Bailey/ Beth's Point of View

Events from the past 11 years filled my head. Learning that Sirius one of my best friends killing Peter, another of our friends. Harry being taken from me in the ruins of my brother's house. Voldemort coming to kill me and Harry.

A scene was held in front of me. YEars later it seemed, Voldemort announcing to a huge crowd wth me close to the front. "Harry Potter is dead!" Another scene of Harry laying in the hospital wing still as a statue.

A fragment of memory with me, James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter running throught the woods in our animagus forms. Clips of the Daily Prophet with an image of Sirius yelling as they held him back. Clips announcing Harry as The Boy Who Lived.

I rolled over but felt an uncomfortable mattress beneath me. I groaned at the pain that radiated in my skull. Madame Pomfrey must have heard me because she bustled over to my bedside.

"Are you alright Beth? Everyone's worried about you especially the first years." She said as she stood beside me. I looked to the table beside me to see loads of cards and other small things from students. "I'm fine now I'll-" I tried to sit up but she pushed me back down gently.

"No you are to rest. Snape and Professor Quirell can handle your classes for now." She said which made me scowl I half-trusted Snape but Quirrell was a whole 'nother story. I haven't trusted him since I heard he would take up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. He just had gave me a feeling of chills and he always stared at me like he knew something about me that he found foul.

"Fine but allow me to write the homework assignments. I know what they are and aren't ready for." I said after taking a deep breath. She nodded in understanding and started handing me cards from my table.

I recieved my first set of visitors an hour or so after the last class of the day. Harry walked in with Hermione and Ron following him. I gave them a small smile, "I wondered when someone would try to save me." I joked with a small laugh.

The trio smiled in response. "So you will be warned, Snape and Quirrell," I spit Quirrell's name like a bad egg, "will handle my classes until I'm given the clear. But don't worry I'll grade everything and give the assignments." I winked to the end.

"But why Snape?! He's awful." Harry said with a look that reminded me so much of James. "Because sometimes Leons can only be cured with potions so we have to learn how to brew them." Hermione said with slight force. I smiled to myself as I opened another card from Neville, who had left 7 so far.

"Harry, aren't you gonna tell her?" Ron asked him, immediatley turning on my suspicious look. "Tell me what?" Ron had a look that said 'I should have kept my mouth shut.' (Yes Ron you should have.) "Harry's been made the seeker for the Gryffindor quidditch team!" HErmione blurted out earning slight glares from the boys. "What?! But you're all first years! *pinches the bridge of nose* How did it happen?" I asked closing my eyes.

They eventually amnaged to stutter out the story making me sigh. "You truly are like James." I said not realizing it slid from my mouth until it to late. All of them stared at me, "You knew my Dad? How?" Harry asked eagerly. I winced knowing I would have to lie to my nephew, which hurt me. "I would always watch the quidditch games and he was an excellent player."

They kinda looked like they didn't believe me but said nothing else. "Alright! Visiting hours are over. Off you go." Madame Pomfrey stated shooing them out of the wing. I shook my head before sighing.

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(This jumps to Halloween)

I sit the rest of the staff at the table watching the students enjoy the lovely feast. The elves seemed to always outdo themsleves during holidays. One place was left empty and it belonged to none other than Professor Quirrell.

"Minerva have you-" I was cut off by the professor running into the hall up to Dumbledore yelling, "A TROLL HAS MADE IT'S WAY INTO THE CASTLE!" Albus stood up. "Prefects lead your houses to your common rooms immediately!" He bellowed and the prefects began to herd their charges in front of them

"Where the hell is the blasted troll Quirrell?!" I asked him brandishing my wand in my hand. "Down by the dungeons." He gasped but a glint in his eye made me question the truth in his answer.

"Show us." Albus said and I silently gave my thanks. "I'm going to make sure no students have fallen behind." I said before walking out of the hall quickly. 2 pairs of feet followed behind me and I turned to see Snape and Mcgonagall behind me.

I sighed and nodded before continueing. As we neared the bathrooms however we could hear yelling and thuds. "Oh my god!" I whispered before we all ran in followed by Quirrell shortly after.

When we ran in we saw the troll on the floor unconscious and Harry, Ron, and Hermione all standing around it. "Oh my goodness! Explain yourselves both of you what happened." Mcgonagall said to the boys.

"It was my fault Professor Mcgonagall." "Mrs. Granger." "I went looking for the troll. I've read about them and thought I could handle it but I was wrong. If Harry and Ron hadn't come and found me........I would prbably be dead."

"Be that as it may it was an extremeley foolish thing to do. I would have expected more rational behavious on your part instead I'm dissapointed in you Miss Granger. Five points will be taken from Gryffindor for your serious lack of judement. As for you two gentlemen but i Just hope you realize how fortunate you are, not many first-year students could take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale. Five points, will be awarded to each of you, for sheer dumb luck." She left the restrooms and me and Snape followed soon after giving looks to Quirrell.

The three Gryffindors followed suit and I turned around. "You three follow me please. I wish to have a word with you privately." I said much to their apparent dismay. I had to look at Harry as nothing more than a student so I wouldn't give myself away.

Once we made it there I made sure the door locked behind me. "Now. Tell me the real story. I'm an expert with lies so tell me what really happened." I said after sitting down. "OK, you caught us....... *explains what happened* We ge tit if you wanna take points from us Professor." Harry said as they all looked to the ground.

I smiled sadly. "I remember saying those exact words with JAmes beside me in my fifth year." I said making them stare at me in shock. "With my dad? What happened?" Harry asked making me chuckle.

"Another time." I said When I can tell you the real truth. They all stumbled out of my office to their common room. I sighed before going through the door to my chambers. I pulled out another photo but this one held me, james, remus, sirius, and peter all sitting in the common room either playing Exploding Snap or eating snacks we got from the kitchens.

We had just made one of our most amazing things yet but it had been taken from James and I by Filch and we hadn't told anyone. Looking at he picture made me really wonder if any of our friendships had been real. Remus had vanished, James had been killed by Voldemort, Sirius had killed killed Peter, and I was left alone without them.

The last ones that are possibly alive were Remus and Sirius. If only I could go back and stop everything that tore us apart. Maybe then everything would be right. Harry could have his parents and godfather. I would have my brother and best friends, but I know its to late.

I have to accept that. I know I have to. I put the picture up before getting in bed. I felt a few tears slide down my cheeks but I wiped htem away and fell asleep. I miss you all. Good Night.