Chapter Four:
"Harry, catch!" Ron called as he threw a ball to Harry, who caught it and threw it back. It was a Thursday afternoon, and all the classes got out early, so Harry and his friends decided to wander around outside. Hermione, Aslin and Gryffin were laying lazily on the grass discussing that days lessons. "Hogsmeade weekend tomorrow," Ron said, throwing the ball back to Harry. "I know. I hope we'll learn more about the Faire, besides what band is playing!" said Harry. "I have an idea," Gryffin said rising from the grass, she stopped to brush herself off. "I think that if I ask, either Dumbledore or McGonagall will give us a pass to the village. We could check it today and tell everyone all juicy details." "That sounds fun," Harry said and the others agreed. Gryffin dashed inside to talk to Dumbledore and McGonagall about the pass to Hogsmeade. Harry laid down on the grass next to Hermione and Aslin, he closed his eyes and saw.... ....Ron crying over Hermione...Aslin in a white dress with sky blue wings, she seemed to be chanting something....Gryffin, a sword in both hands, was fighting someone....Gryffin changed, she no longer seemed to be Gryffin... ...Then Harry opened his eyes, Gryffin was coming back, a smile on her face. She stopped and looked at Harry curiously. "Are you alright?" She asked as soon as she was close enough. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" He asked, wondering what she had read in his face. "You looked... I don't know, scared, sad, angry..." said Gryffin. Aslin looked up, watching the exchange. "Are you sure you're okay?" Gryffin asked again. Harry nodded. "Well, then, let's go!" and Gryffin raced off towards the village. The others followed her a little more slowly. "Does she have mood swings all the time?" Ron asked Aslin. "Oh no, only occasionally!" Aslin replied. "She's a very complicated person." "We've noticed," Harry said. Gryffin was waiting for them by the gates leading to Hogsmeade. "I've never walked to Hogsmeade before," Hermione said. "Aslin and I go this way all the time. You get more exercise this way," Gryffin stated as she hung back to talk to Harry. "What?" Harry asked. "How long have you been dreaming like that?" questioned Gryffin. "Whatever do you mean?" "How long have you been having those flashes? Dreams or nightmares?" Gryffin said. "They started before I came here. I kept dreaming about fighting Voldemort, and, and you, but then I didn't know you," He replied. "I see," was all Gryffin said. The students entered Hogsmeade and stopped walking to look around, the whole place had changed! "Look over there!" Hermione pointed. A stage had been set up in the middle of the town, a group of wizards were still working on a part of it. "I guess that's where the bands will be playing," Aslin said shrugging. Gryffin walked a little ways away, she started talking to someone. When she came back she handed something to Hermione and said, "Here, I think that will help us," Hermione opened the parchment and saw a detailed map of Hogsmeade, it showed where everything was and would be. "You were right, Aslin," Hermione said. "That stage is where the bands will be performing. It also says that in that field there," she pointed. "will be Broomstick formation flying." "That sounds interesting," Harry mused. Aslin and Ron agreed. "There's also going to be a rare creature petting zoo," Hermione said. "I hope they haven't asked Hagrid to supply the creatures!" Ron said in almost fake horror. The others laughed, excluding Gryffin, she was looking around the grounds. Is he sending out such strong signals, that now Harry is recieving premonitions and getting nightmares? He has to be stopped! She thought fiercely. "Hey, Gryffin, you coming?" Aslin asked, her face puzzled. "Huh? Oh yeah," said Gryffin as she came out of her thoughts. "Keep an eye out, something doesn't feeling right." "Okay. Do you know what it is?" Aslin said peering into a bush. "No, and that's what has me worried," Gryffin replied as her and Aslin walked off. The man in the bush Aslin had been staring at, finally stopped shaking. His master needed that boy, but the one girl would make him even happier. *** After their tour of the fairegrounds, the students had pitched in, helping where they were needed, now they all sat in a booth at the Three Broomsticks, the local pub in Hogsmeade. Madam Rosmerta had just served them mugs of butterbeer and they sat talking about the faire. "I think it will be really awesome!" Ron said excitedly. The door to the pub opened and five boys came in, followed by a stern wizard in a pinstriped robe. "Hey Aslin," Gryffin said poking her in the side, a sly smile on her face. "What?" Aslin asked. Gryffin pointed. "JACE!" Aslin shrieked climbing out of the booth and racing towards one of the boys. The force of her running to him, knocked him over, but he still gave her a huge grin and a bear hug. "Um, who is that?" Hermione asked. "Yeah and how does he know her?" Ron asked. "Why? Jealous?" Gryffin asked mishcheviously. "I'm surprised you don't know Hermione, after all, Lavender and Parvati have been talking about them since they heard of the faire." "That's Mystery 'n' Magick?!" said Hermione. "Yes, and that is Jace, Aslin's boyfriend," Gryffin explained. "Oh," Hermione said as Aslin led the five boys over. The man in the pinstriped robe, went and ordered drinks from Madam Rosmerta. "Guys," Aslin said as soon as she was in hearing range. "This is Jace O'Riley, Scott MacDougal, Jon Gallagher, David Cunningham and Lucus Black." "Nice to meet you," Hermione said rushedly, her eyes were beginning to get starry. "Pleasure," Ron said curtly, glaring at Hermione. As Harry was about to give his pleasantries, one of the boys, Jon to be exact, said, "Blimey! You're 'Arry Potter!" in his thick Scottish accent. "Yes, I am," Harry said sighing. "It sure is an honor meeting you!" The boy said shaking Harry's hand. The other members said similar words. Aslin looked at Gryffin, who was pointedly looking away from the band, and was fiddling with her robe. "Jace, this is Gryffin, I've told you about her," Aslin said. "What did you tell him?!" Gryffin asked, pretending to be horrified. "About all the evil things you two do," Jace said laughing. Jace was a very tall sixteen year old, he was six three. He had short spikey brown hair and baby blue eyes, it was no wonder that Aslin liked him. "Gryffin," Aslin said, and when Gryffin looked up, Aslin pulled Scott over to her. "This is Scott. Scott this is Gryffin." "Um, hi?" Gryffin said staring into Scott's warm honey coloured eyes "Hi," Scott said casually, his accent was a mix of Irish and Scottish. "Well, I'll let you two get aquainted," Aslin said, rushing over to join Jace. "I'll kill her!" Gryffin muttered as Scott slid in next to her. "What was that?" He asked. "Nothing. Um, hey, we'd better be getting back to the school," Gryffin said as she noticed the sky was becoming darker, the uneasy feeling in her stomach was growing. "Oh, drat! You're right!" Aslin said, giving Gryffin a pitiful look. "You have to go back to Hogwarts?" The stern man asked. "Yes," Hermione said with authority. "Good," David said. "We'll come with you. Headmaster Dumbledore invited us to stay at Hogwarts. "Oh, well, come on," Harry said. The feeling in Gryffin's stomach began to slowly fade away. "I'll go pay," She said sliding out of the booth after Scott. "Why don't you let me pay?" Scott said, being a gentleman. "No," Gryffin said firmly. "I'll pay." She walked to the counter, paid and walked briskly out the door, stopped and looked around. As the others came outside, the wind began to pick up. Aslin saw Gryffin clench reflexedly at a nonexsistant sword at her side. "Gryffin?" Aslin asked. Now ws not a good time for Gryffin's instincts to kick in! Gryffin's eyes were glazed over. "You guys go on ahead, I'll follow," she told them, ignoring the odd looks coming from the band members. "I'll walk with you," Scott offered. Gryffin glared at him. "Come on," Aslin said to Scott, he gave Gryffin a last look as he walked off. "I know you are there. Come out," she said, her voice gravelly. A short, fat, balding man came out of the shadows, one of his arms glinted silver. "Peter," said Gryffin, her tone coyingly sweet, which meant trouble. "It is not nice to see you again." "I was sent to retreive the boy," Peter said. "He stays with me," "He is not with you now," Peter pointed out. Gryffin said, "He is still safe from you and your master." "Not for long!" Peter hissed. "That is what you think!" Gryffin snarled, flinging a small knife past Peter's head and into a tree nearby. "You will not be so brave when you confront him!" Peter yelled. "Is that supposed to be a threat?" Gryffin laughed and walked away. She knew Peter as too cowardly to do anything to her. Once she was out of his sight, she broke into a run, heading bacxk to Hogwarts. *** When she got to the castle, it was pouring down rain, and she was drenched. "How did it go?" Aslin asked from the shadows, making Gryffin jump. "They are here, and all that matters is, they will act soon," Gryffin replied and turned to face her friend. "Where's your boyfriend and his friends?" Aslin laughed. "Probably turned into yellow canaries by now." She handed a big fluffy towel to Gryffin, who accepted it gratefully. "Dumbledore and McGonagall decided that they would be staying in Gryffindor. Jace and Scott are sharing Herry and Ron's dormitory." "You're telling me this why?" Gryffin asked as they ascended a staircase, which began to move as they were on it. "I hate when they do this," Aslin sighed. Gryffin waved to a portrait as they passed. "At least we know where all of the secret passages are, and where they lead to," she said as the staircases quit moving. "True, turn," Aslin said in reminder. Soon the girls were heading towards the Gryffindor common room. "Sphinx Riddles," Aslin said to the Fat Lady's portrait. "How are you today, Gryffin? My! Are you soaked! I'd ask Madam Pomfrey for a potion so you don't get sick!" she excaimed. "I'll be alright, Henrietta," Gryffin replied as Henrietta swung open the door. "Sleep tight!" she called after the two girls. *** When Gryffin and Aslin came into the Common room, there was a party in full swing. Fred and George were telling David and Jon all about the Quidditch game. Lee was passing around a plate of yellow tarts, and there were feathers all over the place. "Think we should clean up later, or make them?" Aslin asked, not seeing Jace coming up from behind her. "Gotcha!" He said, grabbing her. Gryffin laughed and headed up to her room. "Leaving already?" Scott said from a chair near the stairs. Gryffin sighed inwardly. "I have to do something, like change my clothes before I get ill." "Well, then, carry on," Scott said, a twinkle in his eyes. Gryffin ran up the stairs and shut her door, glad that she had the only single room in Gryffindor tower. She sank onto her bed, and closed her eyes. I should tell Dumbledore about Peter, Gryffin thought. She got up and went to her fire, she whispered a word and suddenly Dumbledore's head appeared in the fire. "Yes, Gryffin?" He asked. "I saw Peter today, he and Voldemort are planning something... I don't know what though," Gryffin told him. Dumbledore's eyes grew hard, "We'll have to find out. You can't ask him can you?" "No," Gryffin sighed. "He never would tell me his plans." "The most we can do is wait, and protect Harry, and yourself," Dumbledore said. "I thought as much, but I don't like waiting, I've never been patient, and...and I find myself wishing for a fight," "You must cure that, get your mind onto something else, you could try studying harder," Dumbledore said, the twinkle back in his eyes. "Yeah, and maybe I'll turn into Hermione and find a cure foe something!" Gryffin shot back. Dumbledore laughed and disappeared from the fire. "I hate it when he does that!" Gryffin pulled off her wet clothes and changed into dry ones, and headed back downstairs. Scott was singing a song, and Gryffin paused, listening, it was a very beautiful song, one Gryffin's mother used to sing to her. "...Come step into the light, you'll be alright. I'm right by your side, You have nothing to fear..." "Gryffin?" "Huh?" Gryffin opened her eyes, Aslin was next to her, and Gryffin had tears falling from her eyes. "Are you okay?" Aslin asked. "I'm fine, it's just that song brought back memories. My-my mother used to sing it to me when I was frightened," Gryffin explained in a quiet voice as Scott continued to sing. "Oh," Aslin's eyes scanned the room. "I'm going to hurt Parvati if she gets any closer to Jace." Gryffin laughed. "I thought that was my line!" "It is. I'm just borrowing it," Aslin said laughing also. "He sings really well," Gryffin commented watching Scott. "Did I just hear you correctly? Did you just compliment him?" Aslin exclaimed. "Yes, I complimented him, but don't tell him!" Gryffin said, grabbing a tart off of the nearby table. She sniffed it cautiously, deciding it was safe, she popped it into her mouth and took a seat near Scott, who was almost done with the song. "...Into the fire, forbidden desire, You will be safe from harm, if you believe, if you believe..." He sang the end and the Gryffindor's broke into applause. "Aslin," Gryffin said, smiling slyly. "Go get my flute and your harp." Aslin dashed off to get the requested items, and when she got back, she took the seat Scott had just vacated. Gryffin took her flute and began to play a soft song, that sounded like flowing water, Aslin joined in, their instruments blending perfectly together. The music sounded so well, it was more than music, it was magic. When they finished playing, Lucus, from Mystery 'n' Magick, asked them to join the band. The girls laughed but gracefully declined. "Don't you think you should clean all this up before McGonagall...." Gryffin trailed off, she was staring at the doorway. "Never mind, she's already here." "I could hear the noise all the way in my office. I suggest you clean up and get some sleep, otherwise, you won't be able to enjoy Hogsmeade tomorrow," McGonagall said sternly. Gryffin slipped up into her her room while McGonagall was talking. She didn't make the mess, so she wouldn't have to clean it up! She sighed and laid down on her bed and closed her eyes, again. She could hear everyone cleaning up and could hear doos closing. Soon, there was no light seeping in from under her door, and Gryffin slept. *** Harry lay in bed pondering the days events. First, Gryffin gets them permission to leave Hogwarts grounds, they helped work on the faire-Harry had been set to helping prepare the stage,- then they meet the band Mystery 'n' Magick, who came to Hogwarts with them when they left Hogsmeade. Then there was Gryffin, why was she so mysterious? She had stayed behind in Hogsmeade when they went back to Hogwarts. Why? Harry shook his head, his thoughts were too jumbled and confusing, yet they all revolved around Gryffin. He shut his mind and tried to sleep, gratefully he let it claim him. *** It was very dark, and she felt very small. Gryffin cried out. The monster was after her! A candle came near, it was her mother telling it was just a dream, no need to worry.... The scene changed, Gryffin was running through the woods, a sword in one hand and a bow and quiver full of arrows slung over her back. She heard the snap of a twig breaking from up ahead, she ducked as an arrow came flying towards her. She fired off her own arrow and was pleased to hear a satisfying thunk and the groan of a man... *** When Gryffin awoke the next morning, she was buried under her covers and covered in sweat. Why did I dream that? She thought. She closed her eyes against the memory of her mother, that one was shoved to the back her mind, like other ones. Gryffin got up and changed into regular clothes, as there were no classes today, and she'd be at Hogsmeade. She went down into the common room, and saw that there was no one there. It must be later or earlier than I thought, she mused. She heard a noise behind her and turned, Scott was sitting in a chair writing. Gryffin sat in the chair next to him and asked, "What are you writing?" When he jumped at the sound of her voice, Gryffin smiled. "I'm writing a song for the band," he told her. "Oh," Gryffin replied. They sat there in silence. Soon the other Gryffindor's came down from their rooms, Aslin was still in her pajama's. "What are you doing?" Aslin asked Scott through a tremendous yawn. "Writing a song for the band," He answered. Gryffin smiled again, "You sound like a parrot who only knows one thing." Scott smiled. "You're right, I do!" "Huh?" Aslin said. "Go back to bed!" Gryffin said laughing just as Jace came down the stairs. "Bed? Nah!" Aslin said going to hug him. Harry came downstairs, followed by Ron. "When are we going to Hogsmeade?" Harry asked. "As soon as everyone is ready," Gryffin informed him. "I'm ready," Hermione said coming down the stairs from the girls dormitory, she was dressed and looked like she had been up for hours. "What do you do? Sleep dressed?!" Aslin exclaimed. "No," Parvati said from behind Hermione. "She gets up and does her schoolwork." "That would explain it," Aslin replied. Everyone got ready and headed downstairs and out the doors to Hogsmeade. Only five of the students knew what Hogsmeade looked like now. "Oh, bloody awesome!" Seamus exclaimed upon entering the town. There were rides set up, and vendors setting up their stalls. There was a huge Ferris Wheel, or something very close to one, being held up by two ropes, and nothing else. There were lights, and music and all different sights to see. "It is isn't it?" Hermione said. Harry pointed to the stage, "I helped set that up." "When?" An indignant voice scoffed. "Yesterday, while you all were down in the dungeons," Gryffin retorted, turning to face the scoffer. "How did you get in here?" Draco asked, staring into Gryffin's eyes. "I asked Dumbledore, and he gave us a pass. Don't believe me? Ask him or McGonagall, she's right over there," Gryffin said pointing out the teacher. "Yeah, whatever," Draco said walking off, looking one last time at Gryffin over his shoulder. "He gives me the creeps!" Parvati exclaimed. "I know, he is like, so, so....." Lavender trailed off, staring at the five boys walking ahead of them. She still couldn't believe she met Mystery 'n' Magick in person! "Jace! Wait up!" Aslin called out, running to catch up with her boyfriend. The other students headed into the many shops the town held or over to view the rides and vendor stalls, only Gryffin separated from any group, she headed into the Three Broomsticks, to sit in a dark corner so she could watch and listen. She watched as different wizards and witches came and went, she saw hags and goblins and a short, rotund man come in. For an adult he was pretty short, and balding. He still wore his cape and glared at all the taverns occupants. Gryffin found him to be very interesting. He went to the bar and ordered a mug of brandy. He sat at the bar and stared into his drink, glancing now and then into Gryffin's corner. She walked over to him and sat on the stool next to him. "Peter, what are you doing here?" She asked him. "You know what I'm here for," He replied into his mug. "I will not allow it. For one, you can't even show your face without the Ministry of Magic coming after, you are supposed to be dead, remember? Or when he came back, did you miraculously gain courage?" Gryffin said. Peter's face grew dark, he knew that he was a coward, but he couldn't face having some snippet of a girl tell him that. "I do what my master tells me too, we all do. Your father most of all," Peter said, hoping to bribe her into a fight. "My father is dead, body, mind and soul, there is no possible way for him to come back. Ever," Gryffin said. "And how would you know that?" Before Gryffin could reply to the question, Harry, Ron and Hermione entered. "That wind is cold!" Hermione stated as they went to find a seat, Madam Rosmerta was over in a matter of seconds. "What can I get you?" She asked. "Three butterbeers," Ron replied. "Coming right up!" she chirped. "We'll talk later, and for the last time," Gryffin said sliding from the stool and walking over to her friends. "Where's Aslin?" She asked immediately. "With her boyfriend. You had someone looking for you," Hermione told her. "Who?" Gryffin asked curiously, and a little hopeful. "Draco, he said he really needed to talk to you," Harry said, looking at Gryffin. "I'll bet he does," Gryffin muttered. She wanted to see what Draco had to say, but with Peter around, she was loathe to leave Harry alone, and practically defenseless. Madam Rosmerta came back with the three butterbeers. "Will you be wanting anything?" She asked Gryffin. Who answered, "No thank you, I'm fine." "Who was that man you were talking to at the bar?" Hermione asked suspiciously. "Just....someone..." Gryffin said evasively. Before Hermione could ask more, Aslin, Jace and Scott came in. "Hey Gryffin, Draco was looking for you," Aslin said, staring into Gryffin's eyes, hoping to read something in there. "So I've heard." Gryffin said wearily. Why was she always the one people were looking for? Gryffin made her way out of the Three Broomsticks and headed into the forest, she could think there. *** "Is Gryffin always disappearing?" Scott asked Aslin as they lounged in the Common Room. Aslin could hardly hear him over the chatter of everyone else, just as the were leaving Hogsmeade, the mayor announced that the Faire would officially be open in a week. "Actually, yes, she does," Aslin said grimly. "She disappeared once before for two months and came back with a black panther cub that she named Patience." Scott and Jace whistled. "Does she still have it?" Scott asked. "The panther? Of course, though it's at her house now," Aslin replied. Scott looked out the window. Was that a light in the forest? "She's a strange one." "You're telling me," Ron said eavesdropping. Aslin and the boys laughed. "It's really no use staying up and waiting for her, we might as well go to bed," Aslin said after a while. Scott looked at her like she was crazy. "What? What if she comes back? Are you sure she'll be okay?" He asked. "Trust me, I know Gryffin, she'll be fine. Now go to bed!" Aslin said in her best Professor McGonagall voice. Scott, Jace and Ron laughed and the four of them went to bed. ***
"Harry, catch!" Ron called as he threw a ball to Harry, who caught it and threw it back. It was a Thursday afternoon, and all the classes got out early, so Harry and his friends decided to wander around outside. Hermione, Aslin and Gryffin were laying lazily on the grass discussing that days lessons. "Hogsmeade weekend tomorrow," Ron said, throwing the ball back to Harry. "I know. I hope we'll learn more about the Faire, besides what band is playing!" said Harry. "I have an idea," Gryffin said rising from the grass, she stopped to brush herself off. "I think that if I ask, either Dumbledore or McGonagall will give us a pass to the village. We could check it today and tell everyone all juicy details." "That sounds fun," Harry said and the others agreed. Gryffin dashed inside to talk to Dumbledore and McGonagall about the pass to Hogsmeade. Harry laid down on the grass next to Hermione and Aslin, he closed his eyes and saw.... ....Ron crying over Hermione...Aslin in a white dress with sky blue wings, she seemed to be chanting something....Gryffin, a sword in both hands, was fighting someone....Gryffin changed, she no longer seemed to be Gryffin... ...Then Harry opened his eyes, Gryffin was coming back, a smile on her face. She stopped and looked at Harry curiously. "Are you alright?" She asked as soon as she was close enough. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" He asked, wondering what she had read in his face. "You looked... I don't know, scared, sad, angry..." said Gryffin. Aslin looked up, watching the exchange. "Are you sure you're okay?" Gryffin asked again. Harry nodded. "Well, then, let's go!" and Gryffin raced off towards the village. The others followed her a little more slowly. "Does she have mood swings all the time?" Ron asked Aslin. "Oh no, only occasionally!" Aslin replied. "She's a very complicated person." "We've noticed," Harry said. Gryffin was waiting for them by the gates leading to Hogsmeade. "I've never walked to Hogsmeade before," Hermione said. "Aslin and I go this way all the time. You get more exercise this way," Gryffin stated as she hung back to talk to Harry. "What?" Harry asked. "How long have you been dreaming like that?" questioned Gryffin. "Whatever do you mean?" "How long have you been having those flashes? Dreams or nightmares?" Gryffin said. "They started before I came here. I kept dreaming about fighting Voldemort, and, and you, but then I didn't know you," He replied. "I see," was all Gryffin said. The students entered Hogsmeade and stopped walking to look around, the whole place had changed! "Look over there!" Hermione pointed. A stage had been set up in the middle of the town, a group of wizards were still working on a part of it. "I guess that's where the bands will be playing," Aslin said shrugging. Gryffin walked a little ways away, she started talking to someone. When she came back she handed something to Hermione and said, "Here, I think that will help us," Hermione opened the parchment and saw a detailed map of Hogsmeade, it showed where everything was and would be. "You were right, Aslin," Hermione said. "That stage is where the bands will be performing. It also says that in that field there," she pointed. "will be Broomstick formation flying." "That sounds interesting," Harry mused. Aslin and Ron agreed. "There's also going to be a rare creature petting zoo," Hermione said. "I hope they haven't asked Hagrid to supply the creatures!" Ron said in almost fake horror. The others laughed, excluding Gryffin, she was looking around the grounds. Is he sending out such strong signals, that now Harry is recieving premonitions and getting nightmares? He has to be stopped! She thought fiercely. "Hey, Gryffin, you coming?" Aslin asked, her face puzzled. "Huh? Oh yeah," said Gryffin as she came out of her thoughts. "Keep an eye out, something doesn't feeling right." "Okay. Do you know what it is?" Aslin said peering into a bush. "No, and that's what has me worried," Gryffin replied as her and Aslin walked off. The man in the bush Aslin had been staring at, finally stopped shaking. His master needed that boy, but the one girl would make him even happier. *** After their tour of the fairegrounds, the students had pitched in, helping where they were needed, now they all sat in a booth at the Three Broomsticks, the local pub in Hogsmeade. Madam Rosmerta had just served them mugs of butterbeer and they sat talking about the faire. "I think it will be really awesome!" Ron said excitedly. The door to the pub opened and five boys came in, followed by a stern wizard in a pinstriped robe. "Hey Aslin," Gryffin said poking her in the side, a sly smile on her face. "What?" Aslin asked. Gryffin pointed. "JACE!" Aslin shrieked climbing out of the booth and racing towards one of the boys. The force of her running to him, knocked him over, but he still gave her a huge grin and a bear hug. "Um, who is that?" Hermione asked. "Yeah and how does he know her?" Ron asked. "Why? Jealous?" Gryffin asked mishcheviously. "I'm surprised you don't know Hermione, after all, Lavender and Parvati have been talking about them since they heard of the faire." "That's Mystery 'n' Magick?!" said Hermione. "Yes, and that is Jace, Aslin's boyfriend," Gryffin explained. "Oh," Hermione said as Aslin led the five boys over. The man in the pinstriped robe, went and ordered drinks from Madam Rosmerta. "Guys," Aslin said as soon as she was in hearing range. "This is Jace O'Riley, Scott MacDougal, Jon Gallagher, David Cunningham and Lucus Black." "Nice to meet you," Hermione said rushedly, her eyes were beginning to get starry. "Pleasure," Ron said curtly, glaring at Hermione. As Harry was about to give his pleasantries, one of the boys, Jon to be exact, said, "Blimey! You're 'Arry Potter!" in his thick Scottish accent. "Yes, I am," Harry said sighing. "It sure is an honor meeting you!" The boy said shaking Harry's hand. The other members said similar words. Aslin looked at Gryffin, who was pointedly looking away from the band, and was fiddling with her robe. "Jace, this is Gryffin, I've told you about her," Aslin said. "What did you tell him?!" Gryffin asked, pretending to be horrified. "About all the evil things you two do," Jace said laughing. Jace was a very tall sixteen year old, he was six three. He had short spikey brown hair and baby blue eyes, it was no wonder that Aslin liked him. "Gryffin," Aslin said, and when Gryffin looked up, Aslin pulled Scott over to her. "This is Scott. Scott this is Gryffin." "Um, hi?" Gryffin said staring into Scott's warm honey coloured eyes "Hi," Scott said casually, his accent was a mix of Irish and Scottish. "Well, I'll let you two get aquainted," Aslin said, rushing over to join Jace. "I'll kill her!" Gryffin muttered as Scott slid in next to her. "What was that?" He asked. "Nothing. Um, hey, we'd better be getting back to the school," Gryffin said as she noticed the sky was becoming darker, the uneasy feeling in her stomach was growing. "Oh, drat! You're right!" Aslin said, giving Gryffin a pitiful look. "You have to go back to Hogwarts?" The stern man asked. "Yes," Hermione said with authority. "Good," David said. "We'll come with you. Headmaster Dumbledore invited us to stay at Hogwarts. "Oh, well, come on," Harry said. The feeling in Gryffin's stomach began to slowly fade away. "I'll go pay," She said sliding out of the booth after Scott. "Why don't you let me pay?" Scott said, being a gentleman. "No," Gryffin said firmly. "I'll pay." She walked to the counter, paid and walked briskly out the door, stopped and looked around. As the others came outside, the wind began to pick up. Aslin saw Gryffin clench reflexedly at a nonexsistant sword at her side. "Gryffin?" Aslin asked. Now ws not a good time for Gryffin's instincts to kick in! Gryffin's eyes were glazed over. "You guys go on ahead, I'll follow," she told them, ignoring the odd looks coming from the band members. "I'll walk with you," Scott offered. Gryffin glared at him. "Come on," Aslin said to Scott, he gave Gryffin a last look as he walked off. "I know you are there. Come out," she said, her voice gravelly. A short, fat, balding man came out of the shadows, one of his arms glinted silver. "Peter," said Gryffin, her tone coyingly sweet, which meant trouble. "It is not nice to see you again." "I was sent to retreive the boy," Peter said. "He stays with me," "He is not with you now," Peter pointed out. Gryffin said, "He is still safe from you and your master." "Not for long!" Peter hissed. "That is what you think!" Gryffin snarled, flinging a small knife past Peter's head and into a tree nearby. "You will not be so brave when you confront him!" Peter yelled. "Is that supposed to be a threat?" Gryffin laughed and walked away. She knew Peter as too cowardly to do anything to her. Once she was out of his sight, she broke into a run, heading bacxk to Hogwarts. *** When she got to the castle, it was pouring down rain, and she was drenched. "How did it go?" Aslin asked from the shadows, making Gryffin jump. "They are here, and all that matters is, they will act soon," Gryffin replied and turned to face her friend. "Where's your boyfriend and his friends?" Aslin laughed. "Probably turned into yellow canaries by now." She handed a big fluffy towel to Gryffin, who accepted it gratefully. "Dumbledore and McGonagall decided that they would be staying in Gryffindor. Jace and Scott are sharing Herry and Ron's dormitory." "You're telling me this why?" Gryffin asked as they ascended a staircase, which began to move as they were on it. "I hate when they do this," Aslin sighed. Gryffin waved to a portrait as they passed. "At least we know where all of the secret passages are, and where they lead to," she said as the staircases quit moving. "True, turn," Aslin said in reminder. Soon the girls were heading towards the Gryffindor common room. "Sphinx Riddles," Aslin said to the Fat Lady's portrait. "How are you today, Gryffin? My! Are you soaked! I'd ask Madam Pomfrey for a potion so you don't get sick!" she excaimed. "I'll be alright, Henrietta," Gryffin replied as Henrietta swung open the door. "Sleep tight!" she called after the two girls. *** When Gryffin and Aslin came into the Common room, there was a party in full swing. Fred and George were telling David and Jon all about the Quidditch game. Lee was passing around a plate of yellow tarts, and there were feathers all over the place. "Think we should clean up later, or make them?" Aslin asked, not seeing Jace coming up from behind her. "Gotcha!" He said, grabbing her. Gryffin laughed and headed up to her room. "Leaving already?" Scott said from a chair near the stairs. Gryffin sighed inwardly. "I have to do something, like change my clothes before I get ill." "Well, then, carry on," Scott said, a twinkle in his eyes. Gryffin ran up the stairs and shut her door, glad that she had the only single room in Gryffindor tower. She sank onto her bed, and closed her eyes. I should tell Dumbledore about Peter, Gryffin thought. She got up and went to her fire, she whispered a word and suddenly Dumbledore's head appeared in the fire. "Yes, Gryffin?" He asked. "I saw Peter today, he and Voldemort are planning something... I don't know what though," Gryffin told him. Dumbledore's eyes grew hard, "We'll have to find out. You can't ask him can you?" "No," Gryffin sighed. "He never would tell me his plans." "The most we can do is wait, and protect Harry, and yourself," Dumbledore said. "I thought as much, but I don't like waiting, I've never been patient, and...and I find myself wishing for a fight," "You must cure that, get your mind onto something else, you could try studying harder," Dumbledore said, the twinkle back in his eyes. "Yeah, and maybe I'll turn into Hermione and find a cure foe something!" Gryffin shot back. Dumbledore laughed and disappeared from the fire. "I hate it when he does that!" Gryffin pulled off her wet clothes and changed into dry ones, and headed back downstairs. Scott was singing a song, and Gryffin paused, listening, it was a very beautiful song, one Gryffin's mother used to sing to her. "...Come step into the light, you'll be alright. I'm right by your side, You have nothing to fear..." "Gryffin?" "Huh?" Gryffin opened her eyes, Aslin was next to her, and Gryffin had tears falling from her eyes. "Are you okay?" Aslin asked. "I'm fine, it's just that song brought back memories. My-my mother used to sing it to me when I was frightened," Gryffin explained in a quiet voice as Scott continued to sing. "Oh," Aslin's eyes scanned the room. "I'm going to hurt Parvati if she gets any closer to Jace." Gryffin laughed. "I thought that was my line!" "It is. I'm just borrowing it," Aslin said laughing also. "He sings really well," Gryffin commented watching Scott. "Did I just hear you correctly? Did you just compliment him?" Aslin exclaimed. "Yes, I complimented him, but don't tell him!" Gryffin said, grabbing a tart off of the nearby table. She sniffed it cautiously, deciding it was safe, she popped it into her mouth and took a seat near Scott, who was almost done with the song. "...Into the fire, forbidden desire, You will be safe from harm, if you believe, if you believe..." He sang the end and the Gryffindor's broke into applause. "Aslin," Gryffin said, smiling slyly. "Go get my flute and your harp." Aslin dashed off to get the requested items, and when she got back, she took the seat Scott had just vacated. Gryffin took her flute and began to play a soft song, that sounded like flowing water, Aslin joined in, their instruments blending perfectly together. The music sounded so well, it was more than music, it was magic. When they finished playing, Lucus, from Mystery 'n' Magick, asked them to join the band. The girls laughed but gracefully declined. "Don't you think you should clean all this up before McGonagall...." Gryffin trailed off, she was staring at the doorway. "Never mind, she's already here." "I could hear the noise all the way in my office. I suggest you clean up and get some sleep, otherwise, you won't be able to enjoy Hogsmeade tomorrow," McGonagall said sternly. Gryffin slipped up into her her room while McGonagall was talking. She didn't make the mess, so she wouldn't have to clean it up! She sighed and laid down on her bed and closed her eyes, again. She could hear everyone cleaning up and could hear doos closing. Soon, there was no light seeping in from under her door, and Gryffin slept. *** Harry lay in bed pondering the days events. First, Gryffin gets them permission to leave Hogwarts grounds, they helped work on the faire-Harry had been set to helping prepare the stage,- then they meet the band Mystery 'n' Magick, who came to Hogwarts with them when they left Hogsmeade. Then there was Gryffin, why was she so mysterious? She had stayed behind in Hogsmeade when they went back to Hogwarts. Why? Harry shook his head, his thoughts were too jumbled and confusing, yet they all revolved around Gryffin. He shut his mind and tried to sleep, gratefully he let it claim him. *** It was very dark, and she felt very small. Gryffin cried out. The monster was after her! A candle came near, it was her mother telling it was just a dream, no need to worry.... The scene changed, Gryffin was running through the woods, a sword in one hand and a bow and quiver full of arrows slung over her back. She heard the snap of a twig breaking from up ahead, she ducked as an arrow came flying towards her. She fired off her own arrow and was pleased to hear a satisfying thunk and the groan of a man... *** When Gryffin awoke the next morning, she was buried under her covers and covered in sweat. Why did I dream that? She thought. She closed her eyes against the memory of her mother, that one was shoved to the back her mind, like other ones. Gryffin got up and changed into regular clothes, as there were no classes today, and she'd be at Hogsmeade. She went down into the common room, and saw that there was no one there. It must be later or earlier than I thought, she mused. She heard a noise behind her and turned, Scott was sitting in a chair writing. Gryffin sat in the chair next to him and asked, "What are you writing?" When he jumped at the sound of her voice, Gryffin smiled. "I'm writing a song for the band," he told her. "Oh," Gryffin replied. They sat there in silence. Soon the other Gryffindor's came down from their rooms, Aslin was still in her pajama's. "What are you doing?" Aslin asked Scott through a tremendous yawn. "Writing a song for the band," He answered. Gryffin smiled again, "You sound like a parrot who only knows one thing." Scott smiled. "You're right, I do!" "Huh?" Aslin said. "Go back to bed!" Gryffin said laughing just as Jace came down the stairs. "Bed? Nah!" Aslin said going to hug him. Harry came downstairs, followed by Ron. "When are we going to Hogsmeade?" Harry asked. "As soon as everyone is ready," Gryffin informed him. "I'm ready," Hermione said coming down the stairs from the girls dormitory, she was dressed and looked like she had been up for hours. "What do you do? Sleep dressed?!" Aslin exclaimed. "No," Parvati said from behind Hermione. "She gets up and does her schoolwork." "That would explain it," Aslin replied. Everyone got ready and headed downstairs and out the doors to Hogsmeade. Only five of the students knew what Hogsmeade looked like now. "Oh, bloody awesome!" Seamus exclaimed upon entering the town. There were rides set up, and vendors setting up their stalls. There was a huge Ferris Wheel, or something very close to one, being held up by two ropes, and nothing else. There were lights, and music and all different sights to see. "It is isn't it?" Hermione said. Harry pointed to the stage, "I helped set that up." "When?" An indignant voice scoffed. "Yesterday, while you all were down in the dungeons," Gryffin retorted, turning to face the scoffer. "How did you get in here?" Draco asked, staring into Gryffin's eyes. "I asked Dumbledore, and he gave us a pass. Don't believe me? Ask him or McGonagall, she's right over there," Gryffin said pointing out the teacher. "Yeah, whatever," Draco said walking off, looking one last time at Gryffin over his shoulder. "He gives me the creeps!" Parvati exclaimed. "I know, he is like, so, so....." Lavender trailed off, staring at the five boys walking ahead of them. She still couldn't believe she met Mystery 'n' Magick in person! "Jace! Wait up!" Aslin called out, running to catch up with her boyfriend. The other students headed into the many shops the town held or over to view the rides and vendor stalls, only Gryffin separated from any group, she headed into the Three Broomsticks, to sit in a dark corner so she could watch and listen. She watched as different wizards and witches came and went, she saw hags and goblins and a short, rotund man come in. For an adult he was pretty short, and balding. He still wore his cape and glared at all the taverns occupants. Gryffin found him to be very interesting. He went to the bar and ordered a mug of brandy. He sat at the bar and stared into his drink, glancing now and then into Gryffin's corner. She walked over to him and sat on the stool next to him. "Peter, what are you doing here?" She asked him. "You know what I'm here for," He replied into his mug. "I will not allow it. For one, you can't even show your face without the Ministry of Magic coming after, you are supposed to be dead, remember? Or when he came back, did you miraculously gain courage?" Gryffin said. Peter's face grew dark, he knew that he was a coward, but he couldn't face having some snippet of a girl tell him that. "I do what my master tells me too, we all do. Your father most of all," Peter said, hoping to bribe her into a fight. "My father is dead, body, mind and soul, there is no possible way for him to come back. Ever," Gryffin said. "And how would you know that?" Before Gryffin could reply to the question, Harry, Ron and Hermione entered. "That wind is cold!" Hermione stated as they went to find a seat, Madam Rosmerta was over in a matter of seconds. "What can I get you?" She asked. "Three butterbeers," Ron replied. "Coming right up!" she chirped. "We'll talk later, and for the last time," Gryffin said sliding from the stool and walking over to her friends. "Where's Aslin?" She asked immediately. "With her boyfriend. You had someone looking for you," Hermione told her. "Who?" Gryffin asked curiously, and a little hopeful. "Draco, he said he really needed to talk to you," Harry said, looking at Gryffin. "I'll bet he does," Gryffin muttered. She wanted to see what Draco had to say, but with Peter around, she was loathe to leave Harry alone, and practically defenseless. Madam Rosmerta came back with the three butterbeers. "Will you be wanting anything?" She asked Gryffin. Who answered, "No thank you, I'm fine." "Who was that man you were talking to at the bar?" Hermione asked suspiciously. "Just....someone..." Gryffin said evasively. Before Hermione could ask more, Aslin, Jace and Scott came in. "Hey Gryffin, Draco was looking for you," Aslin said, staring into Gryffin's eyes, hoping to read something in there. "So I've heard." Gryffin said wearily. Why was she always the one people were looking for? Gryffin made her way out of the Three Broomsticks and headed into the forest, she could think there. *** "Is Gryffin always disappearing?" Scott asked Aslin as they lounged in the Common Room. Aslin could hardly hear him over the chatter of everyone else, just as the were leaving Hogsmeade, the mayor announced that the Faire would officially be open in a week. "Actually, yes, she does," Aslin said grimly. "She disappeared once before for two months and came back with a black panther cub that she named Patience." Scott and Jace whistled. "Does she still have it?" Scott asked. "The panther? Of course, though it's at her house now," Aslin replied. Scott looked out the window. Was that a light in the forest? "She's a strange one." "You're telling me," Ron said eavesdropping. Aslin and the boys laughed. "It's really no use staying up and waiting for her, we might as well go to bed," Aslin said after a while. Scott looked at her like she was crazy. "What? What if she comes back? Are you sure she'll be okay?" He asked. "Trust me, I know Gryffin, she'll be fine. Now go to bed!" Aslin said in her best Professor McGonagall voice. Scott, Jace and Ron laughed and the four of them went to bed. ***