Hello, hello, hello! Okay, I've been thinking about this story a lot and I've only got about three or four chapters left. I know, how sad, but y'all want to know what happens. Don't worry, the sequel will be coming when this is done. I'd like to thank everyone whose been reviewing (i.e. silentC and JB). And the italics (italics) after the three stars (***) is Snapes thoughts. For a heads up.

Hermione did draft that contract, which we all signed a week later. Harry never went anywhere alone. I got Seamus, Dean, Lavender, and Ginny to join in the cause. Also a young Hufflepuff girl named Susan Bones, whose parents were also killed by Voldemort. I think she appreciated the thought.

Before long, snow covered the grounds at Hogwarts. Hagrid dragged in the, as I'm told, usual twelve pine trees. Students left for break. Soon, only we were left, the original five who drafted the contract. I amuse myself, thinking that this contract will go down in history, as how the Dark Lord Voldemort finally was destroyed.

Christmas came fast and furious, bring a blizzard with it. The white innocence swirled around the menacingly dark castle. I found a small pile of packages around the foot of my bed. Presents, from Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Severus, and Brown. A new pair of pointe shoes for ballet from Harry, a large package of mixed candies from Ron, a book on the history of Dark magic from Hermione. The other three where a bit more personal. From Jordan, my adapted father as well as my boss, a collage picture frame with pictures from my childhood, with Brown and with my real parents. A note read, I still want you out of here. This is a reminder of what you have to live for and what you have to fight for. Typical for Jordan, never coming out and telling me what to do.

From Severus, a golden locket with a picture of both of us. An engraving said, To J.D. from S.S, with love. It was typical of Severus. Knowing him, he wanted to be there for me every step of the way, no matter where I was. I placed it around my neck, moving to the last parcel.

The package from Draco was wrapped in brown paper, with a small note attached. I picked it up to read it. Dearest Jen, I bought this for you myself, the beginning of my independence. It's just a start of many gifts to come, but I figured it'd be useful eventually, though I hope it won't be. -Blondy. I opened the package. A small black velvet box was inside. I gently lifted the lid. A silver band faced me, dazzling me with it's light beauty. It was a medical bracelet, my name and condition on the front of the plate, with Draco's name as my contact person on the back. It was thoughtful and useful, I loved it immediately.

Quietly, I walked down to the common room. It seemed like no one else was up yet. So I continued down to the Great Hall, hoping to find some breakfast. Instead, I found Severus, hanging around the door to the tower. He smiled when he saw me, "I've been waiting for you." He grabbed my arm and nearly ran down the halls, finally stopping at an empty classroom, not like they were hard to find.

Throwing me in, he closed the door after him. Turning back to me and walked back toward me. "Jeeze Severus," I started, clutching my injured arm, "did you have to be so damn rough?"

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I sent her the locket to remind her of the good times and the people that loved her. She was risking her life for Harry and his friends, even though many would be disappointed by her death. Me, just for one.

I waited outside for her, wanting to just talk. That was all we ever did; just talked. I loved her, I wanted her, but she was nearly ten years younger than I and she didn't need a lover, she needed a father. She came out of the Gryffindor tower, a look of shock as she saw me.

"I've been waiting for you," I whispered through my smile. I grabbed her right wrist and ran with her, down the hall, down some stairs, towards an empty classroom where the Mirror of Esired had been kept in Harry's first year. I tossed her in, following and closing the door, turning slowly.

"Jeeze Severus, did you have to be so damn rough?" she yelled, clutching her own wrist. It had hurt, more than I thought it would. Some metal dug into my skin too, drawing a thin line of blood.

Moving toward her, my uninjured hand out stretched, I grabbed her right wrist away from her left hand. Dreading what was on her arm, I pushed up her sleeve. It was a medical bracelet, to alert Medi-Wizards to her uncommon condition. I smiled, until it flopped to the other side. The emergency contact was Draco Malfoy.

My smile was gone. I should be the second contact. It was me who was there when she had cancer. I saved her; because of me, she's lived this long. But what really got me was how young he was, how much older she seemed. The only reason why I had waited was shoot down.

"Get away from here, Jen," I commanded calmly. She recoiled her arm and looked surprised but she left quickly.

I sat on the floor, head in my hands. She was obviously with Draco, that was for sure. And I was seeing Hermione, in my spare time. What do I do about all this? It was illegal for her to be seeing Draco. Do I tell someone? No, for now I'd be quiet, wait to see what happens.

She might be dead soon, anyway.