The stranger
The three of them froze, staring at her, jaws dropped. The girl rolled her eyes the same way Draco Malfoy had rolled his eyes at them over and over again. She sat up slowly, painfully, careful not to wake the men on either side of her.
"Take off the Cloak."
Hesitantly they obeyed. Her eyes wandered over them, seemingly piercing into their very souls.
"How did you-?" asked Ron. Her blue eyes twinkled with amusement.
"That's a long story," she whispered. "But that's not what your here for is it?"
They did not answer.
"My name is Renee Elizabeth Landon-Malfoy; and this is my family."
"Your family?" asked Harry.
"Severus Snape, my godfather, and father in every way but one; and Draco; my annoying, pathetic, silly, overprotective, perfect... brother."
"Harry!"
Harry rolled his eyes, turning over in bed and pulling back the curtain.
"What is it Ron?"
"I know how we can find out who she is!" he whispered excitedly.
Harry sat upright in bed.
"How?" he asked.
This time Ron rolled his eyes.
"The Marauders Map!" he said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Harry resisted the urge to slap himself in the forehead. How could they not think of that? Feeling like nothing more than a gossiping school girl, he reached underneath his bed, and pulled out the map.
"Let's get Hermione!" said Ron.
Twenty minutes later, Ron, Harry and Hermione were crowded over the Marauders Map in the Common Room. Unable to get into the Girls dormitories, the boys had spent fifteen minutes convincing a Seventh Year girl who had been 'studying' with her boyfriend, to go and wake her up.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," Harry whispered tapping the parchment with his wand. They quickly scanned the Map for the Hospital Wing.
"I think I'm hallucinating again," murmured Ron. Hermione blinked a few times, as though expecting the name to disappear. But it didn't. Harry stared at the map. The strange girl was in the bed between Severus Snape's little black dot and Draco Malfoy's little black dot. Her name...
Harry shook his head.
"Who's up for a trip to the Hospital Wing?"
It had been three days since the arrival of the strange girl. Madam Pomfrey had forbidden all visitors, as she needed alot of rest, from expending so much magical energy in apparating with six eleven year olds. The Daily Prophet had not mentioned her name, and the other Merlin kids refused to speak about her, in fear of 'jinxing' her recovery. Malfoy had not spoken about her either, although both he and Professor Snape seemed a great deal more tired than usual. Malfoy even had small circles underneath his eyes. The school was abuzz with curiosity.
"Ouch Ron that was my foot!"
"Sorry Mione!"
"Would you two cut it out! Someone will hear us!"
The three fifteen year olds were creeping down the halls towards the Hospital Wing, underneath the Invisibility Cloak. However, they were not as small as they once were, and keeping covered without trampling on each other's feet was rather difficult.
"Shush, we're here!" whispered Harry.
The door of the Hospital Wing was open slightly, just enough for them to slip through sideways. They moved towards the far end of the Wing, where her bed would be, and what they saw just shocked them even more.
Draco Malfoy was sleeping on one of the beds, lying next to him was the strange girl, her blonde hair sprawled out around her, her eyes also closed. At her side, sat Professor Snape, his head lying on the bed, emitting a low snore; and both him and Draco Malfoy were holding her hands.
"Bloody hell!" whispered Ron.
"SHUSH!" snapped Hermione quietly.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Let's get out of here!" he murmured.
"Don't leave on my account," a weak voice called to them. The blonde girl was staring at them. "But you know you really shouldn't spy on people. It's rude."
The three of them froze, staring at her, jaws dropped. The girl rolled her eyes the same way Draco Malfoy had rolled his eyes at them over and over again. She sat up slowly, painfully, careful not to wake the men on either side of her.
"Take off the Cloak."
Hesitantly they obeyed. Her eyes wandered over them, seemingly piercing into their very souls.
"How did you-?" asked Ron. Her blue eyes twinkled with amusement.
"That's a long story," she whispered. "But that's not what your here for is it?"
They did not answer.
"My name is Renee Elizabeth Landon-Malfoy; and this is my family."
"Your family?" asked Harry.
"Severus Snape, my godfather, and father in every way but one; and Draco; my annoying, pathetic, silly, overprotective, perfect... brother"