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In a small bedroom in Greater Whinging Katie looked about her with a deep sigh, staring out the window towards the night sky she let her thoughts drift, she wondered what the two people who held her heart in equal measure were doing right now.

Smiling as she thought about Hermione, the girl was probably curled up on a chair somewhere reading a book. That was when the girl looked her best, her face no longer a mask as she got lost in her book. All her barriers down and her beauty both inner and actual was allowed to shine.

Then there was Harry. The way he persevered on no matter the challenges he had to face, he struggled through with a quiet determination. In his first year the rumors about him having grown up a pampered prince were obviously false, from the state of his clothes to his demeanor. They all screamed poor upbringing.

Then there was second year, that whole fiasco with Slytherin's heir, how anyone could think it was Harry was unfathomable to the girl. Hearing what he'd faced down the chamber horrified her, being one of the few Gryffindors who'd stuck by him that year she'd heard the full story from Hermione as she sat vigil by Harry's bedside

The third year had been one of of the worst, having someone for the first time in history escape the wizarding prison Azkaban with the sole purpose of hunting Harry down and killing him was bad enough, but for the ministry's reaction to post dementors about the school and even have them check the Hogwarts express was unforgivable in Katie's eyes.
When the dementor had passed her carriage she ended up reliving the day where she nearly lost her father in the line of duty.

If rumors were right then Harry had re-lived something far, far worse - the day Voldemort had tried to kill him, his mothers scream as she took a killing curse. No one should have to remember that.

Shaking her head she thought on to Harry's fourth year, what a mess that had been - again everyone turning on him when his name came out the goblet was ridiculous. Just one look to his face and she could tell he neither wanted or asked for this to happen. That the professors stood by and allowed the ridicule to happen was in her eyes unforgivable.

The day she had caught Oliver Wood wearing one of the badges was the day the quidditch captain found out just how hard she could slap. He went around the next three days with her hand print on his face, the nurse had refused to heal him when he told her why Katie had hit him.

Then the last task had taken place, two days before terms end when Harry re-appeared outside the maze with a near dead Cedric Diggory. It had taken all of Madam Pomfrey's skill but she had saved him. The story the two told of the graveyard confrontation to anyone who would listen sent chills down her spine.

Apparently had Harry been even a second slower with his banishing charm into Cedric then the boy would have taken a killing curse, as it was he survived and fought with Harry protecting the younger boy long enough for him to summon the cup and return to the castle. Katie could only thank the stars she'd been drilling him relentlessly that year otherwise he wouldn't have had those fast reflexes.

This last year had been the worst though, Harry had been singled out by their 'Defence Professor' along with select others. That woman would have made a Dementor feel at home - the night Harry came back with those cuts in his hands Katie had erupted. Only being held back by both Hermione and Harry before she was going to 'have words' with the toad faced woman.

Then there was Hermione's odd behaviour - one minute being Harry's best friend, and the next belittling him and viciously snapping at him whenever it came to that potions book.
Katie was flummoxed - what was worse is she was sure the littlest Weasley's had something to do with it.

what with Hermione's jealousy over Ron being with Lavender and how Ginny always walked about with a perpetual smirk. At the end of the school year though Katie could have strangled Harry.

He'd been sent visions of his godfather being tortured, and because of the headmaster ignoring him he'd ran off half-cocked and been caught by Umbridge.
Hearing Harry's screams of pain when she was walking past the Defence classroom was something Katie would have nightmares for the rest of her life.

Without thinking she had barged in the room and saw Umbridge crucioing Harry with a sadistic gleeful smile on her face, even the slytherins were looking at her in horror.
Katie didn't stop moving however, she threw a stunner at umbridge dropping the toad where she stood.

The others in the room Neville, Luna and Hermione, turned on their captors and within moments had incapacitated them.
Katie had to un-silence Hermione thanks to a silencing charm from the unconscious Umbridge.

Katie thankfully had reminded Harry of a package his godfather had sent him not two days ago. Having rushed to Gryffindor Tower and opening it, they'd discovered the two way communication mirror. Gotten a hold of Sirius - Katie nearly fainted at the identity of his godfather - and told him everything that had happened.

With this information a group fighting for the light had set a trap while Auror's came to hogwarts to arrest Umbridge for the use of an unforgivable.
Inside the ministry a pitched battle had happened between the Death eaters and the Order, and Dumbledore was able to trick Voldemort into revealing himself to the world.

Thankfully there hadn't been any casualties that day apart from minor injuries. The wrost thing for Harry had been waiting on news, once the mirror vibrated and Sirius spoke to them he was able to relax.

through it all Katie had been there for Harry and Hermione, a friend to talk to, a shoulder to cry on when the other was injured. In turn whenever she had needed someone to talk to they had been there for her- she finished brushing her hair before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill.

Deciding on a course of action she put quill to parchment, writing her letters, she only hoped that the two would accept her invitation to stay a few days as she wrote.
Once finished she called for her owl Athena and carefully tied the two envelopes to the bird's leg before letting her fly away.

-o.O.O.o-

Harry was lay on his bed staring out the window at the sunset, sighing once more.
He couldn't believe how lonely he felt without Hedwig here. He'd asked Hermione to look after her over the holidays when he'd seen the order confronting his uncle, he didn't say much but to her but what he did say caused a flash of concern on the girls features.
"It's just safer for her away from the Dursley's"

Sighing he rolled over to face the wall while he contemplated the stupidity of the current minister for magic, only admitting to the return of Voldemort this past week. Both he and Cedric had seen the return of the Dark Lord and what had the Minister said? It was impossible, couldn't be true.
Growling at the incompetence of the ministry as a whole he hoped that things would settle enough soon enough and that maybe his next year wouldn't be as eventful as the last.

"Yeah right!" He snorted at the thought. If it hadn't been for Hermione and Katie he would have cracked from the pressure back in his second year. Ron was a good mate, but Harry certainly didn't consider him a close friend any longer.

Hermione had made a half-hearted attempt to get the two to reconcile completely, but as she'd continued to try Katie Bell, the wonderful person she was, pulled Hermione to one side and asked the girl point blank what was wrong with her.

Harry chuckled at the memory, Hermione stood there in shock as the quidditch chaser ran through all the reasons why Hermione was being a bit naive in this matter. When all Ron's faults and wrongs to the pair had been listed out in such a way that not even Hermione's logic could deny, the bookworm had come to Harry full of apologies.

All Harry had done at that moment was wrap the girl up in comforting hug before he told her he understood why she'd done it, and he didn't hold it against her in the slightest before smiling a thank you to Katie as he was about to crack and forgive Ron.

Now, well as far as Ron knew, they were still mates, but wouldn't ever be best friends again - Katie had firmly taken that role along with Hermione, but after the things he'd learnt the last week of term. . . He hoped that Hermione would forgive him with his action's in a couple of days.

He gathered up his notebook and wrote a few more lines down before he tossed it to the rickety bedside table and went to turn the lamp off as the sky was now darkening.

Suddenly he heard a thunderous bellow of anger from down stairs and he wondered what had set Vernon off this time. Moment's later he felt the floor vibrate as the obese man charged up the stairs before Harry's bedroom door was flung open.

There in the doorway was Vernon Dursley, face going purple in rage as he looked towards Harry before he advanced, throwing a piece of parchment at the him.

"HOW DARE YOU HAVE YOUR FREAKY FRIENDS WRITE YOU WITH THEIR STRANGE ANIMAL POST!" Vernon screamed as he moved into room. Harry who was shocked at this outburst and wasn't ready for what happened next as he was still trying to think who would write him.

Vernon moved over to the bed and bodily lifted the thin boy from the bed pulling him close before screaming in Harry's face. "You haven't had a good beating since you went to that school! And now you think it's ok to have them write to you here!" A fist drove into his side breaking a rib, followed by being dropped to the floor.

Miraculously Harry landed on his feet, still wheezing from the blow to his side as he held up his arms to try and protect himself from Vernon's wrath. Changing tactics Vernon kicked out taking Harry's legs from under him before delivering multiple solid kicks to his side, Harry could feel more of his ribs cracking and breaking.

The stabbing pain from inside his torso told Harry all he needed to know, one or more of his ribs had punctured his lungs. Vernon however wasn't finished - he went out the room a moment leaving the dazed and broken Harry on the floor, unable to move because of the pain.

Moments later Vernon returned with a cricket bat and to Harry's horror swung it down hard against the boys left leg. the snap that accompanied the bones breaking was drowned out by Harry's half choked scream as he tasted blood. Again Vernon swung the bat, breaking Harry's other leg before turning and doing the same for the Harry's arms.

Picking Harry up by the shirt he drove a fist into Harry's face, dislodging a couple of teeth before pulling him close and finishing his rant with a threatening growl.
"Now stay in your room and don't come out! We'll see how a week without food does for you! if you survive that is"

Finished he threw Harry against the wall by Harry's bed, ignoring the fact Harry had coughed up more blood. Harry managed to spot the parchment that was lay open next to him on the bed, reading it through the tears of pain, Harry wondered who'd written him. It couldn't be Ron or Hermione as they knew what would happen.

Harry,

Hi it's Katie. I'm sorry I've never written you in your holidays before.

When I realised that I hadn't it was just another realisation how badly I had failed you in the past.

I feel I've let you down badly in the past as your friend, sure I didn't I carried on talking to you when everyone thought you were Slytherin's heir in second year, but I could have done more to stop it than tell the rest of the team off, I should have done. And in fourth year again I let you down, I should have stood up for you more instead of just refusing the badge and slapping Wood.

I only hope that the mistakes I've made haven't ruptured a chance at a better friendship.

If it is ok I would like to invite you and Hermione to stay over for a couple of weeks.

If you say yes I'll arrange for my Father to pick you up but you'll need to send me a phone number to ring you on.

Hoping to be a better friend to you

Katie Bell

Managing to just grab the pen he'd used before through the pain he managed to scribble a quick note on the letter as he coughed, not realising he'd sprayed some of his blood on it. The message he wrote was simple.

Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging. Send help.

Note written he just managed to gasp out Dobby's name.
The excitable house elf popped into Harry's room as he started to talk.
"What can Dobby be doin- MARTER HARRY POTTER SIR!" Dobby shouted out when he saw the state Harry was in.

"Dobby . . .Take to . . .Katie Bell" Harry mumbled out just about managing to shove the note to the floor. Dobby horrified at what he'd seen, and unable to help as his bond was with the castle and not Harry - he grabbed the note and popped away within a second.

-o.O.O.o-

Hermione had just finished stripping her clothes off after returning home from shopping, chuckling at the thought once more of what her dorm mates Lavender and Parvati would say if they ever knew her preference for going about home in the nude, her Parents weren't nudists but had never stopped Hermione in her wishes, their only request was that she kept a robe to hand to slip into if they had unannounced guests.

She only wished she could do magic outside of Hogwarts now instead of waiting until she turned 17 in september, the support charm Katie had taught her back in fourth year had made her need for bra's non existent until she came home.

Sighing at her next thought, there were only two people's opinion that she truly cared about aside from her parents when it came to her habits. Harry and Katie. She had long ago accepted her bisexuality, but to then long for both of her best friends was an almost daily torture at Hogwarts.

She survived it by the constant thought that although neither had shown interest in her in a romantic way, they had both chosen her to be their closest friend.
A trust and joy she swore to herself she would never betray.

She had a small, sad smile across her face as she thought back to the first time the two had spoke. It was one of Harry's regular stays in the hospital wing, the time Lockhart had vanished Harry's bones in his arm, forever breaking Hermione's crush on the then Defence Against the Dark Arts tutor.

It was after Harry had fallen asleep that night and Hermione was on the way back to the common room that she bumped into Katie also on her way back. The two had struck up a conversation and soon realised they had similar interests and hobbies.

From that day on Hermione always made sure to talk to Katie at least once a day, fast coming to think of the girl as her best female friend.

she was startled by the little 'tic-tic-tic' sound that came from her window, quickly looking to the perch in her room she spied Hedwig still on it. She grabbed the robe from the chair by her bed, belting it closed before she opened her curtains. No need to give the neighbours a free show after all.

As soon as she opened the curtain she recognised the tawny owl perched outside as Athena, and quickly opened the window letting the bird in, before taking the letter from her and passing the owl a couple of treats as she sat to read.

Dear Hermione,

I realise this is a little out of the blue, but I was wondering if you had any plans this holiday, if not would you like to spend a couple of weeks at my house? feel free to send Athena back with your reply.

Katie

Hermione smiled at the letter before sitting back in the chair, truthfully she was expecting a long boring summer break, her parents were brilliant, but she still wanted her friends about her, not like the idiots from her hometown.

Smiling she penned a reply for Athena to take in the morning before shrugging out her robe as she got in bed.

-o.O.O.o-

"missey bell! Missey Bell!" A panicky high pitched voice called waking Katie up from her dreams of sharing a broom ride with her favourite bookworm.
Cracking an eye open she recognised what could only be Dobby in his miss-matched clothes from Harry's description.

"Dobby? What's wrong?" Katie asked sitting up, holding the blanket to herself to keep her modesty in front of the strange little elf.
"master Harry Potter Sirs hurt! hurt bad!" Dobby said, holding out the bloodstained parchment.
Horrified at what she was seeing, she called out for her father as Dobby disappeared.

A well muscled man burst in through the door looking about for anything that would scare his daughter to call him like that. Katie still holding tight to the blanket with one hand reached for the light cord above her head, switching on the bedroom light before looking at her father once more.

"Dad, my friend Harry's in trouble, look! He just sent me this back not five minutes ago!" She finished holding out the parchment as her father took it.
She was glad that he was a police officer as he would be able to tell straight away that was real blood on the note.

She watched as his eyes narrowed before he stepped over to her bedside table grabbing the cordless phone out of it's dock before dialling, he waited a few moments and started to speak.

"Hello, yes this is Chief Inspector Bell. I want two squad cars sent to Number Four Privet Drive in Little Whinging immediately, Also send an Ambulance. I will be on site in 10 minutes." once he'd finished he hung up the phone before turning to Katie.

"Get dressed. you're coming with me, you might be the only friendly face there for the lad once we've secured his safety." With that he turned and ran out the room. Katie quickly jumped out of bed and got dressed.

Within a couple of minutes she was in the car with her father, sirens blaring as he raced down the late night streets coming up to the estate Harry lived on he was soon being tailed by another two police cars with an ambulance following behind.

Katie felt the car screech outside a house with the number four on it.
Her father turned to her and told her to stay in the car until they signalled it was safe, Katie nodded and watched as her father got out the car and approached the front door with the other four officers. The ambulance team were holding back until it was deemed safe for them to enter the property.

-o.O.O.o-

Jeremy Bell was not your average Joe off the street policeman. He had spent hours in the gym making sure his body was in peak condition, ready for whatever demands his job would make of it - he had no idea he was going to be very grateful of those muscles in a minute.

As he got to the door he hammered on it three times slightly louder than was necessary, not caring that it was 11 at night.

"Who the bloody hell's making that ruckus!" A high tempered voice called out from inside.
"This is the Police, We'd like a word please mr Dursley!" Jeremy called through.
There was silence for a moment before the door was opened enough for Jeremy to see a large man looking out.

"Well. What can I do for you officer?" The man asked.
"Mr Vernon Dursley?" Jeremy asked. The man nodded.
"Could I come in please, I'm here to see Harry Potter." Even in this dark Jeremy saw the man's face pale before he tried to close the door on Jeremy.
"No one lives here by that name, goodnight!" Jeremy simply held his hand against the door holding it open.

"Mr Dursley, not 20 minutes ago my daughter received a note from young mr Potter - bloodstained. Now I believe there is someone here in danger, and if you don't let me in, i can and will order this door broken down. Now I am asking politely, may we come in?"

Jeremy saw when Vernon had realised that he was out of options, yet instead of taking the sensible option and letting him in, Vernon suddenly went to slam the door closed.
Jeremy threw his muscular body forwards knocking the door off it's hinges, knocking Vernon back.

Vernon threw his fist forwards into Jeremy's stomach as Jeremy dodged, grabbing the fat mans arm and using his momentum to twist Vernon to the ground, handcuffing the man while the other four officers charged in to the house.

After reading Vernon his rights and hauling the man outside to sit on the ground Jeremy went back inside and watched as a cuffed Petunia and Dudley were led out as well.
"CHEIF! GET THE PARAMEDICS!" one of the officers called down from upstairs.

Jeremy ran out and waved the ambulance crew over stepping aside as they ran in with their equipment. Seconds later an officer ran out the house and over to the ambulance with a third bag.
"Oh god. What happened." Jeremy mumbled before heading up the stairs.

Stepping into the room where he saw both the paramedics and one of the officers working on the beaten bloody teen on the floor Jeremy felt physically ill with what he saw.
Turning on his heel he marched outside to stand in front of Vernon.

"Vernon, Petunia and Dudley Dursley, I just thought you would like to know that I am adding attempted murder to your charges!" he growled out with anger before heading towards his car where his daughter was still waiting.

He opened the her door and knelt down so he was at eye level with her.
"Katie, it's bad. The paramedics are working to stabilise him now, but he'll most likely need more surgery when they get him to hospital." Katie looked worriedly towards the house, obviously wanting to run in there.

"Honey, I know it's hard just to wait, but we need to stay out the way and let them do their job okay?" Katie looked towards her father, lower lip trembling. He could see the worry in her eyes as she started to cry. He leaned up and took Katie into his arms as she held on to him.

Jeremy silently vowed that he would see the Dursley's had the harshest sentences permissible by law handed down to them for doing what he'd seen.

-o.O.O.o-

Half an hour later Katie had got out her car and was stood by the door, waiting for Harry to be wheeled out.
When they brought him out Katie ran over to the side of the gurney he was on to see him.
"Sorry miss. But we need to go. Now." The Paramedic pulling the gurney said.
Katie nodded and stepped out the way before running inside and up to Harry's room.

She heard her father coming up behind her and trusted in him to keep the other officers away for a couple of minutes.
She quickly went about the room, grabbing anything that would give the magical world away and throwing them all into Harry's trunk.

Quickly looking around she was about to leave when she spotted a note book on the desk. With what was written on the cover she daren't leave it. Written on the front was 'For Hermione Granger in the Event of My Death'

Shaking her head as she picked it up she turned to Harry's trunk to close the lid, nearly tripping over when a loose floorboard caught her toe and came away. looking back she sighed in relief. Had that not happened she would have left his wand and photo album behind.

Grabbing them she threw them on top of the pile of clothes in the trunk before closing it and twisting one of the handles, activating the self shrinking charm. She put the now shrunk trunk in her pocket and made her way out, catching her father's eye she nodded the all clear as she slipped out the door so he could stop distracting the officers.

She ran back over to the car and got in, waiting for her father. When he came back to the car and got in behind the wheel he turned to look at her.
"Did you get everything? The last thing that boy needs is to be accused of breaking one of the magical laws." Katie nodded.

"Yes dad, are we going to the hospital?" Jeremy nodded his head before he answered her.
"Yes, he's been taken to Greater Whinging Royal Hospital. They'll be taking him straight to surgery." Katie nodded as they drove off, leaving the other officers to secure the house.

On the way Katie sat back and started to read the note book feeling her anger increase as time went on. She decided that she would send Hermione this notebook with a short note from herself.

Grabbing a pen from the glovebox Katie flipped to the back page of the notebook and tore out a blank piece of paper and wrote her note.

Half an hour later they were parked at the hospital. As soon as she got out the car Katie whispered.
"Dobby!" before the sound of his name had died from Katie's lips the excitable elf had popped in front of her.

"Dobby can you take these to Hermione please. It's important and will be helping Harry." She hated manipulating the little being like this but it was important.
"Dobby can do this! Dobby will help Harry potter!" with that little statement Dobby grabbed the note and notebook off Katie before popping away.
Katie sighed as she pulled out her mobile, now all that was left was to call the DMLE.

-o.O.O.o-

Amelia Bones let out a yawn as she finished her third pile of paperwork with a groan.
She was glad that this was the week she manned the muggleborn call in phone. She said officially that it was to show that she would not ask someone in her command to do a job that she wouldn't do herself.

Although this was true, she also used this time to deal with the necessary red tape of her job as the phone never rang, so she would be guaranteed that week with nothing to worry about.

Just as that last thought passed through her head the unthinkable happened.
The phone rang. Picking it up she answered it.
"Hello DMLE Madam Bones Speaking."
"Madam Bones! Sorry I didn't realise I'd called your office. My Name is Katie Bell, Harry Potter has had to be rushed to hospital. Please, please can you help without telling Dumbledore!"

Amelia hearing the panic in the girls voice tried to calm her down as she spoke.
"Miss Bell, please take a deep breath, and then start from the beginning."
Once the girl started talking once more, from what she was saying, Amelia was convinced that it would indeed be a bad idea to contact Dumbledore at the moment.

Getting the name of the hospital she promised she would be there soon and would be bringing some help for Harry.

Hanging the phone up she paced the room swearing before hitting the call charm for her two Aurors that went everywhere with her. She decided that it was time to find out where their true loyalties lay. If it was with the order then they would be unemployed before long. If it was with her then they would now be on assignment to keep Harry safe.

-o.O.O.o-

Hermione woke to the gentle tugging on her hand.
Opening her bleary eyes she spotted Dobby desperately trying to wake her while not looking at her. Sometime since going to bed she'd kicked of the covers revealing all to the room.
Sighing she reached down and pulled the sheet up so she was covered before turning to Dobby.

"Okay Dobby, what's wrong?" She asked quietly as she sat up.
"Missey Bell asked me to give you this missey Grangy." Dobby told her while holding out a notebook and piece of paper.

"You's needs to read paper first." Dobby said quietly.
Hermione nodded before she answered him. "
"Thank you Dobby, would you just give me a minute to throw a robe on and get a cup of tea?" she asked, more to save Dobby's embarrassment than anything else. The little elf nodded.

"Yous gets dressed I'll make yous tea in kitchen!" Dobby told her before popping away.
Sighing Hermione got up and grabbed a dressing gown before making her way downstairs to the kitchen and sitting at the table.
No sooner was she sat than a steaming mug of tea was placed in front of her.
"Thank you Dobby." She said quietly before looking at the notebook cover.

Reading the words on the front Hermione nearly screamed, it was only Dobby being there that stopped her, his presence reminding her that she needed to read the other note first.
Quickly she unfolded it and read.

Hermione,

Harry is alive at the moment! He has been taken to Greater Whinging Royal Hospital.

His relatives have hurt him badly, enough that they are going to be charged with attempted murder.

I know Harry told us they were bad but this is ridiculous!

Before you go telling anyone about this I implore you to read the notebook we found when we came to help Harry. My father is on the police force and when Harry's plea for help arrived we went round as fast as we could.

After we got in and found the state Harry was in, his relatives were arrested and Harry was put in the back of an ambulance. The Dursley's are now in a police cell.

Please read the notebook and come to the Hospital, either with your parents or alone - but please come.

Thank Dobby for me when you get chance, if it wasn't for the little guy I fear we wouldn't have got Harry help in time.

Do not trust anyone else from the magical world yet – it's all explained by Harry's notebook.

Katie Bell

Hermione looked at what Katie had written before setting the note down and getting off her chair to kneel down in front of Dobby before pulling him into a hug.
"Thank you Dobby, from both me and Katie." She had trouble speaking with how choked her voice was with emotion.

The normally hyper house elf somehow understood what she had said and just wrapped his little arms about her too. "Ise always helpings Harry Potter!" He squeaked.
Hermione nodded before she pulled away. "Okay Dobby, I'm going to read this. Will you be okay?" Dobby nodded before he popped away as Hermione turned to the notebook.

September 9th

I have decided that I no longer trust Ron Weasley.

I don't let this show because I don't want to upset 'Mione, yet I've heard him muttering to himself too many times about my fame or money now to believe he is a real friend. I'm more convinced now that he's a hanger on, not like 'Mione or Katie who I believe are true friend's.

November 1st

I HATE Umbitch

There that's not a lie – Damn bloodquill happy bitch

Dumbles answer? Won't even talk to me! Bastard

January 15th

I Can't believe what I saw – I think I saw Ron dropping a potion in Hermione's drink, I need to make sure the sames not happening to Katie as well.

wonder if that's why she started going for him? Why she has started wanting his friendship again?

Snapes version of Occlumency is useless – Clear your mind, and I will attack! Gods, if it wasn't for Hermione's belief in me and Katies support I don't think I'd have the will to carry on.

March 1st

Haven't seen any more potion attempts by Ron, guess I was imagining it, but that still doesn't explain Hermione's strange behaviour. Both me an' Katie are worried – Also why do I keep thinking about Ginny? It's enough to give someone an Oedipus Complex! And that look in her eye . . .

May 12th

O.K. Now I'm angry –I've caught Ron dropping potions to both me and 'Mione all year!

Best is every time I remember I get obliviated! Good thing I've learnt a new way of occlumency thanks to Katie's research.

I let them into a fake mind, let them mess that up before replacing it with a fresh one while keeping my real mind intact.

I couldn't believe it.

I swear this holiday I'm going over to 'Mione's house, forcing a purging potion down her throat. Then I'll tell her how much I love her, trouble is I also feel that way about Katie, but if my suspicions are correct.

After all I've seen how she looks at Katie too when she thinks I'm not looking, and it's made me wonder, is the only reason she's not said anything is if she's worried I'd judge her? If so HELL NO! Who the hell am I to judge if she likes girls as well as boys?

May 2nd entry

Just walked away from a classroom leaving the two weasels there. They didn't know i was there and could hear them. Found out Dumbles intends for me to marry Ginny, knock 'er up and get killed by voldie, when that happens half the Potter fortune to him half to the weasels! Specifically Molly, Ron and Ginny – the rest are innocent.

Heard Ginny berating Ron about upsetting 'mione again, something about 'keep her until Harry marries me' I'm so mad right now I can't think.

Will talk too snuffles on mirrors when back at privet drive.

July 3rd

I've got two more names I can add on to the trusted list. Neville and Luna. Somehow the little quirky blond managed to get a hold of Dumbles' journal. Something about being friends with Fawkes? They read it before giving it back to Fawkes to return.

As soon as they finished it they both came and sought me out and swore on their magic that they were my true friends and would never willingly betray me to Dumbledore. As soon as they did, they cast their Patroni to prove they were telling the truth.

So now I have four people aside from Sirius that I completely trust.

Decided tomorrow will be the day I speak to Snuffles via the mirrors again, I know he has a penseive and I need to show him my memories that i've copied into the vials stored in my trunk.

With everything going on lately I think i'd feel safer with him rather than my 'relatives'

I wonder if he'd let me invite Hermione, Katie, Neville and Luna round?

As she finished the book the amount of worry and anger coursing through her veins kept Hermione motionless for a good few minutes, it was only when she heard her Father's heavy breathing behind her that she turned around.

He was stood right behind her, his own face a picture of rage before he spoke.
"Hermione, go and take that purging potion, get dressed and meet me and your mother in the car." Was all he said, yet it was all the encouragement that Hermione needed as she shot out the kitchen.

Running upstairs and over to the bookcase in her room, she pulled on it, it swung open to reveal a room that had at one time been her reading room. It had since, with Professor Flitwick's help one summer, been expanded and converted into a small potions lab.

She ran over to the little cupboard and drew out the light blue purging potion and downed it in one quick gulp. As soon as she did she felt the confusing emotions leave her body and for the first time in months could think clearly.

There was no way she would have been jealous of Ron having a girlfriend normally, let alone crushing on the boy. She'd spent a long evening talking with her mother the day she came home from Hogwarts. First explaining how the red haired boy treated her, and then going on to explain for some reason she was falling for him, but didn't want to.

Now though, all that was left of her feelings for him was anger and rage.
If she saw him in the next couple of days she could not guarantee that she would keep her temper with him.

She quickly got dressed, cursing when her bra got tangled, again. She couldn't wait until she could cast that charm outside of Hogwarts.
Once she was decent she ran downstairs and out to the car, only stopping by to pick up the notebook. She hoped her father hadn't read the bit where Harry had spotted her checking Katie out.

Diving into the car she pulled on the belt and called Dobby before her Father pulled away.
With a quiet pop the elf appeared on the back seat next to Hermione.
"Dobby, do you want to come with us to see Harry?" Dobby's eyes widened to impossible proportions at Hermione's question before he threw himself at her, holding her tight as he cried in joy.

"Dobby knew that Mister Harry Potter Sirs Grangy was a powerful witch, he didn't know her kindness too!" Hermione awkwardly hugged the little being ignoring the looks of shock from her parents before she settled Dobby down and helped him with his seat belt.
Moments later the car pulled out of the drive and they were on their way to the hospital.
Hermione could only hope Harry would be okay.

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