill him. I'm going to be ready for him."

Harry breathed heavily as he spoke, clearly seething. Ivy didn't know what to say, she obviously couldn't tell him the truth when he was in this state.

"Oh," Was all Ivy managed to say.

He furrowed his brows, "Oh? That's all? Ivy, why do you never care? Aunt Marge saying things about Mum and Dad is one thing but Sirius Black is the reason they're dead and you don't even care! This is our parents were talking about."

"That's not fair," She spoke over him. "That's not fair. Of course, I care, Harry. How dare you think that I don't?"

"Really? 'Cause you have a funny way of showing it," He raised his voice.

"Well, I'm sorry. Did you want me to create a scene like you're doing right now? Did you want me to say, 'Yeah, Harry, let's go kill him together'? What do you want from me?" Her anger began to grow, voice raising as his did and they both ignored the attention they received. 

"I want you to care! Why do you always do this? Act like they're not your parents, make it seem like it's only me who lost them." He exclaimed.

Ron and Hermione hurried closer to Harry as the ginger held his shoulder and said, "Mate, you might wanna calm down."

"Harry, people are listening," Hermione desperately told him, looking around.

Ivy's face fell as the twins ignored the two. She didn't allow her voice to be as loud as his as she snapped back, "I act like that? You are the one who sidelines me every time we come to Hogwarts. Who acts like your life isn't a part of mine. As if we aren't even related. Ever since I was put in Slytherin, you have constantly found ways to push me away and then make it seem like I'm in the wrong. Like you expect me to be evil."