-Hikari Chapter 14-

Dear Sirius,

Sorry for writing so late. It' already been a hell of a year, and it's only been the first month. Oh, Ron made Keeper which is great! And Hermione has been a very 'proactive' Prefect. She's been sort of using her new position to support her Spew campaign.

I don't know if Dumbledore told you yet, but our new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher is woman named Jennifer Noir. She's a foreigner from the States, but she seems to know what she's doing, but at the same time she's kind of scary, and gives us loads of homework. Sometimes I think she's a female version of Snape, but she hasn't called on me at all in class..

Professor Noir brought some American students with her to Hogwarts and four of them were sorted into Gryffindor. One of them is a Chinese fellow named Ryouchi Fushichou, who we met on the train with his brother Hiroshi (Hiroshi is in Hufflepuff). Hermione really likes him, but Ron hates it when ever Ryouchi's around. There also a tan skinned girl named Cassandra Iris who was able to become a reserve Chaser on the Quidditch Team. She been really good at practices, and Angelina's talked about having her play the match against Slytherin. One of her friends, Kailyn Seadragon tried out for Keeper, but sent Alicia to the Hospital Wing for a day. Kailyn also kicked Draco's wand out his hand on the first day of classes. You should have seen it Sirius, it was bloody brilliant.

Then there's this other girl, Patricia Starlight. She's the one I mistook for Ginny at Diagon Alley. I can't stop thinking about her, especially her smile and her long beautiful red hair. I think I like her Sirius, but I don't know how to tell her.

Please give Buckbeak a pet for me.

Harry

It was lunchtime for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the fifth year Gryffindors were eating at their table. However as the others chatted about Ron's nerves during Quidditch practice, Harry hoped that he would get a response from his godfather today. He written to him a few days ago, and really needed some advice about what to do about the girl in red hair he couldn't stop thinking about.

"Harry! Ron!"

Harry shot his head over to Ginny racing down to them.

"Oi, where's the fire Gin?" Kelly remarked.

"Did you guys hear what happened today with you're friend in Slytherin?" She said.

"What about Jefferson?" Trisha instantly demanded.

"Well, um…" The Weasley girl spoke in response.

"Oh just tell us!" Hermione said.

"Well, during Defense class, He came in to see his sister," Ginny explained. "He looked really upset, but after calming him down, she gave him a note and he left. Colin said he over heard her saying something about going to see Dumbledore."

Harry watched as Trisha's face suddenly filled with worry. "But Jefferson should have been in Divination."

"Well that why I'm surprised you guys didn't hear." The younger girl replied, "Because I heard from Luna Lovegood right before he came to our class, he had just put Professor Trelawney in a coma. Apparently she starting going on about seeing a ' very dark aura' looming around him, and she put her hand on his shoulder and she suddenly stiffed up and fell backwards on the floor, her body all frozen like she had been jynxed."

Trisha instantaneously sprang from her seat as her best friend instantly grabbed her wrist.

"Let me go Kelly," She told her, "I'm going to see him."

"Jefferson's fine," The other girl replied, "He's with Dumbledore and his sister's probably there right now too."

"I don't care!" Trisha shot back as she broke free, "I need to see if he's alright!"

She rushed out of the Great Hall. Harry had to an urge to follow her, mostly because he wanted to know what was going on between those two, but he submitted to his seat so he could heir the rest of Ginny's story.

"So is Professor Trelawney going to okay?" Hermione asked.

"I don't think so," Ginny said back, "I heard the Dumbledore is arranging her to be taken to St. Mungo's later today."

The remaining three American students looked at each other worried, like there was something they knew about what happened, and Harry was starting to get tired of that.

"Oh, don't worry guys; I'm sure it has nothing to do with your friend in Slytherin." Ron assured them, "Have you guys smelled the stuff she burns in that classroom? It's liable to put anyone in a catatonic state."

Trisha was running down the corridors of the Castle. She wondered how long Jefferson was there without her or his sister to consol him, and it just made her more worried. She soon found her way to the griffin statue that was suppose to be the entrance to the Headmaster's office, but she had no idea how to get in. She supposed it was just like the portrait with a password, but it's not like a she knew what it was.

"Trisha, what are you doing here?" Jennifer asked as he suddenly came down from behind her.

"I heard about what happened to Jefferson at lunch," She could only reply.

"I see" Jennifer just strolled over to the statue and spoke, "Fizzing Whisbee"

Trisha jumped when at that instant the griffin statue hopped aside to reveal a staircase. The teenage girl just followed her teacher up as Jennifer knocked on the door at the top.

"Professor Dumbledore, its Jennifer," She called out, "And Patricia Starlight is with me."

The door open for them on it's own as the two stepped into the Headmaster's office. Trisha instantly saw the love of her live sitting inside with a very distraught look on his face. Beside him was an elderly man with a long silver beard and half-moon glasses. Albus Dumbledore looked up from the boy and said, "Ah Jennifer, I see you finally made it."

"Thank you for looking after Jefferson for me Professor." Jennifer said to him.

"It was no problem at all," The elder wizard replied.

Jennifer rushed over to her baby brother's side. Trisha moved to follow suit until Dumbledore suddenly spoke, "So you're Patricia Starlight?"

"Huh?" Trisha froze as the wizard was looking right at her with those weird misty eyes.

"Crystalla told me all about you." He said. "Says you're one the most fascinating people she have ever met, and that's saying a lot."

"She did?"

"Yes, and from how you have been doing at my school, I can see why she chose you to be her guardian." Dumbledore continued, and then turned to the others. "Now I apologize for making this meeting short, but I have a very ill Divination teacher to attend to. Farewell"

The headmaster suddenly disappeared from his office. Trisha finally rushed over to Jefferson and rapped his arms around him. "Are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah I'm fine," He assured her cocking his head to the side.

"Jefferson, tell me everything that happened," His sister demanded.

"I was just in class, sitting at my table not really paying much attention to Professor Trelawney. Then out of no where, she went up to me and starting going on about a dark shadow looming over me. She then touched my shoulder just once, and I suddenly felt a shock surge through my body, and the next thing I know she was on the floor, her eyes frozen open towards the ceiling."

"Oh my goodness" Trisha just hugged him again. But all of a sudden, Jefferson broke her away from him.

"Why did you come here by yourself?" He asked her.

"What do you mean?" She replied, "I was worried about you of course."

"But…" Jefferson just turned his head away from her. Trisha instant stood on her feet.

"This is about how you're a Slytherin and I'm a Gryffindor again." She said.

"I know you're getting to know Harry and the others pretty well, and I don't want to ruin that for you." Jefferson admitted.

"I don't care about those stupid house rivalries, Jefferson!" Trisha shot back, "They can all get a life for all I care!"

"But Trisha"

"And I thought you would feel the same way," The young witch said before she stormed out of the office.

Dear Harry,

I'm glad to hear you are doing alright. Tell Ron congratulations on making Keeper for me. As for your new Teacher, Dumbledore already told us about Miss Jennifer Noir. Did you know she went to Durmstrang? But from what I heard she seems to be on our side. Though I'm surprised that Dumbledore let her bring so many of her own students to Hogwarts.

About his girl you like, the only thing I could say is if you really feel so much for her, you should tell her as soon as possible, even if she may not think the same way about you. If you don't, you may end up regretting it later.

Buckbeak says hi!

Sirius

Harry finished reading the letter from his godfather as he strolled down the hallway. How could he tell Trisha he liked her? He didn't even know if he really did. The young wizard just tried to rack his brain around it. Soon he found some his friends walking together though the corridors. A few of the other American students were there as well.

"Sorry about not making Keeper, Kelly" Hiroshi was saying.

"It's alright, it was a long shot anyways," She told him back.

"You know, the twins are going to be gone next year, you could tryout for Beater" Ron suggested. The others fired they're eyes at him.

"You know, that's not a bad idea." Kelly replied.

"Yes and maybe you could learn to hit the balls to people not on your team." Casey added in.

"Well I don't know if you've heard Kelly," Hiroshi continued, "I actually made Keeper for the Hufflepuff team."

"What? That's awesome!"

"Yeah, the captain said I was pretty good for not ever flying before," He explained, "But I think I lucked in because hardly anyone showed up for the tryout."

"Really? That's odd."

"Well I tried asking the Captain about it, and all he muttered out was the name of the last captain, Cedric Diggory…"

Everyone around the new students froze when Hiroshi spoke. Before any of them asked what was wrong, Harry instantly darted away down the corridor.

The young wizard soon found himself alone with his chest racing. He tried to catch his breath, telling himself to calm down, but he couldn't. The new students had no idea the horror he had to witness happened right before they came to Hogwarts, and what could be looming over them.

"Harry?"

The young boy turned around to find Trisha looking at him with a confused face. "Are you alright?" She asked.

"It's nothing," Harry replied as he turned away from her.

"You can tell me Harry." She said back. "What's wrong?"

The teenage boy looked at her before turning back away. He didn't want to burden Trisha with his guilt, but something compelled him to confess the whole horrible ordeal to her. She would find out sooner or later.

"You see, last year, a student was killed by Lord Voldemort." He told her.

"Oh…" The girl only replied.

"But you see Voldemort was after me, and Cedric, Cedric Diggory, wasn't supposed to be there." He explained "But it was my fault he was brought to that place and I may never forgive myself for it."

Harry just continued to look away from her. Now he just wanted to run away in tears, but before he could, he suddenly felt two arms wrapping around him.

"It's okay Harry," Trisha whispered softly into his ear, "I know exactly how you feel."

Harry's chest just froze as his breath felt short. As she broke away and walked off smiling at him, Harry just stood there trying to contemplate what she just said.

At that moment Harry finally decided to tell Trisha he was in love with her.

"Hey, Blood Traitor!"

Jefferson zipped around to find himself surrounded. After being calmed down by his sister, he was finally let out to go back to his dorm. He hoped to spend the rest of the day in his bed trying to recover from the horrible mishap in Divination, but instead he was suddenly being surrounded by Draco Malfoy and his two thugs Crabbe and Goyle.

"I hear you put a teacher in the hospital today," Malfoy teased at him, "Nice work."

"It was an accident." Jefferson told him.

Malfoy merely smirked at him, "Sure it was, but it's about time you acted like your house,"

"Look just because I happen to be wearing green robes, doesn't mean I have to be as pathetic as you." Jefferson shot back.

Jefferson instantly found himself getting a hard jab in his gut before being arm locked by Malfoy's two lackeys.

"I would watch your tongue Noir," The blonde boy barked back, "You see, very soon, all of you filthy American wizards will get what you deserve for coming to our school, especially that mud-blooded bitch with the red hair…"

Jefferson elbowed both Crabbe and Goyle each in their stomachs (a move he learned from his sister) and pulled out his ebony wand, pointing at the Malfoy's throat, suddenly lifting the blond headed boy off his feet.

"I don't care what you say about me Malfoy," Jefferson growled him, "But if you ever talk that way about the woman I love again, I WILL make you regret it, got it?"

Jefferson then just released Malfoy and walked away. The Slytherin stumbled back to his feet. His breath was unsteady, but as soon as Malfoy calmed down, he smirked deviously at the boy walking away from him.

"You're what?"

"I'm going to tell Trisha that I'm love with her." Harry told his best mate. "I'll see you later"

After telling Ron what he was going to do, Harry dashed down the corridors. Ron just sighed as he saw Hermione walking up to him.

"Where's Harry going so fast?' She asked.

"Oh, he's just going to tell Trisha he fancies her." The Weasley boy said, "It's about time too."

Hermione just gasped, "He's what? We have to stop him!"

"But why?" Ron asked.

"I'll explain later, Come on!"

Harry soon found himself in the courtyard outside Transmutation when he found Trisha talking to her best friend Kelly. He started to step up to the girl, her long red hair shining in the sun…

Suddenly out of no where he saw Jefferson walk right up to Trisha. Harry froze as he watched the Slytherin took her hand as she turned to him.

"Hey," He simply greeted her.

"Hey!" She replied, but before she could say anything more, the other boy pulled her close to him and what he did next made Harry's heart stop.

Jefferson had pressed his lips against Trisha's. Her eyes widened in surprised but she soon relaxed to him and the two soon were holding each other kissing passionately for all of Hogwarts to see.

"Geez, get a room guys." Kelly teased nearby.

Ron and Hermione came running up and saw the scene before them.

"Well, that explains a lot." Ron could only say.

"Harry…" Hermione tried to consol the young wizard, but all Harry did was turn around and run away.