N: Okay, so on to the next chapter. Hope you liked the first chapter, cause it was kinda fun to write, even if I did write it late at night -_-;. Oh well, that's what you get when you have a lot of energy.

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Chapter Two: The Boy

Someone was shaking her, she didn't know who it was, but they were desperately trying to get her away. She let out a low groan and turned over in bed, not yet ready to get up. Again, the person shook her, Lysa groaned again and rolled farther away from the person, determined to get more sleep.

"Lysa, come on, get up. We're gonna be late for breakfast if you don't hurry up." It was Hermione; anyone would recognize that voice at any time of the day.

Lysa fluttered her eyes open and sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes free of sleep dust. Her cat lay at the foot of her bed, glaring at her for waking her up. Rolling her eyes sleepily, she put her warm feet onto the cold stone floor and quickly pulled them back in bed.

"Now what's wrong?" Hermione asked, clearly not happy that Lysa was wasting her time.

"It's cold!" Lysa exclaimed, shivering slightly.

"Oh course it's cold, what did you think it was going to be? It's a stone floor; it's going to be cold."

"Ugh, but it's too cold."

Hermione sighed and she threw a pair of slippers at Lysa's head, "That's what slippers are for."

The slippers hit Lysa's face and feel onto the bed in front of her. They didn't hit her hard, but they hit her just hard enough to make her glare at Hermione. She scooped up the slippers off her bed and placed them on her feet so she could walk about on the cold floor. Lysa grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom.

After finding an empty shower, which took awhile considering half of the showers were broken for some reason, she put her clothes and towel down on the bench; she stepped into the cold water the castle had to offer for them. It was a quick five minute thing, get in, scrub down, rinse, and get out, simple as that. Lysa grabbed her towel and quickly dried off, and then she proceeded to dress herself in her school uniform.

Gryffindors were required to wear white blouses, with a yellow and orange striped tie, under a black vest. The robes they wore had the Gryffindor crest on the breast of it, so that the teachers could tell what house a student belonged to. She liked the uniform well enough, at least they weren't light blue like the Beauxbatons robes, but the sleeves were just a little too short.

Hermione was waiting for Lysa outside the bathroom and eventually they met up with Harry and Ron. They all walked down to the Great Hall, Hermione and Lysa were talking about books and Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch. That's when Harry brought up the question.

"I wonder who's gonna be our new Keeper, now that Wood's gone."

"What? There's a Quidditch opening? Awesome!" Lysa had stopped talking to Hermione and now focused her attention on Harry and Ron's conversation.

"Yeah, the Keeper position is open. Why, are you thinking about joining the team?" Harry looked over at Lysa as they entered the Great Hall.

"Maybe." A devious smile played on her lips, daring him to ask more about her Quidditch experience.

"You any good? I mean you just can't come to a try-out and expect to make it, now can you?" Ron smiled at her, asking what Harry probably wouldn't.

"Any good? You're talking to the best Quidditch player Beauxbatons has ever seen, and most of them could easily bet any team here."

"Yeah, well, Harry here is the best Seeker anyone has ever seen. What positions have you played?

"Mostly Keeper, but I've also played as a Chaser. Not much fun if you ask me, get beaten up by the Bludgers a lot." Lysa said this as though it shouldn't come as any surprise to them.

"Yeah, Wood used to get hit a lot. Mostly by the Slytherin Beaters, but hey what can I say, they play dirty." Harry shrugged as they all took seats around the table. Ron and Hermione sat together on one side of the table, and Harry and Lysa sat together on the other side.

Malfoy had watched the quartet come in, and he hated to admit it, but he was jealous of Harry for the first time in his life. He watched all of them sit down together and for an instant wished he was Harry, until he caught himself. Draco, you're a powerful person, you can have her, and you will. Malfoy watched her for a few minutes longer before taking his schedule and checking to see what classes they would have together.

After the first half of her classes, Lysa wasn't sure how much more she could take. First was Herbology with the Hufflepuffs, then it was off to Arithmancy with the Ravenclaws, then off to Charms with the Hufflepuffs again. Right before lunch was Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws, and finally a nice long break for lunch.

Right after lunch was Potions with the Slytherins. Potions had always been her strong subject; she could make a potion flawlessly, so she was looking foreword to this lesson. Even though she had to take it with the Slytherins she didn't mind, at least she had her friends with her so that she didn't have to sit next to some stranger she didn't know.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and herself all walked into the dungeon, and the first thing out of Snape's mouth was, "Miss McCarson, I want you to sit in the front for this class."

Lysa shrugged to the others and went up front to sit with, low and behold, Draco Malfoy. He didn't bother looking at her or speaking to her when she sat down, and she didn't bother with it either. Snape looked at them with great hatred, especially towards the Gryffindors. None of them cared, they were used to this sort of stuff from Snape.

"Well, well, well. Let's get this lesson over and done with, shall we?" Snape held up a bottle of some kind of black liquid, "Can anyone tell me what this is? How about you Miss McCarson."

Lysa looked up at the bottle quickly before blurting out, "It's a transformation potion, sir. I believe that certain potion turns you into a cat."

"You're only half correct." Snape looked disgusted that she would've known what it was, but yet he didn't hesitate to take points away from Gryffindor, "Three points from Gryffindor for getting half the answer wrong. But, see here, this is a transformation potion, though this one turns you into an owl, this one," He picked up a bottle with dark green liquid in it, "this one turns you into a cat."

And so, class began as normal. The students took their notes down carefully, making sure not to screw anything up in Snape's presence. Hermione of course was able to answer all of his questions perfectly, but of course he didn't ask Hermione, she continued to ask Lysa. It angered her that he treated her like she didn't know anything.

Lysa gripped her wand tight, fighting the urge to curse the bloody hell out of him, but finally he was done and she let the grip on her wand loosen. She began to work diligently, adding ingredients at the right time and stirring for the required amount of time. Draco looked at her time to time, not only to catch a glimpse of her, but to make sure he was doing the potion correctly. Finally, Lysa found him out.

"Malfoy, what are you doing? Stop looking at me!" She snapped, the anger she had towards Snape was coming out on him.

"I'm not doing anything! Why would I want to look at you anyway?" Draco went as red and Ron's hair.

"I don't know, maybe cause you want to know how to do the potion so badly that you're willing to cheat off me!" Lysa shot back, hitting a nerve in Draco.

Snape had made his way over to where Lysa and Draco were sitting, and loomed behind them as they fought, "Well, well. What seems to be going on here, Miss McCarson?"

Lysa sat up straight as Snape's words hit her ears, "N-nothing, sir. Nothing at all."

"I doesn't appear to be nothing, you're being awful chatty here with Mr. Malfoy. Because I'm feeling generous today, I'll see if I take any points away after you've sampled your potion."

Lysa relaxed slightly, but still looked over at Draco and glared at him. He didn't meet her eyes, instead he concentrated on making his potion successful, he had a plan for this potion. Draco still hadn't working out the finer details, but he would use it sometime, he just didn't know when or how.

"You know, of all the people I don't like, I think I don't like you the most." Lysa muttered to Draco when Snape was out of earshot.

"Oh, that's nice. I bet you thought that hurt my feelings.just a note for you, I don't have any, so bug off." Draco muttered back to her.

"Nah, I don't think I will. It's fun to tease you." Lysa gave him a cool smile as he looked at her.

Draco couldn't believe it, here was a girl who almost rivaled him in being sarcastic and mean. Well, that's certainly a first, and maybe a bonus. He mentally slapped himself for that thought, how could it be a bonus, it'd just make her harder to get too. Perfect, you pick the hardest girls, don't you Draco, you get the first prize at being a poor judge.

"Ah, whatever. Just shut it and leave me be." Good job, Draco. Great way to get her to go out with you. The rest of the class went by with them not talking. Not that Lysa didn't mind, she was too busy making sure she didn't make a careless mistake to even notice that Draco wasn't talking to her. Draco, on the other hand, wished that she would talk to him, but she never did, and this kind of made him slightly disappointed. Both of them were busy working on their potions, but of course for different reasons.

Potions went by swiftly, and so did the next couple of days. There was nothing to distract them at all, they just went to classes as usual and the week progressed as it was supposed to. Today was Sunday and there were no lessons today, so Lysa had suggested that they all go outside and enjoy the fall weather, and of course they jumped at the idea to go outside.

It was there, as they sat by the lake that Lysa spotted a little brown kitten walking up to them. Around its neck was a letter, tied with a green ribbon. It came up to them and immediately went to Lysa and started purring at her. None of them had any idea it was Draco.

"Hey look guys; I've got a new friend." Lysa said, petting the small little kitten.

Harry walked over to her, shortly followed by the other two and looked down at the kitten. He sat across from Lysa and took the note off the kitten's neck, took one look at the name on it and handed it to Lysa. "It's for you."

She shrugged and took the letter, wondering who it could be from. Her Nan would've sent an owl to her and her parents never sent her letters. It didn't have her address of it, just her name, so she guessed it was from someone in the castle. But who, she couldn't place her finger on that.

Dear Lysa,

This is a really quick note, but I had to write really fast before someone came in. I'd like to ask you a favor. I wondered if you would wait for me by the Great Hall tomorrow morning. I'm not going to tell you who I am, but I think Potter will be able to tell you who wrote this. Please show up, I'd really appreciate it.

"Oh, what a great line. 'I'm not going to tell you who I am', wow now I really know who you are. Not!" Lysa shook her head at the paper.

"Let me see it." Hermione snatched the note out of Lysa's hands and read it.

It took Hermione five minutes to figure out who sent the note. Once in a while she would stop and mutter something under her breath, but then she'd shake her head and continue. She did this several times in fact, and saying a name to herself and then read it again, muttering some more. The boys had left for the library to do their homework at that last minute, unlike Hermione and Lysa who had done their homework Friday night.

"Malfoy sent this." Hermione finally said.

Lysa took back the letter and looked at it, "Are you sure?"

"Quite sure."

"How do you know?" Lysa looked up at Hermione, confusion clear on her face.

"He's the only one who would write like that. Though why he used a cat to send it is beyond me."

"Same here. I bet Malfoy is the only person who calls Harry by 'Potter' too."

"He is. I think we better get inside."

"Hang on; I wanna look for that cat."

The kitten had run away, right before Harry and Ron left. Both Lysa and Hermione had spent a few minutes looking for it before finally giving up. They wouldn't have found him anyway, because by the time they had started looking for him, he had already changed back into Draco Malfoy. Of course, the girls didn't know this.

"Come on, let's get inside." Hermione said, pulling on Lysa's arm.

"Why?" Lysa cocked her head to the side and looked at Hermione curiously.

"Because it's going to rain."

Lysa cast a glance at the sky, and turned back to Hermione. There were dark clouds to the East of them that threatened to rain. One could say that they were headed straight for the castle, but somehow Lysa knew differently. She knew it was going to miss them.

"No it isn't. It's miles away from us and won't even get us."

"How can you be so sure?"

"I just am."

"It's a rather accurate assumption, Miss McCarson." A voice said from behind the two girls.

Both turned around to face Professor Dumbledore. He was dressed in long robes of dark green with a light blue trim. He gave them both a reassuring smile that made his eyes dance behind his half-moon spectacles.

Hermione smiled back at him, "Hello, Professor."

"Good day, Hermione."

"What did you say about Lysa's guess on the rain?"

"It's fairly accurate. That storm," He pointed towards the clouds, "will miss us. It's about three miles away from here. I wonder, if Miss McCarson can tell us when a storm will catch us." If the Professor's eyes were dancing earlier, they were doing an Irish Jig now as he looked at Lysa.

Lysa looked up at the sky, paused for a moment, and then turned back to them with her reply of, "I think the next storm we'll probably get will happen later tonight, maybe around eleven or so. Judging by how fast the wind is moving right now, I think it might still be around tomorrow."

Dumbledore smiled at her and nodded, "I do believe you are correct. If you don't mind, I'd like for you to come to my office. Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy are waiting there."

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Okay, so Chapter Two was pretty short, but I'll make sure the next one is really long. I hope you enjoyed and please R&R!!! Thanks!!!