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Snape's Daughter: Chapter Twenty-Two:

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Chapter Twenty-Two:

I sat in the Gryffindor Common Room with Hermione as Ron and Harry took their last OWLS exam, waiting impatiently until they were done so that there would be something to do.  It wasn't until half past two that they ran in, Harry looking haunted beyond belief and Ron looking just as confused as I felt.

"What's wrong Harry?"  Hermione questioned, jumping off the couch, I followed right behind her.

"He has Sirius."

I had no idea who "he" was but obviously it wasn't good that he had Sirius or else Harry wouldn't be freaking out and Hermione's face wouldn't have just drained of all color.

"It's got to be a trap, Harry!  There's no way he would even know where to find Sirius!"  Hermione grabbed Harry's hand, looking as if she weren't just trying to convince him but also herself.

"Look mate, there's only one way to figure out if it was a trick or not.  We'll have to get back to Umbridge's office and use her fireplace," Ron, for the first time since I'd known him, was actually being helpful, more so than even Hermione.

"Yeah, good idea.  Come on!"  Harry immediately began striding towards the portrait before Hermione intercepted him.

"We can't go right now, Harry!  What if we're caught!  We should at least get a few people to help us keep a look out!"

Breathing deeply, Harry nodded.  "You're right.  Find Ginny, Neville and Luna.  I know they'll help.  Lily, what about you?"

"Of course, I'll help, Harry!  Do you even have to ask?"  Honestly, I was offended.  He knew that Sirius was my biological father, and even if I didn't want to call him Dad, he was still important to me either way.   He was like my favorite Uncle, I suppose. 

"I'll find Luna, Lily you find Neville and Ron can find Ginny.  Harry you meet us at the end of the hall that Umbridge's office is at, and whatever you do, do not go in alone, do you understand?"

Harry nodded, his eyes filled with fire yet still showing how scared he was.  Honestly, all of the stuff I've heard about him from everyone else it terrible and for a fifteen year old boy to have to go through it was just awful.  He didn't deserve any of it, and he certainly didn't need this drama with Sirius either, but I really hoped my biological father was all right..

Sighing, I waved before heading toward the Great Hall, hoping that Neville was pretty easy to find.

He wasn't eating, nor at the Quidditch field but after several minutes, I finally decided to check the greenhouse.  I remembered someone mentioning that he loved Herbology, so perhaps that's where he was.

"Neville?  Are you in here?"

A head jerked up from on the table, smiling at me.  Nervous Neville.