Mandee's eyelids slowly rose, looking around. She was in the hospital wing. lying on a bed, with a ton of Gryffindors surrounding her.

"W-what's going on?" Mandee asked, trying to move, but she couldn't. "Why can't I move anything?"

"We thought you were going to die," Ron gasped. "You were this close to getting a dementor's kiss!"

"But.." Mandee stuttered. "I didn't, right? I mean, I didn't feel anything. I saw a light, but I was so tired I collapsed."

"Yeah, lucky for you," A random Gryffindor said. "Harry signaled his patronus."

"Oh," Mandee said, dumbstruck. Her thoughts about what happened before the dementor's came, the thing Harry had to tell her. Suddenly, she burst out, "Is Harry okay? Did he die? What happened? Where is he? Where's Nina? Is everyone okay? How did I get back here?"

"Harry's fine," Hermione said. "He's just resting. He carried you all the way back here after you fainted."

"Oh," She said, blushing. "Um. when will I be able to move and be out of here?"

"Madame Pomfrey said another hour," Fred replied. "So, my advice to you is rest up."

Mandee nodded, and closed her eyes again, hearing Madame Pomfrey shooing all the Gryffindors out of the room. So Harry had saved her life? She would have done the same for him, too, or anyone for that matter. She just wanted to sort things out with Harry and see what's going on between them.

The hour went by quickly, because she only rested on and off, thinking about things the whole time. Soon she could feel life in her arms and legs again, and once she could fully move she sat up in bed.

"Madame Pomfrey," Mandee called. "I'm all better, I'll be leaving now!"

"Oh, no you don't," Madame Pomfrey puffed, strutting out of a linen closet with towels in her hand, and walking over to Mandee. "Not without a proper check-up!"

As soon as her check-up was over, and she was able to leave, she went in search for Harry. He wasn't in the common room, or the Great Hall, the library, or wandering around the corridors. where was he? He obviously wasn't back at the "secret place", considering they almost died there. She walked outside, and when she didn't find him at the lake, she wandered over to the Hogwarts Garden.

He was lying on a bench, using a hat as a pillow and staring up at the sky, which was now darkening. Mandee quietly walked over and looked down onto his face.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked.

"Mandee!" Harry said, startled. "I was sure you were dead! Are you okay? I thought I'd killed you. Here, sit down." He sat up, clearing room for her to sit.

"No, you saved me," She said, smiling and sitting down. "How do you get back up into the room?"

"It's a spell I needed to know in order to get back every time," Harry began. "It makes a temporary staircase so you can use it to get up."

"Oh," Mandee laughed. "So um, I came to ask you a question."

"Yeah?" Harry asked.

"Well, um," She began. "I don't know what's going on between us. We're just friends, right?"

"Yeah," Harry said blankly.

"So, that's it?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

Harry stared at her seriously. "I- well.. Yeah, we're just friends."

Mandee's brain was giving her a headache. Was this the wrong decision? I mean, she didn't love Harry, or anything...

"Okay," She said, nodding. "Well, you still up for seeing who's writing me those letters?"

Harry grinned. "No problem. Have you written the letter yet?"

"No," Mandee said. "But I can write it right now. Let me just go get some paper and a quill."

When she got back, they both started on the letter.

"Dear Secret Admirer?" Mandee asked. "No, Dear Unknown. I don't really know who you are, and I can't judge if I like you or not when I don't know who you are, or even if I know you well."

"Ask him if he wants to meet, just incase," Harry said.

"Would you like to meet me in person?" Mandee wrote. "I'm up for new friends, and perhaps a relationship may spring up." She paused. "Does that sound cheesy?"

"No, it's fine. Now finish it off and we'll go leave it behind the gargoyle."

"So, what do you say?" Mandee wrote. "Reply back to me."

"Great," Harry said, taking the letter and folding it. "C'mon, let's go."

They both walked inside and left the letter behind the gargoyle, slipping off to go to the Great Hall to wait 'till tonight. As soon as dinner was over, they all headed back to the common room. Harry and Ron got the cloak and left to hide out near the gargoyle to see who it was.

"So," Nina squealed, sitting on the couch with Hermione and Mandee. "Does Harry like Mandee?"

Hermione looked at them both staring at her. "No." She said blankly. "He would tell me. Besides, I'm not sure he has a crush on anyone."

"Ugh!" Nina exclaimed. "But they are so cute together!"

"Nina, will you shut up?" Mandee snapped. "I have fifty loads of potions homework to do."

"Well, gee," Nina said. "Oh, I mean.. Yes, your highness!"

"Sorry," Mandee whispered.

"Well, I'm going to bed," Hermione said yawning. "I'll see you girls in the morning."

As soon as she left, Nina turned to Mandee and stared hard at her. "Are you trying to hide it, or are you just blind?"

"What?" Mandee asked.

"You're so totally in love with Harry," Nina spouted. "And you know it for a fact. Well, while you think of one of your 'I don't like Harry and he doesn't like me!' comebacks, I'm off to bed. See you."

Nina disappeared into the girls' dormitory, leaving Mandee alone and staring at the fire. Was she really in love with Harry? Every time she saw him she felt a tickling sensation in her stomach. And he'd saved her from the dementors, which might mean he liked her back. Finally she gave up thinking of ways to prevent what she knew was real. she loved Harry.