I dashed forward and grabbed Harry's wand from his hand. I would not allow him to get expelled. Hogwarts was all we had now... we couldn't lose it in addition to everything else.

"The rules haven't changed Harry, you'll be expelled. Don't risk it!" I said practically begging him.

"Oh you," snarled the voice of Dudley. I whirled around to face my cousin.

"Yes, me," I said scoffingly. Two strong hands pushed me to the ground. Spots danced in my eyes as my back made impact with the hard ground. Unfortunately, the two boys decided to continue their argument.

"Not so brave at night are you?" Dudley asked Harry mockingly. I instantly tensed up when I realized what he was talking about.

"No," I muttered in disbelief. But what else could Dudley be talking about?

"This is night Diddykins. That's what we call it when it gets all dark like this," said Harry sarcastically.

"I mean in your bed,"

"What do you mean I'm not brave in bed? What am I afraid of pillows or something?" Said Harry not phased in the slightest.

"I hear you last night talking in your sleep," I managed to stagger to my feet.

"What do you mean?" Queried Harry. I could tell he was trying to still look brave, but that he was actually nervous.

" 'Don't kill Cedric, don't kill Cedric' Who's Cedric? Your boyfriend?" Dudley mocked. Anger bubbled inside of me. Don't insult my brother or Cedric Diggory! Besides, what did Dudley know?

"I- you're lying-" stammered Harry. I had the unfortunate gift of knowing my cousin was not lying.

" 'Help me mum, dad he's killed Cedric. He's dead Cedric's dead' I'm warning you don't point that thing at me!" He said as Harry held his wand at him.

"Harry!" I screamed rushing towards him.

"Stay out of this, you stupid twit!" Dudley commanded trying to push me back again. This time I managed to stay on my feet.

"What do you know Dudley? You have no clue who Cedric is." I growled.

"Oh, so Cedric is your boyfriend?" Dudley said in a clarifying tone.

"No, Cedric is not my boyfriend. Cedric is dead! Perfectly innocent and dead-" I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes.

"Eliza, stay out of this! Calm down, okay?" Harry stated. I shook my head.

"He doesn't know a damn thing!"

"You little bit-" Harry cut Dudley off.

Meanwhile a few tears had run down my face. Cedric Diggory didn't deserve to die and yet he had. Why the hell was I still alive if he wasn't?" I took deep breaths to collect myself.

They two verbal fought back and forth for a few more minutes. Then, all went dark. Dudley gave a cold gasp. The warm summers evening was suddenly freezing cold.

"What are you doing? S-stop!" Commanded Dudley incredibly terrified.

"Harry-" I began quietly, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice as I started trying to find where I was in the dark.

"Quiet," Harry demanded.

"What did you do?!" Asked Dudley again.

"Harry, it's what dementors do-" I began.

I wasn't able to finish my sentence before I felt the coldness come over me. A dementor was attacking me, the realization was enough to make me faint.

"Harry-" I screamed as loud as I could but all was going dark. I felt my shirt being pulled from the dementor that was attacking me. I tried to grab my wand from my pants but it was quite difficult.

Dudley was being attacked. Even though I hated the kid and i wanted to help him, I couldn't have stopped a dementor if I had wanted to. I was bad at that spell. I couldn't breath and was beginning to panic when Harry did just what I had hoped he would.

"Expecto Patronum.... Expecto Patronum ... EXPECTO PATRONUM!" A huge gust of wind blew around me and I dropped to the ground, trying to catch my breath.

Harry looked at me quickly  before we simultaneously ran towards Dudley. The dementor had almost performed the dementors kiss. Which, if he had succeeded, would have sucked the soul out of Dudley. Having your guardian aunt and uncle's only son's soul sucked out of him while you were with him isn't the best way to win over relatives, if you get what I mean.

Harry began shaking Dudley on the ground. I dropped to my knees and snapped my fingers in front of his eyes.

From behind me I could hear someone, it was Mrs. Figg, one of our older neighbors. The woman stopped in her tracks exclaiming  "Don't put your wands away! What if they come back?I'm going to kill Mundungus Fletcher,"

On the walk back to our house, Harry and I supported Dudley. He felt like a massive weight against my shoulder and caused me extreme pain. Seriously, I might as well heave been towing a car against my shoulder. Mrs. Figg explained that she and a man named Mundungus had been told by Dumbledore to watch us over the summer break because of Voldemort. She explained that she was a squib and had no magical powers, but that she had ways to contact Dumbledore if needed. And with that news, she left us at the door of 4 Privet Drive warning that Harry couldn't leave the house no matter what.

The house seemed more intimidating than I remembered it. I didn't want to go inside. I was okay with spending a night in the park, and to be honest I would have preferred it.

"We'd better go in," I mumbled, eyeing the front door nervously.

Harry nodded and we stumbled inside through the doorway. We managed to sit Dudley on the couch as Aunt Petunia obsessed over what had happened to Dudley.

"Who did this to you?" Asked Aunt Petunia. A wave of anxiety rolled over me. Dudley growled and pointed a finger at Harry.

"Wait, no that's not true!" I defnded quickly. "This was not Harry's fault!"

Next thing I knew, I was being ushered- well, not really ushered, more like forced- up the stairs by Vernon Dursley and into my room where I heard a door lock behind me.

I was in a panic about what was going to happen to Harry. They can't expell you if it's a emergency, and that had been a emergency. Harry could still go to Hogwarts. Everything would be okay... We would make it out alive no matter what happened.

I heard shouts coming from down the stairs but, I didn't want to listen to what was being said. I just paced around the room anxiously.Harry probably was going to make a run for it, he was that sort of person. I planted myself on the old half-spinny desk chair by the window that stared down at the street below me in case something went wrong. I stared for what seemed like hours. Then, something caught my eye... a owl. And three more. All looked as though they flew through the kitchen window to Harry.

"Nothings wrong." I mumbled to myself. Who was I kidding though? Four owls in one night? That never happened. I don't know exactly what happened next. But I fell onto the ground and all went dark...

"My Ellie, how wonderful to see you came on time today," rang a shrill voice.

"I don't think I had much of a choice, Tom," I said quietly as I tried to move my arms and legs from the chair they were on.

"It's no use my dear," said the voice.

In front of me was a pale boy with dark hair and green eyes. He was quite handsome but by the looks of it a bit off his rocker. There was a crazy glint in his eyes.

"Tom," I said desperately. "Please... stop this... you're scaring me," I pleaded.

"It wouldn't be so bad if you did what I asked willingly," said the boy named Tom.

"Please... Just leave me alone and undo this. Please, I'll do whatever you want just-" I said.

Tom crouched down beside me and brushed a piece of hair from my face. I felt repulsed.

"Oh, that I could my dearest Ellie, oh that I could," breathed Tom.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked calmly.

"Here? Why, it's our new place... Just for you and me... Isn't it lovely?" Nothing was really in focus pertaining to the background.

"Tom Marvalo-" as I said this his eyes flashed red. "please don't-" I said as my eyes started to fill with tears.

Tom picked up his wand and:

"Crucio"

And with that all went dark.
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I woke up in a state of shock. My body was covered in a layer of cold sweat. I struggled to stand up while still hearing yelling from downstairs. It took me a while to realize it was only a dream... a horrible dream. My knees shook as I stood up and walked to the closet Harry and myself shared. I pulled on one of his old plain white t-shirts and started pacing around the room as I tied my hair in a high pony tail.

"Tom Marvalo Riddle is Voldemort," I mumbled to myself. "Why did I have such a vivid nightmare about Voldemort? It didn't feel like a dream though it felt... Like a memory," It was like I could feel the pain of the curse on me. I never wanted to feel that again.

My feet amanged to get me over to the desk chair and I took a seat, feeling exhausted. It was only a few minutes before I spotted a owl swooping into my bedroom window. I grabbed picked a letter from the owl, and it waited on my window ledge. Perhaps it wanted a reply?

Elizabeth,
Make sure Harry doesn't leave. Important! Contact me if you need to.
- Sirius Black

I grabbed a quill and piece of paper.

Sirius,
I'll do all I can... Problem is Dursleys locked me in Harry and my room. Can't leave. Watching out the window for him though. I hear yelling. Any updates on what's happening? Confused...
- Eliza potter

And I sent that letter. Hours later and after much more yelling the moon still shown in my room. A distraught Harry walked through our bedroom door. I ran over to my brother and stared at him expectantly. He just shook his head and walked over to the closet, changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants then climbed to bed.

I decided not to pry. He quite obviously did not want to talk about whatever had happened. Although I was itching to know, I knew that would be selfish. So I followed Harry's suit of going to bed and crawled into my blankets on the ground. Sleep did not come to me. I laid staring at the bedroom window. The moonlight shown onto our wooden bedroom floor, crystal clear. The occasionally lonely car would speed down the street adding a nice background noise.

After us both laying for a while Harry decided to break the silence.

"I might be expelled from Hogwarts,"
My heart beat fast.

"How?" My throat felt dry.

There was silence for a long while after. It was a stiff silence. The kind that you can't just ignore and sleep off.

After at least a half hour I heard Harry sigh deeply. I got up off the floor and climbed onto the bed next to him. My sat up and hugged his knees to his chest, I did the same.

"Harry, do you know what I do when I'm nervous or scared?" I whispered staring out down onto the bedroom floor.

"What?" asked Harry after about a minute.

"I imagine what mom and dad would have done. I know it's quite childish... But it always seems to help a little bit. I know I never met them... Or saw them... Hell, Harry they performed a emergency c-section in our dead mums body to get me out alive" Harry flinched when I said hell. Tut-tut Harry, I won't be young forever!

"But Harry, they can't expell you. You don't have to tell me what's happened. Though I did see a lot of owls coming in and out of the house... and I heard lots of yelling. For a while, I- um- fell asleep," I said debating on whether or not to tell him about my dream.

"Eliza," said Harry after awhile. "Have I ever told you of when I saw mum and dad in the mirror of erised?" asked Harry mindlessly.

"Yes... About a million times," I responded with a small laugh.

"You're right," he sighed.

And with that my brother Harry laid down and got under the covers of the bed and patted for me to lay down next to him, which I did willingly. We fell asleep... hand in hand. And in that moment, I was more thankful for my brother than I had ever been. Sure, we had been through bad times before and gotten through them. But right now, I think we both needed each other. Harry was my best friend, simple as that.

I don't know how I could ever live without him.

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Published originally: June 20, 2016
Update: May 19, 2017

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