Time for me to stop leaving you hanging…lol

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"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"Today I'm not here to see you.  Well, I am, but I'm also not."

"So you have been using me?"

"No, Let me explain."

Harry just looked at her.

"I… I'm here on business," She looked out the window.  "I'm a professor." She didn't sound to proud.

"What kind of professor?" Harry said harshly

"Rehabilitation."

"What!" his jaw dropped. 

"Let me show you what I mean," She got up and held out her hand.

Harry suspiciously looked at her hand but took it.  Harry still held a cold attitude towards her.  He wanted nothing to do with her after this.  He felt betrayed and didn't want to end up doing anything stupid with her around.  Her hand felt soft and cool against his.  He let his hand slip down when they left the common room.  He didn't want those feelings to return.  Loving again wasn't an option right now.

Lisa led Harry to the big doors that lead out to the grounds.  She opened the door ajar. 

"See those plants out there?" Lisa pointed.

"Yeah. That's weed." Harry stated dryly.

"Precisely.  Do you remember Lockhart?"

"How couldn't I?"

"Well he had this plant, marijuana, and left it behind.  The other professors decided to plant it since it looked pretty.  With Magic already in the ground it started to spread over the summer.  The teachers don't know what it is." She closed the door.

"But you do?"

"Yes." She walked down the hall and Harry followed.  "I was living in the muggle world undercover and learning about new drugs the kids are using.  I met you.  At the same time I heard about what was happening at Hogwarts.  I did my research and found out you went there."

"I was thinking about using you the first day I met you, but I really liked you after awhile." She looked down and stopped.  "I got you hooked so you might figure out what was happening here.  Which you kind of did.  I'm not even sure how much it's mutated out there.  I was hoping you could help me with everything."  She looked away.

Harry looked at her and said, "But you smoke up too."

"I don't inhale.  Easiest was to get people addicted.  I'm just plain good at acting stoned.  It's better when the people smoking with you are high also." She smiled.

"So you got me hooked on something just for your research?"

"Yes," She was ashamed.

"I can't believe this," Harry muttered.

"Harry I'm sorry."

"No, I can't do this." Harry walked off.

"Harry," Lisa said after him.  But he just kept walking on.