Honor and Harry

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Estella sighed as she climbed the stairs to the Owlery, letter in hand. To her surprise, it was already occupied. "Oh hello Harry!"

Harry looked up in surprise, a bit startled. "Oh erm hey Penny." The boy looked down at the letter in his hand, seeming distracted.

Estella stepped forward carefully, avoiding the owl droppings. "Who's it too?"

"Sirius," Harry responded with a sigh. "I told him about my dream this summer and my scar and he got worried and said he was coming to London." The boy ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "He can't risk getting caught."

Estella rolled her eyes. "I agree, Sirius should know not to be that reckless." She held out a hand to a certain owl at the back. "But Harry, it's his choice. It's not your fault."

"Still," Harry watched as the owl hopped on her hand. "I told him not to come."

Estella smiled slightly. "Sounds like it should work, he should listen to reason this once."

Harry grinned, though his eyes still looked worried. "Yeah, I suppose so." He looked at the letter. "Who are you sending that to? If you don't mind me asking, sorry," his face grew pink.

Estella laughed nervously. "No I don't mind, ask away. I'm just sending a letter to my parents." She quickly fastened the note to the owl her parents used and sent it off.

She and Harry watched it fly into the distance, dark against the clouds.

"Are you excited about the Tournament?" Estella broke the silence, fiddling with a lock of red hair.

"Oh er I guess so," Harry shook his head. "Fred and George are very upset about the age restriction."

Estella snorted. "I'm sure they would be. Honestly," she looked around mischievously, "I'm rather glad for it, the tournaments can be rather dangerous. Don't tell them I said that though, they'll hex me."

Harry grinned. "I'll be sure not to mention it."

As they turned to go down the stairs, Estella paused. "Harry?" The boy looked up and she continued. "Er this is a bit odd but what did the sorting hat say to you when you were sorted?"

"Oh," Harry looked surprised as he looked at her. "Well it wanted to sort me in Slytherin, said it would help me on my way to greatness."

Estella stopped and looked at the Gryffindor carefully, absorbed in his emerald gaze. "Why did you say no?"

Harry frowned. "Because I didn't want to be great, I just wanted to be good."

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