hey, sorry it took so long. school has been crazy and im waiting to hear about a job i applied for so i have had insane writers block. so heres the next chapter, i hope you like it.

"Oh come on, Allie." Harry pleaded.

"I said no. Now shh. This is the library not the Qudditch field." Allie said, she getting frustrated with the boy who lived. He had been watching her study for the past hour, which inevitably led to her study partner, Hermione, leaving to find solitude somewhere else. Allie wouldn't mind his company while she studied if he would just be quiet or Merlin forbid actually study too.

"Well why not?" He pushed her further. She put her quill down and attempted to stare him down. She frowned deeply, showing that she did not approve of what he was asking.

"Because where would the fun be if I did do it?"

"Oh come on, Allie! I'm asking you to help me write a paper, that's all! It's not like I'm asking you to solve world hunger or something! Hermione always would help if I asked her." He gave her the most pathetic puppy dog face. Allie shook her head 'no'.

"Yeah, well (a) you don't want my help, you want me to do it for you. And (b) do I look like Hermione to you?"

Harry smirked at her. He leaned in close until he was inches from her face. "Definitely not because if you did I wouldn't be able to do this." Harry leaned in and kissed her gently. He pulled back and once again began to pout.

Allie let out a little chuckle. "That was borderline cheesy Harry James Potter." She sat back in her chair and sighed. "I'll help with the research. That's all. You are gonna have to be a big boy sooner or later and write your own paper, you know. " She went back to her book and started reading. Harry smiled at her. He stood up and placed a sweet kiss on the top of her head.

"One day maybe. But for right now, I need your help." Harry winked at the small blond. "I'll see you later, I've got to go meet Ron."

"Ok, see you at dinner." Allie waved to Harry as he left her alone in her and Hermione's favorite study spot. She shook her head at him as he departed. They had been almost inseparable the last month and a half. Since the day she admitted to him (and herself) that she loved him the student population of Hogwarts rarely saw one without the other. Allie smiled at the thought.

She packed up her bags, fed up with studying. She decided to go find Hermione. They hadn't had any girl time in a while. Allie knew her best friend would be needing a study break by the time she found her. She started to head out of the library looking up and down the bookshelves as she went. One book caught her eye. It had a bright blue leather binding which was clearly visible on the shelf next to all of the regular, boring brown leather books, Allie went over to the bookshelf were the intriguing volume sat. The shelf was high up but maybe she could reach it if she tried. Allie stretched up onto her tip toes until she looked like a ballerina still she could not reach.

Allie was getting pretty sick of these stupid high shelves that just mocked her and her height. Come on just because she wasn't 5'10 like a model didn't mean she was....

Her rambling though was cut short when she discovered a hand reaching over her head and grabbing the book down from the shelf. Allie smiled to herself, it was just like what Harry did the night before the second task. "I thought that you went to meet..." she spun around and saw Cedric Diggory standing in front of her, bright blue book in hand. Clearly Harry had not returned. "Ron." She finished her statement.

Allie had not seen Cedric since... gosh had it really been since the day he broke up with her? She couldn't remember, all she knew was it had been a great while. Her heart and brain were fighting with each other, trying to tell her how to feel. Cedric handed her the book and flashed a small smile.

"You really should invest in a ladder or at least a pair of high heeled shoes." He joked. She laughed lightly knowing that it really wasn't a bad idea. The Hufflepuff ran his hands through his hair like Allie had seen him do so many times before, memories of them flooded Allie's mind.

"Yes, well why do I need those things when strong, tall, young men always come to my aid." She said sarcastically in her best 'damsel in distress' voice. They both chuckled at her words. Their laughter faded only to be replaced by an awkward silence. The two stood there for a while not knowing what to say. Allie clicked her tongue and looked around at the other books on the shelves.

"This is weird." She finally stated the obvious. Cedric smiled down at her. Her bluntness was something he always admired about her.

"Yeah, just a bit. We haven't seen each other in a while." Another silence. "When I..." Cedric trailed off. Allie didn't even have to read his mind to know what he was thinking. Allie gave him a lopsided smile.

"Broke up with me?" Allie finished for him. Cedric only nodded his head in response. He once more ran a hand through his hair before continuing.

"I didn't want to, I just felt like I-" Allie cut him off with a wave of her hand.

"Cedric you don't have to explain anything to me."

"But I want to." He told her quickly. "I felt like it was just something I had to do. For you to be happy. And I get that now. I know you haven't noticed but I've seen you with Harry and I know that it was the right thing." He finished.

Allie just stared at him, not knowing what to say. She opened her mouth a couple times but no words came out. She just gave up and flashed another lopsided smile.

"I don't expect you to say anything. I know that's not your... style. But I just needed closure." He confessed.

"I know, so did I." She said quietly and truthfully. To go from seeing someone everyday to not at all was extremely hard but it slowly started to fade into a slight sting every time she saw a Hufflepuff. "You know, not only were you my boyfriend, you were also one of my best friends." She looked down at her hands and began to play with her fingers.

"Do you think we could... you know. Still be friends?" He asked her, equally feeling the insane tension between them.

"Yeah." She said confidently. "I'd like that." She gave him a sweet smile. She really did want that. Cedric understood her and her crazy ways better than everyone except the Golden Trio and no matter how much she loved those three there were just times when she needed another opinion or a fresh look on a issue.

"Good. So I'll see you around?"

Allie nodded her head and flashed one more smile at him. They said their goodbyes and Cedric left her alone among the shelves of books again. Allie watched him go. She looked down at the book she held in her hands. She laughed at the irony of the title. In curly gold script the cover read 'Things We Loose Always Have A Way of Coming Back to Us'.

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"Hey Red! Have you seen Hermione?" Allie called after Ron, he was heading with a pack of students down to the Great Hall. Allie looked around her, trying to make sense of the chaos happening around her. Ron stopped and allowed Allie to catch up with him. "What's going on?" She asked, the question of Hermione's whereabouts was long forgotten.

"It's Mr. Crouch. He's dead. They found him in the Forbidden Forest." Allie's mouth fell open at the thought of the old man. Allie didn't know him but from what she could tell he was he was a boring, lonely man. She now felt bad thinking that about the poor guy.

She shook her head to clear the rambling thoughts in her head. "What? What happened?" She stammered, shocked that a man was killed on the Hogwarts grounds. That was unthinkable, Hogwarts was fortress, stuff like that just didn't happen there.

Ron took her by the arm and led her through the mass of students until they were at the front of the mob. It wasn't until they made it to their destination that Ron answered. "I don't know. No one does. But my guess is that it was the Killing Curse that got him." Ron looked around before continuing. "And Allie, there's more." Allie looked at him with concerned eyes. How could there be more?

"What is it, Ronald?" She asked timidly. He pursed his lips together.

"They think Harry did it. He was the one who found Crouch. They have him in Dumbledore's office now-" Allie was already running down the hall toward the Headmaster's office. How could they think Harry was capable of killing Mr. Crouch? It was impossible and utterly preposterous. She arrived at the gargoyle, read the thing's mind (yeah it was strange. Allie knew that.) and rushed up the stairs. She didn't even bother to let them rotate on their own. She busted through the door, completely out of breath.

She leaned down and placed her hands on her knees. "Professor." She panted out. "Harry... he couldn't have done it Sir." She paused to take a deep breath. "He can't even cast a decent disarming spell let alone the Killing Curse." She finally regained oxygen to her lungs and stood up right. She had her attention directed at Harry. "No offense." She told him concerning his disarming spells. She took in the room and saw Professors Dumbledore and Moody along with... oh crap. The Minister of Magic himself was standing there in his pin striped suit. She only recognized Cornelius Fudge from the portrait hanging of him in the the office. She didn't really believe that the picture was there because Dumbledore held respect for the man but more along the lines of Dumbledore being forced to hang it.

"Thank you Miss. Cullen." Dumbledore said with a hint of amusement in his voice and a very Santa-like twinkle in his eye. "I know that Harry did not commit this heinous crime but we did have to question him none the less due to the fact that he was the one who found Mr. Crouch."

Allie felt like a total idiot. "Oh,right. That's cool." She tried to roll her huge fumble off her back. She glanced at the three men all of which were still staring at her. Harry had a rather large smirk on his face, entertained by her little mishap. "Yeah, so I'll just-" She fumbled for words but just ended up pointing her finger at the door instead. She was embarrassed beyond belief. "Yeah, I'll just go. Professor as always, it was a pleasure. And Mr. Minister, um Mr. Fudge?" What was she supposed to call him? Oh my goodness she felt liking crawling under a rock and dying at the moment. "Sir, nice to meet you. Um, yeah. Bye." With those words she rushed out of the office.

Allie heard the click of the door behind her. She slid down the door until she was sitting. Allie let out a calming sigh before returning to standing position. She left the office and headed down to the Great Hall to find Ron. He was so going to get now. You mess with the vampire, you get the fangs.

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Ok, so Ron really didn't get the fangs (considering Allie didn't have fangs, that was never really one of her options) instead he received several pinches, two stubbed toes, and a giant hair pull. Allie, Hermione, and Ron were waiting for Harry to return from his meeting (Allie called it an interrogation but Hermione insisted that it was just a 'chat') in the Common Room.

An hour earlier the students had been herded back to their dorms after they had all flocked out onto the grounds near the Forbidden Forest. The staff did not want them to bear witness to the scene of the murder, some of the younger students wouldn't have been able to handle it. Hermione and Allie sat on the couch while Ron was plopped on the floor playing a game of Wizard's Chess against himself.

Allie took hold of Hermione's wrist and turned it so she could look at her watch. It was only 6:30 at night. This wait for Harry should be more bearable than the previous ones. Allie looked at her best friend. Hermione looked different than usual. Allie took a closer look and let out a giggle. "Hermione, are you wearing..." She started to giggle more. "make-up?" Hermione blushed and feverishly began to wipe at her cheeks and lips.

"What of it?" She asked rather forcefully. Allie shook her head at the bushy haired girl and tried to cover her smile with her hand. The blond couldn't help it, Hermione must really like Krum if she put on make-up for him.

"I didn't say anything. It was just a FAGQ." Hermione scrunched her eyebrows together out of confusion. She tilted her head to the small blond girl.

"A what?"

"A FAGQ. Frequently asked girl question. Normal girls talk about make-up and stuff like that, maybe we should try it without biting each others head's off, in case you haven't noticed..." Allie leaned in close to whisper the last bit into Hermione's ear like it was a secret. "We are teenage girls."

Hermione sat back and rolled her eyes. Allie began to laugh, the two did not act their age most of the time. Hermione acted like a grown up working at the Ministry while Allie acted like a toddler. The two were polar opposites yet exactly the same with their love of reading and knowledge.

Silence filled their little kook as the girls watched the other kids around the Common Room. One girl was crying and was getting pats on the back from her friends. No doubt the tears were over a boy, at Hogwarts they always were. Allie turned back to Hermione, having to get something off her chest. She would explode if she couldn't get one more little smart ass comment in. "So what did you and Krum do today?"

Hermione chucked a pillow at her head in response. Allie ducked but not fast enough. The button in the middle of the throw pillow (ha literally a throw pillow Allie thought) hit her square in the forehead and hurt like hell.

"Jeez, Mione! That one hurt!" Allie rubbed at her stinging forehead, Hermione was on the small side but she could throw like Peyton Manning. Hermione gave her an apologetic look.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She told Allie sincerely. The blond just waved it off, the bump forming on her head wasn't that bad. Allie looked at Hermione's wrist watch one more time. It was now 6:45, only fifteen minutes since the last time she checked. Allie's mind was filled with unanswered questions.

Where was Harry? Was he ok? What happened to Barty Crouch? Why did it happen at Hogwarts? Why now?

Allie shook the head, trying to release the thoughts from her head. She could just feel the headache forming from all the inquiries floating around in her brain. She leaned her head back against the couch and closed her eyes. She counted to ten slowly, willing herself to stay patient for at least another hour. The headache would be enough without her annoyance to go with it.

Allie felt someone stroking her cheek lightly, she opened her eyes to see bright greens looking back at her. Must have dozed off. She thought to herself. She gave Harry a smile and sat up straight. Hermione was still on the opposite side of the couch and Ron was still on the floor. It was dark outside so she must have been out for at least an hour.

She studied Harry's face, his handsome features were filled with anxiety and fear. "What's wrong? Are you ok?" Allie said quickly, wanting to know the answers. Harry gave her a small smile and a slow nod. Allie wrinkled her forehead, if everything was alright then why was he so worried? She didn't want to read his mind to find out, he had a right to keep his thoughts to himself. "Then what's wrong?"

Harry out a sigh and once again stroked her cheek. Allie placed her hand over his own. She searched his face for any sign of what was going on but he was detached from her. Allie realized that Ron and Hermione were also studying Harry, the small blond wasn't the only one who noticed the strangeness of his behavior.

"Harry?" Allie urged him to continue. She had to know what was going on.

"Dumbledore and Fudge are outside the portrait hole." He said quietly. Allie frowned, that was not at all helpful.

"OK, so what does that mean?"

He looked at her with weary eyes. Allie knew something was terribly wrong at this point he was acting too weird for it to be a minor issue.

"Harry, you're scaring me." Allie ran her hands through her hair, frustration and fear were taking over her senses. "Please just tell me what's going on." She was pleading now, he was keeping something from her, something horrible but she couldn't bring herself to search the depths of his minds. She just couldn't do it.

"Allie." He paused and took her hand. "Fudge thinks you did it." Allie couldn't breathe and she was pretty sure her heart stopped beating. Harry gave her hand a squeeze. Her gaze drifted up toward her boyfriend. He was just sitting there shaking his head. Both Hermione and Ron's mouths were hanging open in shock. Harry brought his gaze to Allie's.

"They think you killed Mr. Crouch, Allie."

tell me what you think. i know my writing in this chapter is yucky but that's all that would come out of my head. next chapter should be alot easier to write and should be better writing and plot wise so yeah. leave a review please, it keeps me from sucking. =]

oh yeah and thanks for reading!