A/N: So you should be happy to know that I am now done with my other story, so now I can write solely on this story and get these chapters to you faster. Hope you enjoy it, the romance thickens as does the intrigue of strange goings on at Hogwarts.

Chapter 9: You're not fine

The next few weeks were Hell for Harry. Everyone whom he passed or passed him jeered and questioned him in an ill manner. Harry's head had lowered so no one could see his face, his green eyes were dulled with sadness, and even his hair seemed to have drooped. I kept an eye on him and gave him encouraging faces and words, trying my best to keep his spirits up for the first task. These gestures went unnoticed by everyone, including Harry, so they weren't of any use. Apparently no one would believe that he hadn't put his name into the goblet, which surprised me. Especially when I started noticing that even his best friend Ron had turned against him when everyone who knew him, even slightly, knew that he was no liar more than ever when the situation turned out to be dangerous. All the jeers and what not that were against Harry were putting me on edge. I had somehow grown close to the boy, as if he were my little brother, so I felt obligated to protect him.

"Linn, why don't you sit down and relax for once", George said as I was passing agitatedly, my eyes shifting every so often.

"I'm fine", I said.

"No", Fred said, "You're not. Anyone who didn't know you would know you're not fine". I stopped, but still fidgety.

"What's up with you anyways? You've been like this since the champions were chosen"

"I know, I know", I said. Fred pulled me to sit down, I obliged, to occupied with my thoughts to care, "I just have a bad feeling about all of this. It just seems too planned out is all", I said. The others looked at me with sympathy. Katie and Alicia stood up suddenly, pulling my attention to them.

"Well we're going to go up and work on our homework", they announced, referring to the Potions essay they had to write on how to make Living Death, at least I think so from what to three Musketeers were complaining about this afternoon. I nodded and slouched down, my head resting on my hand and my elbows resting on my knees. I didn't notice at first, but the twins were exchanging their silent gestures, communicating in the twin way. George did the gesture of "Go ahead" or "Tell her" to Fred, I'm guessing it was the latter since Fred cleared his throat after that preparing to talk.

"So Linn, we've been trying to work on a new prank for Snape and we think we have one, but would like your input on if it would be good enough", Fred said. I looked at him, my eyes lazily moving.

"That's new", I mumbled.

"What pulling a prank on Snape? Linn we do that all the time", George said.

"No, you guys asking me for permission to do so", I said, "Anyways I have to go". I stood up and walked out of the common room. They were great friends and all, but I swear they smothered me too much, usually to the point where I could hardly breathe. I sighed and walked down the steps, the staircase moving as I did creating the feeling of walking on an avalanche.

The halls were dark and tired, like they were feeling the same way I did, worn out from everyone's energy everyday and then barely sleeping. I did my usual patrol in the castle; checked empty rooms, clear, checked empty corners, clear, looked down the secret passage ways barely anyone knew about, clean, looked into the deserted bathrooms, silent, and finally looking over the main halls and bigger rooms, movement. That caught my attention and distracted me from protecting my metaphorical kid brother. I snapped into the mind set I usually had before killing someone. There was a dark corner I hid in while listening intently to the voices. From what they sounded like it sounded like Moody talking to himself, but then I caught another voice that I hadn't heard before, it was icy and rough.

"You're doing well", the icy voice said, "No one will ever suspect our plan". Plan what plan? I leaned slightly to see if I could catch sight of Moody and his strange the company he held. I saw Moody's thick figure standing towards the front table where the teachers sat, but no one else.

"I'm glad you're please my Lord", Moody said. Lord? So that meant that who ever it was Moody was talking to was his superior. That narrowed it down ever so slightly. I leaned in some more hoping to catch a glance of the mystery voice, no one. I was so focused on trying to see the other person who was talking I forgot to listen in on what it was they were talking about. When I finally gave up on that their conversation didn't make much sense.

"Soon I will return and we can destroy Harry Potter once and for all", the icy voice. Destroy Harry? Now that was not going to happen, not on my watch. They would have to kill me first and trust everyone who's tried that, it's not an easy task. And what was he talking about, coming back? He was already here. Why would he say coming back? I had so many questions that I lost balance and stumbled slightly, causing myself to be known.

"We're being listened to my Lord", Moody said desperately and with that, Moody took off in one the secret passageways. I ran in only to find the place empty and looking like it had every other night I had checked it before. I clucked my tongue at myself for not listening, making myself known before I could learn more, and to not catching either of them before they got away. Now not only was I annoyed with everyone else, but I was also annoyed with me.

I walked back to the common room of Gryffindor to find everyone had gone to bed. I plopped down on the sofa, now more distressed than I was when I left. I looked at the dying fire thinking over what had just happened. Now I knew that my instinct was once again right. Something was not right at Hogwarts and once again Harry was in danger of being killed. I went over what I knew, there was a plot going on, Moody was in on whatever it was this horrible scheme was and the plan was most likely going to kill Harry. I had to intervene and soon, before this got too far and succeeded.

It must have been day break for I heard people starting to stir up in the dormitories. A large group walked by me, oblivious to me just sitting there still as a statue, when most of Gryffindor had gone, Fred had finally woke up and when he walked down the stairs he noticed me.

"Don't tell me you were up all night again. Linn that's the third night in a row you haven't slept", Fred said coming down to sit by me. I didn't acknowledge him; I was partially sleeping with my eyes open. "Linn", he said placing a hand on my back. I sat up and looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

"Linn, you need to get some sleep before you pass out", Fred said. I just shook my head and chuckled some.

"Fred you're crazy. I can take care of myself. I have for a long time now. I'm fine", I said with a tired, small smile.

"No you're not", he said, "You haven't slept in three days and that's not good for anyone. Plus, I've never seen you act like this"

"Act like what?"

"Crazed, restless, agitated. Normally you're pretty chill about everything, but…"
"Chill?" I asked. Fred quirked his eyebrow up slightly.

"Don't change the subject. I just think you need to get some sleep and a day off, maybe two", Fred said. Now I quirked my eyebrow.

"I don't need to do anything"

"And you don't need to always worry about Harry either. He's fourteen, he can take care of himself"

"No he can't", I said my eyes widening slightly, "Fred you didn't hear it"

"Hear what?"

"Last night while I was doing my rounds, I heard Moody talking to someone"

"Who? Hagrid? Dumbledore?

"That's just it, I don't know who, I've never heard that voice before. And anyways it's not only that I don't know who that person was, but they have a plan"

"A plan? What sort of plan?" I took a deep breath trying to steady my heart and slow the spinning in my head.

"A plan to kill Harry". Fred nearly fell off of the sofa.

"Kill Harry?"

"That's what it sounded like", I said. I leaned back and slumped into the sofa.

"What are you going to do?"

"Well he is one of the champions, so I have to protect him"

"From Moody? But Moody's such a cool teacher, he's one the best teachers we've had so far"

"Fred he's not the one of the best teachers if he's trying to kill Harry", I said sternly.

"You know what I mean. And anyways maybe you heard wrong", Fred offered.

"I don't think so, they plainly said, 'Soon we can destroy Harry Potter once and for all"

"Do you think Death Eaters have penetrated Hogwarts and that Moody is under the Imperious curse?"

"I don't know. I just don't know. None of this makes any sense. Moody is an Auror, not a Death Eater, and plus he's too stubborn and strong to be put under the Imperious curse". My hand rose to pinch the bridge of my nose, but was caught by Fred's hand.

"Hey you'll figure it out and until then go lie down and sleep, before you start getting hallucinations"

"I don't know that I will", I said.

"You will, you're just tired right now is all". I laughed slightly.

"Man you are persistant about that, aren't you", I stated. Fred merely shrugged. I kissed him on the cheek before I stood up.

"Oh and Fred", I called from the middle of the stairway. A dazed Fred turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you", and with that I walked up the stairs to catch a few hours a z's.

"Any time", Fred whispered. He got up and walked down to the Great Hall for some breakfast, still in star struck daze.

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