There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.2 The Hogwarts Express

As I walked into kings cross station, I couldn't believe that it was already time to go back to Hogwarts. My true home. We reached the wall in between platform nine and platform ten. I was just about to tell my brother that he could go first when I felt someone push me through the barrier. By the strength of the person, I could tell it was my father. And they call me rude. 

I walk away from the barrier as I know that my so-called family won't want to be seen with me. I head towards the luggage compartment and put my luggage in. I try to find Neville or at least an empty compartment but there are none, so I go to the compartment that I saw a middle-aged man in.I look at him closely wondering if he's really asleep. I see his initials R.J. Lupin on his trunk. My guess is that he's a professor. I sit down and pull out my drawing pad. I love to draw.

I was almost finished drawing Artemis (my owl), when Hermione, Harry, and Ron walk in. Harry looks at me and says "Do you mind if we sit? Everywhere else is full." I decide to mess with them and say "No! Get lost!" Harry and Ron look at me like I'm crazy and Hermione just sits down trying not to laugh at the boy's faces. Ron looks so confused. Poor boy. He's not that bright. 

Hermione bursts out laughing and says "She's messing boys, can't you take a joke." Ron just glares at Hermione while Harry gestures to the man. "Who's he." he says "Professor Lupin," Hermione says. "Bloody hell, do you know everything Mione!" Ron says looking bewildered. "It's on his suitcase idiot." I say "Oh," he says. 

I look over at Harry, to see him staring out the window. I know somethings up. "What's wrong Harry," I say looking at him. "Nothing," he says without even looking at me. Now I know somethings up. "You can trust me, Harry, I'm not like the rest of my family." he looks at me but says nothing. "It's about Sirius Black isn't it," I whisper to him. Ron looks at me and Harry, and says "What about Sirius Black." Harry still looks a bit hesitant. "Please," I say looking at him. 

He sighs and says "When we were in the leaky cauldron, Mr. Weasley said something to me. He said that Sirius Black was the person who told Voldemort where my parents and I were hiding. That he was a death-eater and one of Voldemort's most loyal followers. He said that Sirius Black escaped Azkaban to kill me and to finish what he started." 

I look at him like he mental. I know the Sirius Black is a convicted mass-murderer and that he supposedly gave the whereabouts of Lily and James Potter to Voldemort but my parents never said one single thing to me about Sirius Black being a death eater. I mean he was my only cousin ever to be placed in Gryffindor that I know of. I know what your thinking, Cousin! My mother was a black before she married, but i don't know how closely Sirius Black and I are related. My mother never spoke to me about her side of the family. I think that he's innocent, i mean he doesn't even have the dark mark.I know that if i say this they'll all think i'm crazy so instead i say "Have you ever heard the story of why he was sent to Azkaban, Harry." Harry shakes his head 

"Well I don't know all of it, but i do know that he got convicted for  killing Petter Pettigrew and twelve muggles." When i said that Hermione took a sharp intake of breath. I continue "I know that he was convicted for being a death eater, but never once have my parents ever said anything about him actually being a death eater and my parents should know my father was one." I say looking down at the end Ipause and lift my head and go on "I mean I heard my brother to me that they didn't even find the dark mark on him." When I finish I look at Harry. I can see him processing all the information I just gave him. He's just about to say something when the train stops. 

"We can possibly be there yet." Hermione says. The lights go off. "We're not." I say as I take out my wand. It get's really cold.Ron puts his hand to the window. "There's something out there."He says. You can hear the fear dripping from his voice. The compartment door slowly slides open. The creature that I recognize as a dementor looks directly at Harry. The dementor starts...well sucking on Harry's soul. I stand up. I know the partronus charm as my father taught it to me when I was younger. And he thought that I would be a Slytherin. We have wards around our house so that the ministry can't tell if under-age magic is being used. 

Harry passes out as I say,"Expecto Patronum." A Phoenix bursts out of my wand. The dementor leaves. Or at least I think it leaves because all of a sudden I start to feel dizzy. I should be. That was my first corporeal patronus. I collapse, but just as i'm about to hit the ground a strong, unknown pair of arms surround me.

I open my eyes and see Ron and the man the was asleep earlier, Proffessor Lupin looking at me with a worried expression on their faces. I look to the other side of the compartment and see Harry laying down with Hermione hovering over him. But all of their eyes are converted to me as I slowly sit up. Proffesor Lupin hands me a square of chocolate and says "Eat it, it will make you feel better." I take the chocolate of him and start nibbling on the edge. 

After a while, I finally speak up. "Did I really produce a corporeal patronus." Professor Lupin looks at me and smiles. "Yes, you did." I smile. Awesome. He continues to talk. "What's your name?" "Opal Peverell, but call me Charlotte I hate my name." I replied."Do you mind me asking, where did you learn how to produce a patronus." he asks with a questioning look. 

"My father taught me back when he thought that I would be a Slytherin, I've been able to produce a patronus since i was ten. But that was my first corporeal patronus." I say. He smiles once more."You are a very powerful young witch. Most witches or wizards in the ministry can't even produce a non-corporeal patronus." He stands up and says "I must have a word with the train driver. Eat your chocolate." Then he leaves and closes the door. 

Harry turns to us and says, "Who screamed?" We all just look at him like he's crazy. "No one screamed Harry." Hermione says. 

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