A/N: Well.... after a very very very VERY long time, I've finaly uploaded the next chapter :\ Sorry.... Anyways, I hopes you likes it :3
As we all filed into the room, I was getting more and more nervous. I have to think of something else that scares me. Voldemort? Nah, I don't have nightmares about him and I don't even know what he looks like (poor Harrykins). Um, the Dementors are pretty scary, but I can't stop thinking about saying good bye. It always makes me sad. "Alright everyone, before we get rid of any Boggarts, you'll need to know the spell to repel them. It's Riddikulus. Now say it without your wands, please."
"Riddikulus." Everyone repeated after him. Some of the girls, mainly What's-Her-Face-Who-Should-Be-In-Slytherin. It was so annoying. I wanted to hit her. It was bad enough I was already in a bad mood because of everyone finding out about my Boggart and I didn't need her to be there and giggle like an idiot.
"Great, now that you all know the spell, let's get started. Please form a line." As everyone moved to get in line, I decided to just hide in the back of the line. I know Uncle Moony couldn't get through all of us. I held my breath as he tapped his wand on the desk drawer. I was wrong, this was much worst. Nearly half the class was truly afraid of me when I've had one too many chocolate frogs. It made me feel terrible. I couldn't take it anymore as the 15th person made me look literally ridiculous. So I did what I do best, sneak out of the room. I went to Uncle Moony's office and waited for him there. I always feel better after I've talked to him. Why do I have to do all these stupid things? No one would be truly afraid of me after I ate one too many chocolate frogs if I hadn't ate 'Mione's stash. Why did I have to do something so stupid? I sat down in the chair sitting across from Uncle Moony's. I sighed and just waited for Uncle Moony to come. I honestly didn't care if I missed the next class or not. I'm in no mood to bother with class anymore, let alone care about missing it. 'Mione would be scolding me right now, but oh well. If she felt what I'm feeling right now, she wouldn't bother with classes either. I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die. Maybe everyone would be happier if I did die.
"Lizzie, are you okay?" Uncle Moony's voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah... no... maybe." I said shrugging. He sat on the edge of his desk next to me and I just hugged him. I needed a good hug right about now. He hugged me back tightly. "When I saw everyone's greatest fears, I started to feel terrible."
"I know you didn't mean to do what you did, Lizzie." I smiled.
"I know you do... You seem to be the only one who does know that..." I said sighing.
"What about Draco Malfoy?" I flushed.
"What about him?"
"I heard from Professor Snape that he stuck up for you in the middle of Professor Snape's class and was rewarded a detention." I smiled. That was really sweet of him.
"Yeah, he did. I know he doesn't think I meant it. I don't know how, but I just do." I said looking up at Uncle Moony. He smiled.
"That's good to hear. Now you better get to Professor McGonagall's class before she rewards you with a detention." I smiled and nodded.
"Thanks for listening Uncle Moony."
"Anything for my Goddaughter." He said ruffling my hair. I narrowed my eyes at him and he just chuckled. I guess it makes sense because he's a werewolf and there really isn't anything that scary about me when I narrow my eyes at him. Ah well... I made it to McGonagall's class just before the final bell rang. She just raised her eyebrows at me as I was the last one to sit down. I just shrugged and she started teaching. She's just cool like that. I still feel terrible about everyone's fear but I wasn't going to let it get me down yet. I know it'll happen eventually, but I don't want to break down in McGonagall's class. Maybe I can break down at lunch. It's right after McGonagall's class... yes, that's what I'll do. I'll go have a meltdown in the ROR or in the Astronomy Tower. I'd probably have a better chance in the ROR. Yes, I'll go to the ROR. Hopefully Fred and George won't come look me. I don't want them to worry about me but I don't want any company for the time being.
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Elizabeth Lily Evans Potter was taken by her 'uncle' Moony at the age of two on the day that Lily and James Potter died. Remus was there to take Harry as well, but as you can tell, it didn't work out the way they had planned it. Voldemort got there...