Harry's sister

chapter eight

It was almost time for Harry's first game of quidditch and I was extremely nervous for him. Hagrid had been trying to keep me busy by asking me to help him defrost the broomsticks which I happily did. but when the broomsticks were defrosted, my classes were over and my homework was done my mind would run amuck with all the horrible things that could happen to Harry during a quidditch match.

His first match was tomorrow and I was pacing threw the Halls when i noticed professor Snape talking to harmione, Ron and Harry, i walked towards them as professor Snape limped away after taking Harry's book. I was just close enough to hear Ron say "dunno, but I hope it's really hurting him," i smirked and said "funny Ron that's what I tell professor Snape after I hex you. You three leave the professor alone, he's a good man." I pointed my wand at the blue flame behind them extinguishing it as I added "and no magic in the corridors. If you're cold go to the library and study." Before walking away to do as I had advised them to do.

That night the common room was too crowded for me to enjoy reading and i didn't feel like going to bed yet so I sat outside the common room, hidden in a dark corner.

Though i had gained weight since being at Hogwarts and was now almost perfectly healthy i was still very small from being malnurished all of my life and could easily hide in dark corners where light never really touched. I looked up when i heard the door to the common room open and saw Harry.

I sighed and followed him, leaving my book in the dark corner. I used my smallness and the dark corridors to follow Harry without him knowing. Harry went to the teachers office, my guess was to get his book back from Snape. I watched as he knocked a few times before just opening the door, which made me mad because students aren't allowed in the teachers lounge without permission and he was just going to go in and take his book without asking.

I was slightly startled when i heard Snape yell "POTTER! GET OUT! OUT!" And Harry ran off. I sighed face palming and went up to the teachers lounge knocking on the door like i usually did and said "it's canis! let me in!" I listened as Snape opened the door and said "yes Mrs Potter?" I took that as an invitation to come in and walked into the teachers lounge saying "please tell me you and filch are secretly gay for each other and Harry walked in on you making out." I could already tell Snape had a disgusted look on his face without even turning around to see it.

I sighed rubbing my temples and said "filch go patrol the hallways like your supposed to be doing, I'll help professor Snape with his leg." Filch looked mad at being told what to do by a student but one look from Snape and I made him leave grumbling as he went.

for a second he couldn't help comparing the two glares he'd received and realizing they looked exactly the same he wrote it off as a mere coincidence.

Snape sighed and began to bandage his leg asking "how did you know about my leg canis?" I rolled my eyes, slapping his hands away from his leg and picking up my wand quickly using magic to bandage the horrible looking thing as I said "I know a lot more then you'd think, grow up in a home where your almost constantly beaten and you learn to notice everything. Harry no doubt thinks your the one after whatever that dog is guarding because of this and I won't be able to convince him otherwise my brother is as stubborn as I am but with half the brains." I put my wand away once I was done and dusted off my hands. sometimes I couldn't help noticing how stupid my brother could be, it really was hard to believe we were related.

Snape and I talked for a while before I started to get tired and decided to go back to the common room and go to sleep. As I was walking back to the common room I bumped into Draco, literally. I had been thinking about everything that professor Quirrell Could do at Harry's match and not watching where I was going when I bumped into Draco, falling down from the impact.

I Glared up at him, mostly because he was out of his common room past curfew, he offered me his hand smiling sheepishly and I took it getting up with his help as I said "what are you doing out of bed Draco, it's past curfew." He chuckled and said "I could ask you the same thing." I crossed my arms and said "I just finished talking with professor Snape what's your excuse?" He frowned and said "I was just going for a walk since I couldn't sleep." I knew he was telling the truth so I nodded and said "well then go back to bed before you get in trouble Draco. I'll see you sometime in potions, goodnight." I walked around him and went back to the Gryffindor commons, making sure to pick up my book before entering and went to bed.

The next morning I could tell Harry was very nervous and decided to stop being mad at him. I glared at Seamus as he did a horrible job trying to get Harry to eat before turning towards Harry with soft eyes and saying "Harry I know your nervous but not eating won't help, please eat, I'm already worried enough about you." He shook his head and said "I'm not hungry." I sighed and said "fine if your not eating neither am I." Before pushing my plate away Even though I was extremely hungry. I'd gone without food before and I could do it now.

Hermione frowned and said "Canis you have to eat, you may be healthier now but you can't skip meals, you told me how hungry you've been lately." I crossed my arms and said "if Harry doesn't eat I don't eat I can miss one meal." Harry sighed and said "blackmail isn't nice canis." But he still picked up a piece of toast and took a bite out of it. I smiled and began to eat as I said "true but it works."

When it came time to watch Harry play quidditch I was very nervous and my nails were nubs from my biting them. I thought it was sweet that Ron, Hermione, Neville, Seamus and Dean had made a banner for Harry and chuckled smiling. I watched intently as the teams walked out onto the field and madam hooch started talking about wanting a fair game. The game started and I couldn't help laughing whenever Jordan was apprehended for making inappropriate comments. Hagrid joined us but I couldn't help ignoring him as my eyes were glued to the game.

When Harry dived for the golden snitch I held my breath, standing up in anticipation as him and higgs were neck and neck. I yelled threats in anger as Marcus blocked Harry on purpose and Harry's broom spun off course. The Gryffindor's were granted a free shot at the goal post.

I was on edge with my eyes on Harry as a bludger flew past his head. My eyes filled with horror as his broom lurched luckily he held tight but it happened again, it was like it was trying to buck him off. I felt as if my heart had stopped when he was hanging onto his broom with only his hands. I didn't hear what harmione and Hagrid were saying as my eyes turned towards professor Quirrell, he was starting at Harry and muttering something and I knew Harry's broom was his fault. if I hadn't seen Snape doing a counter spell I would have attacked Quirrell myself. I needed to help but I didn't know how, I vaguely registered the fact that harmione had left.

I watched as harmione made her way threw the stands, she no doubt thought it was Snape who was jinxing Harry both because he was more obvious about his counter spell and because they just didn't like him. I smirked as she knocked Quirrell over and Harry was able to get back onto his broom but she also lit Snape on fire at the same time. I had no time to react as Harry did a nose dive towards the ground and halfway down looked like he was going to be sick. When he landed on the ground on all fours and coughed up something gold I was shocked, he had nearly swallowed the golden snitch.

After the game we were all in Hagrid hut drinking tea and harmione was insisting it was snape who had jinxed Harry's broom. I just sat quietly knowing they wouldn't believe me if I told them it was actually professor Quirrell. I was listening but stayed quiet as they argued with Hagrid, I recognized the name Nicholas flamel from a book I'd read before and sighed as we left. At least I knew what fluffy was guarding now and why Quirrell would want it.