The Oldest Potter

15. It Doesn't Add Up.

.Harry.

The map sprawled out in front of me as I watched Charlotte's name walk away from our dorm.

     "Hey 'Mione." I glance up to see Hermione walking back towards us.

     " Hey," She pushed her hair out of her face. "What are you doing." She moved around the table to sit next to me.

     "Were watching the map."

Ron slaps my arm, pointing to a name on the map. "There she goes." He was right; Charlotte's name walked closely to Luna's nearly overlapping.

"Who?" Hermione questioned, she leaned in front of me; her messy hair blocking my view of the map. "Charlotte?"

    "Yeah," Ron answered her before I could. I put a hand on her hair in an attempt to move it but it was soft. I don't remember her hair being this soft. "Tell us what you learned."

She pulled back from my hand. Her brown eyes met my own she looked upset. "what's wrong Hermione." I reached for her hand but she raised her hands.

    "I feel like a horrible friend."

    "What! Why?"

She leaned forward, I turned to look at him. "Why do you think Ron?" she snapped, I watched her cross her arms over her chest and draw her knees up. "I feel like I'm pretending to be her friend so the two of you can collect information about her." I placed a hand on her knee.

    "Woah-hey calm down!" Ron insisted, he ruffled the top of his hair. "Chill, tell us what she told you." Ron, she's uncomfortable.

    "What do you want to know?" Hermione sighs, she twirled a piece of her hair in her finger

       " Is she a Death Eater?"

        "No, she's not. Victor isn't either." Hermione narrows her eyes. Ron shifts behind me as she mentions his name.

         "I told you, Ron." I feel him pinch my side after I called him out.

            "She saw you get knocked out." I was going to say something to Ron but 'Mione made the comment.

            "She said she didn't know you were you at the time."

Ron snorted, I moved so I could see both of them while they talked. "Like she didn't know he was Harry Potter." Ron stared past me. "So she didn't cast that thing in the sky?"

          "Ron we talked about this earlier this year, Charlie told me she thought I was going to die, She couldn't find her family so she dragged me into a tent." Ron rolled his eyes and the more I thought about where he was getting. "But that doesn't make sense why would she save a stranger instead of trying to find her family?" Was she that noble? I didn't think so because everything she does seems to be for her own interest. Befriending people that will help her succeed with the Tasks. "It also doesn't explain her family situation, the fact she said 'I love you' to Sirius doesn't strike you as weird?"

         "What if Sirius is her Uncle?" Ron exclaims, Hermione glances around the room checking to see who was here.

        "What?" Sirius hadn't ever told me he had a niece. He said I was the only family he had left.

          "Think about it."

Hermione clasps her hand together aiming them at her. "Ron, you're being ridiculous Professor Premone is her Aunt." Wait really but they're two different skin tones. is Charlotte mixed? I didn't think Professor Premone was her aunt. "She's American."