Hurt didn't even begin to describe what she felt, as tears raced down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Jareth asked as he noted how pale the girl seated across from him had become.
However, there were no words. Tracey gasped for breath. It was impossible to breath. Her lungs were on fire as her throat closed up.
From the High Table, noticing the distress of one of his students after receiving an owl, Severus got to his feet and flew down the Slytherin table, only just in time to catch the girl as she stumbled out of her seat.
TBC...