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I woke up late this morning. I couldn't remember what had happened last night for a few minutes. Then it all came back to me. I felt so guilty, even though I hadn't really done anything, it had been all Harry. 'Oh, who am I kidding, of course I did something' I thought to myself. It wasn't like I had made a great effort to get away or make Harry stop. I started to when it got more intense, but I was still guilty. What would Ron do if he found out? What would Ginny do if Ron got really hacked off at me? What I did last night could completely ruin my life, well maybe not my life, but. "Good you're finally up," I heard a voice from behind me say. I was slightly embarrassed because I had been muttering to myself while digging in my trunk. "Good morning to you too," I snapped back and then adjusted my tone of voice and turned around to see who was talking to me. "Sorry if I interrupted your conversation with the voices in your head, but I wanted to talk to you about last night." I froze, why did Lavender want to talk to me about last night, what did she know, how much did she hear, and if she heard did Ron or Ginny? "Don't be sorry, I've got a headache is all. What did you want to talk about?" "I heard you and someone else, one of the boys, yelling downstairs and I wanted to see what was going on. It woke me up, no one else heard though." I must have looked very relieved, because she looked at me strangely. "Oh, that, it was nothing." "Well, it was really loud and I heard part of the conversation. It didn't sound like nothing." "Maybe you heard wrong," I suggested, now desperate to get rid of her. "What did you hear?" "I heard some stuff about you trying to play Malfoy, which you should know is nearly impossible. I heard you trying to apologize and I heard something about the boy who lived, which makes me think it was Harry down there." "What? No way, you definitely heard wrong. I was talking to Ron, he saw me in Potions and he wanted an explanation." I tried to lie to her, but I was never a very dishonest person. "Whatever you say," she said and then walked out of the room. Oh my god! What if someone else heard the same thing as Lavender? What if she tells another person? I was freaking out, still digging in my trunk and muttering to myself. I wasn't even looking at the things I was throwing out of the trunk. I had actually been looking for a pair of light blue heels, or any heels that I could change the color of. I had completely forgotten shoes and then remembered them last night but the incident with Harry had put shoes out of my mind and I just remembered again when I woke up. Now I had no idea what I was looking for again. "What are you doing?" Ginny had walked in. "I thought I would come and wake you so you could get breakfast, but if you would rather talk to yourself." "No, wait. I was looking for something but I can't remember what. I'll come get breakfast and maybe I'll remember. Just wait so I can get some clean clothes on." "Sure. I was wondering if you wanted to get ready for the ball with me and Hermione." "That would be cool. I love to get ready for dances and parties with other girls and then I could get to know Hermione better." "We're going to eat breakfast and then go outside for awhile. After that we'll come in and get ready. You are welcome to join us for the inevitable snowball fight, as long as you're on our side and not the guys." "Of course. That sounds like fun I think I will." "You'll want to wear something warm." "Ok, I'll meet you at breakfast, you go ahead." I was so happy that she didn't seem to know anything about last night, but for how long? If Lavender had heard that much then someone else obviously did too. I just had to find them and beg them not to tell anyone. I had to talk to Harry too. I thought I should try to find him before breakfast, but first I had to shower and get dressed. *~* I knew that I had to find her. She was the key to the boy. If I found her and the boy, master would be pleased. He would hold me above all his other followers and I would be rewarded. I had to find her, but how? She was being protected by that fool in England. Did he think he could keep her hidden from me and my master? Master said he was crazy. I could easily break the spell, if I believed in my master and gave him my trust he would find her for me and I would get the boy. The boy who thought he could defeat master. The boy was a fool. Master said I could keep her if I brought him the boy. I have to get the boy and with the boy I will have my love. *~* Why did I have to be like this? Why did I have to fall so hard for her? I'm surprised that Witch Weekly hasn't gotten a hold of this yet. I just can't wait for it to be on the cover of next month's issue. Lavender and Parvati would have a field day. Malfoy would hold it against me forever. I still can't shake the feeling that something else is going on. It is so strange; I keep thinking that there is some sort of other plan going on. I'm surprised that there hasn't been a threat or a hint of Voldemort. I think that this has been the longest Voldemort has ever waited to try and kill me. I have been on edge for a while, it's like I've been waiting for something to happen. Maybe he took a year off, oh sure that's it. He would just give up. Yeah right. *~* I got out of the shower and dressed. I remembered that I had been looking for shoes. I was going to look some more, but decided to go to breakfast. I walked down the stairs and saw the nearly deserted common room. There were only a couple younger students there, moping because they couldn't go to the ball. I stepped out of the portrait whole and walked down to the great hall. I looked up at the enchanted ceiling and saw a cloudy gray sky. I went to sit by Ginny. "Hey." "Hey, you going outside with us?" Ron asked. "Yeah, I think I will." "Then you better watch out." "Why?" I asked suspiciously. "You'll see," he said, mysteriously. "What do you mean by that?" I asked, but I never got an answer because he started talking to Harry about Quidditch. "Yeah, I think the Cannons have a shot at the World Cup this year." "No way. They couldn't get the quaffle in a 40 foot hoop if they were on the ground, let alone flying." "I'm hurt, you know they're my team." "Ugh, boys" I said and turned to talk to Ginny and Hermione. "Hey Kerry. We were just talking about the ball," Ginny said. "Oh, what about it?" "You know, usual stuff. What our dresses look like and what cosmetic charms we're using." "Sounds interesting." I replied sarcastically and went back to my eggs. I listened to both conversations absently. I really didn't care. I wasn't as nervous as I had been about people finding out about last night, but I still was worried. "Ok, everyone's done. Let's go." I heard Harry say. I snapped out of my daydream and looked up. Everybody was waiting for me. I stood up and activated the warming charm on my sweater. "All right, let's go." *~* It had to be a crime to look that good in jeans and a sweater. It just wasn't fair. Girls shouldn't be allowed to tease us like that. Really, how did she manage it? I jerked myself out of my daydream of Kerry in tight blue jeans and a maroon sweater. I had to concentrate on my breakfast or something. It wasn't fair that Potter and Weasley got to be with her all the time, and Weasley was snogging her more than was right. I wish it were me who got to taste her lips all the time, whenever I wanted. If I were the one who got her, instead of Weasley, I wouldn't let her run around with Potter behind my back. He hadn't even noticed the way she was fidgeting and looking over at Harry all the time when she thought no one was watching, she was obviously feeling guilty about something she did with Potter. *~* Now I know why I was supposed to watch out. As soon as we got outside, the guys had gone off somewhere. I talked with the other two for a little while, but then I heard something behind me. I turned to see what it was, I shouldn't have. The girls ran off as soon as they heard, but I was stupid and got a snowball in the face. I reached down and grabbed a handful of snow. I saw a large ball go right over my head. I threw mine straight at Ron, hitting him in the arm, then I threw one at Harry, hitting him in the head. He was spitting snow. "Serves you right." I yelled as I ran off. I was bombarded with snowballs and so were the other girls. I kept running. I was just trying to get away so I didn't notice that I was running towards a corner. When I finally noticed, it was to late. I was trapped. The two boys backed me into the corner, both holding large snowballs. "You wouldn't," I said to them. "Are you sure? You must not know us well if you think we wouldn't pelt you with icy balls of fluff. Right Harry?" "Right Ron." "No, I surrender!" I shrieked. "We show no mercy," Ron said as he let his ball fly towards my head, I ducked and it hit me in the shoulder, Harry's hit me in the ear, very cold! "Hey! I thought you were supposed to be in love with me, Ronald Weasley." "I am, honey, but sometimes we hurt the ones we love, just like I'm going to hit Ginny in the ass with this snowball and she's my sister." "You are a bastard, brother dear," she said while wiping snow off her bum. "We both know that's not true," he said as he threw another. "I'm telling mom where you keep your old Playwizard's magazines, not just the ones you got from Fred and George." "You wouldn't!" He said, flushing bright red. "Of course not, but I might tell Kerry if she ever comes to our house," she threw a large snowball and it hit him in the face, snow going into his mouth because he had it wide open at her last remark. I thought to myself 'I'm kind of dizzy' before I fell, I couldn't hear anything. *~* "That is absolutely wonderful guys, but I think there's something wrong with Kerry. Are you all right?" I asked before she fell onto the snow. I had no idea what was wrong, it was strange she had been fine, and now. "Don't just stand there! Help me get her to the hospital wing," Ron said, breaking me out of my trance. "Right. Ginny, we're going to the hospital wing, get Hermione and either meet us there or go get ready. I'm sure there's nothing wrong." "Ok, Harry." We used a mobilicorpus spell to get her up the stairs. We walked into the infirmary and Madame Pomfrey swooped down on us. "What happened? What was she doing? Did she hit her head?" "We don't know what happened." Ron said, letting her fall gently to the bed. "We were having a snowball fight. Ron and his sister started to talk, well fight, but I looked at her and she looked really strange. I asked if she was all right, but before she could answer me, she fell." "Ok gentleman, I will examine her. You two must leave for now." "What! I am not leaving." "I want to know what's wrong!" Ron and I burst out at the same time. "Nobody is doing any good by shouting at me! Now if you would please leave the infirmary." "Like we said, Madame, we aren't leaving." "Yes you are, goodbye boys," she said, pushing us out the door. We sat down outside the door. My plan at least was to wait until we had some news. "What's the matter?" Ginny and Hermione had just gotten there. "We have no idea. Madame Pomfrey shooed us out." "Oh no, how will we know if she's ok?" "I don't know, maybe she'll let you go in there." "I doubt it, but it's worth a try." I noticed that Hermione was being strangely quiet. Normally she had some kind of solution for this type of thing. She seemed to know everything. Ginny went in, but Hermione stayed with me and Ron. "Hey Harry. We have to talk." "Do you really think this is a good time?" I asked, disgusted that she would want to talk about us right now. "Yes I think this is a good a time as any. You never want to talk to me, it's never a good time. You always have some reason not to!" "Erm, I think I'll just go over there," Ron said and walked away. "Fine. What do you have to say?" "Just that I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me. I also was wondering about what happened last night." "Last night? What about last night? Nothing happened last night." I said, a little too nervously. "I heard you yelling and, who I have to assume was Kerry, yelling back. What I heard wasn't too pretty, especially if Ron knew you two were together last night and what you were doing." "What did you hear? How do you know what we were doing?" I asked suspiciously. "That's where I get to be embarrassed. I heard you yelling when I got up to get a drink of water. I walked down to see what was going on. I stayed to listen and watch. I was at the stairs of the girl's dorm. I ran up when you two were going to bed. I'm sleeping in the empty room at the end of the hall." "So you saw it all. I guess you're mad." "No, I'm not mad at you. I'm disappointed in you, but I have no reason to be mad at you. I think Ron should be mad at you, but if you aren't going to tell him, I won't." "Thank you. I guess you know that we all have crushes on Kerry, then. What do you think of that?" "Who do you mean by 'all'?" "Ron, Malfoy, and me." "Malfoy too? I thought he had learned his lesson, falling for Gryffindor girls all over the place isn't he." "Yeah, he dumped Ginny because he thought he had a chance with Kerry. You probably realize that none of us have a chance with Kerry, except Ron." "Yeah, well after last night, I wouldn't be so sure." "Really, did you notice something I didn't cause it seemed to me that she was rejecting me." "Ugh, boys. You don't notice anything." "What?" "If you don't know, then I'm not telling you." "Gee thanks." We sat there in awkward silence for a few minutes. Then Ginny came out. "She's going to be ok! She's all right!" "Okay, calm down, breathe. Now, what happened?" "She just fainted, we don't know why, but she's all right. She can even go to the ball!" "That's great. I'm glad I have a date again since mom and dad bought those knew dress robes." "Oh, Ron! Madame Pomfrey said we could go see her if we were quiet." "Ok, let's go." *~* I was lying in an infirmary bed. I was really cold and I was still a little dizzy. All I remembered was feeling really strange and everything fading into blackness. I had no idea what had happened. I heard everyone coming in and Madame Pomfrey shushing them. "Hey everyone," I croaked. "Hey, how do you feel?" Ron asked. "Not so great. I'm kind of cold." "Do you want another blanket?" Harry asked. "That would be good." "Here, drink this. It will make you feel better." "Thanks," Harry came back with a blanket and laid it on top of me. It felt good, but the potion was doing more work. "As soon as I warm up I'll go start getting ready for the ball. Madame Pomfrey said I could go." "You should rest some." "Naw, I'm fine. Just wait a second and I'll get up." "Are you sure that's a good idea?" "It's fine." I was starting to warm up and I wasn't dizzy anymore. I thought I could get up so I started taking blankets off. Harry and Ron tried to help me up, but I didn't need it so it was more a hindrance than help. I got up and walked out with Ginny. Behind me I heard Ron and Harry talking. "Do you think she's alright?" Harry asked. "I'm sure she's fine, if Madame Pomfrey let her out and said she could go to the ball." "Yeah, you're probably right, but don't you think it's a little strange?" "Kind of, but I'm sure she'll tell us everything she knows." "Sure, let's go and get ready too."
I woke up late this morning. I couldn't remember what had happened last night for a few minutes. Then it all came back to me. I felt so guilty, even though I hadn't really done anything, it had been all Harry. 'Oh, who am I kidding, of course I did something' I thought to myself. It wasn't like I had made a great effort to get away or make Harry stop. I started to when it got more intense, but I was still guilty. What would Ron do if he found out? What would Ginny do if Ron got really hacked off at me? What I did last night could completely ruin my life, well maybe not my life, but. "Good you're finally up," I heard a voice from behind me say. I was slightly embarrassed because I had been muttering to myself while digging in my trunk. "Good morning to you too," I snapped back and then adjusted my tone of voice and turned around to see who was talking to me. "Sorry if I interrupted your conversation with the voices in your head, but I wanted to talk to you about last night." I froze, why did Lavender want to talk to me about last night, what did she know, how much did she hear, and if she heard did Ron or Ginny? "Don't be sorry, I've got a headache is all. What did you want to talk about?" "I heard you and someone else, one of the boys, yelling downstairs and I wanted to see what was going on. It woke me up, no one else heard though." I must have looked very relieved, because she looked at me strangely. "Oh, that, it was nothing." "Well, it was really loud and I heard part of the conversation. It didn't sound like nothing." "Maybe you heard wrong," I suggested, now desperate to get rid of her. "What did you hear?" "I heard some stuff about you trying to play Malfoy, which you should know is nearly impossible. I heard you trying to apologize and I heard something about the boy who lived, which makes me think it was Harry down there." "What? No way, you definitely heard wrong. I was talking to Ron, he saw me in Potions and he wanted an explanation." I tried to lie to her, but I was never a very dishonest person. "Whatever you say," she said and then walked out of the room. Oh my god! What if someone else heard the same thing as Lavender? What if she tells another person? I was freaking out, still digging in my trunk and muttering to myself. I wasn't even looking at the things I was throwing out of the trunk. I had actually been looking for a pair of light blue heels, or any heels that I could change the color of. I had completely forgotten shoes and then remembered them last night but the incident with Harry had put shoes out of my mind and I just remembered again when I woke up. Now I had no idea what I was looking for again. "What are you doing?" Ginny had walked in. "I thought I would come and wake you so you could get breakfast, but if you would rather talk to yourself." "No, wait. I was looking for something but I can't remember what. I'll come get breakfast and maybe I'll remember. Just wait so I can get some clean clothes on." "Sure. I was wondering if you wanted to get ready for the ball with me and Hermione." "That would be cool. I love to get ready for dances and parties with other girls and then I could get to know Hermione better." "We're going to eat breakfast and then go outside for awhile. After that we'll come in and get ready. You are welcome to join us for the inevitable snowball fight, as long as you're on our side and not the guys." "Of course. That sounds like fun I think I will." "You'll want to wear something warm." "Ok, I'll meet you at breakfast, you go ahead." I was so happy that she didn't seem to know anything about last night, but for how long? If Lavender had heard that much then someone else obviously did too. I just had to find them and beg them not to tell anyone. I had to talk to Harry too. I thought I should try to find him before breakfast, but first I had to shower and get dressed. *~* I knew that I had to find her. She was the key to the boy. If I found her and the boy, master would be pleased. He would hold me above all his other followers and I would be rewarded. I had to find her, but how? She was being protected by that fool in England. Did he think he could keep her hidden from me and my master? Master said he was crazy. I could easily break the spell, if I believed in my master and gave him my trust he would find her for me and I would get the boy. The boy who thought he could defeat master. The boy was a fool. Master said I could keep her if I brought him the boy. I have to get the boy and with the boy I will have my love. *~* Why did I have to be like this? Why did I have to fall so hard for her? I'm surprised that Witch Weekly hasn't gotten a hold of this yet. I just can't wait for it to be on the cover of next month's issue. Lavender and Parvati would have a field day. Malfoy would hold it against me forever. I still can't shake the feeling that something else is going on. It is so strange; I keep thinking that there is some sort of other plan going on. I'm surprised that there hasn't been a threat or a hint of Voldemort. I think that this has been the longest Voldemort has ever waited to try and kill me. I have been on edge for a while, it's like I've been waiting for something to happen. Maybe he took a year off, oh sure that's it. He would just give up. Yeah right. *~* I got out of the shower and dressed. I remembered that I had been looking for shoes. I was going to look some more, but decided to go to breakfast. I walked down the stairs and saw the nearly deserted common room. There were only a couple younger students there, moping because they couldn't go to the ball. I stepped out of the portrait whole and walked down to the great hall. I looked up at the enchanted ceiling and saw a cloudy gray sky. I went to sit by Ginny. "Hey." "Hey, you going outside with us?" Ron asked. "Yeah, I think I will." "Then you better watch out." "Why?" I asked suspiciously. "You'll see," he said, mysteriously. "What do you mean by that?" I asked, but I never got an answer because he started talking to Harry about Quidditch. "Yeah, I think the Cannons have a shot at the World Cup this year." "No way. They couldn't get the quaffle in a 40 foot hoop if they were on the ground, let alone flying." "I'm hurt, you know they're my team." "Ugh, boys" I said and turned to talk to Ginny and Hermione. "Hey Kerry. We were just talking about the ball," Ginny said. "Oh, what about it?" "You know, usual stuff. What our dresses look like and what cosmetic charms we're using." "Sounds interesting." I replied sarcastically and went back to my eggs. I listened to both conversations absently. I really didn't care. I wasn't as nervous as I had been about people finding out about last night, but I still was worried. "Ok, everyone's done. Let's go." I heard Harry say. I snapped out of my daydream and looked up. Everybody was waiting for me. I stood up and activated the warming charm on my sweater. "All right, let's go." *~* It had to be a crime to look that good in jeans and a sweater. It just wasn't fair. Girls shouldn't be allowed to tease us like that. Really, how did she manage it? I jerked myself out of my daydream of Kerry in tight blue jeans and a maroon sweater. I had to concentrate on my breakfast or something. It wasn't fair that Potter and Weasley got to be with her all the time, and Weasley was snogging her more than was right. I wish it were me who got to taste her lips all the time, whenever I wanted. If I were the one who got her, instead of Weasley, I wouldn't let her run around with Potter behind my back. He hadn't even noticed the way she was fidgeting and looking over at Harry all the time when she thought no one was watching, she was obviously feeling guilty about something she did with Potter. *~* Now I know why I was supposed to watch out. As soon as we got outside, the guys had gone off somewhere. I talked with the other two for a little while, but then I heard something behind me. I turned to see what it was, I shouldn't have. The girls ran off as soon as they heard, but I was stupid and got a snowball in the face. I reached down and grabbed a handful of snow. I saw a large ball go right over my head. I threw mine straight at Ron, hitting him in the arm, then I threw one at Harry, hitting him in the head. He was spitting snow. "Serves you right." I yelled as I ran off. I was bombarded with snowballs and so were the other girls. I kept running. I was just trying to get away so I didn't notice that I was running towards a corner. When I finally noticed, it was to late. I was trapped. The two boys backed me into the corner, both holding large snowballs. "You wouldn't," I said to them. "Are you sure? You must not know us well if you think we wouldn't pelt you with icy balls of fluff. Right Harry?" "Right Ron." "No, I surrender!" I shrieked. "We show no mercy," Ron said as he let his ball fly towards my head, I ducked and it hit me in the shoulder, Harry's hit me in the ear, very cold! "Hey! I thought you were supposed to be in love with me, Ronald Weasley." "I am, honey, but sometimes we hurt the ones we love, just like I'm going to hit Ginny in the ass with this snowball and she's my sister." "You are a bastard, brother dear," she said while wiping snow off her bum. "We both know that's not true," he said as he threw another. "I'm telling mom where you keep your old Playwizard's magazines, not just the ones you got from Fred and George." "You wouldn't!" He said, flushing bright red. "Of course not, but I might tell Kerry if she ever comes to our house," she threw a large snowball and it hit him in the face, snow going into his mouth because he had it wide open at her last remark. I thought to myself 'I'm kind of dizzy' before I fell, I couldn't hear anything. *~* "That is absolutely wonderful guys, but I think there's something wrong with Kerry. Are you all right?" I asked before she fell onto the snow. I had no idea what was wrong, it was strange she had been fine, and now. "Don't just stand there! Help me get her to the hospital wing," Ron said, breaking me out of my trance. "Right. Ginny, we're going to the hospital wing, get Hermione and either meet us there or go get ready. I'm sure there's nothing wrong." "Ok, Harry." We used a mobilicorpus spell to get her up the stairs. We walked into the infirmary and Madame Pomfrey swooped down on us. "What happened? What was she doing? Did she hit her head?" "We don't know what happened." Ron said, letting her fall gently to the bed. "We were having a snowball fight. Ron and his sister started to talk, well fight, but I looked at her and she looked really strange. I asked if she was all right, but before she could answer me, she fell." "Ok gentleman, I will examine her. You two must leave for now." "What! I am not leaving." "I want to know what's wrong!" Ron and I burst out at the same time. "Nobody is doing any good by shouting at me! Now if you would please leave the infirmary." "Like we said, Madame, we aren't leaving." "Yes you are, goodbye boys," she said, pushing us out the door. We sat down outside the door. My plan at least was to wait until we had some news. "What's the matter?" Ginny and Hermione had just gotten there. "We have no idea. Madame Pomfrey shooed us out." "Oh no, how will we know if she's ok?" "I don't know, maybe she'll let you go in there." "I doubt it, but it's worth a try." I noticed that Hermione was being strangely quiet. Normally she had some kind of solution for this type of thing. She seemed to know everything. Ginny went in, but Hermione stayed with me and Ron. "Hey Harry. We have to talk." "Do you really think this is a good time?" I asked, disgusted that she would want to talk about us right now. "Yes I think this is a good a time as any. You never want to talk to me, it's never a good time. You always have some reason not to!" "Erm, I think I'll just go over there," Ron said and walked away. "Fine. What do you have to say?" "Just that I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me. I also was wondering about what happened last night." "Last night? What about last night? Nothing happened last night." I said, a little too nervously. "I heard you yelling and, who I have to assume was Kerry, yelling back. What I heard wasn't too pretty, especially if Ron knew you two were together last night and what you were doing." "What did you hear? How do you know what we were doing?" I asked suspiciously. "That's where I get to be embarrassed. I heard you yelling when I got up to get a drink of water. I walked down to see what was going on. I stayed to listen and watch. I was at the stairs of the girl's dorm. I ran up when you two were going to bed. I'm sleeping in the empty room at the end of the hall." "So you saw it all. I guess you're mad." "No, I'm not mad at you. I'm disappointed in you, but I have no reason to be mad at you. I think Ron should be mad at you, but if you aren't going to tell him, I won't." "Thank you. I guess you know that we all have crushes on Kerry, then. What do you think of that?" "Who do you mean by 'all'?" "Ron, Malfoy, and me." "Malfoy too? I thought he had learned his lesson, falling for Gryffindor girls all over the place isn't he." "Yeah, he dumped Ginny because he thought he had a chance with Kerry. You probably realize that none of us have a chance with Kerry, except Ron." "Yeah, well after last night, I wouldn't be so sure." "Really, did you notice something I didn't cause it seemed to me that she was rejecting me." "Ugh, boys. You don't notice anything." "What?" "If you don't know, then I'm not telling you." "Gee thanks." We sat there in awkward silence for a few minutes. Then Ginny came out. "She's going to be ok! She's all right!" "Okay, calm down, breathe. Now, what happened?" "She just fainted, we don't know why, but she's all right. She can even go to the ball!" "That's great. I'm glad I have a date again since mom and dad bought those knew dress robes." "Oh, Ron! Madame Pomfrey said we could go see her if we were quiet." "Ok, let's go." *~* I was lying in an infirmary bed. I was really cold and I was still a little dizzy. All I remembered was feeling really strange and everything fading into blackness. I had no idea what had happened. I heard everyone coming in and Madame Pomfrey shushing them. "Hey everyone," I croaked. "Hey, how do you feel?" Ron asked. "Not so great. I'm kind of cold." "Do you want another blanket?" Harry asked. "That would be good." "Here, drink this. It will make you feel better." "Thanks," Harry came back with a blanket and laid it on top of me. It felt good, but the potion was doing more work. "As soon as I warm up I'll go start getting ready for the ball. Madame Pomfrey said I could go." "You should rest some." "Naw, I'm fine. Just wait a second and I'll get up." "Are you sure that's a good idea?" "It's fine." I was starting to warm up and I wasn't dizzy anymore. I thought I could get up so I started taking blankets off. Harry and Ron tried to help me up, but I didn't need it so it was more a hindrance than help. I got up and walked out with Ginny. Behind me I heard Ron and Harry talking. "Do you think she's alright?" Harry asked. "I'm sure she's fine, if Madame Pomfrey let her out and said she could go to the ball." "Yeah, you're probably right, but don't you think it's a little strange?" "Kind of, but I'm sure she'll tell us everything she knows." "Sure, let's go and get ready too."