Disclaimer: Sadly not JKR.


Everyday is a good day when it starts. It has the potential to be great. What is done as the day goes on is what determines if the day stays good or not. At least, that was how I always looked at it. With that perspective in mind, I always tried to make everyday a great day.

It was the first Friday of the new school year, and I was quite pleased with myself. I had beaten three of the other Ravenclaws in different chess games, including Jaseph. Now that was an accomplishment. I tried to beat him fifty-eight times last year, and every single time he managed to turn the game around at the last minute and destroy my little army of chess men. Of course, he seemed fairly distracted this morning. I couldn't help but wonder what was on his mind.

I didn't think of that for very long, though. I was on my way to breakfast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. My mind was going over the game I had played when I heard Brent's voice ahead. I walked a little faster, falling in behind Brent, Rolan and Misty as they talked.

"Oh, man, did you see the look on his face? I could have sworn he was going to cry. First we got hold of that letter, then we got his journal. The results were great." Brent laughed.

"I think we should raid his things next week. Not this week, give him a little bit to recover. Push him too much and he might report us. Let him cool a bit, then we can take his stuff and dump it all over the floor. Maybe dump some honey on it of something." Misty thought for a moment. "Or molasses. That stains worse than honey."

"Put some of it in his bed too." Rolan added. "Maybe freeze the underside of his bed to make his nights cold."

"That is a great idea. Alright, next week it is for that. Till then, what else can we do to mess with him?" Brent glanced at Misty then Rolan.

"We could burn the broom." Misty suggested. "Without a broom, he won't be on the team. Now that would hit him hard."

"No wonder he hates you," I said, disgusted at what they were talking about. "You three are just plain mean. Perhaps I should nominate the three of you for gits of the year. I bet you would win." I gave them a cheerful smile as they turned and looked at me, then turned and walked in the opposite direction. I wasn't actually interested in a fight. I just wanted to let them know I heard what they had said. With any luck, that would make them think twice about actually going through with those pranks.

I headed to see if Numiar was venting to Moaning Myrtle first. That was often his place of choice when something went really wrong. Not finding him there, I bit my lip and moved towards the Room of Requirement. I had found him there once last year, and I hoped he hadn't gone that far again.

I find it odd, how people can act like best friends for years then turn around and suddenly be arch enemies. I'd done some asking around, and knew more about Numiar then he knew. I think he should have been in a different house, personally. Sure, he can have a temper at times, and he can come up with some nasty tricks, but can't we all? He doesn't fit with that house. Brent, he fits. Brent is naturally cruel. I swear that kid has something against humanity. One of these days I think someone needs to put tar in his shoes, or a salamander - or ten- in his bed. I've heard he hates those.

Not a chance I'll get to though. I might visit Gryffindor and Hufflepuff dorms from time to time, but slipping into the Slytherin dorm is something not even I would try. Maybe.

I opened the door to the Room of Requirement and slipped inside before sighing and shaking my head. I moved over to Numiar, stopping a few feet away as I studied him.

He was still conscious, unlike last year, though he didn't seem aware that I was even in the room. I spotted the bottle of pills peaking out of his pocket and made a tsking sound with my tongue, tempted to take them and flush those away.

I didn't, though. I know I should have. Those things were a temptation that someone needed to take away from him. I shook my head and moved to let his first period teacher know that Numiar was feeling really sick, and was going to miss his first class. I warned his second teacher as well, not sure if he would be awake by then. Thankfully the teachers understood. Perhaps I hadn't done what I thought was best, and gotten rid of his pills, but at least I'd kept him from getting a detention.

A few hours passed, and it was just after 4th period when I saw Numiar rush past me, his eyes wet. I watched him go then spotted Kristy trying to find him shortly after. "Kristy." I ran towards her, having made up my mind. "Come on, we have to hurry." I knew she wouldn't like what we were about to do, so I didn't explain things, not exactly.

"What's wrong?" Kristy stopped to let me catch up.

"I know where Numiar is headed. We can get there first. Gotta be quiet though, and don't say anything while we are in there." I gave her a warning look before leading her towards Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

I moved into the bathroom, and handed Kristy a charmed medallion. "Invisibility charm," I explained. "Now stay quiet."

"Emily!" Kristy hissed. "I'm not going to eavesdrop on Numiar, it's rude."

"Be quiet or I'll hex you," I grumbled, motioning for her to be quiet. I wasn't allowed to tell anything Numiar had told me, or I had overheard in the past. That didn't mean I couldn't help Kristy overhear, right?

I couldn't see anything but Kristy from where I was, but that didn't matter. I just needed to keep her quiet. I heard Numiar come in, and call for Myrtle. The ghost giggled and glided towards Numiar. "Stay quiet." I warned again, my voice barely a whisper.

Kristy mothed my name, and tried to ask what this was about.

"Just listen." I urged her.

Numiar told Myrtle about his journal being burned, his letter being found. I could hear the quiver of rage and despair in his voice. I could tell that he was getting worn down from Brent's tricks and bullying. How much more could that fellow take before he snapped and did something drastic?

I flinched when I heard him punch the wall and shook my head slightly as I head the soft sigh after that.

"Only escape I have is when I take my flights." Numiar said softly.

"What flights?" Kristy whispered.

"Feathers." I whispered back.

The look on her face when she put it together was priceless. I smirked ever so slightly, pleased that she had finally figured that out. I missed what Numiar and Myrtle talked about next, before hearing Numiar admit he had a crush on Kristy.

Kristy managed to squeak, but I clamped a hand over her mouth and gave her a warning look. It wasn't long after that when Numiar left. I removed the charm and gave Kristy a sheepish look. "I, er, overheard him in here last year. I thought you needed to hear."

"What are you doing in here?" Moaning Myrtle came over, frowning at us.

"Oh, hi Myrtle." Kristy smiled at her. "I haven't seen you in awhile, how are you?"

I smiled cheerfully. "I haven't seen you since last year. Thought I'd drop by and see how you are doing. I hope Brent hasn't been tossing things around here again, like last year."

"Oh no, I showed him what happens when he makes me upset." Moaning Myrtle cackled.

"Well, he got what was coming to him, then." Kristy smiled.

I nodded in agreement. "I bet. Did you get Rolan too, Myrtle?"

"No." Myrtle pouted. "He's a little faster then Brent. If he ever comes back I'll get him."

"I know you will. Uh oh." I blinked as I remembered. "We've got to be going. I forgot to do my homework for next class." I gave Myrtle an apologetic look. Of course, I hadn't forgotten that, it just gave me an excuse to escape the room.

"I need to return this book to Numiar. Do you know where he went, Myrtle?" Kirsty asked.

Myrtle thought for a moment. "He might be out flying."

"Thank you. I'll see you soon, Myrtle!" Kristy wheeled out of the bathroom towards the Entrance Hall, as I kept in step beside of her.

"I know, I know, eavesdropping is bad. Still, I promised not to tell you anything but I never said I wouldn't help you listen." I smiled at Kristy, a bit pleased how that had worked out.

Kristy shook her head. "Remind me to never tell you a secret. Ever. And from now on, I'm checking for invisible things, namely eavesdroppers, before I say anything. I'm going to try and find Numiar before class starts. I'll see you later!" She wheeled away.

I watched her go before skipping off, wondering what would happen now that Kristy had that bit of information.