Harry's sister

chapter twelve

The next day Harry was still not himself and I didn't like it, I never wanted to look into that mirror again but I did want to talk some sense into Harry so again I followed him that night, though it was much easier this time since he knew where the room was. I hid when I heard dumbledore though I was pretty sure he knew I was there. I sighed quietly as I sat outside the open door listening to dumbledore talk to Harry.

Harry didn't seem to get what the mirror did, in truth neither did i so I listened intently as dumbledore said "it shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desires of our hearts. You, who have never known your family, see them standing around you. Ronald Weasley, who has always been overshadowed by his brothers, sees himself standing alone, the best of all of them. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible." I sighed and got up, leaving. Dumbledore could convince Harry not to go back to it, I was to tired, confused and weak to deal with this anymore.

I was happy to see Harry was mostly back to normal after that night though I didn't like that he'd started having nightmares, sadly their wasn't anything I could do to help. I'd gotten used to the almost constant nightmares over the years and didn't know any cures for them.

Though Harry's state didn't seem as good as it had been at the beginning of the year I had been a lot less depressed lately and my magic was getting stronger, I was also eating more and slowly gaining my weight back though it was a lot harder then it had originally been.

As the day for Harry's quidditch match drew closer i watched as Harry got more and more nervous, I knew Snape would be refereeing the match but I also knew it was mostly to protect Harry, I trusted Snape more then anyone. Though Snape had been especially rude to Harry lately I still insisted he wasn't going to try and hurt Harry.

When it came time for Harry's match I was happy to see dumbledore was going to be watching if only for the comfort it would give Harry. I smiled excited and worried as the teams came out. I heard Malfoy talking to Ron behind me, i was going to ignore them until he started trying to make bets on how long harry would stay on his broom. I got up abruptly and turned around grabbing Malfoy by his shirt as I glared up at him menacingly and said "if he's seriously hurt wood won't be the only one hexed beyond recognition." I let him go and turned around towards the quidditch pitch ignoring malfoy's snide comments now pointed towards Neville and Ron.

I screamed in excitement as Harry Dove towards Snape, I could see it, I could see the golden snitch. I cheered as he caught the snitch And began to run onto the field towards him until I saw professor Snape, white faced and angry. I chuckled as I looked from the large crowd to Snape and decided to talk to him instead of risk getting trampled. I walked over to him as he landed saying "don't be a sore loser professor."

He regained some of the color in his face and said "I don't know what your talking about Ms, Potter." I nodded and said "just like you don't know that Harry thinks you want to steal the sorcerer's Stone or what I saw in the mirror. I know your quite talented at both Legilimency and Occlumency professor but I can always tell when someone's lying. Speaking of Legilimency and Occlumency you really should teach me how to do them." Snape looked surprised I wasn't sure why, I had read almost every book I was allowed to in the library and knew more then most since I was almost always reading when I wasn't helping hagrid or doing my homework, I knew every rumor and every fact sometimes the two mixed.

He regained his composure as I followed him off the quidditch pitch and said "perhaps in your free time Ms Potter but they are very difficult abilities and not everyone can master them." I smiled and said "I know, I've read almost every book I'm allowed to in the library let's just assume I already know how to do them and need help perfecting the art." Snape gave me a look and said "oh really Ms Potter?"

At that moment an owl flew down towards me holding a note, I held out my arm so it could land and took the letter from it's beak before patting it on the head as it moved to my shoulder, I knew the note was from my secret admirer since we almost always used one specific owl. I turned my attention back towards Snape who was looking at the note curiously and said "really professor, all I ever do is read and I have photographic memory. Besides I have basic occlumency down I want to learn the more advanced way and for that I need your help. I also don't quite understand Legilimency so I'll need help with that as well." He sighed and nodded before saying "alright canis I will begin teaching you occlumency during your free period on Friday, don't be late." With that we parted ways.

Later that evening I got yelled at by Ron for not congratulating Harry and instead going to Snape. I just stayed silent and tuned him out until he finally stopped and I was allowed to go into the Hall to get away from the party in the common room.

As I was reading Harry walked by in a hurry and before I could congratulate him he was in the common room, I frowned. I wasn't sitting in a dark corner where nobody could see me like I usually did, on the contrary I was sitting on a window sill where I was very clearly visible so I knew he had seen me, perhaps he was mad at me as well for not celebrating his victory. I groaned, now would have been a good time to know legilimency.

I slid off the window sill and into a dark corner as harmione, Ron and Harry left the common room I quietly followed them, rolling my eyes as Ron complained about me and getting slightly angry when Harry didn't defend me. I would have defended him if it were the other way around, I may be malfoy's friend but I always tell him off or threaten him when he says something bad at or about Harry. I don't tolerate anyone but Snape being mean to Harry, didn't he realize that?

I pushed the negative thoughts out of my mind as the three entered a room and stood outside listening quietly "so we were right, it is the sorcerer's Stone, and snape's trying to force Quirrell to help him get it. He asked if he knew how to get past fluffy - and he said something about Quirrell's 'hocus-pocus' - I reckon there are other things guarding the stone apart from fluffy, loads of enchantments, probably, and Quirrell would have done some anti-dark arts spell that Snape needs to break through-" Harry was cut off by harmione's alarmed voice saying "so you mean the Stone's only safe as long as Quirrell stands up to Snape?"

I was starting to get a migraine from the amount of assumptions coming from the room and got up as Ron said "it'll be gone by next Tuesday." I groaned quietly and left, I needed sleep and to talk to Snape about this. I went up to my room, where I stayed alone, I'd asked the house elves to take all of the mirrors from the room because ever since I'd seen that girl in the mirror I couldn't look into a mirror without crying.

Just as I was about to go to sleep I remembered the note and quickly took it out going to my desk where October was still sleeping and the owl I used to send my notes to my secret admirer was impatiently waiting. I fed him a small biscuit before opening the note happily, I needed someone to talk to after the stress I'd had that day. The note read:

Dear canis,

How are you? How are classes? You seem stressed lately. You looked happy when Gryffindor won but I didn't see you congratulating Harry? Are you two fighting? Do you want to talk about it?

Sincerely Y.S.A

I chuckled, my secret admirer had been increasingly more worried about me, I thought it was sweet. Our notes warmed my heart and made me happy. I took a new piece of parchment out and wrote:

Dear S.A

I'm doing better, a bit stressed but better. My classes are going well, doing magic is getting easier again. I've only messed up one of my potions so far so that's good. Harry and I aren't fighting but I do think he is starting to resent me because of the people I'm friends with. How are you? How have your classes been? How was your Christmas?

Sincerely C.B.P

I sealed the note and handed it to the owl before it quickly flew out the window. I felt a bit happier after hearing from my secret admirer and was able to fall asleep a bit easier then usual though the usual nightmares still plagued my mind.