Author Note: Okay, some people have been very nice and left me reviews to try and help me write better. Thank you very much, I am trying hard to make my writing better. I hope that this chapter is better then the first one. And I am not trying to make my characters like me at all, so please stop saying that I am. I am not like those people who make their characters like all the things they like and even give them the same name.

What You Don't Know Can Hurt You

Chapter Two

Things were not going very well. Bambi sighed, sitting in the library in front of a very large book. It was a listing of students in Hogwarts from years long ago. She was looking at her mother's year. It had been Ron's idea, and she had thought it was a very good one.

Her mother said she looked just like her father, so she was looking for someone who looked like her. It was harder then it had seemed. She couldn't find anyone who she thought might be her father.

She wished she could just ask her mother. She wished her mother had just *told* her. What was the big secret? But…there had to be a reason. Otherwise her mother would have told her…

This was getting frustrating. She slammed shut the book, feeling herself start to get upset. She was neglecting her duties, too, because of this. She had other things she was supposed to do, but she really wanted to know who her father was.

It was hopeless. This wasn't getting her anywhere. Maybe she was doing this wrong. Ron had also suggested that she should talk to people who knew her mother. But if there was a reason why she wasn't supposed to know who her father was, would they tell her anything? Would they even know? She knew some people thought her mother was a little bit trampy and maybe no one would know who her father was.

//He was probably just some wizard she met at the tavern.// She thought, bitterly. Maybe the reason her mother had never told her was because *she* didn't know! That would be worse, Bambi thought, then if her father was a Death Eater. If he was just some nameless man her mother has met…

No! That couldn't be it! Her mother *was* a good person. Wasn't she?

Bambi had always believed there was a good reason why her mother never told her who her father was. And she had never been upset with her mother-well, a little bit when she was young-but now she was starting to wonder. This was horrible. What if it was true? What if her mother had just…

No, she couldn't think like that. She'd just have to wait and see. Maybe then, once she knew, and if it were true then she could confront her mother. But she had to wait until she knew for sure.

//Maybe Hermione can help.// Hermione *was* the smartest girl in the school. She'd probably be able to come up with a better plan then Bambi could. //I'll have to ask her.// Bambi put the book away and went to go and see if she could find Hermione.

***

Hermione was patrolling the halls, looking for misbehaving students. A lot of the students had been acting up lately, since the war was over, and it was getting hard to control them. Hermione looked really tired and upset, and Bambi wondered what was wrong.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" She asked.

"Oh, just two first years who flooded the bathroom and set off a bunch of dung bombs. They don't have any respect for anything!"

"That's horrible." Bambi agreed.

"I turned then over to McGonagall, and she gave them detentions."

"That's good then." At least they would be punished. "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Sure." Hermione said. "But I'm really busy with studying for an exam tomorrow…"

"Oh, it's okay then." Bambi didn't want to take Hermione away from her studying.

"Well, what is it?" Hermione asked. "Is it about Ron? Because I thought you and he were doing really well…"

"No, it isn't about Ron." Bambi said. "It's about my father. I *really* want to know who he is."

"Oh no!" Hermione frowned. "Ron said something about that…no luck?"

"No." Bambi shook her head. "I don't know how to find out!"

"Well, muggles have something called DNA testing." Hermione said. "but I don't think that would help you. There might be some sort of potion that works the same way. I can start looking tomorrow, if you'd like."

"Of course!" Bambi exclaimed. Why hadn't she thought of that? "I can look too! I'm going to go do that now!"

Bambi ran back to the library, and took out a couple of potions books. There was no way she could ask Snape about it, he wasn't the kind of teacher who helped students just because they asked. She took the books back t her dorm, and began reading up on potions.

***

Bambi woke up, slightly confused. She was dressed and in bed, and her neck hurt. Oh no! She'd fallen asleep on her potions books! And she hadn't found anything yet. She'd need one of the bigger books, one of the ones from the restricted section. How was she going to do that?

Maybe she could tell Snape she was doing an extra assignment. It was worth a try, and even if he said no she had still tried. She would do that after class. She took the books back to the library and headed down to breakfast.

The day was boring, as usual. She went to her classes, and took her notes and turned in her homework. During potions, she paid special attention, and tried to answer as many questions as she could. Snape was usually more mean to the Hufflepuffs then to the Ravenclaws, but this *was* a NEWT class so everyone in the class was talented.

After class, Bambi approached professor Snape's desk. He made her really nervous. He would probably say no. Why was she even bothering? She made it halfway there, and he looked up at her and asked if he could help her. She couldn't do it. She hook her head and ran out of the class.

That hadn't gone well. Why was she so nervous? She was just going to ask for a pass to the restricted section. And Snape had never been mean to *her*. But she couldn't do it. She'd have to think of some other way to get the book.

Right now, she had to go meet Ron. They were going to study together. Well, try, because Ron didn't study that much. He liked to hold hands and talk, which was nice but Bambi *did* have to study. She didn't get her good grades just by magically knowing everything!

Maybe Ron would be able to help her think of a way to get the book. She wasn't good at those sorts of things. She was smart when it came to books and remembering things, but she couldn't come up with plans or schemes or things like that. She was smart, but she wasn't very clever.

"Hi Ron." Bambi sat down across from him at the library table. She was spending a lot of time here now.

"Hey Bambi!" Ron said back to her. "Any luck yet?"

"No, not yet." Bambi told him. Then she told him about Hermione's idea, and how she needed the book out of the restricted section.

"That's all you need?" Ron asked, grinning. "No problem. I can get it for you. In fact, I can have it for you tomorrow!"

"Really?" Bambi was overjoyed. She leaned over and kissed Ron quickly on the lips. He blushed when she pulled away, and nodded.

"Really." He said.

"Thank you so much!" Bambi smiled, and the two of them began to study. Well, try to study anyway.

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Next chapter, Ron gets the book (Moste Potente Potions) for Bambi!