Disclaimer: This is my first HP fan fiction! I read the book for the FIRST time yesterday after I saw the film. So naturally, I don't own any characters and whatnot.....J.K Rowling owns all....except Professor Jocelyn Bell. She is mine...so if you all really, ReaLLy, REALLY love my story ( which I hope you do) ask before you mooch her off of me :) note: this is a very wild thought but, allow me to dream :)

It had been a week after the incident and it seemed that everything had gone back to normal for everyone except for Jocelyn. She was still terrified of Professor Quirrell and would avoid him at all cost. Quirrell would spy on her as much as he could. Jocelyn could feel his eyes upon her everywhere. Quirrell would walk behind her in the halls, watch her correct papers from her doorway and he would give students notes to deliver to her that were blank. Only when Severus was around did she truly feel safe.

Today was the Quidditch match between Gyriffindor and Syerthin. The whole school was going to be there including the menacing Quirrell. Together, Severus and Jocelyn walked up the stairs to the Professor Box. Quirrell took the seat behind them, smiling. The game began and soon the crowd erupted in cheers and jeers. The game was intense and that's when Oliver Wood (the Gyriffindor captain) was smacked and withered to the ground. Luckily, the broom took him down gently and Madam Promfey was on her feet in a second.

"Best get down there" she said " Professor Bell, I am going to need your help. I need you to watch for any Quidditch players who may fly too close."

"Sure" Jocelyn answered and quickly stood up. " Let's roll" and the hurried down the steps to the aid of Wood.

Madam Promfey was very busy as the Quidditch players whizzed by them. Another player had been injured and she had rushed over to her, leaving Jocelyn to care for the very confused Wood. Oliver moaned as she tried to keep him awake. He suddenly looked wide eyed and said

"Please tell me I am hallucinating Harry's broom going all wacky"

She looked up and saw Harry's broom flying out of control. Jocelyn's jade eyes were filled with fear. It must be Quirrell! She looked up at the teacher's box and saw him mumbling a curse and she quickly glanced at Severus who was saying some sort of counter curse, under his breath.

" I wish, Oliver." she said as she was staring wide-eyed at the broom and suddenly Harry gained control of his broom and flew off. Jocelyn looked up into the stands and saw Severus stamping out a fire that had caught his robes and Quirrell lying on his back. " Oh thank Merlin." she whispered and then saw Hermione fleeing from under the teacher's box. Jocelyn stared at her and Hermione caught her look. She couldn't even think what the girl had seen. Hermione blushed and quickly went back to the Gyriffindor side. A fresh feeling of dread washed over her. She just Hermione could hold her tongue until she got the chance to speak with her.