"If you hold still you'll be fine," Lupin said.

"But it hurts it hurts it hurts!" I squealed.

While cleaning the lounge, Harry and I came across a grandfather clock that spit bolts at passersby and I happened to be passing by. A bolt got lodged in my arm and naturally I was freaking out.

Lupin pulled the bolt from my arm and blood started flowing freely from my arm.

"Why is there so much blood?!" I asked.

"Relax," Harry said as Lupin bandaged my arm. "You're such a baby."

"Leave me alone. It hurt!" I said sticking my tongue out at him.

"There, you'll be fine now," Lupin said.

I sighed. "Fantastic. I'm going to get some water."

"Hurry. Molly will be looking for you," Lupin said.

I nodded and walked toward the kitchen with no intention of returing.

I walked inside and found Tonks finishing putting the dishes away. Miraculously not one of them was broken.

She looked over to me and smiled. "What happened to your arm?"

"I got into a fight with a grandfather clock that likes to shoot bolts at people and I lost," I said.

She chuckled. "Is your arm alright?"

"Yeah, it's a bit sore though," I said. I sat down on the dining room table. "So. . . Your name is Nymphadora right?"

Tonks shuttered. "Just call me Tonks like I said. It sounds better and uses less oxygen."

I chuckled. "I like my name but it's not very original. I think it was meant to be the female equivalent of Harry or something."

"Well it suits you fine," Tonks assured me. ". . . You know I knew you when you were little at Hogwarts."

I shook my head. "I swear I can't remember you. I wish I could though."

"No you don't," Tonks laughed. "I was horribly awkward and children ran at the sight of me. I was clumsy, I hurt myself and other people often. Not to mention I was mouthy. It's funny how much I've changed and I graduated less than 10 years ago."

"You didn't earn points with teachers I'm guessing?" I asked.

"Zero," she said.

"I know how that is. The only person in the entire history of Hogwarts with a worse detention record than me is my father," I said. "Before I planned on breaking that record but I've decided to put the bad behavior behind me for good."

"Not that I'm discouraging your bad behavior, but why?" she asked.

"OWL's are this year and I'm confident I'll do well but, I want to go into potions and teaching which requires two years of student teaching and well, you've met Snape. He's not the easiest character to deal with is he?" I asked.

"He's not so bad if you get used to him," Tonks said.

"I guess if you have to put up with him," I said with a sigh. And I had been putting up with him my whole life.

"Well if you go into potions you're going to have to put up with him aren't you?" she asked.

"I suppose," I replied. Snape used to be one of my favorite people when I was a kid, even if he was always kind of an asshole. He'd always been encouraging and supportive of my aspirations to be a potions master. It was when I hooked up with harry, Ron, and Hermione that I became super annoying and he became more of an asshole.

Lupin walked into the kitchen and looked directly at me.

"Hannah, there you are. You know Molly is looking for you," he said.

"I don't want to clean anymore," I complained. "I want to be away from all the dust and the dirt and the evil clocks."

"Do you really think it makes a difference to Molly?" Lupin asked with a sigh.

"But I don't want to," I said.

"That's too bad. Go to the drawing room," Lupin said.

". . . No," I grumbled under my breath.

Lupin cocked and eyebrow at me. "Excuse me."

I didn't really feel like getting roundhouse kicked by my favorite teacher today so I changed my answer.

"I'm going before I dare invoke the wrath of Remus Lupin," I said sliding off the table.

I walked out of the kitchen and started to make my way to the drawing room when I ran into Sirius in the lounge.

"Just the girl I was looking for," he said. "Come here."

I walked over to him. I knew the tone he was using was one that meant I was about to be reprimanded for something, but what was a mystery.

"Yes?" I asked as I approached.

"So about yesterday evening, what was all that about?" he asked.

I'd completely put my fight with Harry to the back of my mind.

"I was just. . . You know. . . Severe sibling rivalry," I said. "We'll try not to have it happen again. We're both just. . . Going through some things."

"And you're okay?" he asked.

"I'm swell," I said.

-And while we're on the subject of how swell I am, let me tell you about my amazing boyfriend Draco Malfoy.-

I tried to open my mouth to get the words out my mouth but it wouldn't.

"Are you alright? You look a bit peaky," he said.

"I'm fine," I said.

". . . How about you get some water and go meet everyone else in the drawing room," he said.

"Okay," I said. I turned and walked away quickly, back towards the kitchen, again.

When I got close enough I could hear Tonks and Lupin talking inside, about none other than yours truly.

"And she was depressed, why?" Tonks asked.

"Well, she was taking extra classes with a time turner and not getting much sleep, and then there was the fact that she had a bit of drama with Hermione and Harry and Ron and they stopped talking to her," Lupin said.

Third year was the worst year of school I had faced thus far.

"And Dementors on top of that watching Hogwarts for Sirius right?" Tonks asked.

"You also forgot," I said stepping in, "that you lied to me, remember, Lupin?"

"Lied about what?" Tonks asked curiously.

"Well he told me he was friends with my parents but he didn't tell me Sirius was his best friend or that he'd murdered their friend Peter or that Sirius was the reason they were dead or that he was my god father," I said. "I know now Peter is alive and tried to kill Sirius and is the reason my parents are dead, but at the time that's what I believed to be true and what he believed to be true and he didn't tell me. I didn't have any idea why Sirius was pursuing me and no one would tell me. Lupin was the only person in the whole school I could trust and when I found out he had lied to me. . . I felt hurt. Really hurt."

"What a git you are, Remus," Tonks said. "Going and making everything worse like that."

I shrugged. "I suppose he was right to not tell me though. After I found out what I thought was the truth I did go looking for Sirius. I wanted to kill him."

"What's all this talk of killing me?" Sirius asked walking into the kitchen. "Haven't you gotten your water yet? Shouldn't you be I the drawing room?"

"They're about to spray for doxies. I don't want to be there," I said innocently. "Please don't make me go."

Sirius stared hard at me for a long moment and then smiled. ". . . Alright."

"Sirius," Lupin said objectively.

"I mean, you will go into the drawing room and help them spray for doxies," Sirius said, attempting to be firm. I groaned. "Go on now."

I walked out of the room, glaring at Lupin as I went.

I walked to the drawing room where there were buckets of doxies lying around.

"Ah! Hannah! There you are!" Mrs. Weasley said. She tossed me a can of doxy repellent. "Go over there and help the Harry, Ron and Hermione spray."

I took my can and walked over to them.

"Aren't you allergic to doxies?" Ron asked.

"Course I am," I said, spraying, knocking a few doxies to the ground.

"Be careful then. These suckers have been nipping at us nonstop," Hermione said.

"I'll do my best," I said.

Just then I sprayed. The curtain shook violently. We all took a step back.

"Weird," I said. Then a swarm of doxies flew out of the curtain attacking and biting. I tried spraying my can to get them away, but as was the way these things went, my can jammed.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione quickly went to work spraying and pulling doxies off me.

When all was said and done I was lying on the floor staring up at the ceiling. I was itchy all over and I could feel my throat starting to get scratchy.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked.

"I. . . Hate. . . Doxies!" I wanted to shout, but my throat was starting to swell up and close so it came out as a whisper.

"We'd better get you some medicine before your throat swells up so much you can't breathe," Hermione said.

I was starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded now and I could feel myself starting to sweat.

"Quick, Harry, go get Lupin or something," Hermione said.

I would've sighed if it were possible, but I needed to conserve my oxygen just in case.

I was really excited to see Sirius and Lupin and everyone but with the being dropped from a balcony, Harry getting attacked by dementors, being shot in the arm by a rogue clock, and now suffering a near fatal allergic reaction to doxies, this was turning out to be a pretty shitty way to end my summer.