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Someone's P.O.V

"Idiots! What were you thinking? Attacking Fleur like that? And you were caught by Professor Snape!" I yelled angrily at the students gathered before me. A few opened their mouths to speak, but I silenced them with a wave of the wand. "Do not speak, you could have ruined the plan and set us back another thirty years. Ever since the Dark Lord was killed by that bitch, we've had to skulk in the shadows, and now that we're so close to rising once again it's almost ruined by you jackasses."

"But sir, she beat Krum, if he loses it'll set us back, won't it?"

I glared at the black-haired boy who spoke up, "Crucio," I spoke with hate casting the torture curse on the boy for only a few seconds, but I knew it would feel like an eternity to him. His screams rang out, echoing through the small room. I looked into the eyes of the rest of my soldiers and watched as they winced at the pain they saw being inflicted. But after the initial shock wore off they grinned as they watched, I smiled, we'd chosen well.

I walked over and leaned down to the young man as he shook, "Do not speak unless spoken too, your family doesn't have enough status for that," my tone was low, dangerous, and I smiled menacingly as the boy shook. I stood back up, glaring at the young men in front of me, "That goes for all of you." Each boy hurriedly nodded as my eyes found there's, the effect I held over them was intoxicating. "And to answer your question," I relented, "Yes and no, Krum already has a lot of influence, this tournament will just give him a little extra. Getting found out, however, will set us back exponentially, and we'd all be killed for our failure. Now, dismissed!" I watched as my young soldiers walked out of the room, they were a ragtag bunch, but they'd get their jobs done when the time came, I was to make sure of that.

Ginny

I woke up with Pansy still clutching me like a life raft, her eyes were open, and I could see the terror, the pain, and anguish that flowed through her mind, the pain she always hid when she knew others could see her. I stroked her hair, causing her to looked up at me, she smiled sadly, she was on the verge of tears. I smiled back at her and leaned down to kiss her on the lips before unentangling myself from her embrace to get ready for the day. She too got up to get ready, she moved sluggishly, and I knew she must have woken up again, and this time not being able to get back to sleep.

We finished getting ready at the same time and walked towards the Great Hall hand in hand, people still stared but I'd easily gotten used to it, I didn't care, I had my Pansy with me. Smiling at the thought I leaned into the older girl's side, cuddling into her. She wrapped her arm around me and a warmth I'd never felt before I met Pansy spread through me once again.

"I love you, Pansy," I whispered.

A light giggle slipped from her between her lips, the sound was musical, and I wished she would do it more often, "I love you too."

We sat at the Gryffindor table, eating breakfast and talking lightly about nothing, in particular, our friends joined, all except one and I sighed as I spotted Ron sitting at the other end of the table by himself. I had no idea why he hated me being with Pansy, sure she was a bully, but that was before, maybe if he knew why she was like that in the first place, he'd be able to accept her.

"I need to get to class," I said, kissing Pansy on the cheek before standing and leaving the Great Hall.

But I didn't go to class, I walked through the halls, not sure of where to go first, I needed help with Pansy, even if I were to just understand what's going on. I decided to walk to the infirmary to speak with Madam Pomfrey first. Walking through the infirmary doors I immediately heard whispers, I looked around and saw a few students laying in the beds, but Madam Pomfrey wasn't in sight. I knocked on the door to her office, on the other side, I heard frantic rustling before the door opened revealing the nurse's assistant.

"Is Madam Pomfrey here?"

The assistant nodded and motioned for me to enter the office, the man had short black hair and was impossibly tall. It amazed me how he became a nurse's assistant, he always looked angry, a sneer never leaving his face. It was like another Professor Snape, and we definitely didn't need that.

"What is it, Miss Weasley?" the nurse asked.

"Uhm…" I glanced at the man still in the room, "Can we maybe… speak in private?" I leaned in to whisper, "It's a woman problem," I lied.

"Of course, Mr. Williams, could you please check on the other patients?" The tall man gave a curt nod and left the room quickly. "Now what do you need?"

"Well, I lied, it's actually about Pansy," the nurse stiffened as I said my girlfriend's name and hope spread through me, even if I can't get the information then haopefully they're atleast working on it. "I share a dorm room with her… and we've started dating… but that's not really important," I blushed at my outburst. "The thing is Pansy is having nightmares… every night… it's hard to listen too, it hurts to hear that she is in pain and there's nothing I can do to help."

The nurse listened to me the whole way through, she smiled as she rested her hand on my shaking one, stilling it, "I'm afraid there's not much that can be done, but making sure you're around her will help. Nightmares can come from anxiety, depression or fear, having people around her will help."

I nodded, but it didn't make sense, the nightmares were so often, so vivid that she could recount them completely once she'd woken up. I left the office, thanking the nurse before heading to Professor Dumbledore's office. Hopefully, he'll tell me something more.

The walk to the headmaster's office was quiet, the rest of the students must be in class, so I'll have to make sure I don't get caught. I walked as quietly as I could, listening out for anyone that could send me to class before I could speak with Dumbledore.

I made it his office and signaled that someone wanted to speak to him, I waited at his office's entrance for a few minutes before the giant bird statue started to spin and raise the staircase to the Headmaster's office. I jumped on the steps as quickly as I could so I didn't need to walk up all of the stairs.

"Good morning Miss Weasley," I was greeted as I entered the office, "Lemon Drop?" he offered as I approached his desk, I nodded, and he passed one to me. I popped it into my mouth and loved the sour kick as it touched my tongue.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Not a worry, anyway why are you here? Shouldn't you be in class?"

"I should be, but I need help, Pansy's been having nightmares," I said not explaining why I wanted help, knowing the Professor he already knew, he seemed to know everything.

"…" He mumbled something across his desk that I couldn't hear, "When did this start?"

"I don't know, but it's been happening since she moved into our dorm." The Professor nodded, seeming to be in deep thought about something, the silence was deafening, I willed the headmaster to speak.

"Thank you for bringing this to my attention, I will be sure to look into this matter and make sure that nothing sinister is going on. But you'd better get to class."

I nodded and rushed from his office, I knew something was going on, but what could I do, the Professor was looking into it, and that's more than I was really hoping for.

Fleur

I sat in the middle of a large field staring at the golden egg that supposedly held the clue to the second task. I thought about what I needed to do with it but was coming up empty, after the first time I opened it I was a little hesitant. The deafening screech burst my ear drums, and I was unable to hear properly for two hours, although that may have been my fault since I stupidly kept it open just in case the clue was at the end.

Sighing I laid down in the snow, it slowly melted into my clothes, but I couldn't care less at the moment, my mind was focused on the stupid egg. I can't get help from teachers, and the only girl I really know that may be able to help me is in class. Sure, I had ages to figure this thing out, but I'd prefer to get it done so I could hopefully stop worrying. The second task was supposed to me more dangerous than the first, and I was almost killed in the first… and after the first.

My mind wandered to the group of boys that tried to ambush me in the halls, I wanted to know why, did they see me as a threat to Krum? Was my glamor affecting them? Putting them into a state of violent obsessiveness? I hoped it wasn't the second, that would end disastrously.

I closed my eyes and continued to think of the egg, there had to be some way to open the thing and get the clue. "Dammit!" I yelled as I got to my feet and stormed off back to the carriage with my egg held under my arm. I threw my egg on my bed and got changed into a fresh uniform before heading towards Hogwarts' library, hoping I could find something out about the golden egg.

"Good afternoon Madam," I smiled in greeting to the librarian, she smiled back but didn't offer a greeting in return. "I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of a book on magical items?" The librarian nodded with another smile, leading me through stacks and stacks of books before grabbing a single book from a shelf. I looked at her a little confused, "Only one?" The librarian nodded with a reassuring smile before walking away.

I sat down at a table that was bathed in the warm sunlight that shone through a nearby window, the table was secluded from the rest of the library which was perfect for me to read. The book was massive, and after three hours I had only gotten through a quarter of the book, I placed a bookmark on the page I was at and stretched my arms after closing the book.

A soft giggling from my side caught my attention, and a small smile came to my lips, looking to my left my eyes met beautiful brown, "Hey Fleur," Hermione smiled sitting down next to me.

"Hey yourself," I said leaning in and pecking her on the lips, I tried to pull away, but her hand came to the back of my head, holding me in place for a few more moments before she allowed me to move away. "What was the for?" I asked.

Hermione smiled as a blush covered her cheeks, "I just missed you is all, what are you doing here?"

"Just researching the egg, well trying to at least, this book is massive, I haven't even been able to find a reference to the egg."

"Are you sure you have the right book?" Hermione asked leaning her head on my shoulder.

I shrugged my shoulders, jostling her head a little but she didn't complain "I honestly have no idea, the Librarian grabbed it for me."

Hermione laughed lightly, "Madam Pince never willingly gives students books, they have to find what they need themselves."

I became confused, "Maybe it was the glamor? But I always have it dulled, why would she help me?"

Hermione gasped, seeming to come to a sudden realization, she excused herself and rushed off somewhere. Shrugging I returned to my book, slowly reading through the pages only for Hermione to return a couple of minutes later, her face beet red.

"What's up?" I asked curious as to what had embarrassed her so much, jealous that it wasn't me.

"Well, I know why Madam Pince helped you, I kind of told her about you, I never mentioned your name, and I didn't think I'd described you enough for to find out… But she did."

I smiled, "I'm glad, it makes me happy that someone knows about us," I replied a little down, the brunette caught this and grabbed my hand.

"I know you'd prefer it if we were open, but I'm just not ready for everyone to know, I mean I only told my best friend I was gay a few months ago."

I nodded, I understood what she meant, all I really want is to be able to hug and kiss her whenever I wanted to, no matter who was around. "Do you think we can go to the Yule Ball together?" My voice shook a little, and I hoped she didn't notice, I just really wanted to go to the ball with my mate.

"Don't be sad," of course, being the ever-observant girl she was, she'd noticed the shaking, "I'll make sure we can, no matter what."

Pansy

I walked down the halls towards Dumbledore's office, it felt weird being called to a Professor's office when I hadn't done anything wrong. But I was scared, Mr. Filch had been sent to retrieve me, and he actually looked worried, I didn't know why he was worried, but either way, it was scary. Arriving at the Headmaster's office I was hesitant to proceed, but the stairs ascended on their own signaling that the Professor knew I was here.

I walked up the stairs and was greeted by the Professor immediately upon entering his office, "Welcome Miss Pansy, Lemon Drop?"

"No thank you," I declined.

"No problem," he popped the Lemon Drop into his own mouth. "It has come to my attention that you have been having nightmares every night for some time now."

"H-How do you know?" I asked.

"Miss Weasley told me, she's very worried about you, and she wants to help you," the Professor explained.

"Oh…" I was upset, not with Ginny but with myself, she has to deal with so much being with me… I don't deserve her.

"I need to ask you some questions, would that be okay?" he asked, I nodded in response. "When did this start?"

"Back during the holidays… while I was staying with the Malfoy's."

"Mmhm, could you describe them?"

I was shocked by the question, "Why do you need to know?"

"You're not the only one having nightmares and all the others have had pretty close to the same nightmares, I need to know if yours are the same. If they are then I can assume that whatever is affecting them is affecting you as well," the Professor explained.

"I… I don't think I'll be able to, but I'll try."

I spent the next hour on the verge of tears as I explained some of the terrible things I'd witnessed in my own head. I had only covered a quarter of them before Dumbledore stopped me, he could see how bad it was and gave me the rest of the day off of classes.

I walked back to my dorm room and laid down on Ginny's bed, allowing her scent to drift into my nose as I closed my eyes. I thought of everything she'd had to endure with me, she'd been bullied, stared at, made fun of and attacked, and it was all my fault. I never defended her, never even defended myself, I just let everyone hurt the both of us and did nothing about it.

I was just a cowardly freak, but I could change one of those, I will not allow them to hurt my girlfriend or me anymore. "Hey Pansy," a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts, opening my eyes I came face to face with my red-haired, blue-eyed goddess. How long was I in my own head?

"Hi," I smiled, "How was class?"

"It was good, why are you on my bed?"

My face turned red, and my smile turned sheepish, "Smells like you," I mumbled.

She leaned down and kissed me, "You're cute."

"And I'm yours," I stated causing a blush to spread on Ginny's face and my own blush to deepen.

"Good, now get up, it's time for us to spend some time together," Ginny stated with no room for argument's, although I wouldn't have dreamed of arguing.

"I have a confession to make as well, I went to Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore to ask about your nightmares," she said a little hesitantly.

"I know," I smiled at her and watched relief spread through her features, "Dumbledore spoke to me earlier on to gather some information. And I'm glad that you were trying to help me."

I took her hand as we left the Gryffindor tower, once in the halls, the stares and whispers started immediately, I glared at the culprits with Ginny now. They didn't stop, but it was something until we were confronted by Malfoy and his cronies.

"What's up dykes, been having some extra fun times?" he asked with a suggestive look on his face.

Ginny went to retort, but before she could I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face, the sound reverberated down the halls and the people passing by stared in shock that I'd retaliated. A growing red mark appeared on his face as his eyes started to water, I smiled in triumph at the sight.

"Listen Malfoy, I don't care what you call me because it's true, I am a freak, and I wouldn't change that for anything, because if I wasn't, I might never have met Ginny. And speaking of Ginny, do not ever say anything bad about her again." My voice was low, dangerous and menacing.

I watched as the little man quivered a little in fear, his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water before he turned and ran, I smirked in triumph as I watched his cronies run after him. The audience watching on started laughing at the retreating forms, I huffed and shook my head, leading a smiling Ginny away.

She pulled me into a firm hug shortly after, "That was so cool, you completely destroyed that idiot," she gushed.

"Well, it was about time I stood up for myself, but I doubt we've heard the last of Malfoy."

"I know, but it was still awesome."

I smiled before we started walking hand in hand again, we walked around the school aimlessly just talking about nothing before we needed to head to dinner. It was one of the best afternoons I'd ever spent with anyone, and I didn't want it to end, but like all good times, it had to.

Walking into the Great Hall, I saw Ron sitting with our usual group, I approached cautiously, and as I sat down, he avoided looking at me. Ginny was glaring at him from next to me, I knew she wanted her brother to accept me, and I understood why he wasn't. I'd done some horrible things in my past, and he was worried I hadn't really changed, I needed to prove to him that I had… somehow.

I tapped Ginny on the soldier, garnering her attention, "Stop glaring at him, he's your brother, he'll accept us sooner or later," I whispered.

"He should have already," she stated returning to her food, "I love you, that should be all he needs."

"Sometimes it's not that simple."

"It should be," she grumbled, "And why are you defending him? He's just being a prick."

"He's being a big brother that's scared for his sister," I retorted earning a glare from the stubborn girl.

"Stop it!" she yelled at me, standing from her chair "He's hurting me and I know he's hurting you, so stop defending him!" I could see tears gathering in her eyes, heard the whispers coming from around us and watched as people continually glanced at us.

"I won't," I said raising as well, "Because I know why he's acting this way, and so do you," I spoke in a level tone, trying to keep her from getting angrier.

"Yes, I do! But it doesn't excuse him from acting like an arse!" her voice was rising, and I was getting scared she was going to say something she was going to regret, so I reached for hand, only to have her pull away. "Why are you defending him so much!?" the red head was now visibly crying, in front of everyone, I had to do something, seeing her like that was hell. "Is it because you actually want him!? Cause that's what it sounds like!"

"I don't want him! I love you! Please stop this!" I tried to reach out to her once again, but she pulled away again.

"Sure doesn't look like it," she choked down a sob before running from the Great Hall, I immediately sprinted after her.

She wasn't running as hard as she did before, so I was slowly inching closer to her, a smile came to my lips as I noticed, she wanted me to catch her. Even if it was only in her sub-conscious, she wanted to speak about this. "Please stop Ginny," I tried and was rewarded when she started to slow down until finally coming to a stop.

As I approached her she whipped around and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, I gasped for air, unable to speak thanks to her tight hold, and thankfully she loosened her hold so I could breathe again. "I'm sorry," she whispered before looking up into my eyes, "I know I went a little crazy… But as soon as I imagined you with Ron, no matter how insane it and unlikely it was, I just… Lost it."

"It's okay Ginny, but you need to understand that your brother loves you and is worried about you. People do crazy things like that for their family… Even if it's against what the person wants.

"I-I know, but it's just so frustrating," she leaned into me as much as she could, "I'm just scared that he'll do something stupid."

"Well there's a high probability that I will," A deep voice spoke behind me, "But not towards Pansy, I can see now that she has changed, not only did she defend me but she ran after you, Ginny. Even when you seemed to not want to even see her, she still went after you, she fought for you."

Ginny smiled at her brother's words, "Thank you, Ron."

"No worries, but Pansy," his gaze became hard as he looked at me, I wanted to smirk at it but decided I'd let him do what big brothers did, "If you ever hurt my sister, I'll hurt you much worse."

I nodded with a happy smile, "Trust me, you won't need to do that."

Ginny stood on her toes to whisper in my ear, "He couldn't really do that," she giggled and laughed along with her.

Ron looked confused but didn't question us, his mind completely focussed on the Feast he was missing he quickly spun around and headed back to the Great Hall. Ginny and I laughed at him before following his lead. We entered the Great Hall hand in hand, the other students were staring and whispering once again, but we ignored them, too focussed on each other.

Hermione

"So, you guys are good?" I asked Ginny and Pansy as they sat back down with us.

"Very good," they replied in unison, causing me to laugh.

"Hermione, I've been thinking about S.P.E.W," a beautiful French accent floated through my ears, and the statement was lost as I turned to Fleur, staring into her beautiful blue eyes.

"Huh?" I asked dumbly.

Fleur pinched my leg, "Wipe that look off your face, or we'll be found out," she whispered to me, "I said I've been thinking about S.P.E.W," she repeated.

"Oh, right, what about it?"

"Well, maybe we could hold a meeting so I could talk to everyone."

"Of course, we haven't had a meeting for a while, we were a little busy…" I said a little sheepishly, annoyed at myself for getting caught up with Fleur.

"Pansy, Ginny and Emily, we good for a meeting tonight?" I asked, and each girl nodded, there response to me, "All good, Fleur."

She smiled happily at me, God how I loved her smile before she returned to her food. I watched her eat for a few moments before I returned to my own food, starting to get excited about the S.P.E.W meeting. The feast seemed to drag on forever, I'd finished my food quickly, but the others seemed to be taking their sweet time to finish. Once they'd finally finished eating we headed up to the Gryffindor tower.

I couldn't help but notice all the guys and a few girls staring at Fleur. I got a little angry at them, but I couldn't really do anything about it, firstly we weren't even public, and secondly, they can't help it, the glamor is making them act that way. I ignored the other students knowing that pretty soon it would just be the five of us, and since Emily is straight and Ginny and Pansy can't keep their eyes off each other for long enough to look at Fleur, I'd be fine.

Once we approached the Fat Lady her eyes lightened upon seeing Fleur, "You're the one that won the First Task, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am."

"I heard about that, it sounded amazing, I wish I could have seen it."

"Yeah, it hurt like hell though, I never want to be knocked around by a dragon again," Fleur said rubbing her still tender ribs.

"I can imagine," with that the Fat Lady's tone went to her usual flat, non-caring one, "Password?" she asked with the raise of an eyebrow.

"Fairy Lights," I whispered to her so Fleur wouldn't hear it, it was too bad she wasn't allowed to know it, but those were the rules. The large door swung open, and we rushed into the tower and went straight to our dorm room.

"Now what did you want to talk to us about?" I asked Fleur with a smile.

"Well, since we're trying to advocate for House Elves, shouldn't we have a House Elf representative? I mean, we can't really claim to be trying to help them without input from one of them."

"That's true," I couldn't believe we'd completely overlooked that, we were so stupid, "Does anyone know which Elf we should ask?"

"Maybe one of the House Elves that work here?" Pansy asked, "I mean, they're already here so they can just come up when we have a meeting."

"That's a good idea, we should speak to them in the kitchens, it's the easiest way to speak to the majority of them."

"But how do we get to the kitchens?" Emily asked.

"That's the easy part," Ginny spoke up, "Fred and George told me how to get there last year, we need to head down to the Hufflepuff basement. In the corridor leading to said basement, there is a painting of a bowl of fruit, all we need to do is tickle the pair, it'll start laughing and squirming before turning into a door knob."

"Sounds easy enough, if not a little weird, when should we head down? I'm thinking on the weekend." Everyone in the room nodded with a smile, "Good, it's settled, we will get a House Elf representative on the weekend."

With that the meeting was over and everyone split up and did their own thing, Emily headed down to the common room, Pansy and Ginny laid down together on Pansy's bed, and I sat on my own, inviting Fleur onto it. She joined me, leaning against the headboard with a smile.

"I love your smile, you know," I told her.

"Thank you, that's sweet of you, and I love your hair."

I smiled, "I love your voice."

"I love your eyes," she retorted.

I crawled over and hugged her, my head resting on her chest, "I love your breasts."

A light slap hit my back, "Hermione!" Fleur yelled embarrassed, "You cheeky little girl."

I laughed at her reaction, "I also love how cute you are," I told her with a kiss.

She smiled as she sunk down into the bed, laying down, I laid down with her and slowly drifted off to sleep,

"I love you," I heard Fleur whisper, but in my sleepy state I assumed I had imagined it, but hearing it made me smile either way.