Maya woke from a deep sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she exited her dormitory, going down the stairs when loud music reached her ears and the sound of screaming and partying came from the common room.

"Maya!" Neville cried, pushing his way towards her

"Hey Nev. What's all this?"

"Gryffindor's ahead of all the houses by 200 points! At this rate we'll win the House Cup for sure!" Ginny chimed, popping up behind her. "Firewhisky?"

Maya looked aghast at the suggestion. "Ginny Weasley! How could you suggest such a thing? We are at school and alcohol is not allowed! I should take this from you, but," Maya lowered her voice a little, eyes twinkling mischievously. "I'll let it pass because this is an important thing to celebrate and-"

She was interrupted by Ginny's loud laughter. "I knew you had some fun in you! You're not just a bossy know-it-all!"

"Excuse me?"

Ginny ignored her. "Come on, let's go have some fun." As she dragged Maya through the crowd, Maya glanced at Neville desperately, but he only smirked and raised his firewhisky to his lips.

She had a wonderful time, but soon it was curfew and Maya felt obligated to turn the music down and usher the younger ones into bed.

Maya woke on a Hogsmeade weekend. She felt absolutely terrible. Her throat was on fire, and her head was aching. Maybe some fresh air will do me good. Maya thought before she exited the Portrait Hole and went outside to the field.

"Maya!" Draco called at her, surprising her and causing her to fall off her rock. He swooped down and picked her up, kissing her fully on the lips. Oh no! Maya thought, desperately trying to push him away. The tickle was working its way down his sinus' again. Her face felt hot and her eyes had started to tingle. She could feel congestion filling her nose and she parted her lips to get a good breath. The air was warm, but it tickled her throat all the same.

"Draco…Get…Off. Me!" She gasped, finally managing to push him away. She quivered slightly, feeling the tickle creep down her throat as Draco watched her, confused and upset. Why did she push me away? He wondered. It had started with just a small prickle that could have been rubbed out easily. But her hands were busy, trying to push Draco away.

"How long have you been ill?" He asked softly. Maya felt anger rise up in her, and before she knew it she was yelling hoarsely.

"I am not sick Draco Malfoy, you ignorant little prick! I can't believe you kissed me! How DARE you! Don't you ever speak to me again!" She cried before stomping off back to her bed.

"Maya? What happened between you and Draco? Blaise told me he's been moping since he came back yesterday. It's probably you, don't deny it. He's only ever showed emotions when it comes to you." Ginny warned as Maya opened her mouth to speak. Maya tried, but found her voice had been reduced to a raspy whisper.

"Well…I may or may not have yelled at him when he tried to kiss me…" Maya admitted sheepishly.

Ginny put her hands on her hips and glared at Maya. "Maya! How could you?" She scolded. "You know how hard it was for Draco when you started to ignore him? He was heartbroken! Blaise told me he was crying yesterday! You better go and apologize!" She told Maya, and Maya simply nodded and got off her bed before Ginny stopped her. "Not now! You're in no shape to go anywhere now. Stay in bed Maya. I mean it." Ginny ordered, and Maya nodded, too tired to argue, slipped under the covers and fell asleep.

Maya groaned and got out of bed, feeling light-headed and dizzy. She slipped out of the common room, treading carefully and putting a feather-weight charm on herself. She would have gone to sleep except guilt had overwhelmed her and she decided she would not sleep until she apologized to Draco. Slipping into the library, she caught a flash of platinum blonde hair by the window in a secluded corner of the library. She smirked. There as only one person with that type of hair.

"Draco?" She whispered, not by choice of course.

"Go away." He replied, not even looking at her.

"Please Draco, look at me and I'll tell you everything." She said desperately, smiling internally when he reluctantly turned towards her. He stared at those sapphire eyes rimmed with a tinge of red. Her face was paler than usual except her nose, which was red from all her sneezing.

"I'm really…. really…. I'm really…" She trailed off as her stomach coiled and lurched.

"You're what?" He asked, noting the way she bit her lip and the way her hands clutched her stomach. "Maya?" He asked uncertainly, but before he knew it, his soulmate was hurling acids and bile all over the floor, spewing out tiny morsels of bread. Even when Draco thought she had no more acids to projectile vomit, she gagged and retched. Finally straightening up, she clamped a hand to her mouth. "Maya?" He asked again, suddenly worried. She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak but instead started to hurl blood all over the carpet, mixing it with the vomit already on the floor. Draco watched in horror as she heaved. When she was done, she collapsed onto all four, hands trying to support her weight. "Scourgify!" He said, pointing his wand at the bloody mess on the floor. Maya looked at him gratefully and stood up.

Then it happened in slow motion.

Maya's eyes went rolling backwards into her head, her face went white and she fell backwards onto the floor. Draco's seeker reflexes took hold and he swooped her up in one arm, cradling her like a baby. He ran to Madam Pomfrey, yelling her name as he barged into the Hospital Wing.

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