Hey! I know, I know, it's been so long, but life-ugh, life-keeps getting in the way.

I promise, I really am trying to do better with updating. But...once a month, is better than never, right?

Enjoy! R&R

Still looking for you to cast your votes of who you want Harry with!

The flirt needs a bae.

I can't believe I just said that.

Harry woke with a gasp, white everywhere he looked. Shuddering breaths made their way in and out of his half-open mouth. The white didn't go away, wherever he turned his gaze. He finally closed his eyes as it got to be too much. Opening them slowly, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was in the hospital wing. He sat back, hoping to catch a bit of sleep.

Not even five minutes later, ten people came in to greet him, sneaking, as though hoping Madam Pomfrey didn't see them. "Congratulations!" Zayn shouted as a silencing ward was put up. "You won, with a total of six whole snitches!" Zen punched his brothers shoulder.

"Lighten up, dude. He almost just died after nothing."

"Nothing?" Zayn reared back in shock. "He's seeker now! That's...wow. We have a famous quidditch star on our team!" I snorted lightly, as the others towered over me as well.

Harry took in Grant, like I'd guessed, Jeremy, Randolph, Roger, Duncan, Jason, and his two best friends, who were still disguised as animals, Bella and Amy. "Meet your new team." Roger's said, spreading his arms. "Zayn and Zen are still the beaters, obviously, with Duncan and Jason as reserves, just in case. I am still your fabulous chaser, with the new additions of Jeremy and Randolph. Along with them, the keeper is Grant Page. And you are the new seeker, as the boys have spilled." he leveled a glare at Harry's two friends in Ravenclaw.

"Awe, don't be hard on them," Harry said, lighting a smile at them. "But wait..." Harry looked at each of them in turn. "There are no girls on the team..."

Rogers face dropped. "About that. Well, the only adequate girl was Cho Chang, and she is only your reserve seeker. She got so mad, that she stormed off before we went to see you." Harry considered that.

"Well, you are right." he conceded eventually. "Most of the people trying out did, sadly, suck." Rogers breathed a sigh of relief. "Shouldn't you get on on before Pomfrey comes in and finds you? It's after curfew," he said, checking his watch in surprise.

"Right," the captain said, face bright red. "We'll be going." Harry chuckled lightly as his friends rushed out. Laying back, he closed his eyes when he was interrupted once more.

"What is it with people not wanting to allow me to sleep...?" he mumbled under his breath. He heard a small squeak from beside his bed. Bushy hair greeted him as a voice started talking.

"I'm so sorry for bothering you, and I know I shouldn't be out of bed right now, as it's past curfew and everything, and I-"

Harry cut her off before she could progress her rambling anymore. "It's okay, Hermione. I don't mind." he gave her a soft smile when she looked unconvinced. "Really. Now. What did you want?"

"Well," she bit her lip, eyebrows furrowed. "I heard about what happened. I didn't see it myself, of course, but there was a big ruckus, as everyone seems to love you, and all. I just wanted to make sure you really were okay, I didn't believe it with just hearing it and not having proof. I didn't expect you to actually be awake..."

"So..." Harry drew out. "You were sneaking in here to see me, not expecting me to be awake?" he flashed a smile at her, and she blushed heatedly.

"When you say it like that..."

"I know, I know...I'm just messing with you."

"I knew that..."

"Sure, sure." he teased, before going back to serious. "So now that you know I'm dandy as the next flower, you going back to the common room?" she nodded. "I'll just put my modified disillusionment charm on you that will wear off when you are in the Ravenclaw common room. How's that sound?"

"You can modify spells?" she asked, eyes round.

"Of course! I'll just do this, and we can talk more about that when you're older, and will be able to do it yourself." she nodded, and thanked me after I'd performed the spell. She walked cautiously out the door, as he watched, and smiled slightly.

He finally got the rest he'd been searching for.

When he woke up the next day, it was to kids gossiping around the room, and the matron furiously healing people. When she saw he was awake, she rushed over to him, smiling cautiously.

"Good morning dear, how are you?"

"Okay. I don't ache at all."

"That's good," she said, giving him one of her motherly smiles. "I will let you out today, after you eat lunch."

"I thought you said it was morning?" he queried.

"Oh, very late morning indeed."

"Thank you," he said, as food popped up in front of him.

"Of course, dear. Enjoy. I will be back in quarter to an hour," she said, pointing to the clock. He nodded, before digging in. When he was full, plate clean of crumbs, he sat back, watching everything.

Girls were in there, some injured, some looking like they were just gossiping. Boys were also there, obviously, and they were mainly just hurt looking. Sporting bruises, all different colours, and broken bones or ligaments. Harry watched in fascination as Madam Pomfrey healed everyone without trouble, whilst also shooing out those who no longer needed her care, or were just there to speak with friends. Looking over again, she saw that I was finished.

"Mr. Flamel," she called over the ruckus. "You are free to go!"

"Thank you, ma'am." he said, before rushing out of the wing. I immediately sought out the twins, who were in the Ravenclaw common room.

"Hallowe'en is tomorrow." Zen said excitedly.

"What?" Harry asked groggily, moving his eyes from the fireplace to his bouncing friend.

"You know, Hallowe'en? That event every year, where we eat good food, and muggles go out tricking or treating for candy?"

"Oh, right..." Harry groaned. "Hallowe'en, formerly known as Hallows Eve," he mumbled under his breath. Even lower, he mumbled, "Also the day I was abandoned by my birth parents."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, just thinking of how excited I am."

"Oh, cool! I can't wait for all the candy, and dessert...and..."

"You do realize we have desert everyday, right, Zen?"

"Huh? Yeah...but now it's going to be special dessert!"

"If you say so. Besides," he looked around. "Where's your other half?"

"Didn't you hear? He said he had detention to go to."

"Did he? Must've zoned, or something..."

"Yeah. I just can't wait to eat the delicious Pumpkin Pasties, and all those other Hogwarts Hallowe'en delicacies." Harry smiled fondly at him. Even though he'd only been at the school a few months, Harry, Zen, and Zayn were thick as thieves.

The next morning, the castle awoke to an unusually bright day. All day, everyone seemed a bit more cheery than usual.

At the feast, people were happy, loud, and chattering quickly. Not a single unpleasant noise was heard.

Well, not until the screaming began. And the screaming didn't begin until a professor ran.

"Troll, in the dungeons. Just thought you ought to know." the snivelling professor came into the great hall with that. Not a single stutter to be heard. And he fell forward when he was just standing there. People didn't do that. Harry narrowed his eyes in suspicion, as the students all around were screaming pathetically, and running around.

"Silence!" Dumbledore called, effectively silencing the hall. "Prefects, lead your houses back to your common rooms. The feast shall continue there." My eyes narrowed even further. Slytherins common room was down in the dungeon. "Now!" he barked.