Sorry, I meant to get this out Sunday, but I ended up with a cold, and my Rivie wouldn't let me touch the computer. He said I'd get germs all over it.

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In the Great Hall, Sirius sat with Harry, Draco, and Ron at the Gryffindor table. Hermione and Seamus were nowhere to be found. All eyes were on Sirius. After realizing who he was, a few girls screamed. Dumbledore raised his hands.

"Everyone." He said. "Teachers and students alike, Sirius Black is here with us for the rest of the school year. He is not a murderer, nor is he in league with Voldemort."

All the students and teachers except Harry and Dumbledore himself flinched.

"Just last week, Black aided in the capture of Peter Pettigrew who was working for Voldemort." Dumbledore continued, not adding jokes, and being simply to the point. "Pettigrew faked his own death, escaped, and went into hiding. It was Pettigrew, not Black, who killed the muggles on the street many years ago. Pettigrew has been taken into custody, and Black's name cleared, I ask that you all treat him with the respect he deserves."

The old wizard's eyes twinkled.

"Though, considering his past history at Hogwarts, that may not be much."

Black mock glared at the headmaster who chuckled.

"Enjoy your meal, and good luck to both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, in regard to your Quidditch match after lunch."

The plates filled with food and the students began to chatter. Harry turned to Sirius.

"So, why are you really here?" he asked. Sirius grinned.

"I missed seeing my godchild so much that I…"

"Seriously."

Sirius sighed.

"I'm not supposed to tell you this, so all of you have to keep mum." Sirius said. "But I'm here to watch out for you Harry. Voldemort's gathering power so quickly…you…Dumbledore doesn't know how long Hogwarts will be safe without more protection."

"You're kidding." Ron said.

"Wish I was." Sirius said, shaking his head. "Remus'll be showing up any day too. Dumbledore's recruited quite a few highly skilled wizards, witches, and aurors to come help guard the school. In fact…"

He smirked at Draco.

"Your mother's best friend will be coming, if I'm not mistaken." He said. Draco blinked.

"My mother has a best friend?" she asked. Sirius laughed.

"Of course she does!" he said. "Her old partner in crime…well, partner in cruelty. The two prettiest girls in the school would have to be Slytherins, don't ya know."

Draco smirked.

"Of course, after all, even now, the most beautiful student in the school is a Slytherin." She said, toying with her hair. Harry rolled his eyes. Sirius laughed.

"Anyway, like I said, you aren't supposed to know, so keep quiet." He said. Harry grinned.

"No problem." Ron said. "But you aren't supposed to know that 'Dawn' is Draco. So…"

"Right." Sirius smiled at Draco, who glared at him with much distaste. Suddenly she blinked. She shifted lightly in her seat and blinked again.

"Um, I'll be right back." She said, getting up and scurrying out of the Great Hall. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Sirius blinked. They returned to their conversation for a few minutes when the door banged open. A panicked Draco stood in the doorway.

"HERMIONE!" she screeched. Everyone stared at her. Hermione blinked and walked over to Draco.

"Is something wrong?"

Draco had tears in her eyes. She held up her hand. Her fingers were stained crimson.

"Hermione, I'm bleeding." She said. Hermione blinked then started to laugh.

"C'mon, 'Dawn'." She said. "Lets go to the bathroom, then back to the dorms. You and I need to have a little talk."

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"That is so disgusting." Draco said, wrinkling her nose. Hermione had just explained what was happening. The brunette smiled.

"Well, I hope you remember what it's like once you've turned back into a boy." She said. "Maybe then you'll remember to give us girls a little slack."

Draco nodded.

"Either way, we've got Potions in about 5 minutes, so we should go."

Draco's eyes widened.

"But Hermione…" she said. "I can't go! My stomach…and I've been snapping at…what if I…"

"I'm sure you'll be fine." Hermione said. "Let's go."

The two girls quickly made their way to Potions, and slid into their seats just before class started. Snape glared at them. Draco glared back. She had cramps and was not in the mood for the Potions Master's shit. Snape, however, didn't know this. When the class began working on the assigned potion, he strode over to the Gryffindor half of the room.

"Mr. Potter." He said coldly. Draco glared and Harry looked up.

"Yes Professor?" Harry asked. Snape pointed into Harry's cauldron.

"Did I not say, very clearly, that your potion should turn blue after you add the pixie wings?"

"Yes sir."

"Yes, so I thought." Snape said. "So, Potter, how do you explain the rather…magenta, colour of your potion?"

"Sir, I haven't added the pixie wings yet. I'm still on the unicorn tail hair."

Snape's eyes narrowed.

"So, you're behind then…"

"Sir I…"

"Oh get a new hobby, greaseball." Draco said irritably. Sirius, in the back of the room, choked back a laugh. "Pestering Harry isn't going to help him get his potion right."

"What…did…you…call…me?" Snape grit out. Draco glared at the man.

"I called you greaseball, because that's what you are." She said. "Do you ever take a bath?"

"I'll have you know, I showered just yesterday."

"Well, it didn't do much good." Draco taunted. "Maybe try a different shampoo. Though, I don't know if they make any that works on hair that bad."

"Miss Mornings, if you don't stop right now I'll…"

"You'll what?" Draco rolled her eyes. "Give me detention. Ooo, I'm scared."

"Dawn, sit down." Hermione said softly, pulling gently on Draco's sleeve.

"Shut up!" Draco pulled her arm away forcefully. She turned to Snape, tears suddenly appearing in her eyes. "You're just a big greasy jerk!"

She sat down huffily, and wiped her eyes furiously. Everyone in class was staring at her.

"GO AWAY!" she screeched at them. Snape moved, dumfounded, away from the Gryffindors. He, in all honesty, had never had to deal with a hormonally unstable female before, and the experience, though short, was a bit shocking for him. After classes he went down to his room and stood in front of his bathroom mirror.

"I'm not a greaseball…" He muttered, touching his hair lightly. None the less, he took a long shower before the Quidditch game.

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"Hey Draco." Seamus said flatly, sitting next to the other blonde.

"FUCK OFF!" Draco screamed, slapping him hard, and stalking off to go cry on Parvati's shoulder. Seamus blinked. Parvati, Draco, and Lavender all started talking quietly and throwing him nasty looks. Ron walked over and sat down where Draco had been.

"You got attacked too?" he said with a smirk. Seamus smiled slightly.

"What'd you do to incur the evil blonde Slytherin's wrath?" he asked teasingly.

"I asked if she had seen my Divination book."

"An unspeakable crime."

"Even worse than sitting next to her."

Seamus shook his head and laughed.

"Girls." He said. "Even boys turned girls. Odd creatures. Very odd."

Ron nodded with a smile.

"Ron, I was thinking…" Seamus said quietly. Ron blinked.

"Yeah?"

"Would you…ya know, like to go to the Quidditch game today with me?"

Ron blinked again.

"Like a date?"

"Yeah, something like that."

"I…"

"Just this once." Seamus added. "Just to see…"

"Sure." Ron smiled warmly. "I'd love to."

Parvati, Lavender, and Draco, who had been quite obviously eavesdropping, burst into giggles. Seamus sighed and Ron blushed.

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"What do you MEAN she's sick?!" Harry screeched. "She CAN'T be sick!!!! We have a game!!! We need her!"

"Harry, chill." George said. "No worries. We've found a replacement chaser."

"Who?" Harry demanded. Fred and George smiled.

"Ginny." They said in unison. Harry blinked.

"She plays Quidditch?" he asked. Fred nodded. "But she hasn't been practicing with us, she doesn't know our strategies, she…"

"Harry, we've filled her in." George assured him.

"She'll be brilliant."

Harry sighed.

"Fine then." He said in defeat. "Just this once."

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 Snape shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Black had been staring at him. He could feel it, and it bothered him. So he washed up. Big deal. So his hair wasn't at all greasy. Who cares? Well, obviously Black cared. And so did McGonagall, Dumbledore, Flitwick, Sprout, heck, all the other professors were staring at him. But Black…he just bothered Snape. Why couldn't he keep his bloody eyes to himself?! Snape stared out at the Quidditch field, and prayed that the game would begin soon. Finally, after what seemed like ages, the students began to cheer.

Harry Potter and the rest of the Gryffindor team had flown out, and the Hufflepuff team followed soon after.  As the game started, the teachers, and Black, turned away from Snape.

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Harry was nervous. Ginny had never played a real Quidditch match before, and he just…had a feeling. A feeling that something was going to go wrong. And Harry's feelings were almost always right. One of the Hufflepuff beaters hit a bludger at him, which he easily dodged. However, someone wasn't too happy with the poor Hufflepuff. Draco Malfoy, currently known as Dawn Mornings, had stood up on the Gryffindor side and was screaming her head off at the beater. Said beater looked nervous and flew to the other side of the field. Draco flicked off the Hufflepuff team captain, a chaser, before sitting down. Over in the teachers' stands, Sirius was watching Draco with amusement. Harry sighed. The game played without incident, until Gryffindor was 10 points ahead of Hufflepuff, having 40 points, and Ginny had the quaffle. Harry's stomach suddenly lurched and he dove at Ginny. He didn't know why, but he just knew that he had to get her out of there. A moment before he reached her, it happened.

A bludger came barreling straight at her, hitting her hard in the ribs. She gasped, dropped the quaffle, and began to fall. Harry flew after her, but couldn't seem to grab her. The stands were filled with students screaming and standing, trying to see what was going on. Ginny hit the ground with a dull thud, and a second later, Harry hit the ground and ran to her. Blood poured out of the small girl's nose and mouth and her neck was at a funny angle.

"Ginny?" Harry whispered, reaching out and gently touching her flame red hair. All the rest of both teams were swooping down, landing, and racing over to Harry and Ginny. Ron was scrambling down from the stands. Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore were hurrying over as well.

"This is all my fault." Fred and George whispered in shocked unison, tears streaming down their faces. Harry's eyes were blurry with tears as well, and he wiped at them with his sleeve. Madame Pomfrey made everyone stand back and gently she levitated Ginny onto a stretcher. Ron burst onto the field, glasses askew.

"Ginny?" he cried. "Ginny!?"

Seamus had been right behind him, and he ran onto the field with Draco close behind. Ron tore after Ginny but Seamus ran forward and grabbed him into a tight hug.

"Stop it Ron." The blonde said soothingly. "If you go with you'll get in the way and do more harm then help. C'mon, let's go see if Harry and your brothers are alright."

Tears flowing down his face, Ron nodded slowly and Seamus had the sudden urge to throw the redhead down and screw him senseless, right there on the field. He shook his head. He was disgusted with himself. Thinking such a thing, about Ron no less, right after Ginny fell. He guided Ron over to where Draco was cradling Harry, and Fred and George were melded together crying quietly. When the twins saw Ron they enveloped him into their hug. Draco was whispering quietly to Harry.

"It's alright, you tried." She said. "Ginny'll be fine…"

Sirius was staring in shock, as were many of the teachers, Snape included. The two black haired men shook themselves out of their respective stupors at about the same time and both ran down to the field.

"Harry!" Sirius cried, running toward his godson, who was still wrapped in Draco's arms. Snape, however, headed out after Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey. Harry looked up at Sirius with teary brown eyes. Sirius blinked in surprise. Then he remembered that Harry and Ron had switched eyes for the match. For a moment though, just a moment, Sirius had thought he was staring straight into James's eyes. (note: in my story, James had brown eyes. Why? Because I like brown eyes; my boyfriend has brown eyes. So if he has blue eyes or something, well, tough. I'm too lazy to actually go back and find out)

"Harry," Sirius said quietly, kneeling beside Draco and Harry. "You alright?"

"I was so close…" Harry whimpered. "So close…I almost had her…"

Draco rocked him gently.

"Shhh…" she whispered as McGonagall strode up.

"Potter." She began in her usual tone, but Sirius and Draco both gave her such withering glares that she softened her tone. "Potter, Black, Professor Dumbledore would like to see you in the hospital wing. Mornings, you may go with."

Harry closed his eyes for a moment to stop his sobs, and stood, with Draco's help. He saw that Ron, Fred, and George were already walking toward the school.

"Let's go." He said quietly.

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In the hospital wing, Sirius, Draco, and Harry found Dumbledore sitting alone in a chair next to an empty bed. He stood as the three approached.

"Harry." He said warmly. "I have some…bad news for you. Sit down?"

He conjured up 3 chairs and arranged them around the one that was already there. They all sat. Dumbledore smiled sadly.

"Miss Weasley is most certainly alive, to begin with." He said, obviously understanding what Harry was afraid of. "However, she has been severely paralyzed and has been sent to St. Mungo's for therapy. She will not be returning to Hogwarts."

Draco squeezed Harry's hand. She had never been fond of the youngest Weasley, but still…well, at least she was alive.

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ARGH!!! I meant to kill her, but then I started feeling bad for her. I'm so pathetic. Oh well. Here, to get the violence out of my system I will now write a mini-fic to kill off a character that I'm not capable of feeling bad for:

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"Mamo-chan?" Usagi said warily. "Be careful!"

"Don't worry Usako," the man said. "I'm fine."

Usagi wasn't comforted. Mamoru was leaning out the window, trying to help Diana down from the weather vane. How she had gotten up there was a mystery, but that didn't matter at the moment. Chibiusa took a step forward. As she did so, Mamoru's back foot slipped. With a yell, he pitched forward out the window. Usagi screamed, and Chibiusa dived forward. The small girl missed catching the tall man, and he continued to fall. Usagi sunk to her knees, sobbing. Mamoru continued to fall, down from the 4th story of the apartment building. He hit the ground with a sickening thud, and blood immediately began to pool around his still form. Passersby screamed, women covered their children's eyes, and up on the 4th floor, a pink haired girl vanished from existence while Usagi screamed with sorrow.

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Ha. Die Mamoru no baka. No feeling bad there. ^____^ Stay tuned! Next chapter will star Remus Lupin!!!! Get ready for another love triangle! Or octagon, depending on my mood. *grin* Love ya darlings! Reeeviiieewww!!!!!

~ Midnaite