Lucille Rose Potter

Chapter 18

"Harry!" Lucy pounded on the 5th year boys dormitory, "I need to speak to you!"

The door cracked open and a tired looking Harry Potter peeked out.

"Lucy?" He yawned, opening the door wider, "what's up?"

"I need to speak to you," Lucy said, "it's about your uncle."

Harry's eyes widened and he beckoned her into the room, "I'm the only one here right now," he explained as she scanned the room, "everyone's already left for dinner."

"You boys are disgusting," Lucy remarked, looking at the mess they called a dorm.

The tips of Harry's ears turned red.

"Your uncle is actually Sirius Black?" Lucy cut straight to the reason she was there.

Harry's eyes widened, "how'd you... what?"

"Your uncle is Sirius Black," Lucy huffed, "you said it."

"I was joking!" Harry stammered.

"I thought that too," Lucy admitted, "that is until I found out he was best mates with your dad."

"How?" Harry sat down on his bed with his head in his hands.

"Student records," Lucy said, pacing, "your uncle is an Azkaban Escapee and Mass Murderer?"

"Godfather, actually," Harry sighed, "he didn't do it. He was framed."

"Harry!" Lucy covered her mouth, "how are you sure? Are you in danger? Do you need help?"

"No, no," Harry aggressively shook his head, "I suppose I need to tell you the story now."

"You think?" Lucy near shouted, coming to sit besides Harry.

"Shhh!" Harry's eyes bulged out of his sockets, "nobody can hear us. If they find out where Sirius is hiding..."

"Fine," Lucy whispered, "fine, just tell me the story."

And Harry did.

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"Ginny! You let me ramble on like a idiot about Harry saying Sirius Black was his uncle and you knew it was true this whole time!" Lucy accused her roommate as she returned from dinner.

"Sorry," Ginny said sheepishly, "we're not supposed to talk about it."

"Who knows?" Lucy asked, dumbstruck.

"My family mainly," Ginny shrugged, "and a few others."

"I saw a picture of Harry's mum today," Lucy said.

"Yeah?"

"I look exactly like her, it's scary," Lucy shuddered, "she even stands the same way I do."

"Wow," Ginny laughed, "that's kind of creepy."

"It really is," Lucy laughed.

"Did you do our Transfiguration essay yet?" Ginny asked, opening her textbook.

"Yeah, I did it earlier," Lucy said.

"Great, come help me, will you?"

"Fine," Lucy groaned throwing herself onto Ginny's bed, "we're not done talking about Black though."

"Lucy, I'm sorry but there's really nothing I can say," Ginny sighed, "if I could tell you I would."

"Ok," Lucy said, ignoring her frustration, "I don't want you to get in trouble because of me."