Guess what? I got into the ROX concert! I also found out, on the same day, that I made it into the Invisible Children's Benefit Concert for children in Uganda! To top it all off- I'm in the school's award-winning creative arts magazine- Noesis! This chapter isn't exactly happy- but I am! :D

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After breakfast, Luna approached me with a piece of parchment rolled up and tied closed.

"I was told to give this to you," she said, in her usual dreamy state, holding some form of an onion in her hand. At least- it looked like an onion…

"Thank you, Luna," I smiled, opening the scroll and reading it as Luna skipped off.

"What is it?" Harry asked, walking up behind me.

"Dumbledore wants to meet again, tonight"

But I never did go.

Adrienne had returned from St. Mungo's and all of my plights had temporarily left my mind.

"Adrienne!" I engulfed her in a hug.

"Jenny!" she seemed elated to see me as well.

"How are you?" I asked, hoping she was as well as she seemed.

"I'm fine now, everyone's been asking me since I got back. I swear half of them have never talked to me before I became the focus of gossip. I'm almost as famous as you, now!"

"Haha," I rolled my eyes, just happy that she was back. "So… do you remember anything?" I asked, hoping I wasn't hitting a sore spot with the question.

"No," she shook her head ruefully; "I don't remember anything after leaving to go to the bathroom"

"You don't remember going into the bathroom?"

"Well, I remember going up to the door, but I guess someone Imperiused me just after that. I don't remember anything up until when I woke up in St. Mungo's a couple of weeks ago. Hey, I think your boyfriend's preparing an interrogation for me down the hall. I'd better go now if I have hopes of getting to class on time. The teachers won't go easy on me even though it's my first day back"

"Alright," I said as she gathered her books and hurried down the hall to get her anticipated conversation with Harry over. I bit my lip, shifting my feet as my mind succumb to the fact that Adrienne had no idea who Imperiused her.

But I do.

I pulled out my wand, swishing it by my side and welcoming a cool trickle running down my back. My feet padded up the stairs, weaving carefully around Dean as he pounded down the steps, racing to get to class. I swept into the room; glad to see it was empty, as everyone was either at class or rushing to it. I went to Harry's bedside, but it was empty. Temporarily stumped, my eyes scanned for places he could have hidden it. I checked the most obvious: under his pillow. Sadly, I found it there- the most predictable place to hide something. He would have been better off pretending it was spare parchment on his bedside table.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good," I tapped the parchment with my wand. I opened it, my eyes searching ardently. There it was, the small dot glued to the name Draco Malfoy. I fold the map up and shove it under his pillow, bolting toward the door. I stopped suddenly, holding my breath as I passed Harry. I began to pray that he hadn't seen me, but then I remembered that I am currently invisible and relax. The worst that could have happened was that he heard me catch my breath, which he could easily have mistaken for a creaky floorboard or his imagination.

I stopped outside the bathroom door, listening for signs that Draco was still inside. I heard nothing, but opened the door quietly just in case.

Draco Malfoy was standing with his back to me, his hands clutched on either side of the sink, his head bowed as he shook.

Is he… crying?

It was then that I saw tears streaming down his pale face and falling into the sink and my feet surprised me and started moving toward him while my mind remained in shock.

"I know it was you, Draco. You have to let me help you…" I crooned gently.

"No one can help me," his whole body shaking, "I can't do it. I can't. It won't work unless I do it soon… he'll kill me"

A hot trickle down my back let me know I was no longer invisible.

"I won't let this happen again, Draco. You have to-" It seemed by presence only just became apparent to him, and this alarmed him. He raised his head and, upon seeing me, wheeled around, drawing his wand, then sent my wand flying across the room. My jaw nearly dropped in disbelief- did he think I was going to attack him? It was then that I realized that we were not alone either.

Spells flew back and forth between Harry and Draco, and I was helpless to do anything about it. The spells were so close to hitting him. So close.

"Stop it!" I yelled, hoping some urgency in my voice would convince them to lower their wand. Of course, they had no sense to me when they were dueling. I racked my brain, trying to remember where my wand flew. I searched the floor, my hands fishing in the inch-deep puddle that was slowly consuming my feet. I could hear crashing and explosions behind me and I knew I had to hurry.

I turned around in time to see Harry slip and fall in the water, Malfoy's wand rising with a particularly cruel spell on his tongue.

"Cru-"

I snapped my arm out, immediately disarming Draco so that his spell wouldn't be finished. Alas, he was not the only one who was prepared to raise the stakes.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!" Harry bellowed from the floor.

Blood spurted from Draco's chest as though someone had slashed him repeatedly with a sword. He staggered backwards and fell onto the floor with a splash, his whimpers now filled with both emotional and physical pain. I rushed toward them, turning from Harry and dropping to my knees beside Draco as he bled incessantly, showing no signs of stopping.

"Harry! Harry do something!" I pleaded, recognizing that Draco might very well bleed out. What kind of forbidden spell had Harry cast? I felt my own heart race as Draco began shaking uncontrollably in a pool of his own blood. "HARRY!" I shouted with urgency, realizing that he hadn't moved at all, his face still frozen as it was when he first saw Draco fall.

Suddenly, the door banged open behind Harry and Snape burst into the room, a livid expression on his pale face. He pushed past Harry and immediately knelt on Draco's other side, tracing over the slashes with his wand and muttering an incantation that almost sounded like a song.

"Vulnera Sanentur… Vulnera Sanentur…" I watched in awe as Draco's wounds seemed to heal, or at least the flow of blood slowed to a near stop. "Miss Bennett, take Mr. Malfoy and clean him up. Repeat the spell and take him to the hospital wing for some dittany straight away to deter scarring."

I did not make any indication that I understood, other than moving to help Draco get up. I moved in a daze, only following orders, as if I were a mere shell of what I had been. As I draped Draco's arm over my shoulder, I began near dragging him from the room, although he did seem to catch on and try to support himself.

"Bring me your potions book, Potter" Snape snarled as I left the room.

People stared at Draco and I as we walked down the corridor, as we were soaked with water and blood. Questions were shot at me from people of all houses, but I ignored all of them and made a beeline for the hospital wing. When I got there, I immediately ran into Madame Pomfrey and told her to fetch some dittany by order of Professor Snape. She scurried off as I cleared the blood from him using Tergeo.

"Vulnera Sanentur" The words came out like a low lullaby as I traced the red lines on his chest, which had only minutes ago been expelling blood. Madame Pomfrey returned with the dittany and I stepped back, giving her space to work. For a brief moment, I considered an alternate situation where Draco was on his deathbed. The guilt struck and I turned to head back to the common room to find Harry. Something like this couldn't happen again.