Forever his ~ Harry Potter's daughter

22. News

"Oh, you're here." The annoyed voice of Hermione came as she closed the door.

"Yeah. And wishing you weren't." I whispered.

After a long sigh, I sat upright on the bed. "Look, Hermione, I'm sorry I freaked on you earlier."

She was standing by her trunk going through it, looking for something, but stopped to turn to look at me when I spoke: "Go on."

"I had no right. I mean Harry wants us to be friends and I want Harry happy. I know you're just looking after him and he's had a lot of bad luck over the last few years... It's just I want to be a good turn of events for him and things haven't exactly gone to plan and you're making it a lot harder to settle down here and start life as a normal student." I mumbled, looking down at my hands.

"So you do have some sort of plan."

"Yeah. It really didn't pan out though. I have to be honest with you now; I didn't really fit in at Beauxbatons. I was really different from all the girls there and I wanted to ensure that didn't happen here so... I found out as much as possible about the school and the people here. Mostly Harry's friends though. I was supposed to try be at least on good terms with Harry's friends to make it easier for him but... That obliviously didn't happen.

"Are you really cousins?" She asked, walking over to me and sitting on the bed next to mine.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"And this... Secret of yours? Are you going to share it with us?" She asked. "And don't try to deny it, you admitted to having a secret when we were having that scream-off."

"I will. Just not right now. After last year I don't want to burden Harry and... I guess I'm not ready to talk about it yet. It's kind of a touchy subject for me." I mumbled. "I just... I just need you to know that I don't mean any harm for Harry."

"Okay." She nodded. "And I forgive you by the way. I shouldn't have been so pushy about you."

"It's okay. I just want to stop fighting." I told her and walked to the door. "See you later Hermione."

"Bye."

And suddenly it was time for dinner. When I made my way to the main hall I once again sat down with the twins and looked around for Prince. He seemed to be missing a meal again and I actually felt worried.

"Selenia. Have you managed to-" Fred started.

"-Smooth things over with Hermione?" George finished.

"Well, we had a talk." I told them. "I don't know if it really made a difference though. But I tried so that's good."

"Look Selenia-" George started.

"-A special edition from the Daily Prophet."

"Fred that's not what I was going to say." George mumbled, looking at his brother strangely.

"No George, I mean look. The daily prophet owls." Fred said and pointed towards the roof where suddenly owls flew to witches and wizards around the room -those who had ordered the paper of course- dropping off some special print of the paper.

One landed straight in front of George. The Weasley family kids had to share on paper between all of them. The family couldn't afford to order each of them their own.

"What does it say?" I asked, leaning towards George to read.

"Not good... Again." He mumbled handing over the paper.

Right on the cover of the paper -if you could call it that this special print only had two pages in it- was a moving picture of Harry and me sleeping in his bed just this morning. Under that, of course, the hideous sight of the writer of this special article Rita Skeeter.

As promised I have stayed on call on the news about Harry Potter and his new bride, just so happens that one of my trusted informers at Hogwarts has sent me a photo of the couple after a steamy night. I have been told that the Potters arrived at the dormitory of one Harry Potter late into the night and under the influence of heavy alcohol. Then in the morning, the couple was heard moaning and then appearing to breakfast rather hungover! Now since these students are underage how could this have happened? Are the rumors true? Is Dumbledore losing his grip on the school? And might we end up with a little baby Potter in our hands?

I gagged at that.

Follow the events and remember to keep your eyes open at Hogwarts! - Rita Skeeter

Just earlier this morning I thought nothing could be worse than my hungover but now my hungover with this. That woman has met her match.

"She has gone too far Harry!" I stated as I walked over to him and handed him the paper.

"Agreed but what can we do?" He shrugged.

"It's oblivious, we hold a press conference." I said.

"A what now?"

"A press conference here at Hogwarts, we invite the press and give them a statement. That way we can take down their crazy lies and tell our truth." I explained.

"Why would any reporters come?"

"Well hello, you happen to be Harry Potter, you could hold a press conference about your lunch or your hand sanitizer and people would show up." I told him.

"I don't know if we are allowed to."

"Pish posh didn't stop us from going to Hogsmeade."

"Well, I guess you are right." Harry nodded.

"Always am." I twirled towards the teacher's table. "Headmaster Dumbledore could you call a press conference for us tomorrow? Tomorrow is okay right?" I asked looking at Harry over my shoulder.

"Um, yeah." He nodded.

"Of course." Dumbledore promised.

"Now, now headmaster don't you think it's highly inappropriate to-" Umbridge tried to step in with that fake smile of hers.

"Shut it toadface, he said I'd be fine." I jabbed at her and started walking out.

"Detention for speaking to a teacher in that manner!"

"Sure. Monday good for you?" I asked and chuckling at the idiotic look she gave me, I walked away.

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I'm sorry but I HATE Umbridge -scratch that- I LOATHE her entire being. So I'm going to make the character super bitchy to her.