After Harry's interview with the paper the next day, I followed him up to the Owlery.
"You possibly couldn't have entered your name? It is simply idiotic." I kept in step with him, "I mean with what happened last year with Sirius and now this? It is a death sentence, Harry."
"I thought having a sibling meant supporting each other. No, Y/N, I did not put my name in the cup. I wish everyone would stop asking me that." Potter grumbled and started to climb the many stairs. "The only reason I brought you along to this was to see if Sirius had anything to say to you as well."
"Well, it was good thinking." I huffed the grabbed the sleeve of his jacket before we reached the top, "Harry. We haven't spoken about any of what happened last year. I keep having visions the night we -"
"Don't say it, Y/N." Harry fully faced me and then continued to walk up the steps
"Okay, fine! But we really should talk about it! Sirius is the only person who knows the truth of the entire story, and we can't even see him! You're the only one who can help me with this!" We reached the top, and the smell of owl droppings hit my nose.
Harry looked for an owl that might have a letter for him, but it hadn't arrived yet. "We can talk until Sirius' owl gets here."
I let out a sigh and put a smile on my face, "Finally."
We stood in silence for a moment till he broke the silence, "Perhaps, we should get to know each other more. The only thing I know of you is that you're a Hufflepuff and a Malfoy and my sister." He laughed to himself at the end of the sentence.
"Well, my favorite color is purple, and my favorite food is a treacle tart. I am 14, but of course, you know that as you are too..." I tried to think of something we might have in common, but it was hard.
"Treacle tarts are my favorite, too." Harry chimed in, "Red is my color. I suppose we do share a birthday. What was the original birthday that you were told?"
"I was told it was June 6th. After midnight, as Draco's is June 5th. Guess that was a lie." I crossed my arms and looked out to the view before us. "What is our actual birthday?"
"July 31st. You're slightly younger than Draco. Speaking of, have you told him any of this?" Potter paced around the room.
"No. My parents know, obviously, but I don't think he is any wiser. If he did know, he would make my life a living hell. I don't have anywhere to go though, how's our uh, relatives?"
Harry laughed, "It is not any better there. I am a burden to them. At least they treated you like a heiress. I think our Aunt loathed our mother. I mean your birth mother." Harry quickly corrected himself.
"I wish we could've gone with Sirius...our real family." I bunched up my shoulders and heard an owl come in.
"It's Sirius!" Harry walked over to the owl and took the letter.
I walked over to him and read over his shoulder, "Looks like you have a meeting tonight. Say hello to him for me, please? And please tell him I am not mad at him for leaving me with Lucius."
"I will. Ow!" Harry pulled his finger away as the owl nipped him. "Let's go. It's cold up here. Nasty bird..."
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I sat curled up against my bed's headboard with a book I was reading for Herbology, "Rina, staring is rude." I flipped to the next page and looked up from my book with a smirk on my face, "What are you trying to tell me?"
"Can you read my mind or something?" She left her bed and sat upon mine. Her strawberry blonde braids hopped as she got on my bed, "I met someone over break."
