"AAAAAHHHHHHHH"

Harry fell hard against the wall. The pain was unbearable. It seared through his head, blinding him.

"HARRY????" Jordyn turned and ran towards him. "Harry??" She whispered to him, crying. "Harry, wake up!" He was unconscious.

"HARRY!!!!" Ron ran towards them and asked Jordyn what had happened.

"I don't know, he… he just…" She stumbled.

"Fell?" Ron answered.

Crying, she nodded and swept his hair out of his face. She put his head in her lap and they sat there trying to work out what to do. They both knew not to panic, he'd fainted and passed out before and he's been ok. Besides, as Ron pointed out, he wasn't bleeding anywhere.

Harry opened his eyes and quickly shut them again. "Whoa, what happened?" He tried to sit up, and soon after realised his headache worsened if he defied gravity.

"Uh, I don't know! I went to go upstairs and I heard you scream. When I turned around you fell onto the floor. Are you ok?" Jordyn replied, quite shaken up.

She'd seen Harry fall harder and further than this before, but was always worried when there was screaming involved. Headaches, fainting and nightmares weren't good signs either. These were the sorts of things that happened when Voldemort was near. Except, SHE was the one who had the nightmare that night, not Harry.

Ron stood up and went to find some chocolate for Harry. It seemed to help him recover faster. It was now nearly 3:30 in the morning, and Gryffindor students started swarming from their dorms to find out what woke them. After seeing Harry on the floor, they had mixed reactions. Some students simply replied, "Oh, Its just Harry" before yawning and stumbling back to bed. These were the ones that had seen Harry fall before and thought it was a regular thing. Whereas most, upon seeing him lying down asked, "Oh, you ok Harry?" And when answered with a weak nod, they were satisfied and climbed back up to their dorms.

The trio decided to stay together in the common room for the remainder of the night. Too scared to fall asleep alone, Jordyn snuggled up next to Harry on the couch. Ron watched over them from a large red leather chair. He waited until the couple had fallen asleep, before he closed his eyes and drifted off.

This time, Jordyn dreamed off being back on the farm with her father, and slept the rest of the night in Harry's arms.