Harry Potter and his sister Alison

Chapter 29

"If you had a shred of self-respect, you'd hand that book in." Alison winced as she quietly snuck into the Gryffindor Common Room. She had hoped Harry was with Dumbledore or anywhere else in the castle but she saw he, Hermione and Ron sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace. She had told him she had gotten detention in Professor Snape's class when she had really been up in the Room of Requirement with Draco again and she really couldn't bring herself to lie to him again about why she had been gone far longer than detention usually lasted.

"Not bloody likely. He's top of the class. He's even better than you, Hermione." Ron said with a smirk that made Alison roll her eyes. When was he finally going to ask Hermione out? Everyone could see she had a major crush on him but the Weasley was just too stupid and blind to see it. "Slughorn thinks he's a genius."

"I'd like to know who's that book was." Hermione sighed then reached for the book. "Let's have a look, shall we?"

Alison frowned when Harry suddenly stood up, pulling the book out of reach from his friend. Looked like she wasn't the only one hiding something.

"No." He said, stepping back when Hermione stood as well.

"Why not?" She asked, reaching for the book again.

"The binding is fragile." Harry walked backwards, away from Hermione as she came closer to him, holding the book behind his back.

"'The binding is fragile!?'" Hermione gawked, looking at him is disbelief.

Alison walked up behind her brother and pulled the book away from him, quickly walking sideways as she flipped through the pages until she found a name on the inside of the back cover. "Who's the Half-Blood Prince?" She asked, looking over at her brother who was glaring at her.

"Where have you been? It's late, there's no way Snape would be allowed to keep you this long past hours!" He asked at the same time Hermione and Ron asked, "Who?"

"That's What it says right here: This book is the property of the Half-Blood Prince." Alison answered, ignoring her brother's question. Harry was glaring at her, obviously annoyed she wasn't listening to him and had taken the book from him.

She simply just tossed it back to him then turned and went to the girl's dormitory to get ready for bed.

"She's hiding something from me." Harry said once he watched his sister disappear up the stairs.

"Before you throw a fit I'm sure it's nothing but normal teenage girl moodiness." Hermione said, rolling her eyes as she sat back down on the couch next to Ron. "She's thirteen now nearly fourteen, she's bound to want some time away from her brother and his friends."

Ron nodded, taking his now finished charms paper from Hermione. "She's right, mate. Ginny's the same way, hardly ever talks to or hangs out with her older brothers. She's just in that faze of life."

Harry sighed as he hesitantly sat down on the other side of Ron, picking his homework up off the floor. "I guess so. But why does she think she has to lie about it? She should know she can tell me anything."

"'Cause she probably thinks you'll have her followed if she told you where she was going." Ron chuckled then turned to Hermione to ask her about their Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.