OK, I haven't been doing this but I probably should. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Maximum Ride, though I totally wish I did!

Chapter 10

I opened my eyes and saw Fang's face. He looked even more worried than he sounded. "What about your mom, Max?" he asked me.

"Voldemort…wants…my mom," I managed to say.

"Why would Voldymorf want your mom?" Fang asked.

"I don't know," I mumbled, "But he said…."

"Max?" it was Dumbledore who spoke, "Max? What did Voldemort say, exactly?"

"He asked me if I knew her," I said, although it came out more like, "HeaskmifIknewher."

"And what did you say?" Dumbledore asked.

"I tried to lie," I said, although it came out all mooshed together again. I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I had to close them. It took too much energy to keep them up.

"But?" Dumbledore prodded.

"He knew," I mumbled.

"What happened then?" Harry asked.

I whimpered like a boy even though I really didn't want to. Finally, I managed to say, "Pain."

"What's wrong with her?" Fang accused Dumbledore.

Dumbledore ignored him and said, "Max? Was there anything he said to you before the pain came?"

"Crocuo or Craysho or something like that," I mumbled.

"Did he say Crucio, Max?" Dumbledore asked.

"Mmhmm," was all I could say now. I was tired. My body ached.

"She needs rest," Dumbledore said, "We need someone to carry her up to the hospital wing."

"I'll do it!" Ron cried. I felt arms scoop me up and carry me, but it hadn't been three steps before I hit the ground again.

"Owwww," I groaned.

Fang scoffed and I felt arms wrap around me again. I laid my head against Fang's chest and felt sleepiness overcome me. I mumbled quietly against Fang's chest before I fell asleep, "Please don't drop me…"

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"Please Madam Pomfrey!" one girl cried.

"Yeah, please?" another asked.

"No!" Madam Pomfrey snapped.

"But they're right there!" one girl whined, "We just want to talk to them for one quick second before class starts!"

"You're going to be late if you don't hurry up!" Madam Pomfrey snapped, "And I said no, girls! Get out of the hospital wing! Miss Brown! Miss Patil! Come back here or I will give you both detention!"

"Hi, Fang!"

"Hi, Iggy!"

"Hey, Parvati!" Iggy said enthusiastically.

"Hey, Lavender," Fang mumbled. He didn't seem as excited to see Lavender as Lavender was to see him.

"She's still not awake?" Parvati asked.

"No," Iggy answered.

It was silent for a little while before Lavender spoke again, "Fang, Iggy, Parvati and I were wondering if you'd like to come and get some breakfast with us?"

"No, thanks," Fang said.

"You haven't eaten a decent meal in a week," Iggy pointed out.

My heartrate sped up. I'd been here for a week! "I'm not hungry," Fang said.

"Iggy?" Parvati asked.

"Sure, Parvati," Iggy said. I heard him stand, "Let's go." I heard two sets of footsteps fade away.

"Fang? You really do need to eat," Lavender said. She sounded defeated. I wondered if they went through this everyday, but this was just the first time I'd heard it.

"I'll eat when she…I'll eat later," Fang said.

"You were going to say when she wakes up, weren't you?" Lavender asked. Fang sighed, and Lavender went on, "Parvati and Iggy are just friends, Fang. We can be just friends, too."

"You don't want to be just friends," Fang said. His voice sounded dead, like he hadn't slept much for a week, either.

"No, I don't," Lavender said, "But I can live with it. I just want to get to know you, Fang."

Fang grunted.

"All you do all day is sit here and wait," Lavender said.

"She's going to wake up," Fang mumbled.

"And what if she doesn't?!" Lavender snapped, "You'll have wasted your life away sitting here, waiting! Don't you want to live? Experience life? If she never wakes up, all you can say you've done is sit here and wait for nothing to happen. Now, I'm trying to give you the opportunity to have an exciting life, but you don't want it!"

"I've had enough excitement for a lifetime," Fang said. I heard Lavender scoff and then her footsteps faded away.

I opened my eyes, expecting to see Fang looked towards the door with a confused or sad look on his face, but instead they were focused on me. "You're a-," Fang started to say, but that was all he got out because I interrupted him.

"You need to eat," I snapped.

Fang looked away with a look only I could decipher as embarrassment. After a long silence, he said, "How much did you hear?"

"I was listening for the entire time Lavender and Parvati were here," I said, "You need to eat!" I repeated.

"I wasn't hungry," Fang said quietly.

I sighed and said, "I've been here for a week?" Fang nodded. "But where are Angel, Nudge and Gazzy?"

"Breakfast," Fang said, "We were…starting to think you wouldn't wake up. They kind of fell into routine. They sleep in the Gryffindor dorms and go to class and eat breakfast. They like it."

"What about Iggy?" I asked.

"He's been hanging out with Parvati a lot," Fang answered, "They're just friends like, uh, Lavender said. He hangs out here with me during Parvati's classes, and wanders around the grounds the rest of the time."

"How about you?" I asked.

Fang looked away to avoid my eyes and then looked back, "How are you feeling?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Fine. But you didn't answer my question," I said, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Fang? Is Miss Ride awake?" I heard Madam Pomfrey say.

"Yes," Fang answered. Madam Pomfrey bustled over.

"How do you feel, honey?" she asked.

"OK," I answered, not breaking my glare at Fang.

"Can you be more specific?" her eyes darted to Fang, and I wondered what they'd talked about when I'd been unconscious.

I sighed heavily and said, "I feel weak. Like I have no energy at all. And hungry."

Madam Pomfrey smiled kindly, "Why don't you try standing up, dear? If you feel alright, you can go to dinner with Fang." She looked to Fang and examined him.

I swung my legs and began to stand, feeling strength come from every part of me. I stood and felt a little dizzy, but otherwise OK. I looked to Madam Pomfrey for permission to go to breakfast. She looked a little weary about letting me go, but said it would be OK and then whispered something in Fang's ear that I'd bet a million dollars was, "Keep an eye on her."

Fang and I walked in silence to the Great Hall. As soon as we entered the door, every single person in that stupid room fell silent and stared at us. Then, as me and Fang began to walk to the Gryffindor table, at the exact same time, they all began to speak in hushed tones. We found Hermione, Ron and Harry easily and I squeezed between Fang and Harry. I began to spoon a mountain of eggs onto my plate.

"Did you really see You-Know-Who?" a girl down the table from me asked.

"Who?" I asked, bewildered.

"You-Know-Who!" she repeated, "Did you see him?"

I looked around blankly and said, "Who's You-Know-Who?"

"Everyone's saying you saw You-Know-Who in the Forbidden Forest! Is it true?" another girl cried.

"I don't know about a You-Know-Who, but I saw Voldemort," I said, still puzzled.

There was a collective gasp at the table. The only people who didn't gasp were me, Fang and Harry.

"What?" I asked. I stopped chewing the toast I'd been eating.

"You said his name!" Ron squeaked.

"Yeah. So?" I said slowly.

Everyone at the table looked too surprised to speak. Except Harry. Harry's face looked halfway between "Ha ha I told you so" and sincerity. After a minute or two's silence, Harry spoke, "They're all afraid to speak Voldemort's name."

"Why?" it was Fang who spoke.

"I haven't the slightest clue," Harry said, beginning to cut his sausage.

I ate the rest of my meal in silence, pretty much. No one talked to me and I definitely wasn't in the mood to talk to them.

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