A/N: I have had requests to update SOON (ahemmm, Talon ;D) so here is the next chapter! Keep reviewing!

Love, even a small teenage crush, can become not only annoying, but EXCRUCIATINGLY painful.

Ever since discovering that I liked none other than Harry Potter, I have done nothing, it seems, but try to push my feelings away. If my parents find out, or, even worse, You-Know-Who himself, I'm done for. But they won't find out unless my feelings grow. SOOOO the only possible solution is to make sure they disappear.

But however hard I try, whenever I see him in The Great Hall, or have a class with the Gryffindors, I feel myself blush and I immediately drop what I'm holding. And the thing is, I don't necessarily want to push away my feelings...

After classes ended on Friday, I went to the library to catch up on homework. I stayed much later than my friends, wanting to get it all done before the weekend. The Transfiguration essay was really hard, so I got up to grab some books on the subject. I didn't notice the library door open behind me.

I scanned the shelves carefully, and grabbed a large stack of books. Being the clumsy person I am, I tripped on a bag someone left on the floor. I hissed in pain as my right knee rubbed against the side of one of the books, leaving a large scrape behind.

"Do you need some help?" A familiar voice said behind me. I looked up to see familiar green eyes.

'Crap', I thought.

"No thanks, I'm fine," I mumbled, standing up slowly and wincing, but he had already picked up my books and handed them back to me. "Well... thanks."

"Anytime," he said, uncomfortable. "Well, I guess you already know, but... I'm Harry. Harry Potter."

"Ivy Nightstar," I replied. I hoped You-Know-Who didn't mention my parents' names in the graveyard last year. He didn't react to hearing my name, so I guess that's a good sign.

"I guess you hate me though, because of what the Ministry has been saying. It's okay, I get it."

"I never trusted our Minister anyway," I said sympathetically. Everyone has been shunning him over the past few days.

He looked hopefully up at me. "Thanks... Umm, well, I better go finish my homework..."

"Same," I murmur, as he walks away.

Pushing away my feelings is going to be harder than I thought.

A/N: Well, this was mainly a filler chapter to try and explain Ivy's feelings... But it's something, right? It's hard to write because I'm coming down with a cold and SOMEONE (Ahemmm, Tawny!) won't leave me alone!

But anyway, hope you like it :)

-Breeze