chapter 3

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Auroara POV

Storming out of the Great Hall, I took a series of turns and before I knew it I was outside, heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

'Roary, hey Roary, wait up!' I heard a voice say. I spun around ready to act lost. I could not afford to bring attention to myself. Relaxing slightly as I recognised who was there, I resumed my glare.

'What do you want?' I spat.

'Roary, what's.....' I interrupted him before he could get any further.

'did you seriously just ask me that Ash?' I asked 'you dare ask to ask me whats wrong?'

'Roary what are you talking about?' a confused expression plastered on his face. My anger sky rocketed and I swear I saw red. Marching forward until I was inches from his face, I screamed at him.

'It's bad enough you lied to me, but now treating me like an idiot, that really is the cherry on top,' He was looking at me dumbfounded as the tears started rolling down my cheeks, my throat was choked up so it was really hard to speak,

'I-I-I thou-uu-g-hhh-tt w-eee we-re fri-eee-nds!' His face melted into a look of sympathy as he reached for me.

'NOOO DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!' I roared,

'Roary..' he began but I couldn't stand the look on his face and I turned and fled into the Forbidden forest. I was able to run for about ten minutes before I fell to the forest floor and curled into a ball. Betrayal flooded through me, Ash is... was my best friend ever since we were in nappies, we told each other everything the fact that he lied to me..... hurt.... it hurt a lot.

I lay there for what seemed like hours mulling through all my memories. Sure, not saying there were two Potters was one thing, but if he lied to me about that, what else could have lied to me about? and not just him what about my family? Actually my "family" lying would not surprise me. Don't get me wrong they never hit me or starved me or anything like that, it was just.... just... like I was there, but invisible.

Eventually the coldness of the ground seeped through my clothes and had me shuddering, the coldness causing a temporary ceasefire for my warring thoughts. Walking back towards the castle my internal argument started up again. Engrossed in my thoughts I absentmindedly walked into something that felt rather like a brick wall. Gazing up I saw Ash.

'what do you want?' I asked trying to hold back a yawn. Gosh Im tired.

'What do I want... WHAT DO I WANT? Oh I don't know maybe an explanation to why my supposed best friend yells at me without telling me what I've done and why she then spends three hours wondering around outside.' he ranted on. Three hours? That would explain why my teeth were chattering. 'I've been worried sick about you, what if you had gotten hurt then what would I do? huh?' I stared blankly at him. I never knew he felt this strongly about me.

'You lied to me.' I managed in a small voice, 'you never told me there was two Potters you only ever mentioned Harry.' I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face as I offered an explanation to my yelling. His face instantly softened.

'Oh Roary, I never told you because I thought you knew,' he said his words getting faster and faster 'Mother said that Father had told you everything, God Roar, I swear if I had knew you didn't know I would have told you....' I interupted his frantic babbling,

'Ash, it's OK I understand.' I said gently. The look he gave me was so relieved it was funny. He opened his mouth about to say something when the clock rung out saying it was ten o'clock.

'Oh my Roary it's ten!' Ash exclaimed, 'you have to go to your common room, people are going to start looking for you!'

'But Ash....' I began

'No Roary,' he interrupted, 'go!' I glared at him. I had just forgiven him and now he demands that I leave, oh that boy was going to pay. My mind concocted lots of different ways to get back at him each more vindictive than the last. It wasn't until I was in front of the picture of the Fat Lady that I realised I had a problem. I don't know the password. Crap.

I had only been standing there for a few minutes when the famous boy who lived turned the corner.  He came to an abrupt stop when he saw me, but he continued on to stand in front of me.

'Hey, you're Aurora right?' he questioned.

'Yeah and everybody knows you, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived.' I replied. His smile fell and a frown replaced it as a groan slipped from him.

'Not you too, that's all anyone is going on about, no one want to be my friend because of me, more of what I did which I can't even remember' he ranted. Once he stopped he actually looked rather embarrassed,

'Feel better?' I asked. He in response nodded his head.

'Any chance you know the password?' He smiled and walked up to the Fat Lady,

'Caput Draconis.'  The portrait swung open revealing a cosy little room filled with plump little armchairs. I stepped into the room closely followed by Harry .

'Well, goodnight Harry.' I said as I started forward towards the door that I knew leaded to the girls dormitory because of the ridiculous girlie squealing coming from within.

'Bye then.' he replied just as I was shutting the door. Rubbing my eyes I scanned the room taking in the people on the beds and I walked to the only empty bed, collapsing on it. As my eyes began to shut I managed to catch a glimpse of the mysterious second Potter before drifting of to sleep.

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