Good morning boys and girls! Sorry I haven't updated recently in like what? Twelve days ago? I have a great excuse as to why I haven't updated – I'm STILL ill and my mother is too now so I'm looking after her because I've gotten better.

Anyway, this is chapter seven, hope you enjoy this because the amount of times I had to go over this because I have no beta and I was ill. So, I own nothing except the plot, Blake, Cerin and the OOCness of some characters.

Chapter 7

It turned out that Blake indeed did damage to her ribs and was to stay in bed resting for an extra three days, this also served as a punishment from her head of house. Narcissa had also been far from happy upon learning of the girls evening stroll, and had commented that if she wasn't on bed rest she'd have found herself with the inability to sit down comfortably for a week.

However today her patience had grown thin, it was only two days since her stroll and it proved worse than the 6 days. She let out a loud, over exaggerated groan, throwing her arms by her sides on the bed and groaning some more. The book she'd picked out proved to be short, and the girl had read it within a 7 hours, this meant staying up all night as to not have to put it down and then sleeping after weeping about the tragic loss of characters, and drowned her sorrows in her dreams for 12 hours before being awoken to be given potions.

When she awoke after being given potions, making her groaning noises of not being able to leave her bed. She was greeted by Narcissa and a woman in a suit. The girl squinted slightly in order to focus on the new woman in her room before speaking. "Sorry Mrs Malfoy for my noises, I was just so upset that my books are finished and one of my favourite characters died." She smiled brightly at the Malfoy woman. "It's nice to see you again, how's Draco doing?"

Narcissa smirked slightly, the girl could've been a Slytherin with how cunning she was with her ability to recall on recent events she had done and give them as her reasoning for doing things that would be frowned upon by someone who didn't know the girl.

"Miss Knight, I keep telling you to tell me when you're about to finish your books, that way I can get more for you. And Draco is fine, and can't wait to see you." She then turned her attention to the woman next to her. "This, Miss Knight is Miss Amelia Bones. Susan Bones's aunt. Head of the department of magical law enforcement."

Blake smiled, Susan was on friendly terms with Ames Malfoy, and so the woman would be accepted easily. "Miss Bones, it's a pleasure to meet you, but I'm wondering what you're doing visiting a student in the hospital wing when you could see your niece."

Amelia smiled at the girl's politeness towards her. "Miss Knight, I'm actually here to ask if you would like to file a case against the Knight family." The woman saw the girl withdraw quickly from both of the older women standing in the side room, and spoke again. "You will of course be able to keep Mrs Malfoy and professor McGonagall close whilst the case pushes on."

Blake didn't respond for a while, and looked away to the side. "Miss Bones... I... I can't otherwise, otherwise they'll hurt them. They said I couldn't tell anyone or that making friends was bad because... Because they'll only betray me later... If not... Father. Father would kill them... My friends and... The people I hold close."

Narcissa scowled slightly before slowly approaching the bed and kneeling on the floor making sure the girl could see her. "You have nothing to worry about Miss Knight, you see, we adults tend to quite good at magic, and then professors" She looked around her speaking again. "They're better than normal adults, but don't tell Professor McGonagall I said that." As she spoke she slowly placed her hand on the girl's cheek slowly as to make sure the girl wouldn't flinch and felt her lean into the palm of her hand.

Blake looked at Narcissa and then to Amelia, before taking a shakily breath before speaking softly. "Miss Bones... Could... Could I have some time to think about it...? I'll ask Mrs Malfoy if she can send word..."

Amelia smiled at the predicament that was shown to her, seeing that the older figures that had shown interest were already making an impact on the girl's life. "Of course Miss Knight, however is nice to meet you but I must dash." And with that the woman left to ready the case.

Narcissa sat down on the bed once the woman had left, looking at the girl who was trying to break her scared shell. "Now, Miss Knight, would you like to tell me just why you think making so much noise is acceptable?"

Blake blushed softly and bit her lip, trying to hide from the woman piercing grey eyes. "I'm just so bored! I want to be able to walk around, and able to eat like normal, and worst of all, I have no books to entertain me." She whined under the woman's gaze.

The woman shook her head and studied that Blake was only like this with a select few. "Miss Knight, it's not becoming of a lady to whine and complain."

"Good thing I'm not a lady then," the girl smirked softly, looking back at the woman. "Because you'd be appalled with what I normally do."

The woman chuckled; the girl was good at making her laugh, even if the girl had a strange sense of humour. "Good thing I'm not you're mother, otherwise you wouldn't be able to sit so pretty."

Blake shook her head and smiled, Narcissa also noted that Blake hadn't laughed in the time she'd known her; perhaps she would ask the Gryffindor head if the girl didn't laugh or rarely did so. "That's not going to stop you, nor Professor McGonagall."

The oldest woman smirked and tapped the girl's nose. "You can't know all of my secrets, nor can you take the gamble of whether or not I will."

Blake smirked back at her, and made it rather cocky. "Mrs Malfoy, I have no doubt that you would consider your threat yesterday."

"That was for your own good, and if you tell anymore lies to me or you swear around me, Miss Knight you'll find soap in your mouth faster than you can say 'Quidditch', am I understood?" The cocky smirk the girl wore quickly turned into the shy blush of a girl who had been embarrassed.

"But you-"

"Is that understood, Miss Knight? I wouldn't want to turn you over on your stomach to make your backside understand now would I?" The woman asked as she made the girl squirm at the thought. Both Minerva and herself had noted that Blake wouldn't be effected by a punishment or a lecture unless embarrassed or threatened with a backside tanning. "Well Miss Knight?"

"I... Y-Yes Mrs Malfoy." She spoke looking away to try to hide her embarrassed blush.

"Good, I hope I won't be having this conversation in the near future." She spoke before standing up and brushing her robes off. "Miss Knight, I have a meeting to go to, I'll be back later." She then gave the girl a warning look. "If I find out you've left your bed again, there will be trouble. Is that clear?"

Blake sighed and looked at the woman dully. "Crystal... But if I hear 'Miss Knight' again I might have to punch myself in the face." She chuckled softly as the woman looked at her.

"Then I'll call you Blake until I form a nickname for you, now then Blake, I'll see you later on." She leant down and kisses the girl's forehead in a motherly fashion before standing up straight and spoke again. "Shall I bring Draco for company?"

The girl nodded, smiling brightly. "Please, it'll be nice to speak with him." Then suddenly realisation over took her thoughts. "But... My bruises and cuts... What if he..."

"I've made it clear to him not to ask questions about how you got them." The girl nodded and the woman smiled softly, smoothing the girl's hair away from her face. "Until later, Blake."

With that the elegant woman left, taking the read books with her.