Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter. The characters are mine, however some of the character's names I found in the fourth book of Harry Potter. I own their personalities but not their names.

A/N: I really must thank everyone again for waiting for this chapter as well. I haven't posted because of school. Well, I haven't gone yet but I had to go shopping and all of that "fun" stuff you have to do to prepare for the worst days of your year. So, anyway I hope that you all understand and continue to read : )

Chapter Nine: Isabella

Lena was still very excited about Quidditch even though it had been four days since she made the team. Now that she knew how to play, she was confident that she could do well. She hopped out of her bed and got ready to go to class when she realized that none of the other girls were up. Am I up really early? Lena looked to the large clock located just above the door. She was on time. Lena quietly and curiously walked over to Francis's four-poster and poked her head through the curtains. Lena expected to see her still sleeping but instead she found a crying Francis.

She was sitting up in her bed and had her arms tight around her knees. Tears were streaming down her face but she did not make a noise. Lena wasn't sure what to do or say. She knew that something had to be done. She couldn't leave her roommate crying on her bed!

"Oh my God, Francis what's wrong?" Lena sat down on Francis's bed. Francis looked up when Lena said "God". (It's more of a word Americans use.) Then Francis placed her head back down on her knees. Lena placed her arm around her friend. "If anyone is bothering you I'll…I'll punch 'em in the nose!" Lena felt Francis laughing. Lena smiled too.

"You may be a bit odd, but you are a great friend." Francis looked to Lena. Lena felt like the happiest person in the world. She made someone happy.

"So, who is it I'm beating up now?" Lena asked almost jokingly. Francis laughed again and Lynn walked over from her bed. She had also been crying and came to sit with them. She had a weak smile on her face.

"You're not beating up anybody…for me." Francis looked away to her bed sheets. Lynn looked to Lena and told her what was going on.

"Isabella was walking with your friend Owen yesterday and they ran into…his sister." Lynn paused for a moment, "Well, she saw Owen and Isabella walking together and-and-and," she paused again and took a deep breath as a single tear fell down her cheek, "She set off a dung bomb right at Isabella's feet." Lynn broke out into sobs as did Francis.

"Oh, well that's not too bad, right? I mean, now she just smells a little…" Lena was then told by Francis that Isabella was highly allergic to dung bombs and was sent to the hospital wing immediately. Isabella was lucky to have Owen there with her.

"He was the one who took her to the hospital wing," Francis told Lena, "He was there until he was told to leave. We didn't find out until last night and they were not going to let us see her at that time."

"Well, can you go see her now?" Lena looked to the clock. They had been sitting there for fifteen minutes! They were all going to be late for Potions if they didn't leave now! Snape would not be letting them off easily. "I'm sure that the nurse has to understand us going to see her. She is our roommate. Maybe she could give us a pass or something to be allowed to be late to Potions." The other two looked uneasy. They weren't sure that this was a good idea at all. Snape was not one to be nice under any circumstances. They didn't want to have extra homework for missing his class either. Lena and the others agreed that they would go see her at the end of all the classes. Then they all made a lightning bolt flash to Potions and made it there just as Snape walked in through the door.

Potions class was boring as usual and Lena was scribbling everything down with her quill. They were then told to make the potion they had just studied. Lena was still writing when Owen, Francis and NAME all began their potions around her.

"Ah! Miss Griggs is not present today?" He was talking of Isabella. Lena raised her hand quickly and Snape responded very reluctantly. "Yes, Miss Rose?"

"Well, it's just that Isabella has been sent to the hospital wing…er Professor."

"I see. Well, just bring all of the work we do in class to her. She should be out by the weekend to make it all up. This potion we are making now she can do in my office on Sunday."

"What if she is not out by then, Professor." Lena always felt the urge to just say Snape instead of Professor. He did not answer her. Lena was disgusted. How can he just sit there in all of his greasy-ness and not care one bit about his students? Lena raised her hand again.

"What is it now, Miss Rose? If you plan on raising your hand one more time you had better be done with your potion!" Snape was getting angry so Lena tried to stay calm. Many of the students were looking at her.

"Well I just wanted you to answer my question, Professor. I asked you 'What if Isabella is not out of the wing by this weekend?'" Snape looked ready to pop and splatter all of his grease on Lena. He stood from his desk and looked straight at her.

"Then she will do the work there and when she is out she can bring the work to me! No further questions from you, Miss Rose! I want it DEAD SILENT in this room! The only things I should hear are mixing, writing and other Potions class noises. No talking!"

The rest of the day seemed so slow. They did not do much in class. Well, even if they did Lena wasn't paying too much attention. At the end of the day, Lena, Francis, Lynn and Owen dashed to the hospital wing. They were very excited to finally see their friend. Lena got to the doors first and shoved them open. Then she looked to every bed. Empty.

"Excuse me, Nurse!" Lena called. She didn't know where the nurse was or what her name was for that matter.

"Yes, dears?" the nurse looked very kind unlike most doctors or nurses who seem to be out to get you. (A/N: It's true!)

"We were wondering where Isabella is. Is she all right? Was she sent back to the common room?" Lena was waiting on hearing the good news.

"Isabella Griggs? Well, she's in the fifth bed on the left…" the nurse turned to look. Isabella was obviously not there. "Oh my! Wh-where has she gone! I told her not to leave! She could not have left because there is a charm on the door that prevents unhealthy students from trying to leave! This is truly terrible! I must tell the headmaster!"

The nurse ran out of the room and thee four students followed her. They went all of the way to Dumbledore's "door" which was just a large statue of a pheonix. The nurse (Madame Pomfrey) muttered something that sounded very much like "cinnamon bun" and the statue began to move revealing a spiral staircase Madame Pomfrey hopped on one of the steps and the students hopped onto other steps below her.

"Come in Madame Pomfrey." Professor Dumbledore spoke from the other side of the door at the top of the moving, spiral stairway. Madame Pomfrey opened the door and rushed inside the four students running in behind her.

"Oh Albus! It's dreadful absolutely dreadful!"

"Calm down, tell me everything that happened." Professor Dumbledore made five chairs appear and each of them sat down. Madame Pomfrey explained everything to him. Dumbledore did not looked worried but he knew something must be done.

"I will have Filch and Mrs. Norris search the school grounds starting immediately. In the meantime, I want all of you to not say a word to the other students or teachers. Madame Pomfrey, you will not allow anyone to visit her bed and you can put curtains around it. I am sure the students will understand knowing that she was in a bad condition. You four shall not worry. I am sure we will find her." With all of that said, all five of them went back to where they were supposed to be. Madame Pomfrey went back to the hospital wing and the other four went back to the Gryffindor common room. They couldn't do anything but sit on that large couch in front of the fire and stare blankly.

After a long while, Lena spoke up. "I bet Orla is behind this. That piece of crap." The others looked at her strangely. She stood up and walked to the portrait hole. It was late and she shouldn't be going into the hallways.

"Where are you going?" Lynn asked. Lena stopped and turned around.

"Nowhere, I was just thinking of how I am going to bring up to Orla what happened."

"Oh! But you can't Lena! Dumbledore said-"

"I know what he said, I was there!" Lena didn't mean to get mad but she was. "We can't just sit here and hope that that creepy, dirty Filch and his cat are going to actually find her. I know they won't ask the students so we need to ask Orla herself. I just know she has something to do with this!"

"And how do you plan to ask her?" Owen asked shakily, "She's always got that crowd around her and if you and her collide again, there will be an even bigger crowd!"

After dinner, Lena decided to talk with Orla. She jogged up to Orla before she could go up the stairs.

"Hi there, Orla. I just wanted to ask you a question." Orla looked about to laugh.

"You want to ask me a question, Stars and Stripes?" she laughed. Lena lowered her voice to a whisper.

"What have you done with her?"

"With who?" Orla looked seriously confused. Lena began to doubt her accusation. Orla was not whispering and many students turned to listen.

"You know who I am talking about…where is she?" Lena was still whispering and Orla was talking even louder. Owen ran up behind Lena.

"Lena, what are you doing?" He asked, making sure not to look at his sister. More people were staring at them. Lena kept looking straight at Orla.

"I know that you have her, bitch! Now tell me where she is!" Lena shouted. Orla laughed and then looked evilly at Lena. Lena raised her arm and was about to hit Orla when Trevor grabbed her hand and stopped her. Lena struggled and tried to get out of his grip. "I hate you! I HATE you!" Lena yelled. Her words echoed through the hall as all of her friends dragged her up the stairs.

When they reached the common room. Everyone was trying to get her to calm down. There was no hope in calming Lena. She was furious. How can all of my friends just sit here and not take action! They're her friends too!

"Lena, we care about Isabella…we really, really do. I know that Filch and Mrs. Norris will be able to find her. Just leave it to them, OK?" Trevor was trying his best to comfort Lena. Then Professor McGonagal came blustering into the common room.

"Lena Rose, I need to see you." Lena got up wiping tears from her eyes. She followed McGonagal to Dumbledore's office. She spoke the password and Lena went alone to see Dumbledore. Lena reached the door and heard him invite her inside.

"I know that I told you we would take care of it, Miss Rose. And I also remember telling you that I did not want you to say anything." Lena stopped him there.

"For all the other students know, I could've been talking about my owl!" Dumbledore sat quietly and looked at Lena.

"Then perhaps that is the road we shall take. Your owl will not be at the post tomorrow and she will be here with me. If any student asks you who it was you were speaking of you shall tell them it was your owl. I do not need the school in worry. I trust that you will do this. As for a punishment, I believe you are to see Professor McGonagal." Lena nodded and got up from the chair that Dumbledore has whisked up for her. She went to the door and was about to leave when Dumbledore said one last thing.

"I know it is hard to loose a friend, and I know that going to class and trying to pretend it didn't happen is hard. You must know that in the end…all of the pieces come together and everything is all right. If you ever need someone to talk to if you think you might outburst again, please come see me."

Lena nodded and opened the door to leave. Then she headed back to the common room and back to her dorm. There, she pulled out her diary (like she did every night) and wrote the days events. She was not pleased at all with what she did. She still knew that she would not give up. She knew that they would not find her, she could just feel it inside her.

She blew out the candle on her nightstand and closed her curtains. Then she laid in bed staring at the stars and moons that were on the curtains. Without realizing it, she fell asleep.