Harry Potter - The Next Chapter

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Harry looked at me. He looked a little shocked, scared, and sad. Understandably. He had just read a letter from his dead mother. Our dead mother. How odd. I didn’t know how I would tell my living parents… The Grangers. I eventually decided that they didn’t need to know. Whether they know they adopted me or they were obliviated and think I am their daughter, no harm would come to them by my not telling them about this. Harry handed my letter to Ron, who read it as well.
“Blimey! So you two, you’re brother and sister? That’s bloody mad!” he exclaimed in his cute, crude, blunt way.
“So, you get why you can’t tell anyone, right? Not even your family?” I asked Ron.
“’Course, Mione, but you won’t even tell the Grangers?”
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“I think we should,” I say resolutely.
Harry and Ron looked at each other.
“Same here,” said Ron.
Harry motioned to Ginny and Luna.
“Hey guys, we have something to show…er…tell you… just not here. Later. How about the astronomy tower at 9 o’clock? If you see Neville, tell him to come too, cool?” Harry said.
Luna, Ron, his sister, and I showed signs of affirmation and Luna and Ginny scattered, probably to their common rooms to get their coats for the match.

A few hours later, I was sitting in the Quidditch stands with Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati. Ron was actually playing quite well and had stopped several attempts on the rings. Harry was flying around very high, looking for the snitch and vaguely watching the proceedings with the Quaffle meters below. Every time Ronald made a save, Lavender, sitting to my right screeched in some unearthly pitch and blubbered over how wonderful he was. I wanted to vomit. And no, I wasn’t jealous. He didn’t like her, so there was nothing to be jealous of.
Gryffindor and Slytherin were tied at 60-60. Harry seemed to finally see the snitch, and Draco, watching Harry, flew off after him. The two boys went into a steep dive and were moving so fast I felt queasy. Oh, Harry! Be careful!! I could hardly watch. Quidditch scared me. Watching my best friends flying at extremely high speeds, with heavy Bludgers flying around trying to knock them off their thin, little brooms to the hard ground, so far below.
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