We woke early, despite having stayed up quite late telling each other horror stories. We said goodbye to John at the portrait of the fat lady, and return to the Ravenclaw Tower.
After getting changed, I went down to breakfast. Sherlock joined me, but didn't eat anything.
Mycroft came down a little while later, and I was wondering if I could flick a spoonful of jam onto his uniform, when he sat down opposite us.
"Go away, Mycroft." I groaned.
"Sherlock." Mycroft started. "My apologies. My behaviour yesterday was... unacceptable."
"Not forgiven." Sherlock said, turning away from his brother.
"Sherlock.." Mycroft said, placing a hand on Sherlock's shoulder.
"Get off!" Sherlock shook Mycroft off.
"I see that you need the truth." Mycroft said to both of us.
"Henrietta, when you told me not to 'snog Gregory's face off' it shocked me that Sherlock had taught you to deduce so well. That is why I wanted to get back at Sherlock. I'm... I'm sorry." he finally managed to say.
"You mean... When you said that I deduced you well... You wanted to kiss Greg?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
Mycroft nodded slowly, once.
"Well?" Sherlock demanded. "Answer her!"
"He did, Sherlock. He nodded." I said simply.
"Well, Mycroft. I hope you'll be very happy now you've found yourself a goldfish. Perhaps you will now stay away from me?" Sherlock said.
"I make no promises, brother dear." Mycroft said, glancing over at Greg. He got up, and sat next to his friend on the Gryffindor table, leaving us to sigh with relief.
"What lessons today?" Sherlock asked.
"Charms, Defence, Herbology, study, and History of magic. Ughh."
Sherlock muttered something under his breath, but then said "It's ok, I guess."
"Hmmm." I said, grabbing some more toast.
"Come on!" Sherlock said, jumping up.
"Where?" I asked.
"I have something to do before charms." Sherlock said, walking briskly out of the Great Hall.
I ran after him. I thought that we were going to navigate the corridors and passages of the school, but instead Sherlock walked outside.
He was running slightly, and I didn't think that he was running where he meant to be going. He was running towards the whomping willow.
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Turn Back Time (Potterlock)
Fanfiction"...I wish we could turn back time, to the good old days..." When Sherlock Holmes and his cousin Henry (Short for Henrietta) meet John Watson on the Hogwarts Express, they don't know the sheer amount of hidden secrets that will come to light. But no...
