[A/N: Hannah is back! Rejoice, rejoice! If you're new you'll probably want to check out "Fifth Year Kix Grass", as this is a sequel, but if you think you're hardcore enough to get a handle on the story without the story before it, more power to you. If you're not new, welcome back, and either way, enjoy!]

"That's nine letters," I said to Kassia who sat across from me at the kitchen table. "He has written me nine times in two weeks."

"I already told you, it may seem like he doesn't have a soul, but after you broke up with, there were tears. Draco Malfoy tears, which I'm sure you know is unheard of," Kassia said.

"Should I read them?" I asked.

Kassia shrugged. "Are you going to be able to maintain your composure or are you going to start crying about how much you miss him and how much a mistake breaking up with him was?"

"I didn't make a mistake," I said firmly.

"You say that now. Two hours from now you're going to be crying about him again," Kassia said.

"No, no more crying," I said.

"You said that yesterday," Kassia said. I frowned at her. "Don't look at me like that. You know how you are."

"I'm going to read them," I said.

Just as I was about to open the first letter, the kitchen door burst open. Tonks and Lupin walked in.

"Hello," Tonks said to me briefly before turning back around to Lupin. "You're being ridiculous."

"I am not," he replied. "And I'm not going to discuss this with you here. In fact, I don't think I'm going to discuss this with you at all."

Tonks scoffed. "Now, I don't think you're being ridiculous. I think you're avoiding the issue."

"And why shouldn't I?" he asked.

"I think you'll regret it later," she said going over to the sink. She grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and filled it with water.

"I think you would actually regret it in the long run," he said.

Tonks laughed. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

Lupin shook his head. "As I said before, this is neither the time nor the place to have this discussion."

"Oh, don't mind us," I said. "I could use a distraction anyhow."

"Yeah, she's probably this close to writing Draco a letter about how much she regrets what she did," Kassia said.

"I don't regret it," I said.

"Not at the moment you don't," Kassia said.

"No, Remus is right. We can talk later," Tonks said. "What's going on with you?"

"She was just about to read her letters from Draco when you walked in," Kassia said.

"Oh, bad idea," Tonks said. "You'll just end up crying by the end of it. Trust me. You don't want to hear what he has to say because you'll either end up missing him, being angry with him, or feeling bad. Totally not worth it."

"So you're just going to ignore him?" Lupin asked.

"Only to spare herself her own feelings," Tonks said.

"And what about his?" Lupin said.

"He had his chance to not be a jackass didn't he? If she opens those letters it's only going to make it harder for her to move on," Tonks said.

Lupin sighed. "Guys always get the short end of the stick when relationships end."

"Hannah, trust me, don't read them," Tonks said.

I took a deep breath and pushed the letters away. "Fine. I won't."

"Good, I approve," Tonks said. "How's your summer been so far?"

Kassia and I both groaned.

"Fine when Veronica isn't here," Kassia said.

"What? I like Veronica quite a lot. What's it about her you don't like?" Tonks asked.

"It's not so much a problem with Veronica. It's more a problem with Veronica staying over the night with Sirius," I said.

"They are nasty and loud," Kassia said.

Tonks and Lupin laughed.

"Really?" Lupin asked.

"Really," I said.

"How unfortunate for you," he said. I rolled my eyes.

Lupin would've been here to hopefully save Kassia and me from Sirius and Veronica, but the week before school ended, Bill and Fleur got themselves engaged and moved in together. This left Tonks with a spare room in her flat and she kindly took Lupin in as her flat mate.

"Where is he anyway?" Tonks asked.

"Upstairs sleeping for once," I said.

"Yeah. We've decided to confront him about it today," Kassia said.

"Yes. He can shag his girlfriend all he likes as long as he puts the Imperturbable Charm on his room," I said.

"You know, I think there are some things you probably shouldn't say to Sirius and that falls under the category of one of them. I will talk to him," Lupin said.

"And I'll go too, you know. It's not like he's my godfather," Kassia said.

"Alright, then," Lupin said. He and Kassia walked upstairs.

"So, what were you and Lupin going on about?" I asked.

Tonks chuckled. "Nosy much?"

"I prefer being called curious to nosy," I said.

Tonks smiled at me. "It's nothing important. Friends quarrel sometimes, I'm sure you know."

"Are you sure it's nothing? Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm fine," she said in surprise. "Why do you ask?"

"You look peaky," I said.

"Do I?" she asked. I nodded. "Strange. . . I'm going to go. . . See you around."

Tonks sat her half-full glass of water down on the sink and walked right out the front door.

Not too long after, Sirius, Kassia, and Lupin came back into the kitchen.

"Where did she go?" Lupin asked.

"I dunno. All I did was inquire about what you two were bickering about before, then I told her she looked peaky. After I said that she got this very distant look on her face and left," I said. "But whatever, I know she's weird."

"Yeah, weird, that's the perfect word," Sirius said looking over to Lupin.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lupin asked.

"No reason," Sirius said. He looked over to me. "Hannah, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Harry will be coming. I'm sure you've been going crazy only having Devil Child here to keep you company."

"No, Sirius, I believe that you were the one probably driving her crazy this time," Kassia said rolling her eyes.

"Hey, guess who I wasn't talking to?" Sirius said. I shook my head. "Anyway, Hermione, Ginny, and Ron should be here in a few minutes. Harry won't be arriving until tonight. In the meantime, I've got some business to attend so I'll be back later tonight."

"It's weird seeing you come and go as you like," I said.

"I know what you mean," Sirius said. "I'll see you later, Goober, Moony, Demon Child."

Sirius walked out of the front door. A second later, Ron, Hermione and Ginny came dashing in.

"Ah, still in the chair I see," Ron said.

"You know she said four weeks," Hermione said. "One more, right?"

"Six days and I'm back on my feet, mostly," I said.

"You should get a really cool cane, you know, with a sword inside," Ron said.

"Awe that would be awesome!" I said.

"Absolutely not," Lupin said.

"Darn," I said.

"Better go unpack," Ginny said.

I groaned. "Stairs are my enemy."

"I can get you up those stairs," Ron said stretching.

"Oh, jeez," Ginny said, face-palming herself. "He's been 'working out' for the two weeks we've been home and now he's convinced he's some kind of muscle man."

"I never said that, but I can at least carry Hannah up three flights of stairs. She barely weighs 110 pounds soaking wet," Ron said. "Let's do this, Potter."

"Good luck, Weasley. Drop me and you could paralyze me forever, but no pressure," I said.

Ron rolled his eyes and scooped me up into his arms. "Let us venture forth to the upstairs."

"You're a lucky woman, Hermione," Kassia said.

"I know," she said.

Ron walked me upstairs to my room and sat me down my bed, then he collapsed onto the floor trying to catch his breath.

"You did great, Ron, though I felt you struggling those last few steps," I said.

"Last time I do anything nice for you," Ron said.

"Hey, you still have to get me down the stairs," I said. Ron groaned as the girls walked into the room. "So, why are you being so nice anyway?"

"What?" Ron asked.

"You come in and immediately ask me about my physical health. Since when has my health ever been important to you?" I asked. "Remember when I got chicken pox and you were keen to lock me outside of your house until they were gone?"

"I was eight," Ron said.

"And clearly you haven't grown up much," Hermione said.

"Well, it's obvious, why he's being so nice, Hannah. He knows something bad about Draco," Kassia said.

"Do not," Ron said with a scoff.

"Don't lie to me, Ron," I said.

"You know something about Draco and didn't tell me?" Hermione asked.

"NO!" Ron said.

"Don't lie to me. I'll kick your ass," Hermione threatened.

Ron's face sank and he let out a sigh. "Fine."

"Hey, since when don't my threats work on you?" I asked.

"Since you became a parallelogram," Ron said.

". . . Paraplegic," we corrected him at once.

"Anyway, tell us, now," Ginny said. "This happened that day Fred took you out to get fitted for your tuxedo two days ago didn't it? I thought you were acting funny."

"Tell me, Ron," I said.

"No. I don't want to. You seem so cheerful and happy right now and I know if I tell you it'll only ruin your mood," he said. "I saw it and it made me angry."

"Look, I'm going to go visit Blaise in a few days and guess who's staying the summer at his house?" Kassia asked. "She's going to find out one way or another."

Ron groaned. "Please don't cry, Hannah. I hate when you cry."

"Just get it over with," Ginny said.

". . . I saw Draco walking around Diagon Alley with this Slytherin girl," Ron said.

I gasped. "What? Who?"

"Some fourth year. . . Astoria Greengrass I think her name is," Ron said.

Kassia shook her head. "You know, as soon as you were broken up she started movin' in. Those Slytherin underclassmen have always been lusting after Draco."

"I cannot believe this. We were together for a year and a half! How can he just pick up and move on in three weeks? Three weeks? He just wrote to me today. . . Kassia, I need to read those letters," I said.

"No! What does it matter if he's with some other girl now? He's moved on. So should you," Ron said.

"You don't get it. I really loved Draco. I still do. And to think that he could just move on so easily after he told me how much he cared about me is just. . . It's crazy! It makes me feel like an idiot because if he can just pick up and move on like that then did he really care about me the way he said?" I asked.

"Oh. My. God. Where is Harry? I can't take you on by yourself," Ron said.

"I need to read what he said," I said. "I have to know why he's with her. I mean, she's like 12."

"15 actually. Same age difference as Emily and Fred actually," Ron said.

"Please don't reference your brother and our friend who are getting married in this situation, Ron," I said.

"My bad," he said.

"I'll go get your letters," Kassia said walking out the room.

I shook my head. "I mean, I can't even think about being with other guys right now and he's actually out and about with some little, fourth year, Slytherin hussy."

"Bitter much?" Ginny asked.

"Very bitter," I admitted.

"Well don't go down the road of dating someone you don't really like to irritate someone you do like," Ron said. "Doesn't end well."

"But, I have to admit," Kassia said, entering the room and tossing the letters onto my lap, "the next one makes it easier to move on from the old one."

"That sounds like the logic Harry used to get over Cho when he made out with Parvati," I said.

"And look at him. Hasn't thought about her in ages," Kassia said.

"Don't encourage her," Ginny said.

"But, if you ever do need a rebound I do know someone who might be a good candidate for you," Hermione said.

"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed in offense.

"Cormac," she went on to say.

"You're joking," Ginny said.

"No. I mean, I know he's kind of a prat and a bit thick headed, but he can be nice sometimes. I mean, obviously I wouldn't date him, but he's good company. Just avoid the whole making out scene. He gets very touchy-feely," Hermione said.

"Cormac McLaggen got touchy-feely with you?" Ron asked, finally sitting up from the floor.'

Hermione sighed. "I shall I bring up how touchy-feely you were with Lavender Brown?"

Ron leered at Hermione. "You win this round." He laid back down on the floor.

"Don't do it, Hannah," Ginny said.

"We'll see how I feel after I read these letters," I said. "And get a few answers."