Jamie spent the rest of her 'vacation' avoiding questions about her fight with Charlie. Not that it was hard. After hearing about Jamie had been hiding, her mother was not speaking to her, her father looked at her like she was a time bomb, and her brothers and sister would not let up trying to badger what had gone on that morning from her. By the time she boarded the train a few days later, she was more than ready to start up term again. Her mother gave her a short hug, and warned her to stay out of trouble, and to tell Dumbledore if she heard anything from You-Know-Who.

Jamie walked towards the great hall, talking with one of her friends, Jane. They had just finished their first day back in term, and were looking forward to a hot meal. Jamie was happy to have something to get her mind off of her horrible holiday. They talked about fluffy subjects: who was dating who, shoes, fashion… It made everything that had happened over the past few weeks seem very distant.

Jamie sat down next to Jane at the Gryffindor table, pulling several dishes closer to her. They munched happily, continuing on with the light conversation during their meal. After several deserts, they got up, heading towards the library to start on their massive amount of homework that had already been assigned. They were complaining about just such while walking through the Great Hall when Jamie felt some grab her arm. She turned around, seeing Draco's pale face, she noticed several bruises on his neckline, as well as on the wrist that held her; he was flanked by his usual two goons: Crabbe and Goyle. She stopped, raising an eyebrow at Draco; he made a gesture to a more secluded corridor.

"Jamie?" She heard Jane's worried voice from behind her.

Jamie turned, smiling at Jane.

"I'll meet you in the library, I forgot I promised to help Draco with a charm earlier today…"

Jane raised her eyebrow in disbelief but nodded, they may be friends, but they were not nearly close enough for Jane to want to get tangled up in any sort of mess she was in. She waited before her friend was out of sight before following Draco down towards the dungeons; they stopped close to Snape's classroom. Draco motioned to Crabbe and Goyle who went up and down, to guard the passageway.

Jamie yanked her hand away once they had left.

"Do you ever get tired of playing messenger?" She snapped.

Draco's lips drew together in a thin line. He withdrew a letter from his cloak, handing it to her.

She turned it over in her hands, and then dropped it onto the ground.

"Do you really expect me to open that after last time?"

Draco frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Jamie's eyebrows shot up.

"You don't know?"

He shook his head.

"That package that you gave me last time, contained a port key… I am lucky to be standing here, not locked away in your house right now." She whispered.

A shocked expression came to his face.

"So that's why he was so angry…" He muttered.

"Did he give you those bruises?" She asked bluntly.

He looked away, silently answering her question.

She stuck her hand out, putting a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. Draco looked her in the eye.

"I'm sorry Draco." She said.

"But you understand why I cannot accept the letter."

Jamie let go of his shoulder, striding past him and up the stairs.

"He wont stop." Draco said.

She stopped, turning around to look at him.

"I know."

The months grew longer, as did the six years workload. The stress of upcoming N.E.W.T exams mounted as they approached June.

Jamie had no idea what she was going to do with her life after Hogwarts and was glad that she still had another year to decide, though she wasn't sure she would even have a choice considering her father's desire to capture her. Jamie hadn't been approached by Draco since the first day of term, although she often caught his staring at her, it was creepy, and Jamie almost told him off about it. She hadn't heard anything from Charlie either, she had contemplated writing to him, but when she put the quill to the paper, she found she had nothing really to say. She was almost glad they broke up, Charlie was safer if she didn't love him.

Jamie climbed up the stairs, making her way to Gryffindor Tower. She planned to spend the night studying in the common room, and maybe playing a game or two of wizard snaps with Jane. She found her friends Will and Jane sitting near the fireplace in big comfy chairs, reading their potions books and jotting down important details on sheets of paper. She sat down beside them with a deep sigh.

"Man I have a lot to do!" She complained.

Will glared up at her, mad that she disturbed his thought, and resumed his work. Jane just continued frantically reading line after line in her book. Jamie rolled her eyes, man they got testy this time of year… and pulled out her own potions book, settling back to start her procrastinated essay on Wolfsbane.