AN: Here is another for you guys!

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Draco decided to make his essays in their common room instead of meeting me on my free time. I asked what he would do if there were dementors, he said he would lure it away from his two friends and turn to his animal form, sounds Gryffindor, but the only plan he has. I didn't argue with him, I understood why he decided that. I suppose it to do with a Slytherins' self-preservation. It's only natural. It would be better since he would be well protected in the dungeons than out in the corridors.

On my way to Transfiguration after Arithmancy and Draco went off to Charms. Potter walked in step with me.

"Meet me in Moaning Myrtles' bathroom after your last class."

"What's this about now?"

"Second phase"

"Alright" I nodded. "What about the other two we need from the Professors?"

"We'll have to plan those."

"Okay, when?"

"This evening, common room, Hermione and Ron will be helping."

"How about you're dorm room instead? We don't want to risk of the others knowing about it unlike what you three have usually done in the past."

Potter flushed at my last comment. He should be embarrassed, they had been careless.

After Runes, I bid Draco and Zabini goodbye as I went down the second floor corridor. I looked behind me before I went inside Moaning Myrtles' bathroom. Potter was already inside waiting by the sink. He nodded to me before he hissed, and the entrance opened. He went down first and I followed after. I groaned as I dropped on the ground on all fours. Not the best slide, if you ask me. I looked down at myself to find my robes were covered in dust. The many times Potter went down here why hasn't he cleaned the entire slide off with his own clothes?

"You okay?" He asked when I got to my feet.

"Fine" I quipped pulling out my wand and siphoning the dust of my clothes. Dust can be the cause of colds.

I followed Potter as we neared the outer chambers, but we didn't head towards the door with the snakes on them. He stopped in between two snake statues. He hissed once more, whatever he said the two snakes slithered from their positions then onto the wall. Their heads meeting forming an arch, then a wooden door appeared. He opened the door and gestured for me to go inside.

"What's in there?" I asked him looking into the door which showed a passage.

"Salazar Slytherins' secret quarters, he uses it to get away from Godric Gryffindor when they have a row."

"No traps?"

"Only a parselmouth can get in, and you'd have to know the correct words on those two snake statues."

"How do you—"

"Basilisk" he said

I rolled my eyes. Of course, only thing that must know Salazar Slytherins' secret. I went in with Potter following behind me his steps echoing onto the stone floor.

We reached an archway I didn't see from the door. I assumed that the doorway or the passage had some been placed with magic so no one can tell what was inside from outside. Talk about being secretive. Stepping through the doorway, torches and a candle chandelier lit up and I have to say the place was medieval, but stylish.

There was an unlit fireplace at the far wall with the insignia of Slytherin above it green cloth and embroided with silver thread. One thing that's never missing a bookshelf, two in fact, next to the bookshelves was a desk in front of an enchanted window showing a view of the lake. By the foot of the desk, was a large green and dark rectangular rug. Next to the desk was a cabinet with smaller shelves containing what, maybe some potion ingredients or something else, it could be enchanted to hold something larger than it looks. On the opposite side of where the desk was a work table, a mortar sat untouched along with some old parchments and quill. There was another doorway next to the worktable it was connected to the bedchambers.

"Why are we here?" I asked turning to him.

"It's about the second phase."

"Yes, you have mentioned that."

"Well, it's—you and the others need to practice for the second phase."

"Why would we need to practice?"

"It's a dance."

I blinked at Potter. "You're joking, right?"

"No. Salazar Slytherin apparently liked dancing and he added it in for the ritual. That's not the only—"

"Don't tell me, he even added his own steps for the ritual?"

Potter nodded. "He has a vial of the memory of the steps, only problem is well, you can't bring the vial out of this room. It goes back to where it was placed."

"Useful charm that one, wish I knew it then I wouldn't have tried to hurt you during second year."

"You're still angry about that?" I turned to him with a raised eyebrow. How stupid can he be to think I'm not angry about it? "Right, sorry, stupid question" He mumbled.

"Why bring me here then?"

"There's pensieve in here we can use to view the memory, and..." He said looking away "well, I can't teach the steps by myself. Also, it would be faster if you helped in teaching the steps to the others. I'm not really much of a dancer."

"Don't you want to ask them to come here instead?"

"We could, but there isn't much space for four persons dancing." He answered.

I looked around the room, and he was right. The room was only half the size of our dorm rooms.

"Then, we can come here every day to learn the dance."

"About that Slytherin made it a point to avoid coming here too much since it wasn't good for him either and to avoid anyone finding it, you can enter the quarters for a good of two times in a week and that's with the use of a time turner."

"Can't we make a copy of the memory?" I asked. It was possible to duplicate the memory.

"I've tried it, but when I stepped out and was by the snake statues the vial of the copied memory was gone."

"Have you tried extracting your memory that holds the memory of you viewing the memory?"

Potter shook his head. "It was blurry when I placed it into my pensieve."

"He's a very secretive man isn't he?" I said in awe of the founders spells to avoid anything leaving his secret chambers, at the same time it was annoying.

"Or he's paranoid" Potter answered

I nodded. "Where is it then?" I said.

"Where's what?" He replied.

"Your brain" I answered and he frowned. "The vial of the memory and the pensieve, we might as well be productive while were here."

While it was fascinating to see Salazar Slytherin in person, well in a memory, instead of his statue self was far better. The man was intimidating that's for sure. Even from a memory you can tell that he was powerful and not to be messed with from the strict look he had. As for the dance, yeah, well the steps were simple enough almost like waltz with no partner added with a mix of ballet or interpretative dancing while going around in a circle.

We left the secret quarters after a bit more of copying the steps Salazar did in his memory. We were headed to Gryffindor tower to drop off our bags before heading to the Great Hall.

"Did you tell Hermione and Ron why you needed an object belonging to Professor Flitwick and Snape?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want them in any danger."

"They helped you during our first year and they were in as much danger as you were. They're your best friends." I told him. "If they're truly your friends they would be with you through thick and thin."

"I don't understand you."

"You're point?"

"You don't like me, but you convinced Colin to apologize to me and stop him from worshiping me." Did Colin tell him that? "You said I was lucky to be back to see my two best friends again when you don't like the idea that I'm changing things. Cedric also said that I would go off saving someone if I can help it. Didn't you say you don't care for me?"

"I still don't like you it is still a fact and the truth. I do know that you make some choices although rather idiotic if I think about it. Your making those choices to save others and avoid whatever happened before. I still don't like the choice you made with me having to ask Diggory and Luna."

"You're still not going to help me though."

"No. I won't. I'm not here trying to do what you set out to do. I just have a confusing purpose in all of these."

"What do you mean?" He glanced at me.

"Just forget it." I shook my head. "It's not that important."

"Why do you say it's not?"

"Leave it" I answered going up to our dorm room and dropping off my bag.

I went back down to find Potter by the portrait hole his two friends absent.

"You could have gone ahead." I said approaching him.

"Professor McGonagall said we have to walk around in groups or pairs." He answered. "Dementors might just be around the corner."

"I can produce a patronus you know."

"Really?" His eyes brightened. "What form is it?"

"It's not corporeal." I answered before walking through the portrait hole.

It was the third week of November I was in the boys' dorm with the golden trio to plan on somehow tearing a part of our Potions Professors' robes, and something from Professor Flitwick. I suggested a quick cutting charm by the ends of Professor Snapes' billowing robes, but they told me it won't work. I listened to Rons' suggestion on causing an explosion or disturbance in the class, that will catch the Slytherin head attention then I cut off a portion of the 'greasy gits' robes. I complained that it was too flashy, but no they prefer their plan instead of my suggestion. Then, there's Professor Flitwick, I mentioned to them about the mourners' jinx that will induce someone to cry uncontrollably over simple things and will disappear after some hours. They thought it was brilliant since Professor Flitwick would hand me a handkerchief or conjure one for me.

First was our plan for Professor Flitwick, we did have Charms on a Tuesday. We were practicing with the charm and halfway through the class I felt tears falling down my eyes then I heard sniffles come from me. I wanted to stop then but the jinx was already placed. I continued in performing the spell, but my stammering voice only caused me to make a mistake.

"Oh no!" I gasped as tears fell from my eyes. "I'm so sorry Pro—Professor! I didn't—I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, Ms. Fawley." The short man told me a reassuring smile on his face. "Is everything alright?"

"No." I sobbed into my hands. I felt depressed and pessimistic with the effects of the spell. "I almost burned off your hair."

"Quite alright, hair grows and not too much damage done." Our Professor answered. "Here, why don't you dry your eyes?"

I looked through my fingers to find a handkerchief handed to me. I cried again at the offered the handkerchief. "Thank you" I hiccupped taking the cloth, and I could tell everyone was looking at me. "Professor?"

"Yes?"

"May I go to Madam Pomfrey?" I said biting my lower lip, reining on my mind and failing to control my tears from falling.

"Of course" Professor Flitwick nodded.

I scrambled placing my parchments, quill, and book into my then leaving the room as fast as I could to get to Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey identified the spell, but as I knew it was would wear off eventually. I was given a sleeping draught and slept off most of the morning. My house mates asked me why I cried during Charms when I entered the Great Hall for lunch, Garret and Colin even asked. I told them about the jinx and that made them leave me be. Sheila and Alistair had caught wind of it and grabbed me after I was done eating lunch.

"We heard you cried during your Charms class." Sheila said. "Everything, okay? I see you by yourself in the library."

Alistair said. "Don't think that we don't miss you too. You're not alone, Ina."

I felt myself flush of embarrassment and my insides warm up. "I know." I said keeping my eyes on the floor. "But that's not why I cried, I was hit with the mourners' jinx, it can make a person cry over simple things."

Sheila and Alistair shared a look before they laughed. Sheila pulled me into a squeezing hug, and Alistair ruffled my hair.

"Glad to know it wasn't anything serious." Sheila said smiling. "If you need someone to talk to, you know where to find us. We're still on that Hogsmeade weekend by December. We're dragging you with us even if you have detention to serve."

"I can't wait." I smiled back, with that I went off to my class that afternoon.

Thursday morning was double potions.

"Hi, Ina" Draco said as he sat next to me. Which was a surprise, he always sat with Zabini during Potions.

"Hello, Draco" I answered "Not going to sit with Zabini?"

"He won't miss me that much."

"Missed me?" I said glancing at him.

"It's different being in the common room. No other books to use, unless I went to the library."

I chuckled. Slytherins' can be cryptic, but I can read between the lines. His long string of words meant 'yes'.

I nodded and the doors opened for Professor Snape to enter. His robes were always billowing when he enters, and I can cast the cutting charm wandlessly. No way am I going along with their flashy plan. While Professor Snape was still close-by I made a cutting motion by the corner of his robes and said in my mind 'Diffindo'. I watched a perfect cut at the corner, leaving a black piece of cloth on the floor. I knocked the spoon on my desk off to the floor, and made to pick it up along with the black cloth. I could see Draco raise an eyebrow at me on the edge of my eyes.

I saw Potter head into the Potion ingredients stores, and I followed after reading the needed ingredients.

"Potter, no need to continue as planned." I said grabbing a bottle of eye of newt. "I went with my plan, and it worked."

Potter didn't say anything as I grabbed the rest of the ingredients before heading back to my table. I watched as Potter whispered to Ron, and the red head seemed to deflate. Would he really want to get Snape angry and lose us house points?

"What was that earlier?" Draco said next to me slicing the gillyweed.

"Gathering" I answered.

Draco didn't say anything else as we focused on our own potion for that meeting.

"You're often with Granger and Longbottom in the library."

"We walk together to the library. See you in Defense." I said before making my way to my house table.

The second time we went to the secret quarters that week it was on a Friday afternoon, we hardly got close to getting the steps right with just our memories. I wondered to myself if there was any modification made on pensieves so the memory could be projected outward like a movie.

"Potter, do you have any books on pensieves and made modifications on them?" I asked as we left Moaning Myrtles' bathroom to head to the Great Hall.

"No." He answered.

"You have a book on enchanting objects."

"There's nothing about pensieves in it. Pensieves are more intricate to make you have to use runes."

I nodded and went off in the direction of the stairs. The room of requirement was able to give me books on memories before maybe it can hand me one on pensieves. If not then I can ask Hermione about books on pensieve in the library.

After eating dinner, I rushed out and headed to the room of requirements. I heard soft patters on the stone floor behind me moments later. I turned around looking for the source. There was nothing there. I continued to make my way up the winding stairs and I heard the soft patters again. I turned around again, and still nothing not even to the side of the corridor. I about faced and jumped to see a black weasel on its hind legs its nose twitching standing steps ahead of me. I wondered if it was the same black weasel I saw before. I bent over and called the animal towards me. It stayed where it was at first, but then went towards me. I cradled it in my arms.

"Does someone own you?" I asked.

The weasels' nose only twitched and it tilted its head to the side. I frowned, I don't know of a spell that can tell who owns a weasel in the castle, unless it's Weasley? It's farfetched after Scabbers.

"You might as well come with me." I said placing the weasel onto my shoulder. "I can't very well search out who owns you at the moment if someone even owns you."

The weasel stayed on my shoulder as I walked back and forth to enter the room of requirement. Inside was the same when I asked for a pensieve before, a Japanese setting, and there was an added bookshelf on the wall. I read the title on the spine of the books. There were added books about the mind and memories together with pensieves and runes. I grabbed one book titled 'Working with your memories in a pensieve'. The title looked promising. I sat on the armchair next to the bookshelf, and the weasel got comfortable on my lap.

I was so engrossed in reading the book. I only looked up at the clock when it chimed to find it was already eleven. I made sure to remember the page I left off before placing the book on the end table. I stood up then to hear a squeak, and the weasel land onto the floor. Whoops.

The weasel squeaked and looked like it was even scowling at me, if weasels' even knew how to scowl.

"Sorry about that." I said chuckling and grabbing him. "I forgot about you."

I was answered with a squeak as I was thinking that the door that shows up will lead me directly to my dorm room. It did, and I buried myself under the covers after changing to my pyjamas. As for the weasel, it slept near my pillow.

I woke up to find the weasel had moved from next to my pillow to above my stomach curled up. I sat up and made sure not to rouse the animal. After my morning stretches, I changed into my uniform and school robes before I grabbed my bag and the weasel then heading down to the common room for spell work. I left the weasel on top of the work table along with my bag.

I was by the third floor did I come across Professor Lupin with the weasel in my robe pocket.

"Ah, Kellina, Good Morning" He said smiling. "I think you have something that I've been looking for."

"A black weasel?" I asked.

"Yes, it showed up in my office a number of times already. It won't leave me alone, so I decided to keep the little bugger. Just goes off where it wants, almost got eaten by Mrs. Norris on Halloween."

I pulled the weasel out of my robe pocket and handed it to our Defense Professor.

"Does it have a name?" I asked.

"Oh, never thought to name it." Professor Lupin seemed surprised on my question.

"Can I name it?"

The weasel gave a squeak. "Uh, sure."

I stared at the weasel well its fur was very dark. "I know, Midnight." I said smiling at Professor Lupin.

"Good name." He nodded, the weasels' nose twitched.

"I thought to name it Black, but then that's Sirius family name. It would be rude to name it after one of the sacred twenty-eight family name." I answered. "Are you also headed down for breakfast, sir?"

"I was actually looking for Midnight. Go on ahead, Kellina. After I leave Midnight in my office I'll follow."

While it was still early in the Great Hall, and Professor Babbling was already by the teachers' table I went towards her.

"Good Morning, Professor." I greeted her smiling.

"Good Morning, Ms. Fawley." She smiled back.

"Ma'am, Is there a pensieve that can project a memory outward for four or more persons to view the memory in it?"

"A pensieve that can project the memory in it?" Professor Babbling said thoughtfully. "There are in fact pensieves such as those, quite rare, even during the time of the four founders. One of the four founders owned such a pensieve. The headmaster has a pensieve, but not the one I mentioned."

"Thank you, Professor." I answered, now I just hope that it was Salazar Slytherin who owned that pensieve.

As it was a Saturday, and there was a meeting for the first and second years for the defense club and that means Potter and Draco will be preoccupied for a good of two hours. I went up to the seventh floor to finish reading the book. When I was done, I wanted to go back to the secret quarters and get a closer look at the pensieve. The book mentioned the penseives Professor Babbling told me, there was a designated keyword the owner uses to project the memory. Argh, why is it only twice a week?!

Lunch had passed that day, and it was already two when I left the room. I headed down to the kitchens to grab a late lunch, but while I was by the Great Hall doors I could hear shouts inside. I took a peak, and found first years and second years paired off duelling against each other. There were some stray spells, hitting other students, and there were some with orange skin and purple hair. I watched for a while before going to the kitchens.

After filling my stomach, I went back up to the ground floor by the Great Hall. I saw Draco come out speaking to Professor Snape.

"What were you asking the Potions Master?" I asked.

"Potion ingredient" He answered.

"Alright, want to duel?"

"Maybe tomorrow" He answered. "We have a joint meeting with the fourth years in the Defense Club. You are coming, right?"

"Of course, I am." I smiled. "Duelling is one of my hobbies. Since tomorrow is our duelling date, then what do you want to do?"

"Fly" He grinned at me.

Snow was already falling, and we had to wear our coats and gloves in the air. We stayed in the air for a while playing a game of seeker to which I won two out of five. After freezing ourselves in the air we hefted out brooms and headed back to the castle.

"How did it feel getting hit by the mourners' jinx?"

Crying in front of your Professor and classmates is one of the most embarrassing things that can happen to me. "I can cast it on you if you want to know."

"No, thank you, but why the jinx?"

"I did tell you we needed items that belonged to the four head of houses."

"All done with that?"

"I hope so." I answered "Then, again when it comes to Potter there's something bound to go wrong. Have you told your parents you're staying over the holidays?"

"That's a bit of a problem. My parents' demanded that I come home." He replied.

"Did you tell him?"

"Before the start of the meeting, he's going to see about a more preferable date if it's possible before the start of holiday break."

"I hope it doesn't fall on Hogsmeade visit. I promised Sheila and Alistair I'd go with them, and I need to do my Christmas Shopping. I'm going to give Potter an elephant's trunk if he manages to ruin another Hogsmeade visit."

"I'll give him the ears." Draco volunteered.

I spoke to Potter that evening in their dorm room.

"Potter, I found a way we can view the memory without having to bend over the metal bowl."

"How?"

"One of the four founders has a special pensieve that can project the memory in it outward, it wasn't mentioned who, but I'm hoping its Slytherin. There's a specific keyword so that it will project the memory. I don't suppose you know the keyword?"

"I can ask 'her'." I knew who he meant.

"When are we going down their next?"

"Friday and Saturday afternoon"

"Potter, you do realize we'll only have two weeks left before holiday break. Not to mention Draco won't be staying for the holidays."

"Not just him but neither is Cedric staying for the holidays either."

"Then, when are we going to do the second phase?"

"I'll have to see about it." Potter answered combing his fingers through his hair. "It's possible to change the date for the second phase, but not the third phase."

"Alright" I nodded and turned to leave, but I stopped while holding the door open. "Potter?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't place it on a Hogsmeade visit you've already ruined the last one."

Sunday came, along with it the Defense meeting. The Great Hall was filled with third and fourth years. Sheila and Alistair were present. Professor Lupin and Snape came in the Great Hall without any outer robes as they went to the front.

"We've covered the shield and disarming charm from the previous two meetings." Professor Lupin said. "I hope you've practiced on those two spells and know other spells which I may add are harmless. Third and Fourth years will be paired and may I add with a different house. After a good of fifteen minutes you will change partners with our signal."

There was a sudden buzz to which Professor Snape easily diffused as he spoke.

"If one of you does not follow instructions you will suffer the consequences, along with it you will have detention with me for the remainder of the term."

"The duel starts when you hear the sound of a gong. Now, then, pair up please." Our Defense Professor said smiling.

I looked over in Dracos' direction giving him a wry smile then shrugging before I searched the room for one Ravenclaw, Cho Chang and offered to be her partner. With a loud gong sound, I used a body-bind on her, and she didn't have her wand out when I used the spell. I cancelled the spell and helped her back up to her feet.

"Sorry" I told her smiling sheepishly. "I should probably defend and you attack."

I kept my defense for the good of fifteen minutes, and by defend it was using the shield charm, then rolling out of the way or stepping out of the way. In our duel I tested a tactic, I avoided or blocked the spells then getting close to my opponent, but it would only work for duelling amateurs as the closeness would distract them.

"Cho Chang, you're really good." Cho said to me, with her hand held out to me.

I took her hand and smiled. "Thanks, practice makes perfect, Kellina Fawley."

The rest of the meeting, I was approached by Ravenclaws and Slytherins for a duel. Professor Lupin called everyone to attention once it was close to the end of the two hours stating it would be the last meeting for the year, as there will be none for December.

We went back to Slytherins secret quarters that Friday night. We had both agreed on going to bed earlier that night so our dorm mates won't wonder where we were after curfew, but we would be meeting inside Moaning Myrtles bathroom, me under the disillusionment charm and Potter with his invisibility cloak. Potter pulled out one book from the bookshelf. He flipped through it his eyes scanning the pages. I didn't look over his shoulder and got a closer look around the room. The small shelves were filled with potion ingredients as I assumed. I heard Potter hiss with the pensieve floating above the desk in the room, and from the bowl it showed the memory of Slytherin dancing.

"We're lucky he really had the pensieve." Potter stated.

We almost got the steps up to the second part of the entire dance, it had four parts and I was ready to sleep on my feet. I had stepped on Potters' feet by accident and he had jumped holding his foot. Was my foot that heavy? I looked down at his foot and saw he was only wearing slippers.

I yawned into my hand. "Well, serves you right for not wearing your shoes."

"Yeah, and you could stay awake a bit longer." He scowled.

"I need my sleep. I wouldn't want to be as short as you from what I saw." I answered shaking my head to try and wake myself up, but really my eyes were against me. "Potter, have you looked inside the bedchambers?"

"Yes"

"Have you slept here before?"

"When I was reading one of his journals, why?"

I didn't answer and went straight to the bed. I placed a warming charm on the sheets, before I burrowed myself under the covers of the bed.

"Fawley?" Potter nudged me.

I grunted back.

"It would be better if we went back to our dorm."

"Too far...a lot of stairs" I answered, I just wanted to sleep.

"It's cold down here"

"Don't care... need... sleep"

"Fawley"

I pried one eye open annoyed with him. Did he not just see me use a warming charm?

"Go back yourself" I answered, there was no movement and I couldn't care if he stayed or not.

Once I felt rested, I opened my eyes and stared at Potters' sleeping face close to mine. I blinked a couple of times thinking of last—early morning. I recalled it easily enough and I wasn't going to go and scream. Typical Potter to stay with me, I sat up and shook him.

"Five more minutes" Potter mumbled sleepily.

I rolled my eyes. I shook him again and he pulled the sheet over his head, a non-morning person.

"Potter, wake up!" I said aloud. He grunted back.

I shoved him off the bed and he yelped as he fell. He glared up at me.

"I was going to use a water conjuring spell or a stinging hex." I answered checking the time and getting off the bed.

The chambers were definitely cold I had to place a warming charm on myself and wore my shoes. Huh, was I able to remove my shoes last night? I shrugged it off and got to my feet remembering to stretch.

"What are you doing?" He asked getting to his feet.

"Stretching" I answered.

And while I was stretching he spoke up, he must not be used to silence.

"We should get back to the tower. Ron will wonder where I am."

"Whatever" I shrugged. I do want to take a shower if there were any dust on the bed and maybe a visit to Madam Pomfrey. "When are we going to do the second phase?"

"A day after coming back from yule, I already told Cedric, you can tell Luna and Malfoy." I nodded.

I was done eating breakfast, and my eyelids were growing heavy. I have to have eight hours of sleep or more. I got up to leave, but before I did I called Potters' attention.

"I'll meet you at two later. I'm going to catch up on my sleep. Merlin knows you should too. Can't trust those growth spurts."

Potter was surprised his eyes widening. The others around us were surprised themselves. When Potter snapped out of it, he had a grin on him.

"Yeah, sure. Same place." He said.

A few more days before the start of yule break, and I still didn't know if I was going home or not. Potter was staying his name was on the list of staying students. Everyone else was going home even his two best friends. Apparently, I didn't have trouble making a decision. I received a letter from Exxion that week.

Dear sister,
Father and Mother will be going on a vacation over Yule. I will also be out of the country for a business venture for a week. I'm sorry if you had wanted to come home, but circumstances happen. When I come back I'll visit you there at Hogwarts. You can show me around the school. I've always wondered what it looks like. I hope you're keeping yourself safe. Remember how you did in the sealed rooms, it will immensely help you.
Love your older brother but truly younger brother, Exxion

After reading Exxions' letter I wonder how he's going to get to Hogwarts, does he know what Hogsmeade looks like or does he even know a floo that connects Hogsmeade to magical London?

It was a Hogsmeade visit before everyone would be getting on the train and spending their holidays with their family. I had met up with Alistair and Sheila outside of Honeydukes.

Alistair rested his hand on my head as I got to them "Now then where to first?"

"You two know the place more than me." I answered.

"Well, the three of us have our Christmas shopping to get done don't we?" Sheila said. We nodded. "Shall we head to each shop and see what we can find? If we're hungry we'll just head to the three broomsticks."

I walked in between Sheila and Alistair as we went around the village entering shops to look for presents. The shops weren't as filled as I thought, but the three broomsticks was. Most of the students were there to grab some lunch or a butterbeer or to get warm from the cold weather. The place was jam packed I could see the golden trio along with some of our other housemates. I nodded to Terry as we passed their table. Me, Alistair and Sheila grabbed a table near the back.

"Hullo there Sheila, Air, and who's this with you?" asked I assumed to be Madam Rosemerta.

"Madam Rosemerta, meet, Kellina Fawley, did you know before her sorting she had punched Harry Potter." Alistair grinned.

"Oh, deary" Madam Rosemertas' eyes widened "Why ever did you do that? Gone to get his attention before anyone else?"

I flushed out of embarrassment of that memory. "No, I wasn't trying to get his attention." I replied. "I met him before coming to Hogwarts. He didn't help me so I punched him when I recognized him."

Madam Rosemerta nodded. "How long was that?"

"Two years back before my first year"

"Forgive and forget, I'd say, but better to forgive but never forget." She said shaking her head. "What will you three be having?"

We gave our orders to her, and she left to get us our butterbeer.

"I see you know Terry." Sheila said wiggling her eyebrows as Rosemerta came back with our drinks.

"We have Arithmancy together." I answered as took a sip of my butterbeer, sweet, bit of butter and was that beer?

"And? What do you think of him?" Alistair asked.

"Too friendly to be in Ravenclaw" I replied.

"You don't think of him of anything else aside from a Ravenclaw acquaintance?"

"Yes. Why? Are you trying to tell me he has a crush on me?" I asked. I know Garret has a crush on me with the way he blushes and looks away when I catch him looking at me in the common room. "There's no need for you to inform me."

"So you do know." Alistair chuckled. "Pay up Sheila."

Sheila looked put out as she handed her step-brother two galleons.

"Any other bets I should know about me?" I asked.

"Are you and Potter friends now?"

"Hell no!" I said aloud those on the next table turned their attention to ours. "There's no way I'm friends with that insensible prick of a pothead! Not after what he did!"

"Okay" Alistair patted my head "But we did see you the other day walking with him to your dorms."

"I'm not friends with him." I hissed at Alistair to make a point, and it did as he held his hands up in surrender.

"We believe you." Sheila said on my side. "Don't bite Airs' head off, he needs it to think."

"Why doesn't Draco join you in the library anymore?" Alistair said.

"You know dementors." I shrugged.

"You walk around the school by yourself?!" Sheila hissed at me. "Ina! Are you trying to make yourself dementor food?"

"No, I know how to fend myself against dementors."

"You can produce a patronus?" Alistair asked surprised.

"Yes, but it's not corporeal." I replied annoyed that I couldn't make a corporeal one.

"That doesn't make me feel any better." Sheila said frowning. "You said you'll be staying here. Everyone's mostly going home with the threat of those dementors suddenly coming and taking your soul."

It was the recent gossip around the castle a week ago a Slytherin and Hufflepuff prefect were faced with a dementor each they almost lost their souls if it weren't for Sprout and McGonagall using the Patronus charm.

"I have no choice, I have to stay here. My parents are out of the country and my brother has business to attend to. I'll just be going to an empty house what's the difference if it was here or there? My brother will be visiting me after a week of the holidays."

"Does he look like you, your brother?" Sheila asked.

"Yes, I guess if we were the same age we'd look like twins." I answered.

"We haven't met him or your parents at the train station. It's either you left already or they're late and we leave ahead of you." Alistair said.

"Yeah, about that..." I told them that neither our parents nor my brother picks me up from the station.

Alistair shook his head just as Rosemerta brought us our food. "After this year, we'll introduce you to our parents."

"They're both corny and sappy love struck adults." Sheila said. "We've been telling them about you. You should stay around the platform a bit longer. We'll introduce you to them."

We finished up our lunch, and stayed there for a while Sheila and Alistair complaining about the assignments they were given within the first half of the term. Alistair wondered how Diggory did it, quidditch captain, seeker, and prefect, yeah, one can say that guy can deal with a lot of pressure on him. After that we went back out to continue with a bit of shopping and they showed me around the town. We went to the shrieking shack, where the Draco and Potter were standing a distance from each other their wands out.

"Hey!" Alistair shouted causing them to turn their wands on us.

It was instinct and I also had my wand out pointing it in their direction. I wonder what will happen if we had a three way duel.

"You two lower your wands!" Sheila snapped. I saw her look at me at the edge of my eyes. "You too, Ina."

I didn't lower my wand, not until they did the same. We lowered our wands, but had it in our hand still.

"Potter, Malfoy, break it up or we will report you two." Alistair said his voice low and harsh. "You two are always at each other's necks even in our meetings. Why do you two even dislike each other?"

He was met with stares and silence.

"What are you two even fighting about?" I asked getting their attention. "Draco?" I looked at him, but he turned his head away from me. "Potter?" said boy only scowled at the snow covered ground. I sighed. "Shouldn't you two be with your own group of friends?"

Potter walked past us leaving us there, Draco remained where he stood.

"Come on, Air, I just remembered something mum wants us to buy." Sheila said grabbing Alistair by the arm and dragging with her from the shack.

Alistair protested but went with her anyway. We were left there, me staring at Draco and Draco avoiding my eyes.

"I'm staying here." I said, at least that got him to look up.

"Why?" Draco frowned. "There are dementors, Ina."

"I know, but my parents aren't here now. They're somewhere out of country. My brother also, he has business dealings out of country."

"You can come to the Manor. My parents won't mind. You've already stayed there once."

I shook my head. "Sorry, but I'll have to decline." Dracos' face fell "Not because I don't want to come, but I have to stay. My brother will be coming over and he wants to see the castle."

"I wish you were in Slytherin instead, Ina." Draco gripped his hands into fists. "I don't like the idea that you're in the same house as Potter." He said the word Potter venomously.

I slid my wand in its holster before I went towards Draco and took his free hands with both hands. I pulled him with me to sit down on a nearby boulder clearing it from snow.

"I should have been more truthful with you, Draco." I said. "When you said you'd be staying in your common room instead of meeting me, and told you I didn't mind. I was lying. I did mind. I'm not close with Hermione, she has Potter and Ron. Luna has Garret and Colin now. Neville mostly spends time with Seamus and Dean or in the greenhouse. There's Alistair and Sheila, but with their schedules, they don't match with mine. They have class and I have free time. Skye's there, I go visit him every now and then. As for Boot, I only see him in the library to borrow books. I just write my essays there by myself with no one to talk to. Sure, Neville and Hermione come with me, but it's not the same."

"I'm sorry, Ina." Draco said next to me his head hanging. "I should have still met with you. We're both animagis we could have avoided those dementors in our animal form without a problem, but my cowardice came out."

"We're only human. We think of ourselves when were faced with death." I replied.

Draco shook his head. "But you didn't worry about you dying down in the chambers you were more worried for me even after I told you those hurtful words. I don't even know how you can forgive me for that!"

"Well, to be honest with you I was shaking like a leaf when I met Riddle, but the thought of you dying was scarier to me than my own death."

Draco snorted. "No wonder you're in Gryffindor."

I smiled. "Beside the entire thing isn't your fault."

"You're too good, Ina." He whispered.

"No, I'm not good to Potter."

Draco groaned leaning on to my shoulder. "Don't talk about him. New rule, we don't talk about Potter when were together."

"Alright but we can rant about him if we want to." I added.

"I can live with that. Why were you with Potter the other day?"

"I thought we weren't going to talk about him?"

"I'm not talking about him. We're talking about what you two have been doing down in the chambers."

"A dance?" Draco shook his head. "Makes you wonder what kind of person Slytherin is behind closed doors."

"We all have that side we don't want others to know Draco." I told him as we walked back to the castle.

"Can we promise not to hide anything from each other?"

"Even feelings?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Except that one, I'm not good with giving advice; don't even bother asking advice from me about boys."

I laughed. "Not to worry, Draco. I don't think I'll be asking any advice even about boys, maybe a suggestion or your idea."

"Why don't think you'll fancy anyone that you'll ever need my advice?"

"Even if I do fancy someone I won't make a move. I'll wait until it dies away." I answered and shook my head. "Besides I'm not sure about fancying anyone."

"Why not?"

"It's..." I trailed off wondering if I should tell him about my prophecy. It's the uncertainty of it that scares me. I wouldn't know what happens to me.

"Ina?"

"I'll tell you someday." I replied.

Everyone was ready to leave, and I was by the entrance hall saying goodbye to Luna, Sheila, Alistair, and Draco. I wanted to hug Draco, but he wouldn't let me and avoided my hugs saying that Malfoys' don't get hugged in public. I hugged him anyway I don't care about his rules. It was two and almost three weeks that I'll be stuck at Hogwarts with Potter in Gryffindor tower. Draco was miffed that Potter was also staying. He wanted to drag me onto the train with him. Once the other students were gone, I noticed we were the only ones in the entrance hall.

"About the dance" Potter started. "We can go down there and stay longer."

"By longer do you mean staying there the entire day?" I asked.

"Maybe" Potter shrugged. "We can use—" He looked around us. "We should head back to Gryffindor tower."

"Maybe another time." I told him. "I have something to do."

"Oh, alright." Potter nodded and I headed up to the room of requirement.

AN: I name thee weasel 'Midnight' also because I'm still awake past midnight. Isn't it amusing when someone isn't used to affection? (as long as they don't punch you) Makes you want to hug them more.