Harry caught Brandie as her knees buckled. He cradled her in his arms, lowering her gently to the ground, getting her residual chocolate all over himself.
"Brandie?" he whispered to her worriedly as he gently tapped her face to try to bring her around.
"Mmmmm," was her reply as she began to stir. When Brandie opened her eyes, they were glazed and distant.
"Oh Draco," she said as she grabbed the back of Harry's neck, pulling his face down to hers. Before Harry could react, Brandie was kissing him, thrusting her tongue deep in his surprised mouth as her other hand found it's way to his crotch, attaching it's self to him with a strong grip.
Abruptly, Harry tore his mouth from hers, wiping the back of his hand across his violated mouth, flinging her other hand from his privates.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" he spat at her as he scrambled to get away from her.
"Draco, what is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" she cried as she got to her feet and made a dash for Harry.
Harry pulled out his wand pointing it at her. "Don't come any closer Brandie or I will use it," he warned as he stood there in shock.
"Oh Draco, look at you. You have chocolate all over yourself. Come here and let me lick it off," she said huskily as she took a step closer to Harry.
"I warned you Brandie," he said hotly. "Stupefy."
As Brandie hit the floor for the second time in just a few minutes, Joanne rushed to her side.
"Harry I think you should go into the other room before I bring her around," encouraged Joanne as she looked at up at him with concern.
"You don't have to tell me twice. That girl is nutters," he complained tersely.
"Harry, she has had quite a shock today," responded an amused Joanne. Trying to keep a straight face, she continued. "She isn't normally like this….. well except when it comes to Draco.
Harry looked to Sirius for support but found his godfather standing there biting his top lip to keep from laughing himself.
"Oh a lot of help you are," Harry shot as he turned and left followed by Ron, who was teasing him unmercifully. "Gods," he sniggered, "Who would have ever thought you would be mistaken for Draco," Ron continued as he sniggered more.
"Oh shut the fuck up," said Harry as he slammed the door.
"Enervate," said Joanne as she waved her wand.
Blinking, Brandie sat up and asked in voice that Joanne didn't recognize, "Where am I and who are you?"
"Brandie," Joanne said becoming very worried. "It's me…..Joanne. Don't you recognize me?"
"Brandie? Who's Brandie," she said looking from Joanne to Sirius.
"Oh shit," exclaimed Sirius whispering to Joanne as Brandie looked around in puzzlement. "Now what do we do?"
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"So what did the Doctor say," asked Sirius anxiously as he Harry and Ron stood in the waiting room.
"He said that she is suffering from post trauma syndrome," said Joanne as she looked at the puzzled faces of these three men.
"Okay…." replied Sirius, "and this means what exactly?"
"It means she has suffered a tremendous trauma and is reacting to it," explained Joanne.
"So how do we fix it?" wondered Harry aloud.
"We give her support and just talk to her. She will be okay in time," said Joanne.
"What triggered it?" asked Ron stupidly.
"Well lets see….. in the last few days, the man she loves went from loving her, to being gay, to not being himself at all. That would cause trauma," replied Joanne facetiously.
"Yeah I guess that would do it," Ron replied.
"Ya think?" said Joanne obnoxiously and then continued with, "Sorry, hormonal," as she smiled at the group.