Melana spotted Harry and her eyes lit up, though she still did not smile. "Harry!" the young girl yelled as she ran to Harry and hugged him tightly around the middle. He was the closest thing Melana had to a father now that her real father Sirius was dead. Melana usually only talked to Harry, although just the year before she had become used to talking to Hermione. Harry understood her, for he had no father or mother like Melana. The only thing was Melana's mum never loved her.