Okay, so I wrote this chapter listening to Battlefield by Jordan Sparks. The chapter is dedicated to xMickeyMousiex, PrincessCutPeaches and earthgoddess36. Thanks for the support people!!

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Their wands were pointed at my chest and they both opened their mouth in unison. A double Cruciatus Curse would kill me instantly.

'Averte Statum!'

Lestrange and Black were no longer standing in front of me but were flying upwards. They hit the ceiling with tremendous force and crashed back down to the floor.

I could not believe my eyes. Potter was standing just a few feet away, with his wand arm raised at shoulder level.

Despite being hurt, they were both extremely quick to get up.

'Crucio!'

I screamed as a jet of red light emitted from both their wands but Potter was quick to dodge the spells directed at him. Good Quidditch reflexes, I guess.

My wand was only feet away, so while the three of them were busy dueling I crawled as quietly as possible to where my wand lay forgotten, picked it u[ and directed it straight at Lestranges' back. I opened my mouth to cast a spell but Black had seen me and turned round. She was showering me with Curses and I hardly had time to deflect them. I was completely useless using my left hand.

'Protego Horibilis!' I shouted.

Her face was red with frustration as she tried unsuccessfully to penetrate my powerful shield. I laughed at her before thinking Petrificus Totalus. She fell down unconscious.

Following my example Potter did the same and Lestrange crashed down beside Black.

We stared at each other for a long time before any of us spoke.

'What shall we do with them?' I asked.

'Get them in trouble of course', he said as if it was the only logic answer. 'C'mon.'

'What are you going to do?' I asked, in a slightly panicky tone.

'Evans', he said, walking up to me and squeezing my right hand. I yelped and jumped away, massaging my wrist. I was ashamed to see there were tears in my eyes.

'I don't bite you know', he said in a hurt tone.

'It's not you, I just hurt my wrist', I defended myself, tears falling down my cheeks.

'Oh', he said. His cheeks colored slightly and he managed to look sheepish. His hand flew to his hair. 'I'll fix it then', he said grabbing my elbow gently.

'You're bleeding, not to worry though…Finite Sangueum!' The bleeding stopped instantly. He then directed his wand to my wrist. 'Episkey!'

My hand felt like it was on fire and I started hopping from one foot to another till it went deathly cold. Potter watched me with amusement till my hand's temperature went back to normal.

'As of today, I believe you are indebted to me, Ms. Evans', Potter grinned, bending slightly down so his face was nearer to mine. Had the circumstances been different, I would have whacked Potter in the head with Advanced Transfiguration.

'I guess you're right', I muttered grudgingly. 'Thanks'.

He grinned and pulled back. 'That's not enough…'

'No, I'm not going out with you!' I said, annoyed.

'Why not?' he whined.

'Because I don't bloody go out with someone I don't know well', I said. 'Now what are we going to do with them?'

'You mean if we start off as friends…?'

'What are we going to do with them?' I repeated, cutting across him.

He smiled enthusiastically. 'Follow the master Evans. Locomotor Corpus', he said pointing his wand at Lestrange. I didn't know what made me follow him. 'Liberacorpus!' We piled their unconscious bodies in front of Professor Slughorn's office. 'Ready to run?' Potter asked me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knocked on the door, grabbed my hand and we both ran to hide behind an enormous statue at the far end of the corridor. 'Renervate on 3 okay?', he whispered thickly in my ear. I flinched slightly as I felt him place his hand on my waist but he did not seem aware of it. Maybe he was just a good actor.

'1…' The doors' handle turned slightly.

'2…' The door opened and Professor Slughorn came out, waving his arms above his head like a maniac at the sight of the 2 bodies in front of his door.

'3…Renervate!' we whispered in unison.

Black and Lestrange spluttered back to consciousness.

'What is the meaning of all this?',Professor Slughorn shouted, still flailing his arms wildly.

'It was the mudblood Evans sir…'

'Don't use that word in front of me! Detention for a week and I'll write to your parents…!'

We were nearly in front of the portrait of The Fat Lady and Jam…Potter still couldn't hold himself upright for laughing.

'Did you see Slughorn's face…'

'We nearly gave him a heart attack, he thought they were dead…' I was shocked to be smiling at his prank. Well…it was a joint effort.

'See its not so bad being with me', Potter said when he had stopped laughing. It was as if he had read my mind. 'Maybe I'll persuade the others to let you join the Marauders', he said, his hand flying up to his hair. I felt like screaming when I found this action did not bother me at all.

The portrait hole suddenly opened. I immediately pulled the hand Potter had been holding away.

'Told you they'd get together didn't I?'

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