"Are you scared?" Elisabeth and Will were sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, everyone else had long ago gone to bed, their parents and grandparents had left early that morning and now they sat in the near- darkness, alone.

"Scared of what?"

"Of Marit. And fighting, and everything that's happened already and everything that's going to happen again."

Will shook his head. "I'm just going to have to have faith in you."

"I hope you do because I sure don't." Elisabeth said.

"You're doing pretty good so far."

"Pretty good? Not only did I just run away, but I'm seeing dead people." Elisabeth burst into tears.

Will slid across the chesterfield and put his arm around her shoulders. "Come now, its not so bad, you can do it. Come on now." He patted her awkwardly on the back until she finished crying.

Sniveling, Elisabeth looked up at Will. "I don't want to die. I don't want to end up miserable like my dad, and I don't want to fight!"

"Well you could just stand back and let Marit take over. Maybe if we're lucky she'll even manage to resurrect Voldemort."

"Fuck off MacMillan." Will said as Jared MacMillan came up behind them.

"What's that Weasley?"

Will turned around and spoke through clenched teeth. "I said fuck off."

Jared smiled. "Am I interrupting you? Poor way to chat a girl up Weasley. Maybe I should-"

"Maybe you should fuck off." Will said, rising.

"Oh yeah, well Weasley-" Jarod was cut off my Will's hand, which flew down onto his throat when Will tossed himself over the chesterfield. They scrambled around, but Will was at the obvious disadvantage with his size. After several unsuccessful attempts to separate the two boys Elisabeth hurried down to the infirmary and brought Hannah.

"Boys! Up! Now!" She barked. They stood up and Hannah sighed. "Jared, bed. Now. Your father will be hearing about this. And you," She turned to Will. "What was this about?"

"He was being a jerk to Elisabeth." Will muttered.

Hannah shook her head. "Elisabeth's a big girl, she can look after herself. What were you two doing up?"

"Talking." Elisabeth said.

"Nothing." Will. They glanced at each other. "Talking." Will said.

"Nothing." Elisabeth said.

Hannah's mouth became a perfect O. "I see. Well then."

"Hanhah! It wasn't anything like that-"

"Your father will be relieved." Hannah said, winking. She left.

Elisabeth looked at Will out of the corner of her eye. He looked back at her and shrugged. "She's just crazy."

"Absolutely." Neither one of them moved.

"Barking mad."

"Completely." They kept on standing there.

"How long have we been standing here?"

"Long enough to wonder if Hannah was right."

They turned and faced each other. "I've got a boyfriend."

"And I have a girlfriend."

"Exactly. So it doesn't matter." They kept standing there. "Would you have decked MacMillan like that if I was someone else?"

"Probably not." Will admitted.

"Oh." Elisabeth said. They kept standing there. Suddenly Will leaned over and kissed her.

"Would you have slapped me if I was somone else?" Will asked when he was done.

"Probably." Elisabeth said.