~ Home for the Summer~
A/N: The character Adrianna was named after my sister, and her love for Harry Potter. Except, in the story's she eight, she's six in real life.
Chapter Seventeen- Obsession
Though Harry was no longer a student, certain traits of still being one were still lodged in his mind. For example, being late to class. It was the same thing (except now he was teaching the class) running down the empty corridor. When making a sharp turn around the corner, turns out it wasn't that empty. The child he ran into, a girl, dropped all her books and papers.
" I am so sorry!" he extended his apologizes while helping her gather the items that fell.
" It's alright, I shouldn't be this late".
Harry recognized the same brown eyes and dirty blonde hair in a heartbeat. " Olivia?". The young girl resembled the student in this class, but seemed a bit smaller.
She moved here eyes away from his, " Adrianna".
" Oh, I'm sorry, you look very much like...".
Adrianna rejected his apology this time, " little sister, I'm just her little sister" she grabbed the book he was holding and took off again.
It was ten minutes into class, really fifteen if the delay was added, when Olivia, the real Olivia, came into class.
She swiftly sat down, " sorry Professor, I got lost".
" It's expected" he looked at her, remembering what Hermoine said the night before, and tried to ignore it. " I met your sister".
Olivia arranged the papers on her desk, " worthless brat, shouldn't be here" she muttered.
" Oh come on guys" he addressed the class, " siblings can be one of the best gifts in life" Harry wouldn't know, but his two best friends acted as a sister and brother. " How many here have brothers and sisters?". Many hands went up.
" How many don't?" a boy in the back row and himself raised their hands. " Even if they aren't relatives, someone very close to you. A certain, bond, with you and another person can have more power than you think, even as children. You'd be surprised what can happen".
The students were absorbing what he said. Except, Olivia.
" You're only saying that because you're an only child" she remarked, " you didn't have the option, your parents died before you two".
Harry took a deep breath, " yes, they did, but that's not always the case".
" They were murdered".
No student, besides the ones who were in class with him, ever knew that. The professors kept the fact as personal as possible.
A Sharp pain dame to his forehead, the scar. He gently touched it. Suddenly, he remembered being thirteen, it was only six years ago. When he heard his mothers voice, her dying screams. Trying to protect her baby son, before she was...murdered.
" That has nothing to do with the lesson" he silently spoke, she was the only one that was not shocked beyond belief.
Olivia looked down at her papers, " why won't you talk about it?" she sounded as though she had discussed the topic with him before.
He kept his eyes on her, while she pretended to be writing. Everyone else was waiting for an answer.
" It's a sensitive subject".
After class, Harry found himself climbing the spiral staircase next to the eagle. Ron was making paper airplanes from parchment sheets. One crash- landed next to Harry when he walked in.
" There's nothing to do!" the new Headmaster claimed.
" Then maybe you can help me" Harry walked though the room to Ron's desk, " I need to see Olivia Daniel's school profile".
" That would be illegal of Hogwarts laws" he sounded well rehearsed, " sorry".
Harry knew he had to be playing with his mind, " so change the law".
" How?".
" You're the Headmaster!".
Ron smirked, sitting forward, " I know" he laughed, " I just wanted to hear you say that". Harry rolled his eyes. Ron picked up his wand, the one from when he was a student.
" First year, Olivia Daniels" he tapped the tip onto his desk. An entire written profile appeared on the desktop. " What would you like to know?".
Harry began to pace in front of the desk, " um, where does she live?".
" London".
" Is she Muggle-born?".
Ron gazed downward, " nope, her parents went to school here, sister does too".
" Adrianna".
" Yeah, how'd you know?".
Harry stopped pacing, " ran into her, literally".
Ron smirked, " ain't she a cutie?".
" How is she a first year if she's younger?".
He tried to hide the guilt creeping across his face, " she had the puppy dog eyes".
Harry raised an eyebrow, he knew the look. After all, he was the father of a four-year-old.
" She's eight. And I know they cannot come until they're eleven, but, she'd different. She started using magic when she was younger than the rest, so I let her into early admission" he sounded as though he was on trial, " but anyway, enough about how I could get fired by the Ministry of Magic. Why do you want to know about these girls?".
Harry sighed, " it's Olivia. Hermione said she has a crush on me, but, she's really weird. Even outside of class".
" How so?".
" Everywhere I go, she's there, except earlier when it was the sister who looks so much like her" Ron nodded in agreement, " but she knows so much. She knows I'm an only child, she knows my parents were murdered, not killed, murdered. And she knows about Voldermort, not Voldie like you got me saying, Voldermort. She says the name".
Ron sat there, completely still, compared to Harry's rampage. " So, she's like Ginny?".
" Not in the slightest bit!".
He shrugged, " she's just a kid".
" An extremely freaky kid!" Harry snapped, unaware of the names he was using to describe her.
Ron paused, thinking to himself, but only for a minute at the mist. " Okay, I have an idea".
" Can you put your wand down first? It's kind of scary".
Ron did as asked. " Remember how I told you about the reward for good behavior concept I was working on? Where one student from one of the houses who has been good all week gets to eat dinner with the teachers?". (meaning, every month, one student from each house would have been chosen)
Harry nodded, " yeah".
" Well, what if tonight, even though it hasn't started yet. I made it Olivia for the Gryffindor house?".
" No offense, but Olivia Daniels is not the best behaved in Gryffindor (Hermione told him the same thing). But her sister...".
Ron raised a hand, like Dumbledore did, " Adrianna was sorted into Ravenclaw. That's the point, it's not really the reward. If Olivia sat between the two of us...".
Harry jumped to conclusions, " she won't do anything in front of the Headmaster!".
" But I'm the cool Headmaster!" he grinned. Harry had no choice but to agree. " If you'll excuse me, I'm going to take my mid- morning nap".
Like he said, there was nothing to do.
Harry remained where he was after left the room through a door in the back of his office.
" Suspicious as you've always been" the familiar voice from the Sorting Hat spoke from the top of the book shelves, taking on it's life form.
Harry glared at it, " tell me something. You've always sorted members of the same family into the same house. Why not the Daniel's sisters?".
The hat moaned, " children can take on qualities from either parent, making them different people" it sounded like his earlier speech in class, " you, however, are identical to your father".
" What's so different about Olivia and Adrianna?".
" Adrianna is more like her father, Olivia, her mother. I remember sorting both her parents. Her mother went into Ravenclaw, but her father, I had no choice but to place in Slytherin".
He nearly choked, " Slytherin? Why?".
The hat looked as though he was giving some sort of stern expression at Harry, but it was always hard to tell.
" I'm not the Question Hat. Some things you'll just have to find out on your own".
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