There is no place like home

Chapter 2:
I\'ve heard so much about you already.

Diagon Alley

\"Did you see his face? It was priceless! But what did you want with him and his father?\" Harry looked concerned at his older sister.

\"Nothing really. We were just having a nice little conversation. And you\'re sure he\'s a horrible little ferret?\" Now she was watched like she was mad.

\"That\'s Malfoy Janne! He\'s been horrible to us since day one. How could he not be horrible?\" Ron cut in. \"He is an arrogant little cry baby. Perfect Slytherin really, always trying to get us in trouble and he says horrible things to Hermione too. You should stay away from this Slytherins. They\'re all bad. Besides...\"

\"Ron!\" Harry tried to cut in but Ron wasn\'t listening.

\"I mean Slytherins! They have a snake in their banner and you know about Salazar...\"

\"RON!\" Harry nearly punched his best friend who was now looking curiously at Harry, because of his sudden outburst.

\"Yes Harry?\" He looked absolutely confused.

Janira laughed. \"What my dear brother is trying to imply is, that I \'m in Slytherin and that maybe you should not rant on about my house any longer.\" She stayed playful and smiling but now there was steel in her eyes.

Ron stared at her open mouthed. \"You can\'t be serious?! That\'s rubbish! You\'ll be in Gryffindor like Harry!\", Ron protested.

Hermione snorted. \"Not all siblings go to the same houses Ron! Look at Padma and Parvati! Really do you EVER look in your books?\"

But now she was looking at her best friends sister with different eyes. She\'d known she wouldn\'t be in Gryffindor. She had counted on Ravenclaw, cause there was a spark of intelligence in her eyes that was not to be overseen. But Slytherin? Although it did fit. She\'d seen the wicked pleasure with that Janira had told Draco and Lucius her name and the way she called back to them. Definitely Slytherin.

Harry drew his sister protectively closer to him. \"Hey! She may be in Slytherin but she\'s my sister. She wont do anything bad to us, O.K. Remember the sorting hat tried to put me in Slytherin too, but I talked him out of it. It\'s maybe just because she was touched by Voldemort too.\"

Janira smiled and hugged Harry, but didn\'t say anything. She knew that this was what he wanted to believe. Ron and Hermione stared.

\"You were there? When You-Know-Who... killed Harry\'s parents?\" Hermione\'s voice was but a whisper.

Janne shrugged her shoulders gracefully. \"Yeah, I was there too when Riddle killed James and Mom.\" She went silent for a moment. \"When he tried to kill us two also.\"

Ron frowned in confusion and Janne idly wondered if that boy was this slow or just playacted.

\"But there is no scar on your head. There is supposed to be a scar if that\'s true and you were there with Harry!\"

Probably the first. She sighed. \"There is nor rule that says it has to be on my forehead. But before you ask, yes I\'ve got a neat lightning scar too.\"

She drew down the left site of her shirt and revealed her shoulder area. There on her left side under her collarbone was the scar. It was the mirror image of Harry\'s scar.

Hermione studied it frowning. \"It looks like Harry\'s, but still there is something different.\"

Janira began to really like this girl. Very smart. She smiled. \"Yes it\'s the mirror image of Harry\'s. If he would lay his head against my shoulder they would perfectly fit over one another.\"

Ron just stared. Harry grinned. \"Yep, she even told me why, but I\'m not saying! But back to the question: Why did you ask about Malfoy?\" This really nagged on Harry. She was his sister. She was supposed to be on his side.

Again shrugging she answered. \"Because he was awfully sweet and charming, even if he just tried to get into my pants. He really was quite dashing. However…\" Again they stared. Janne began to feel stupid. \"Oh come on! It\'s not that awful. There are guys trying to bed me all the time and they don\'t usually look this tasty.\" Now even their mouths hung open.

\"Malfoy? Looking tasty?! Harry he doped her. He gave her something!\" Ron looked worriedly at her.

Hermione silently agreed with Janira. Malfoy looked hot, but it would be over her dead body if she\'d admit that out loud. She hated his guts.

Harry tried to speak but to no avail. He couldn\'t.

\"None doped me and I\'m perfectly aware of the fact that you don\'t like him. And now lets drop this troublesome subject and find a more pleasant matter to discuss. Or more urgent. I still need a uniform for school and all this other stuff.\"

So they first went to Madame Malkins, Malfoy all forgotten.

Five minutes after entering the shop there was the first problem. \"I am not going to wear a skirt. No way in hell.\" Janira stared at the robes in horror.

The seamstress looked at her disapprovingly. \"That are the school robes for girls in Hogwarts.\"

She gazed at her poisonly. \"I don\'t give a fuck. I wont wear a skirt so kindly give me pants. Now!\"

Now the seamstress looked like she swallowed something nasty. Harry and his two friends had trouble holding back their laughter.

\"She really knows what she doesn\'t want.\" Hermione said giggling.

Harry grinned. \"Yes she does. I give the poor lady a minute before Janne finishes her of.\"

Ron just sniggered.

Thirty-four seconds later the seamstress was nearly crying and Janira was trying on pants that fitted the rest of her Hogwarts outfit. Harry, Hermione and Ron had lost their battle against laughter and were laughing so hard that tears streamed down their faces. Finally satisfied with her school outfit, she looked around for some dress robes.

\" You know, I don\'t think there was ever a girl in Hogwarts that ever refused to wear the skirts. I can already see Snape and his sour face. He won\'t even take points away, \'cause she\'s a Slytherin.\" Ron beamed.

Hermione looked a little disapproving. \"You know Janira, you bought the blouse and sweater a bit too tight don\'t you think? And the pants are a bit too loose around the waist, they will hang real low.\"

Janira laughed. \"But that is exactly the idea Herm.\" Janne threw the robes she just picked up to the side. \"You know what people? Let\'s give you all a make over. And we\'re going to go to a hairdresser later. Then we\'re shopping for new glasses, so why don\'t we throw you in and make this the official shopping day?\" She walked around Hermione and checked her over in a manner, which made her nervous.

\"I know just what would look absolutely stunning on you honey.\"

Hermione looked to Harry for advice but he only shrugged.

\"Don\'t look at me. I\'m getting the once over too.\" He grinned. \"Janne said, when she\'s trough with me there is no way that Cho can ignore me any longer.\"

Hermione was slowly warming to the idea but... \"What about Ron?\"

Harry looked ashamed and Ron\'s face had gotten redder than his hair in embarrassment.

\"I\'ll pass... But I\'ll help. Choosing you know.\"

Janira rolled her eyes. Why did she get the feeling she would regret her next step? \"Rubbish. It\'s all on Dad so come on!\" She dragged them off to search for some robes.

\"But Janne, will your dad not be mad at you? I mean this will cost him a fortune if you shop for all of us.\" Harry didn\'t want to make the impression that he and his friends just used her. He didn\'t want for her dad to take her away from him again.

She laughed somewhat bitterly. \"See if I care. He has enough of this silly gold. Look around and try on what you like and when it\'s approved we\'ll buy it. Simple isn\'t it?\" Throwing their doubts overboard they began their shopping.