"Let me tell you about the safest form of sex: It's when you get super
drunk and you have sex with ten different people totally unprotected and do
intravenous drugs at the same time."-Mark
"No that's not true, you have to carry a weapon."-Tom
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Taking Care of Business
Later that day at lunch Harry, Hermione, and Ron were all sitting together and talking happily about something that Ron commented on.
"No, I'm serious. If a muggle ever got a hold of a wizard's wand, what do you think he'd do?" Ron asked. Hermione shook her head then smiled.
"If it was Dudley then he'd probably put it down somewhere, sit on it, and get it stuck up his ass and leave it there." Harry said bluntly. Just then he saw Sabrina enter the Great Hall with Malfoy. The two were talking and laughing. Malfoy headed over to his table and Sabrina ran over to the table smiling estaticly.
"You guys, you guys! Guess what?"
"What?" Hermione asked.
"I'm going to the dance with Draco." She said thinking everyone would congratulate her on it. Instead the three of them looked at her in shock.
"You're WHAT?" Asked Harry completely pissed. She sat down next to Ron.
"Listen I know you guys hate him but if you get to know him he's--"
"A gigantic prat." Ron said finishing her sentence.
"No, I was going to say a really nice guy. And please, I'm American, one day you're going to have to tell me what a prat is." She said looking at Ron.
"Jack-ass goody two shoes." Ron stated.
"Gotcha." She said turning back to everyone else.
"Sabrina, you saw how he was on the train. He's not a very nice person." Harry and Ron looked at her. "Alright he's a bloody bastard. Happy now?" The boys nodded. "He doesn't even refer to me by my first name or my surname. He just calls me a Mudblood."
"I know he shouldn't call you or anyone else that but still, he's so charming."
"Malfoy? Charming!" Harry yelled.
"He is! And his name isn't Malfoy, it's Draco."
"Well fuck Malfoy and fuck Draco because both of them are morons." Hermione said playing with her food. Everyone, including Sabrina, looked at her. No one had ever thought she'd let such filth escape her mouth. "What? I told you I hated him!"
"Sabrina, there are dozens of guys in this school who would love to bring you to the dance. Why Malfoy?" Asked Harry looking at her straight in the eye.
"Why do you care so much who I date?" She replied abrubtly.
"Because you still don't know everyone. This is only your third day!" Harry exclaimed. The tension was building between them.
"Well thanks for trying to protect me Harry but I don't need it! I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself. Now would you stop acting like a tremendous ass wipe and leave me alone?" Said Sabrina extremely irritated. Neither Harry nor Sabrina talked to each other for the rest of lunch. When Hermione and Sabrina jetted off to a study session, Harry was still furious at the thought of Sabrina and Malfoy together.
"Why is she doing this? I mean why Malfoy? He's a git." Said Harry as he and Ron left the Great Hall and went up to Gryffindor tower.
"We know that but Sabrina doesn't." Ron pointed out.
"Then what was that whole thing on the train? She called him gay for god's sake." Harry said throwing up his arms.
"Maybe she was flirting with him?"
"No, because she's flirted with me before and what went on in the train was not flirting." Said Harry. He was extremely assured of himself he let out a small chuckle but then a little voice in his head went off. Maybe she was flirting with him.
"There are different degrees of flirting you know." Ron said. Harry shot him a look. But then he remembered his little conversation that he had with Hermione earlier.
"Speaking of flirting, I found out who Hermione likes." Harry said smiling. Ron stopped in his tracks.
"Y-y-you what?" Said Ron stumbling over his words. "Well who then? Who, who, who?" He said shaking Harry's robes eagerly.
"You." Harry stated grinning. He looked at his friend. Ron was beaming.
"You're serious? M-m-me? She likes me? This is great! Now I can ask her to the dance! Yes! Harry this is the best new ever. How did you get her to tell you? I mean, she's not the type of girl that just talks about this stuff regularly." Harry shrugged. He hopped this wouldn't come up.
"I had to tell her who you liked." Said Harry looking at the floor. Ron looked at him furiously.
"You had to WHAT?" Ron was turning red with fury.
"Don't worry, I made it up. She still as no idea." Said Harry calmly as Ron turned back to his natural color.
"Good. Who did you say I liked?"
"Angelina Johnson. You know so it would never get back to her because she doesn't go here anymore."
"Really Angelina? She was always sort of a dyke, you know what I mean?"
"Yeah, Hermione was surprised when I said it. She still has no idea you like her."
"Good then she'll be even happier when I ask her." Said Ron as the two of them arrived at Gryffindor tower. They gave the password to the Fat Lady and headed through the potrait to the common room. In the corner of the room, Hermione and Sabrina were sitting at one of the round tables studying and quizzing each other. Harry nudged Ron in the side urging him to go over to her. Nervously, Ron walked to the corner of the room that Hermione was sitting in with Sabrina. Neither of them seemed to notice him. "Er, Hermione?" Both girl's heads snapped up in an instant.
"Oh hi Ron. What's up?"
"Um, I was I, er, wondering if you'd like to go with me to the dance next Friday. You know if you don't already have a date." Hermione looked at Sabrina and then at Ron smiling.
"Sure!" She said extremely excited.
"Really?"
"I'd love to go with you." Ron and Hermione were both beaming at each other. They were both just looking at each other until Sabrina chimed in.
"Ron? Hermione?" She said looking at the two of them. They quickly snapped out of it.
"So I'll meet you in the common room at 7:30?" He asked.
"Sounds good to me." Replied Hermione still beaming.
"Okay then, I'll see you then." Ron said walking over to Harry back by the entrance hole. Hermione turned back to Sabrina and started giggling girlishly.
"Oh my god, I can't believe it!"
"Why?" Sabrina asked. "Never been asked out before?"
"No, I've been asked out before. Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian seeker, in our fourth year, but still I never thought he'd want to, let alone have the guts to ask me face to face!"
"Aw, this is so cute! I can't wait for the dance! So all of us are going to have dates?"
"Looks like it. Harry doesn't have one yet but if everything goes well on his date with Cho then he'll probably be going with her. I can't believe you're not upset that he's already going on a date with another girl."
"I could care less." Sabrina said continuing her work.
"No, you like him. Feelings don't go away that quick. Even I know that."
"Mine do. Believe me."
"Whatever." Hermione said turning back to her schoolwork. She was so happy to have found a friend that she could talk to about boys and such and a friend that could keep up with her figurous study schedule. Just then, Harry and Ron strolled over to them.
"Hey Hermione, do you think that I can borrow your Defense Against the Dark Arts essay that's due tomorrow?" Ron asked returning to his normal self. "Just because I'm taking you to the dance doesn't mean that I'm actually going to start doing my homework on my own without your help."
"Unfortunately that seems to be true." Hermione said as Ron took a seat next to Hermione. Harry looked at Sabrina who was still indulged in her work.
"You can sit down," Said Sabrina still not looking up from her book, "as long as you don't start telling me how I shouldn't be seeing Draco because you two don't get along."
"Don't worry I'm not here to. I just want everything to be fine between us but I don't see how it could be if you go to the dance with Draco." Harry said honestly. He sat down next to Sabrina as she looked up at him.
"Harry, it's not like I'm going to marry him or anything. You're acting like just because he asked me to the dance and walked me to class I'm sleeping with him." She said coldly.
"He walked you to class?!" Shouted Harry.
"Let me remind you again, what Draco and I do is none of your business." Said Sabrina slowly. "Now let's just drop it because I don't feel like arguing with you twice in one day. It's really draining to have all of this negative energy between us."
"You sound like our old Divination professor." Stated Ron.
"Well good because you should listen to her once in a while. I believe in all of that stuff: karma, negative and positive energies, tarot cards."
"Oh please tarot cards?" Hermione asked rolling her eyes. "I've never learned anything from looking at a deck of cards."
"Oh really?" Said Sabrina pulling something out of the pocket of her robes. It was a very old beaten up deck of tarot cards with a very god like person on the front holding up what seemed to be a wand in one hand and an orb in the other. "Let's give it a go, Hermione. Just you, me, and the cards."
"You know how to read Tarot cards?" Harry asked still staring at the deck of cards.
"Yup. My best friend back in New York was wiccan and practiced all of this stuff. She taught be everything she knew." She said shuffling the cards with ease.
"The wiccan wizards were really fascinating. But they lived years and years ago in parts of Ireland." Hermione said.
"I know. Her ancestors came over from Ireland in the late 1800s, early 1900s. Her family was a big believer in stuff like tarot cards and sayonces." She said putting the deck of cards on the middle of the table. "Okay Hermione, tap the deck." She held out the cards and Hermione tapped it. "Past, present, love life, future, or future love life?" Asked Sabrina.
"This is such a joke. Past." Hermione said lazily. "Now we'll really figure out if she can get anything from these cards."
"Cut this deck into three smaller deck using your left hand." Commanded Sabrina. Just as Sabrina said, Hermione cut the deck into three different decks. Sabrina took the cards and shuffled them back together. She started taking out the cards starting on top. She put one in the middle of the table and started making a circle around the one card with the other cards from her deck. She finished by putting two cards on top of the original one she put down. "Oh, from what I can see you've been through many adventures."
"You already know that." Hermione said coldly. Sabrina gave her a look and continued looking at the cards.
"Before you came to Hogwarts, you didn't have any friends or companions so that's when you started focusing on your schoolwork. When you did come here, you had something you never had before, besides powers, friends. I see you and your friends with a three-headed dog, a potion brewing in the middle of an abandoned bathroom, you three standing in a ruined shack with three older men, one of them being overweight, an encounter with merpeople, and a somewhat recent encounter with a bunch of hodded figures in some sort of place you weren't supposed to ever go in." Ron and Harry looked at each other in amazement.
"That.was.bloody.brillant." Ron said still in awe. "How did you that?" Hermione started laughing and turned to him.
"First of all she'd have to have a very good memory to remember what Harry had told her." Hermione said still laughing just as happily as ever. Harry and Sabrina looked at each other then at Hermione.
"Um, Hermione? I never told her about any of that stuff." Said Harry. Hermione stopped laughing. Sabrina smiled and looked at Harry adoringly as he continued speaking. "All I told her about was my parent's death and how I survived."
"And something about their friend betraying them." Corrected Sabrina. She looked at Hermione and crossed her arms. "I could've gotten deeper into the more personal stuff but I didn't think you'd want me to talk about it in front of these guys."
"You mean you could see.everything?" Hermione said sounding almost frightened. Sabrina nodded her head. "Well I guess I owe you an apology then."
"It's no problem. Now if you don't mind me asking so, but what was all of that crazy shit? I mean you've all only known each other for six years! Most people don't encounter freaky shit like that in their whole life."
"Well now Sabrina, if you continue hanging out with us, I can almost guarantee you that you'll be encountering very 'freaky shit.'" Harry said using air quotes. Sabrina slapped his arm playfully.
"Well sorry if you British wizards have a more sophisticated vocabulary than me but I got something none of you will ever have."
"Oh and what's that?" Harry asked playfully and in disbelief.
"Street smarts. You wouldn't last a day in wizard New York or muggle New York for that matter." She said smiling.
"Um, Sabrina, do you mind if I ask you something?" Hermione questioned nervously. Sabrina turned to her and smiled calmly.
"Nope. Shoot."
"When we introduced you to Hagrid a couple of days ago, he mentioned something about. killings. You told us that you'd tell us later and I've been trying to figure it out on my own and I haven't been able to come up with anything. Do you mind telling us or do you want to wait?" Said Hermione wearily. Sabrina nodded. She took a big breath and began.
"Okay, all over the East coast there were these bands of people out killing every decent wizard they could get their hands on. There was no real official leader to this group but there were these two wizards, a married couple, Katherine and Miles. They were all kinda like those Death Eater people Harry told me but more like a mafia. In fact that's what they called themselves, the Wizarding Mafia. But anyway, when they'd kill anyone. They didn't care who it was; adults, government officials, students, no one! And they didn't just come up to you and kill you. No, they made you suffer. They'd destroy everything and everyone you enjoy and love. It was horrible."
"They sound like Voldemort but smarter." Harry noted.
"Yeah." Sabrina said. She was pale white, all of the color had been drained from her face.
"So what happened to them? Have they been stopped?" Ron asked.
"Just recently, right before I left to come here. Somebody very close to them ratted them out and when that person learned of their next plan."
"What was it?" Hermione asked.
"Let's just say it had something to do with something, or someone, very close to the person that squealed on them." Sabrina looked sick.
"Sabrina are you alright?" Asked Harry. She was looking at the floor.
"No, I'm going to go lay down."
"But dinner's in five minutes!" Ron exclaimed. Sabrina got up and started walking to the stone steps that led up to the girl's dormitories.
"I'm not hungry." She said not looking back and continued climbing the stairs. The remaining three looked at one another.
"What was that about?" Harry asked.
"You are so thick."
"Alright if you're so clever then, why don't you tell us what's bothering her?" Ron said looking Hermione straight in the eye. "Is it Harry?"
"No. And I don't think I'm at liberty to tell you right now. Excuse me." She said as she got up and joined Ginny Weasley who was on the other side of the room talking with some other Gryffindors.
"Women." Harry huffed. Ron smiled.
"Yeah, aren't they great?"
"No that's not true, you have to carry a weapon."-Tom
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Taking Care of Business
Later that day at lunch Harry, Hermione, and Ron were all sitting together and talking happily about something that Ron commented on.
"No, I'm serious. If a muggle ever got a hold of a wizard's wand, what do you think he'd do?" Ron asked. Hermione shook her head then smiled.
"If it was Dudley then he'd probably put it down somewhere, sit on it, and get it stuck up his ass and leave it there." Harry said bluntly. Just then he saw Sabrina enter the Great Hall with Malfoy. The two were talking and laughing. Malfoy headed over to his table and Sabrina ran over to the table smiling estaticly.
"You guys, you guys! Guess what?"
"What?" Hermione asked.
"I'm going to the dance with Draco." She said thinking everyone would congratulate her on it. Instead the three of them looked at her in shock.
"You're WHAT?" Asked Harry completely pissed. She sat down next to Ron.
"Listen I know you guys hate him but if you get to know him he's--"
"A gigantic prat." Ron said finishing her sentence.
"No, I was going to say a really nice guy. And please, I'm American, one day you're going to have to tell me what a prat is." She said looking at Ron.
"Jack-ass goody two shoes." Ron stated.
"Gotcha." She said turning back to everyone else.
"Sabrina, you saw how he was on the train. He's not a very nice person." Harry and Ron looked at her. "Alright he's a bloody bastard. Happy now?" The boys nodded. "He doesn't even refer to me by my first name or my surname. He just calls me a Mudblood."
"I know he shouldn't call you or anyone else that but still, he's so charming."
"Malfoy? Charming!" Harry yelled.
"He is! And his name isn't Malfoy, it's Draco."
"Well fuck Malfoy and fuck Draco because both of them are morons." Hermione said playing with her food. Everyone, including Sabrina, looked at her. No one had ever thought she'd let such filth escape her mouth. "What? I told you I hated him!"
"Sabrina, there are dozens of guys in this school who would love to bring you to the dance. Why Malfoy?" Asked Harry looking at her straight in the eye.
"Why do you care so much who I date?" She replied abrubtly.
"Because you still don't know everyone. This is only your third day!" Harry exclaimed. The tension was building between them.
"Well thanks for trying to protect me Harry but I don't need it! I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself. Now would you stop acting like a tremendous ass wipe and leave me alone?" Said Sabrina extremely irritated. Neither Harry nor Sabrina talked to each other for the rest of lunch. When Hermione and Sabrina jetted off to a study session, Harry was still furious at the thought of Sabrina and Malfoy together.
"Why is she doing this? I mean why Malfoy? He's a git." Said Harry as he and Ron left the Great Hall and went up to Gryffindor tower.
"We know that but Sabrina doesn't." Ron pointed out.
"Then what was that whole thing on the train? She called him gay for god's sake." Harry said throwing up his arms.
"Maybe she was flirting with him?"
"No, because she's flirted with me before and what went on in the train was not flirting." Said Harry. He was extremely assured of himself he let out a small chuckle but then a little voice in his head went off. Maybe she was flirting with him.
"There are different degrees of flirting you know." Ron said. Harry shot him a look. But then he remembered his little conversation that he had with Hermione earlier.
"Speaking of flirting, I found out who Hermione likes." Harry said smiling. Ron stopped in his tracks.
"Y-y-you what?" Said Ron stumbling over his words. "Well who then? Who, who, who?" He said shaking Harry's robes eagerly.
"You." Harry stated grinning. He looked at his friend. Ron was beaming.
"You're serious? M-m-me? She likes me? This is great! Now I can ask her to the dance! Yes! Harry this is the best new ever. How did you get her to tell you? I mean, she's not the type of girl that just talks about this stuff regularly." Harry shrugged. He hopped this wouldn't come up.
"I had to tell her who you liked." Said Harry looking at the floor. Ron looked at him furiously.
"You had to WHAT?" Ron was turning red with fury.
"Don't worry, I made it up. She still as no idea." Said Harry calmly as Ron turned back to his natural color.
"Good. Who did you say I liked?"
"Angelina Johnson. You know so it would never get back to her because she doesn't go here anymore."
"Really Angelina? She was always sort of a dyke, you know what I mean?"
"Yeah, Hermione was surprised when I said it. She still has no idea you like her."
"Good then she'll be even happier when I ask her." Said Ron as the two of them arrived at Gryffindor tower. They gave the password to the Fat Lady and headed through the potrait to the common room. In the corner of the room, Hermione and Sabrina were sitting at one of the round tables studying and quizzing each other. Harry nudged Ron in the side urging him to go over to her. Nervously, Ron walked to the corner of the room that Hermione was sitting in with Sabrina. Neither of them seemed to notice him. "Er, Hermione?" Both girl's heads snapped up in an instant.
"Oh hi Ron. What's up?"
"Um, I was I, er, wondering if you'd like to go with me to the dance next Friday. You know if you don't already have a date." Hermione looked at Sabrina and then at Ron smiling.
"Sure!" She said extremely excited.
"Really?"
"I'd love to go with you." Ron and Hermione were both beaming at each other. They were both just looking at each other until Sabrina chimed in.
"Ron? Hermione?" She said looking at the two of them. They quickly snapped out of it.
"So I'll meet you in the common room at 7:30?" He asked.
"Sounds good to me." Replied Hermione still beaming.
"Okay then, I'll see you then." Ron said walking over to Harry back by the entrance hole. Hermione turned back to Sabrina and started giggling girlishly.
"Oh my god, I can't believe it!"
"Why?" Sabrina asked. "Never been asked out before?"
"No, I've been asked out before. Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian seeker, in our fourth year, but still I never thought he'd want to, let alone have the guts to ask me face to face!"
"Aw, this is so cute! I can't wait for the dance! So all of us are going to have dates?"
"Looks like it. Harry doesn't have one yet but if everything goes well on his date with Cho then he'll probably be going with her. I can't believe you're not upset that he's already going on a date with another girl."
"I could care less." Sabrina said continuing her work.
"No, you like him. Feelings don't go away that quick. Even I know that."
"Mine do. Believe me."
"Whatever." Hermione said turning back to her schoolwork. She was so happy to have found a friend that she could talk to about boys and such and a friend that could keep up with her figurous study schedule. Just then, Harry and Ron strolled over to them.
"Hey Hermione, do you think that I can borrow your Defense Against the Dark Arts essay that's due tomorrow?" Ron asked returning to his normal self. "Just because I'm taking you to the dance doesn't mean that I'm actually going to start doing my homework on my own without your help."
"Unfortunately that seems to be true." Hermione said as Ron took a seat next to Hermione. Harry looked at Sabrina who was still indulged in her work.
"You can sit down," Said Sabrina still not looking up from her book, "as long as you don't start telling me how I shouldn't be seeing Draco because you two don't get along."
"Don't worry I'm not here to. I just want everything to be fine between us but I don't see how it could be if you go to the dance with Draco." Harry said honestly. He sat down next to Sabrina as she looked up at him.
"Harry, it's not like I'm going to marry him or anything. You're acting like just because he asked me to the dance and walked me to class I'm sleeping with him." She said coldly.
"He walked you to class?!" Shouted Harry.
"Let me remind you again, what Draco and I do is none of your business." Said Sabrina slowly. "Now let's just drop it because I don't feel like arguing with you twice in one day. It's really draining to have all of this negative energy between us."
"You sound like our old Divination professor." Stated Ron.
"Well good because you should listen to her once in a while. I believe in all of that stuff: karma, negative and positive energies, tarot cards."
"Oh please tarot cards?" Hermione asked rolling her eyes. "I've never learned anything from looking at a deck of cards."
"Oh really?" Said Sabrina pulling something out of the pocket of her robes. It was a very old beaten up deck of tarot cards with a very god like person on the front holding up what seemed to be a wand in one hand and an orb in the other. "Let's give it a go, Hermione. Just you, me, and the cards."
"You know how to read Tarot cards?" Harry asked still staring at the deck of cards.
"Yup. My best friend back in New York was wiccan and practiced all of this stuff. She taught be everything she knew." She said shuffling the cards with ease.
"The wiccan wizards were really fascinating. But they lived years and years ago in parts of Ireland." Hermione said.
"I know. Her ancestors came over from Ireland in the late 1800s, early 1900s. Her family was a big believer in stuff like tarot cards and sayonces." She said putting the deck of cards on the middle of the table. "Okay Hermione, tap the deck." She held out the cards and Hermione tapped it. "Past, present, love life, future, or future love life?" Asked Sabrina.
"This is such a joke. Past." Hermione said lazily. "Now we'll really figure out if she can get anything from these cards."
"Cut this deck into three smaller deck using your left hand." Commanded Sabrina. Just as Sabrina said, Hermione cut the deck into three different decks. Sabrina took the cards and shuffled them back together. She started taking out the cards starting on top. She put one in the middle of the table and started making a circle around the one card with the other cards from her deck. She finished by putting two cards on top of the original one she put down. "Oh, from what I can see you've been through many adventures."
"You already know that." Hermione said coldly. Sabrina gave her a look and continued looking at the cards.
"Before you came to Hogwarts, you didn't have any friends or companions so that's when you started focusing on your schoolwork. When you did come here, you had something you never had before, besides powers, friends. I see you and your friends with a three-headed dog, a potion brewing in the middle of an abandoned bathroom, you three standing in a ruined shack with three older men, one of them being overweight, an encounter with merpeople, and a somewhat recent encounter with a bunch of hodded figures in some sort of place you weren't supposed to ever go in." Ron and Harry looked at each other in amazement.
"That.was.bloody.brillant." Ron said still in awe. "How did you that?" Hermione started laughing and turned to him.
"First of all she'd have to have a very good memory to remember what Harry had told her." Hermione said still laughing just as happily as ever. Harry and Sabrina looked at each other then at Hermione.
"Um, Hermione? I never told her about any of that stuff." Said Harry. Hermione stopped laughing. Sabrina smiled and looked at Harry adoringly as he continued speaking. "All I told her about was my parent's death and how I survived."
"And something about their friend betraying them." Corrected Sabrina. She looked at Hermione and crossed her arms. "I could've gotten deeper into the more personal stuff but I didn't think you'd want me to talk about it in front of these guys."
"You mean you could see.everything?" Hermione said sounding almost frightened. Sabrina nodded her head. "Well I guess I owe you an apology then."
"It's no problem. Now if you don't mind me asking so, but what was all of that crazy shit? I mean you've all only known each other for six years! Most people don't encounter freaky shit like that in their whole life."
"Well now Sabrina, if you continue hanging out with us, I can almost guarantee you that you'll be encountering very 'freaky shit.'" Harry said using air quotes. Sabrina slapped his arm playfully.
"Well sorry if you British wizards have a more sophisticated vocabulary than me but I got something none of you will ever have."
"Oh and what's that?" Harry asked playfully and in disbelief.
"Street smarts. You wouldn't last a day in wizard New York or muggle New York for that matter." She said smiling.
"Um, Sabrina, do you mind if I ask you something?" Hermione questioned nervously. Sabrina turned to her and smiled calmly.
"Nope. Shoot."
"When we introduced you to Hagrid a couple of days ago, he mentioned something about. killings. You told us that you'd tell us later and I've been trying to figure it out on my own and I haven't been able to come up with anything. Do you mind telling us or do you want to wait?" Said Hermione wearily. Sabrina nodded. She took a big breath and began.
"Okay, all over the East coast there were these bands of people out killing every decent wizard they could get their hands on. There was no real official leader to this group but there were these two wizards, a married couple, Katherine and Miles. They were all kinda like those Death Eater people Harry told me but more like a mafia. In fact that's what they called themselves, the Wizarding Mafia. But anyway, when they'd kill anyone. They didn't care who it was; adults, government officials, students, no one! And they didn't just come up to you and kill you. No, they made you suffer. They'd destroy everything and everyone you enjoy and love. It was horrible."
"They sound like Voldemort but smarter." Harry noted.
"Yeah." Sabrina said. She was pale white, all of the color had been drained from her face.
"So what happened to them? Have they been stopped?" Ron asked.
"Just recently, right before I left to come here. Somebody very close to them ratted them out and when that person learned of their next plan."
"What was it?" Hermione asked.
"Let's just say it had something to do with something, or someone, very close to the person that squealed on them." Sabrina looked sick.
"Sabrina are you alright?" Asked Harry. She was looking at the floor.
"No, I'm going to go lay down."
"But dinner's in five minutes!" Ron exclaimed. Sabrina got up and started walking to the stone steps that led up to the girl's dormitories.
"I'm not hungry." She said not looking back and continued climbing the stairs. The remaining three looked at one another.
"What was that about?" Harry asked.
"You are so thick."
"Alright if you're so clever then, why don't you tell us what's bothering her?" Ron said looking Hermione straight in the eye. "Is it Harry?"
"No. And I don't think I'm at liberty to tell you right now. Excuse me." She said as she got up and joined Ginny Weasley who was on the other side of the room talking with some other Gryffindors.
"Women." Harry huffed. Ron smiled.
"Yeah, aren't they great?"