Authors Note:

Okay everyone I really really need your help! I have no idea what house to put her in.

I know it's not Ravenclaw because I already have a story about a girl in Ravenclaw.

I can't post an actual chapter until I know what house I'm going to put her in because it's a vital part of the story. So what should it be Gryffindor or Slytherin? I honestly mean it, I need you to tell me what house you want her in. I can't go on with the story until I know.

If you want danger, Slytherin. If you want adventure and problem solving Gryffindor. But PLEASE I need to know. You're welcome to e-mail me, or you can put it in a review. But the sooner you tell me the sooner I can begin the next chapter.

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For your entertainment here's a little something. It's complete fluff between Harry and Melody… I think…you never know.(warning: I've never been kissed, have no idea how to do it, don't know how it feels, I'm just goin' from what I've read before.)

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Harry found Melody up in the owlery. She was perch dangerously on the window seal. One knee was up with her drawing pad resting on it, the other dangled out the window. Her hand moved smoothly across the paper as her other subconsciously stroked the white fur ball that rested between her legs.

"You know that's dangerous." He said.

She looked up. Her blue-green eyes brightened and her lips widened in a smile.

"Hello, Harry." She said.

He smiled and moved to her side, "What are you drawing?"

She shifted the pad for him to see. There were two people in the picture. One sat on the window seal the other stood in front of her. He was slightly bent over her. It was quite obvious they were kissing. Out the window on the opposite half finished tower sat a dark looking raven, it's head was tilted to the side and it watched them curiously. Harry blinked, the bird looked evil, no other term fit.

He smiled, "It's good, who are they?"

Melody smiled at the complement, and shrugged, "Don't know, I hadn't realized I was drawing it until about five minuets ago." She shifted the pad again and began drawing.

Harry still wasn't used to her 'abilities' and the free drawings were coming quite often now. Sometimes they were disturbing, and sometimes they were puzzling. They seemed to be a mixture of past, present and near future. Harry leaned against the window frame and watched her draw. A few minuets later she finished the tower and closed the book. Harry raised and eyebrow and she turned to look at him.

"What are you doing up here?" she asked.

He shrugged, "Hermione and Ron are off snogging, and Ginny's up in the dormitory writing to Jeff, I have nothing else to do."

"Hermione's here?" Melody said surprised.

Harry nodded, "She arrived a few hours ago."

"Who's Jeff?"

"An old childhood friend of Ginny's. They've known each other since they were born. He moved a year ago to Japan and she received and owl from him the day before we left to come here."

"Ah, now I understand." She said.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

Melody grinned, "Nothing, just a conversation between Ginny and me."

" A girl thing?" he asked.

Melody laughed, "Yeah, a girl thing."

A mischievous glint appeared in Harry's eyes. He leaned forward just inches from her face, "Would you explain it to me." He whispered huskily.

Melody swallowed her throat was suddenly very dry. She leaned back a bit trying to put distance between them forgetting she was sitting in a window. She leaned too far and began to fall. Harry's arm shot out catching her and pulling her back in. They were merely centimeters apart now and Harry's green eyes burned with passion. Melody breathed, "Thanks."

"Can I kiss you?" he asked softly.

Melody's eyes didn't leave his face as she nodded. He leaned in and her eyes closed. His lips gently pressed against hers and fire melted all of her limbs. His hands found their way into her hair as he deepened the kiss and her arms snaked around his neck. Neither noticed the black raven watching of them, nor were they aware when if flew off as they broke apart. Harry smiled down at her and she looked at him shyly, her nerves slowly calming down. As they made there way out of the owlry, with the white ball of fur rolling behind them they did not know there enemy had just devised a plan that there resent action had just brought to light.

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A/N: Hmm, seems it's more then what it was supposed to be…don't you hate it when stories take a mind of their own and refuse to fallow as planned? ;)

Well I hope you enjoyed that. I please please please tell me what house you want her in.