Finally! Summer break... Being the Girl Who Lived is stressful, but that's my life. There's nothing I can do. Sometimes I'm glad I live with muggles, even if they don't treat me well. After what's been happening lately, my twin brother Harry will not leave me alone! It's not my fault he gets involved in random dangerous things! He's just so overprotective!

"For the last time sis! I am NOT letting you sneak out!" Harry snapped at me.

"I am going whether you like it or not, Harry!" I told him as I jumped out the window and ran. I never told him this, but I suspect I'm being watched. That's why I brought a pocket knife with me. The reason why I never told Harry is because I knew he'd practically go mad. I have a scar just like his, except it's on the right side of my neck. Sure enough, at the corner of my eye, I saw him watching me while leaning on a tree except this time he had.. a bat...

Without turning around, I threw the knife, which barely missed him, then I spoke. "Is stalking girls your specialty, or do you think girls are weak? Also, can you put the bat down? You're scaring me a little bit."

He only said one word. "Impressive."

I turned to see that the bat he was holding was.. bloody. And so was he! "What on earth happened to you?"

He came up to me and put his hand on my scar. "Haven't you seen your brother like this once or twice?—"

Just then a swift shadow leapt onto the guy and they started wrestling.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY SISTER? GOT THAT?"

Harry...

"Dude, chill," the other guy pinned him to the tree he was leaning on.

I felt the blood he left on my neck. It was cold. Fresh, but cold. I dragged Harry away from this person covered in blood. Harry now had red stains all over. I had to use all my strength to hold him back and prevent him from lunging at the guy. He just shrugged and walked away, secretly passing me a note that said "Midnight. Alone." in blood. I slowly let go of Harry and he started going crazy.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? SNEAKING OUT ALONE! IF I WASN'T THERE HE WOULD'VE KILLED YOU!"

"Harry. I was doing perfectly fine on my own," I told him as I violently pulled the pocket knife out of the tree.

"Where did you get that from?" he asked me.

"Don't ask," I replied as we snuck back without our aunt, uncle, and cousin seeing. We both hand-washed the blood off our clothes. We also let our owls, Hedwig and Helin out of their cages. Harry and I didn't talk much after what happened, then after the awkward silence, he spoke up.

"Y/n. We need to report him to the muggle police."

"No Harry. You don't know what he's capable of. Plus, he could possibly be a wizard."

"Well, I'm going to. You don't have to agree with me, but I will—"

"Harry James Potter," I tell him in a dark tone. "If you dare go to them, I will hurt you."

"Oh really?" he said. "Try me."

I pulled him by the hair and started to strangle him. He tried pulling me off, but I didn't stop until he told me to.

"Y/n. I-I can't breathe."

I finally let go of him. "If you dare go to them you're so dead."

"Fine!" he replies with an attitude. "Just don't sneak out on me like that. I had no choice but to follow you!"

"Alright, alright," I tell him. "I won't sneak out again!"

"Good."

11:15 PM:

I dug into my bag of stuff from Hogwarts and I finally got it. The Sleeping Draught I made for absolutely no reason last year. It'll actually become useful. I also had some pumpkin juice. It's personally my favorite, but enough of that. I took the Sleeping Draught and poured some in the juice. I smiled and went to Harry, who was pacing back and forth.

"Hey Scarhead. Want something to drink?" I asked as I handed him the bottle.

Harry laughed. "Thanks sis," he said as he started drinking it. I saw how suddenly tired he looked, and I caught him before he fell (and also the bottle, but that's beside the point). I dragged him to his bed and took his glasses off. I felt guilty, but I didn't want him to go crazy again. He probably has enough to stress out about. The Dark Lord, Sirius Black being his godfather. All that.

I sat by his side and started playing with his hair. I somehow managed to stay awake as I later stood up and left for the place. It was a grassy, empty area. I had stuff ready in case I needed to defend myself. It was so dark outside, I had to use my wand for light.

"Hey..."

I turned to see the same guy from earlier. "Hello there. You wanted me here. Now what do you want?"

"Are we alone?" he asked.

"Yea," I replied. "I gave my brother a Sleeping Draught. You won't need to worry about him, if that's what you're scared of."

"Me? Scared?" he laughed. "Please. I was the one who pinned him against a tree today."

"You know if you'll just shut up and tell me what you want, I can go back and get my beauty sleep!" I told him, giving an attitude.

"Feisty there, are we, darling?" he stated as he tried to brush my hair. I twirled around and he turned with me.

"Don't. Call me. That."

"Where are my manners?" he chuckled. "I forgot to introduce myself."

"Go on, idiot," I told him. "Introduce yourself before I get really annoyed."

"Fine, fine," he laughed. I knew what he was trying to do. He found out I hate being kept waiting and he's trying to do just that. I gave him a stern look and he finally started introducing himself.