Chapter sixteen:
An Unsettling Web Long Forgotten
Four full days of exams, what an awful week. Closing her eyes, Bunny wished she could just fall asleep at the library table. But sleep wasn't willing to come to her now, not when she was exhausted beyond belief, and nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon.
She had studied day and night, with little sleep, hoping she could pass all her exams with flying colors. Reaching up, she covered her mouth as she yawned lazily.
Two weeks and two days left of school. The thought was almost enough to make her jump for joy. Except the thought of not seeing everyone for three whole months squashed the joy before she could experience the feel of it.
"You look beat girl." Lita slammed her books onto the table with a loud thump that jolted Bunny out of her thoughts. "Eh?" Lifting her head, she looked at the brunette accusingly. Grinning, Lita tried to lift her blonde companion's spirit, "Come on girl, you should be celebrating. We survived our exams, and there is only two weeks of school!" She pumped her arms in the air enthusiastically.
Ami, who had just entered the quiet library, moved to the table with the only occupants in the room. "Well that is if you passed your exams. If you didn't then you repeat first year all over again."
Lita wrinkled her nose at the blue haired girl, "Don't burst the poor girl's bubble yet, Ames. Give her a day to enjoy the freedom." Ami chuckled, as she slid into the empty seat on the other side of the blonde. "Feeling okay Bunny?"
She lifted her head from the table, after she had tried unsuccessfully to rest once more. Looking from the two she sat in between, she replied, "Just a little tired, I haven't gotten much sleep these past few nights."
"You haven't gotten any sleep, between your lamp light being on till the wee hours of the night, and Hannah's snoring, I haven't closed my eyes for 72 hours!" Mina slapped her bag down on the table, her face flushed with anger. "I totally bombed those tests, I know it." Reaching out, Ami touched the girl's hand, "I'm sure you did fine Mina. You studied with us, and you learned a lot."
Flustered, Mina wrenched her hand away, and snapped, "Yea but I fell asleep during the History exam! I didn't answer half the test!" Bunny chortled, "You fell asleep?"
Lita grinned, trying to keep herself from laughing. Ami pursed her lips together, but it didn't stop her body from shaking, from silent giggles. Glaring at the three in front of her Mina, shouted, "Its not funny!"
"But of course it is. Who else could fall asleep during an important test, but the infamous Mina." Turning her cool blue eyes to the young Slytherin girl, she gritted, "Like you have room to talk. You spaced out during the Herbology Exam."
Rei smirked, "because I finished it an hour earlier than anybody else." She slipped into the seat at Ami's right, and leaned back in her seat. Mina grunted with distaste, before plopping down in the chair between Lita and Rei. "Whatever."
Bunny grinned, her weariness shoved aside as she looked at her four friends. In the past week they had gotten close, and the thought of it made her happy. They were the greatest, and she knew she was going to miss them terribly when school was out.
"So Ames how do you think you did on the old Potion exam?" Lita leaned forward in her seat, studying the blue haired girl across from her. The girl flushed, ducking her head slightly, when she was dragged into the sudden conversation. "I well."
"Lita are you insane?" Mina slammed her fist on the table. "Why do you want to talk about exams, you know if you ask her, she's just going to go off in that weird language of hers." Lita chuckled, as Rei elbowed the blonde, "You git! Don't you have any bloody morals?"
Mina wrinkled her nose at the dark haired girl to her left, "Well if I never-" Rei cut her off, "No you don't! And talk about brain dead. She doesn't speak another language, she just speaks scientifically."
Ami smirked, her blue eyes dancing from one girl to the other. "I, well I can speak five other languages." The Slytherin whirled around to look at her, a dark eyebrow raised. Counting off her fingers, Ami named them, "English, Spanish, German, French, and Japanese. My mum traveled a lot, and I learned how to speak them fluently."
Nodding the young Gryffindor brunette slapped her hand on the blonde next to her, "See Mina, you were right for once."
She nodded, and then suddenly snapped, "What do you mean for once?"
Shaking her head, Bunny turned from the conversation, she could see turning into an argument. At least for once it wasn't with her in it. Looking towards the door, she was startled to hear a high-pitched voice right outside.
"Oh Professor Flitwick, I'm so worried, I think I got question fourteen b wrong."
What on Earth?
"Oh, shut up!"
She instantly recognized Hermione's voice. The first one she wasn't too sure about. Pushing back her chair, she held up her hand to her friends, before moving to the door. Peeking out, she caught sight of Hermione heading down one way of the hall. Ron and Harry were going down the other.
Now what could that have been all about?
"Bunny?"
Looking back over her shoulder, she replied, "Hey guys I'll have to talk to you later." Without saying another word, she slipped out of the library moving down the hallway Hermione took.
"Hmm, she forgot her bag."
"Well you know old Bunny, forgetful as always."
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Tiptoeing down the marble staircase, she crouched down at the top, and peered down from her perch. Hermione was standing near the entrance of the Great Hall.
Watching closely, she caught sight of Snape, as he came out. He paused, and turned to Hermione.
"And what are you up to Miss Granger?" Bunny frowned, as she watched the dark bushy haired girl nearly jump out of her skin in fright. "I-I was waiting f-for Professor Flitwick."
Couching lower in her position, she tried to get a better look.
"Err, Buns, what are you looking for? Yeh lose sumthin?" Jumping to her feet, she whirled around to find George and Fred grinning down at her from above.
"Hey Fred, George." from the corner of her eyes, she saw Snape go back into the entrance hall. At the second the door shut, Hermione bolted across the room, and raced up the stairs. She didn't even notice her, standing there in front of the Weasley twins. "Yea, I found it. Uh, gotta go!" Moving around them, she hurried up the stairs to catch up to Hermione. Racing down the halls, she ignored the curious stares she received. She reached the portrait leading to the Gryffindor common room, just as it shut.
Glancing around herself, she whispered the password, and the picture swung open. Grinning, she slipped inside, the door shutting tightly behind her. "Bunny?"
She looked around the Common room, and quickly found three Gryffindors seated closely together. "So, care to join me in on your little plan?"
Harry frowned, "how do you know the password?" Bunny giggled, "I know a lot about this school than you would think." She winked, before skipping across the room, to plop down in a chair with the others. "So. spill. What are the latest events?"
Ron was bright red in the face, as he looked at her. "Uh well."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "Oh Ron!" Harry frowned at the two, "Will you two get your acts together, we don't have time to fight."
Glancing from one to the other, she asked, "What can I do to help?"
He looked at her then, his face serious. "Well, you can keep an eye on Snape."
"Snape? What does he-? You guys wont ever give up, will you? Its not Snape, but if you wont believe me, fine. How do you expect me to watch him anyway?"
Hermione quickly answered her, "Detention. That will keep him in his office for the night."
Bunny could feel heat rise to her cheeks, "WHAT?!?! Are you crazy! I will not spend an hour in that creeps presence any longer than I have to. Give me another job."
Shaking his head, Ron rid himself of his embarrassment, and replied, "No it would be perfect. The stone will be safe if he's too busy."
Glaring at the three, she hissed, "I refuse!" Harry suddenly moved forward, bringing his face closer to hers, "Please Bunny, we need someone to watch Snape. Please."
A blush stained her cheeks, and she pulled back instinctively, "I, err- Fine." She shot to her feet, and stocked across the room. "But, you guys owe me big."
The painting slammed shut behind her.
"Did you give her the note?"
"I, yea."
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She tapped her chin thoughtfully. How did one go about getting detention? Frowning, she muttered, "Its not like I always went looking for it. I just always got caught doing something I wasn't supposed to do." Bunny paced the corridor, unsure how to get the Potion master riled up, but not too much.
Turning, she reached into the pocket of her robes, and pulled out her wand. She looked at it thoughtfully, and then pointed it at the suit of armors that lined the wall.
Bunny flicked her wrist, and the armor closest to her fell into the one next to it. Covering her ears with her hands, she watched as the domino theory worked. Wincing as the last one fell with a clang, she slowly dropped her hand.
"Miss Moon!"
She whirled around, startled to find herself in the presence of Professor McGonagall. Cursing her luck, she prayed the old woman would be lenient on her.
The things I do for friends.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Trying to think of something, she blurted out pitifully, "Peeves. He, he was going to pull a prank and I was trying to." she paused to think of a good excuse, then tried, "stop him." She bit her lip, nearly drawing blood, as the witch's eyes bore hard into her.
"Hey! You can't blame this one on me, first year." The school's poltergeist seemingly appeared behind her. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he seemed quite upset.
McGonagall looked at him, and then back down at her. "I see. Very well, I believe I will talk to Albus about you Peeves."
"But-but."
Bunny felt like laughing. What luck, to have the prankster himself to appear and make her lie more believable. Even though she felt slightly rotten inside, she could almost jump for joy as well.
He suddenly glared at her, before he snapped, "How clever, very clever, first year!" He then vanished, just as quickly as he had appeared.
"Even so, you should not have taken matters into your own hands. Five points will be taken from Hufflepuff."
Turning to the Professor, she begged, "But, butt- err, I mean, can I have detention instead? Please, I'll- I'll even take it with Professor Snape." She could have kicked herself. There was no way the old bat would give her that.
There was a slight strain in the silence that lingered afterwards. Then suddenly the woman spoke up, "You'd prefer detention, with Professor Snape? Fine. One hour tonight. I'll see you tomorrow in class Miss Moon." McGonagall then left her standing in her wake.
Bunny could have laughed at the absurdly of it. Who would have thought? On her way to her common room, she couldn't hold back the grin on her face.
Phase one was complete.
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What a mistake this turned out to be.
"Forget it, I'll take the five points." She muttered glumly. On her hands and knees, she felt like screaming. But the thought was squashed from her mind the instant she heard his voice. "What was that Moon?"
Cringing, she looked over her shoulder at Professor Snape. He stood in the doorway of the classroom his glare directed squarely at her. She quickly stated innocently, "Oh nothing Professor Snape."
She turned back around, and feverishly went back to scrubbing. Damn them all to hell! Some friends she thought she had. And here she had thought they really needed her, really wanted her help.
"A decoy." She cursed beneath her breath, scrubbing the floor hard in one spot with the toothbrush. Tears filled her eyes, as anger seized her. They were going through the trap door, and had gotten her out of their way.
Her chest heaved, her stomach lurching. "Are you getting any work done?"
Her jaw locked, and she whirled on him, her bottom lip quivering, "Don't. push me. around!" Her voice wavered, and it took all her strength not to break. His eyes narrowed on her, and he hissed, "Watch your mouth first year, or you'll wind up with more lost points. And from what I've seen, Hufflepuff can't afford to lose anymore like Gryffindor." He smirked, his amusement at the thought, evident.
Without much thought, she bit out, "I don't care! Take a hundred points if you want! You're still a CREEP!!!!"
After she said that, she turned back to her scrubbing, her face twisted with agony. A damn decoy. They still didn't trust her, still didn't believe she could be their friend.
"Its all I wanted. Is that so much to ask?" She paused; her hand gripping her pink toothbrush Snape had forced her to use to clean the floor.
Still enraged by her last comment, Snape gritted out, "what are you muttering about now?"
Shaking her head, she went back to work. Her chest heaved again, her heart shattering to pieces. What had she done to lose their faith, to lose their trust in her? Was it because she believed in Snape? Because they thought she took his side?
But hadn't she proved herself enough, that she despised him? That she didn't care for the creep, who made her scrub his walls and floors with her own toothbrush?
Her hand trembled, and the brush slipped from her fingers. Drawing back, she pulled her hand to her mouth as if it had been burned. Unable to stop the words, they flowed from her mouth like a curse, "Damn you Harry Potter."
She choked on the sob rising in her throat. She couldn't swallow it back, and the tears began to fall from her eyes.
"What? What did you say?"
Why did she have to break down now? In front of the last man she wanted to see her tears. Why couldn't she control her emotions, to stop the tears when she had enough of them? Because she wasn't normal, she wasn't complete yet.
She still had a little bit of him left in her.
A scream erupted from her throat, tearing at her lungs. She clutched her arm, as painful tears rolled down her cheeks. "Oh god!" She collapsed, sending the bucket spilling across the floor.
It had been so long, and now there had not been any warning to its pain. "Make it stop!" She screamed again, her nails digging into the burning sensation on her forearm.
"Bunny?" He sounded genuinely concerned, but she paid no attention to him. "He's in trouble."
She scrambled to her feet, knowing exactly what she needed to do. Like that day during the Quidditch game.
"Harry's in trouble!"
She ran from the room, racing down the corridor and up the old stairs. Sprinting to the marble staircase, she didn't stop to breathe. As she reached the second floor, she was already bolting to the next set of stairs. On the third landing, she reached into her robes, pulling out her wand.
As she raced down the Forbidden corridor, she was unaware of the faint sound of footfalls behind her. The only thing on her mind was the thought of Harry. Harry, and the burning mark on her forearm that was giving her some sort of sign.
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Throwing the door open, she was met with the sight of Fluffy. Big and black, with large sharp teeth, Bunny didn't feel the slightest afraid. Pointing her wand she jerked it to the right. The poor three head dog was sent into the wall with a loud thud.
Bunny ran across the room, trying to fight the building hysteria. "Sorry!" Jumping into the open trapdoor, she narrowly missed getting her head bit off by one angry pup.
Landing hard in a tangle of roots, she froze. Holding her breath, she feared to move, when the roots beneath started to twitch. The burning in her arm intensified, and she gritted her teeth, "Oh, I don't have time for this!"
Aiming her wand, she swished and flicked it, and the roots went wild. Jumping to her feet, she took the distraction to her advantage. Hurtling herself forward she made it off in time before the Cheering Charm wore off.
When she reached the edge of the room, her foot hit air, and she pitched forward. Letting out a squeal of fright, she was thrown down a shoot.
Bunny hit the floor with a smack, and was sent rolling across it into a line of brooms. "Oh that's going to leave a mark."
"Bunny?"
Blinking, she opened her blue eyes to find hundreds of little birds flying above her. "What?" At a closer inspection, she was shocked to find that they were actually keys with wings.
"Bunny?"
Bunny sat up, and turned to the open door to find Hermione lugging an unconscious Ron with her. "Ron!" Climbing to her feet, she hurried towards them, "is he all right, what happened, where's Harry?"
Holding up her hand, Hermione answered delicately, "He's gonna be fine. He just has a bump on the head. Harry is facing Snape to protect the stone."
"Snape? Hermione I've been with Snape all evening, serving detention. Whoever Harry is with, it isn't that creep!" She looked worriedly to the door. "Get Ron to the infirmary, I'll go after Harry."
Hermione nodded, "Okay. Oh Bunny." She paused looking back at the Gryffindor. "If Harry left any of the potion, it's the tiniest bottle in the row, to get through the black flame. Please be careful."
Unsure what the girl was talking about, she nodded, "Thanks." Turning around, she entered the next room. It was a giant chest board. But for some reason all the pieces were shattered, only a few were remaining intact. Shaking her head, Bunny raced across the board to the other side.
She pushed open the door, and entered the most god awful smelling room she ever been in. Plugging her nose, she nearly gagged. Lying asleep on the floor was a sleeping troll
Thank heavens.
Gingerly she stepped around him, hoping to not to wake him. She made it successfully to the door, and she entered the next room.
Stepping into the room, she felt like she was in her Potion class. In front of her was a table with a row of potion bottles. But there was no black flame.
Eying her surroundings, she moved to the table and picked out the bottle Hermione had told her about. It was empty. "Oh well."
Setting it down, she moved across the room to the door, and pushed it open. She was jolted to find Harry in a struggle with Professor Quirrell. The burning in her arm seared her skin, almost making her cry out. Biting down on her lip, she forced it back.
What could she do?
Harry grabbed at Quirrell's face burning his skin. The Professor rolled away, and Harry went after him. Her hand flew to her mouth, how could she help him?
Quirrell screamed, as Harry clung to his arm, burning the flesh there. Why couldn't Quirrell touch his skin? What was going on?
Suddenly a voice shouted over the man's screams, "KILL HIM! KILL HIM!"
No!
"Harry! Harry!"
Pulling out her wand she aimed at Quirrell who had wrenched his arm away from Harry, sending the boy to the floor. Something from her memory slipped into her mind, a faded thought of a dark stormy night with creatures in black cloaks. Shaking her head to clear it, she shouted, "Crucio!"
Quirrell went down screaming in agony.
Falling to her knees, Bunny's stomach heaved. Gasping for air, she gagged. Her body shuddered, the screams killing her on the inside. They were too familiar
No, no not again.
'She had followed her mum out of the house, and down the street. Had hid beneath a parked van, at the opening of an alleyway, as her mum confronted a dark figure. She had seen from behind her fingers-'
Shuddering, she tried to shove back the horrible memories, the nightmare she didn't want to remember.
Bunny?
Blinking, she wondered if she was hearing things. Bunny lifted her head to find someone walking towards her. They were trying to talk to her. But the roaring rain and thunder in her ears was enough to block out the real world.
"Bunny!"
'Mum!'
The last thing she saw before she fainted was the faint image of her mother's dull eyes staring at her, as if the life had been drained from them.
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~~ One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, four .
Crash!
Yelping Bunny sat up in bed, throwing off her covers. Staring out the window, she shuddered as the rain pelted against the glass.
A sound outside her door startled her. Lying back down, she pulled the blankets to her neck, and closed her eyes.
Bunny?
She didn't move, didn't even open her eyes at the sound of her mother entering the room.
My little rabbit. My brave little Bunny. Please forgive me.
The door shut silently, and the crash outside her window rocked her awake. Scrambling out of the bed, she slipped into the pink bunny slippers, and tiptoed to the door. Opening it, she peeked out into the hallway.
The creak of the stairs pushed her to move. Scurrying down the narrow hall, she reached the top of the stairs as the front door shut. Bunny looked around, before silently she descended down to the first floor. Taking care to miss the fifth stair down, she made it successfully without a sound.
Mum?
She peered out the window to see a figure walking away from the house.
Mum?
Her mother had forgotten her umbrella. Grabbing the black one her mother liked best, she pulled the door open and entered the storm.
Running out into the rain she hurried after her mother who was huddled in her rain jacket, her head bent as she moved down the dark street. The streetlights were off, and there wasn't a sound that could penetrate the pattering of rain hitting asphalt, and the boom of thunder when lightning struck.
One one thousand, two one thousand, three.
Crash!
Crying out, she picked up her pace, her little legs trying to carry her along. The dark figure ahead of her grew clearer and clearer as she ran faster. Sliding to a stop she nearly ran into a parked van. Gasping, she peered around the back of it, and found her mother entering a dark and dank alley.
Mum?
She wanted to call out to her, to beg for her not go in. A loud boom sent her to the ground and crawling on her belly to get under the van.
Shivering from the rain she clutched the umbrella close as she curled into a ball.
Mum!
Looking down the alley, she watched her mother as she argued with a man. A bulky figure with others behind him, they were all cloaked in black.
Mum!!
The crashing of the lightning muffled her screams. One of the streetlights hit the ground, sparks flying. Lightning struck the street, and Bunny screamed in terror. Her hand flew to her face covering her eyes.
Mum, help me!
She cried, her body shaking in fear, fear of the storm, fear of the dark, but most of all fear of the men dressed in black.
Crucio!
Looking through the cracks of her fingers, she screamed, her fingers digging into her face. The bulky figure withered in pain on the wet floor, his screams of agony terrified her, but also, one of the cloaked men had tackled her mother to the ground.
MUM!
Still screaming, she dragged her body from beneath the van, skinning her elbows and knees on the cement. Gasping and crying she ran all the way home.
But not even she could black out the lifeless gray eyes that stared at her without life.
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Bunny shot up in bed screaming and crying that morning. Covering her face, she couldn't hold back the tears. Why couldn't she push it away, why couldn't she forget the horrible night she had followed her mother?
Go away, I don't want to remember.
Sobbing she rolled to her side and curled into a ball much like she had that night. But she wasn't given the time to feel guilty or to even hate herself. For someone had come to her that night, in the hospital.
Opening one blurry eye at the sound of her name, she saw white. Blinking, she wiped at her eyes to clear her vision. "P-Professor Dumbledore?"
"You know you gave a lot of people quite a fright." He moved closer so that he stood near her bed. "You're friends were worried when you never came to dinner, or to your classes today." His kind eyes moved over her shivering form beneath the blankets briefly.
Sinking into her bed she ducked her head shamefully. "They were worried about me?"
Nodding the older man turned to look at the doors. "Of all my years here at Hogwarts, not once have I been able to do, what you have done in the last year Bunny."
"Eh?"
Gazing back at her he answered softly, "You brought the houses together. Never, not when I was teaching, or as the Headmaster, seen a Slytherin interact with one of a house that didn't belong to theirs." He paused his eyes moved to the wall, as if he was slightly distracted. "Of course your friends worried about you Bunny, you are the only thing they can agree on. You hold them together." Suddenly he shook his head, "Don't mind me, I guess I'm a little jealous. But now to the matter at hand."
Wincing, she blurted out before he could continue, "I'm sorry Professor Dumbledore. I went against your rules again. But I- I knew Harry was in trouble, like the last time." she clenched her fist, "I couldn't, even though I was mad at him."
"Bunny." He laid a hand on her shoulder, "I know. Severus told me what happened. I feared this might be true. I believe we have much to talk about." Looking to the bed beyond her with a quick glance, he took a seat upon the empty one next to her. He faced her, his face kind, yet serious. "How much do you know of your mother?"
"My mum?" The image of the gray eyes flashed in her mind. Shivering, she answered, "Only what she told me. About her times here at Hogwarts, and about the wizardry world. About magic, and that's it, really. She worked with her best friend at the candy store, where I- I'm at now."
Sighing Dumbledore shook his head, "There is much I need to explain." Pausing he picked his words carefully, "Bunny your mother worked for the Ministry of Magic. During the times of Voldemort's rein, she." he hesitated, unsure how to explain something as difficult as what he had to say.
"She was a spy, Bunny. She went under cover as a death eater, and helped the Ministry of Magic to stop Voldemort."
Bunny caught her lip between her teeth, her eyes filling with tears. "My mum?" She wavered, and she was forced to wait to control her emotions. "That's why we moved so much?"
Dumbledore sighed, "Well after Voldemort's defeat, her secret was somehow found out."
Frowning he stopped short. "Bunny, last night, do you know that you used one of the unforgivable curses?" Startled by the change of topic, she shook her head, "I did?"
His frown deepened, "Bunny were you- did you see." Dragging in a rugged breath she feared the question. "See what?"
"Bunny were you there the night your mother was killed?"
Tears rushed to her eyes, and she vigorously shook her head, "No! Why would you ask that?"
Sighing, he added, "Bunny one of the death eaters the one that was caught that night, your mother used one of the unforgivable curses on him. The same one you used on Professor Quirrell."
Bunny shook her head, "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know any of the unforgivable curses."
Dumbledore stood, "I see. Well whether you did or did not Bunny, you saved Harry's life from Voldemort."
"V-V." she couldn't say it, she couldn't even think it. Gasping, she struggled to breathe. "He- he."
Nodding he answered, "Yes Voldemort was there, using Professor Quirrell as a puppet. But it's all over for now. Why don't you rest, for you have had a long night, and you have only been sleeping for a mere three hours."
Patting her shoulder he smiled warmly, "rest young one, you will be safe at home before you know it."
When he finally left, Bunny found herself lying on her side wide-awake and shaking in fear. The Dark Lord, she had actually been near him. Shuddering she closed her eyes hard, trying to smooth her jumbled nerves.
Opening her eyes, she saw Harry fast asleep two beds down from hers.
He was the Boy Who Lived. With that thought she took comfort, and was finally able to fall asleep.
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Okay we are almost to the end, can I hear a cheer? YAY!!!! Finally I know long story but it almost over. One more chap one more chap. I have decided on a few things, such as Bunny's Quidditch position. Hehe it will be SO much fun.
Umm well I think I will leave the romance polls for this last chapter, and will decide if I want to continue with the votes into the next Story. I'm almost afraid to lose half my readers if I close the votes early. But if you don't like the couple in this story then I promise I will try and write a story of a couple you prefer. Give any preferences, I could use a challenge.
Maybe I will consider writing a HP/SM story later on with Usagi and another senshi going to Hogwarts. Well who knows, I sure don't. But tell me did you like this chapter, or did you not. I was pretty fond of the end, I believe somewhat original. Don't worry Bunny wont be pure hero, she can become the victim too. Harry is still a main factor you know, and these stories are basically a 'what if' kind of thing. What I think would happen if Bunny were there at Hogwarts the same time as everyone else. Plus a few little twists of my own to spice the story a bit.
Polls!
Harry/Bunny: 64 wow lots of votes on Harry, but don't you guys want something a little diff for a change?
Ron/Bunny: 36 Poor guy he was doing so well in the beginning too. Must say I was looking forward to this couple.
Ron/Ami: 5 now this one would be interesting. I've thought from the beginning they could work.
Ron/Hermione: 6 Hmm can't say I am a fan but I can do it.
Draco/Bunny: 34 Hmm it was a maybe, but I have another story with him as the guy that gets the girl.
Draco/Lita: 11 now this would be FUN! Gryffindor and a Slytherin!
Fred or George/Bunny: 2 err I don't think they stand a chance. I think I'll go for a protective brother kind of relationship.
Fred of George/Mina: 5 I never thought of hooking her up with someone, but this might work. I could see Bunny playing matchmaker in her fourth year. Hehe.
Well I think that's it.
Well enjoy! Tata for now LP signing out
Four full days of exams, what an awful week. Closing her eyes, Bunny wished she could just fall asleep at the library table. But sleep wasn't willing to come to her now, not when she was exhausted beyond belief, and nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon.
She had studied day and night, with little sleep, hoping she could pass all her exams with flying colors. Reaching up, she covered her mouth as she yawned lazily.
Two weeks and two days left of school. The thought was almost enough to make her jump for joy. Except the thought of not seeing everyone for three whole months squashed the joy before she could experience the feel of it.
"You look beat girl." Lita slammed her books onto the table with a loud thump that jolted Bunny out of her thoughts. "Eh?" Lifting her head, she looked at the brunette accusingly. Grinning, Lita tried to lift her blonde companion's spirit, "Come on girl, you should be celebrating. We survived our exams, and there is only two weeks of school!" She pumped her arms in the air enthusiastically.
Ami, who had just entered the quiet library, moved to the table with the only occupants in the room. "Well that is if you passed your exams. If you didn't then you repeat first year all over again."
Lita wrinkled her nose at the blue haired girl, "Don't burst the poor girl's bubble yet, Ames. Give her a day to enjoy the freedom." Ami chuckled, as she slid into the empty seat on the other side of the blonde. "Feeling okay Bunny?"
She lifted her head from the table, after she had tried unsuccessfully to rest once more. Looking from the two she sat in between, she replied, "Just a little tired, I haven't gotten much sleep these past few nights."
"You haven't gotten any sleep, between your lamp light being on till the wee hours of the night, and Hannah's snoring, I haven't closed my eyes for 72 hours!" Mina slapped her bag down on the table, her face flushed with anger. "I totally bombed those tests, I know it." Reaching out, Ami touched the girl's hand, "I'm sure you did fine Mina. You studied with us, and you learned a lot."
Flustered, Mina wrenched her hand away, and snapped, "Yea but I fell asleep during the History exam! I didn't answer half the test!" Bunny chortled, "You fell asleep?"
Lita grinned, trying to keep herself from laughing. Ami pursed her lips together, but it didn't stop her body from shaking, from silent giggles. Glaring at the three in front of her Mina, shouted, "Its not funny!"
"But of course it is. Who else could fall asleep during an important test, but the infamous Mina." Turning her cool blue eyes to the young Slytherin girl, she gritted, "Like you have room to talk. You spaced out during the Herbology Exam."
Rei smirked, "because I finished it an hour earlier than anybody else." She slipped into the seat at Ami's right, and leaned back in her seat. Mina grunted with distaste, before plopping down in the chair between Lita and Rei. "Whatever."
Bunny grinned, her weariness shoved aside as she looked at her four friends. In the past week they had gotten close, and the thought of it made her happy. They were the greatest, and she knew she was going to miss them terribly when school was out.
"So Ames how do you think you did on the old Potion exam?" Lita leaned forward in her seat, studying the blue haired girl across from her. The girl flushed, ducking her head slightly, when she was dragged into the sudden conversation. "I well."
"Lita are you insane?" Mina slammed her fist on the table. "Why do you want to talk about exams, you know if you ask her, she's just going to go off in that weird language of hers." Lita chuckled, as Rei elbowed the blonde, "You git! Don't you have any bloody morals?"
Mina wrinkled her nose at the dark haired girl to her left, "Well if I never-" Rei cut her off, "No you don't! And talk about brain dead. She doesn't speak another language, she just speaks scientifically."
Ami smirked, her blue eyes dancing from one girl to the other. "I, well I can speak five other languages." The Slytherin whirled around to look at her, a dark eyebrow raised. Counting off her fingers, Ami named them, "English, Spanish, German, French, and Japanese. My mum traveled a lot, and I learned how to speak them fluently."
Nodding the young Gryffindor brunette slapped her hand on the blonde next to her, "See Mina, you were right for once."
She nodded, and then suddenly snapped, "What do you mean for once?"
Shaking her head, Bunny turned from the conversation, she could see turning into an argument. At least for once it wasn't with her in it. Looking towards the door, she was startled to hear a high-pitched voice right outside.
"Oh Professor Flitwick, I'm so worried, I think I got question fourteen b wrong."
What on Earth?
"Oh, shut up!"
She instantly recognized Hermione's voice. The first one she wasn't too sure about. Pushing back her chair, she held up her hand to her friends, before moving to the door. Peeking out, she caught sight of Hermione heading down one way of the hall. Ron and Harry were going down the other.
Now what could that have been all about?
"Bunny?"
Looking back over her shoulder, she replied, "Hey guys I'll have to talk to you later." Without saying another word, she slipped out of the library moving down the hallway Hermione took.
"Hmm, she forgot her bag."
"Well you know old Bunny, forgetful as always."
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Tiptoeing down the marble staircase, she crouched down at the top, and peered down from her perch. Hermione was standing near the entrance of the Great Hall.
Watching closely, she caught sight of Snape, as he came out. He paused, and turned to Hermione.
"And what are you up to Miss Granger?" Bunny frowned, as she watched the dark bushy haired girl nearly jump out of her skin in fright. "I-I was waiting f-for Professor Flitwick."
Couching lower in her position, she tried to get a better look.
"Err, Buns, what are you looking for? Yeh lose sumthin?" Jumping to her feet, she whirled around to find George and Fred grinning down at her from above.
"Hey Fred, George." from the corner of her eyes, she saw Snape go back into the entrance hall. At the second the door shut, Hermione bolted across the room, and raced up the stairs. She didn't even notice her, standing there in front of the Weasley twins. "Yea, I found it. Uh, gotta go!" Moving around them, she hurried up the stairs to catch up to Hermione. Racing down the halls, she ignored the curious stares she received. She reached the portrait leading to the Gryffindor common room, just as it shut.
Glancing around herself, she whispered the password, and the picture swung open. Grinning, she slipped inside, the door shutting tightly behind her. "Bunny?"
She looked around the Common room, and quickly found three Gryffindors seated closely together. "So, care to join me in on your little plan?"
Harry frowned, "how do you know the password?" Bunny giggled, "I know a lot about this school than you would think." She winked, before skipping across the room, to plop down in a chair with the others. "So. spill. What are the latest events?"
Ron was bright red in the face, as he looked at her. "Uh well."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "Oh Ron!" Harry frowned at the two, "Will you two get your acts together, we don't have time to fight."
Glancing from one to the other, she asked, "What can I do to help?"
He looked at her then, his face serious. "Well, you can keep an eye on Snape."
"Snape? What does he-? You guys wont ever give up, will you? Its not Snape, but if you wont believe me, fine. How do you expect me to watch him anyway?"
Hermione quickly answered her, "Detention. That will keep him in his office for the night."
Bunny could feel heat rise to her cheeks, "WHAT?!?! Are you crazy! I will not spend an hour in that creeps presence any longer than I have to. Give me another job."
Shaking his head, Ron rid himself of his embarrassment, and replied, "No it would be perfect. The stone will be safe if he's too busy."
Glaring at the three, she hissed, "I refuse!" Harry suddenly moved forward, bringing his face closer to hers, "Please Bunny, we need someone to watch Snape. Please."
A blush stained her cheeks, and she pulled back instinctively, "I, err- Fine." She shot to her feet, and stocked across the room. "But, you guys owe me big."
The painting slammed shut behind her.
"Did you give her the note?"
"I, yea."
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She tapped her chin thoughtfully. How did one go about getting detention? Frowning, she muttered, "Its not like I always went looking for it. I just always got caught doing something I wasn't supposed to do." Bunny paced the corridor, unsure how to get the Potion master riled up, but not too much.
Turning, she reached into the pocket of her robes, and pulled out her wand. She looked at it thoughtfully, and then pointed it at the suit of armors that lined the wall.
Bunny flicked her wrist, and the armor closest to her fell into the one next to it. Covering her ears with her hands, she watched as the domino theory worked. Wincing as the last one fell with a clang, she slowly dropped her hand.
"Miss Moon!"
She whirled around, startled to find herself in the presence of Professor McGonagall. Cursing her luck, she prayed the old woman would be lenient on her.
The things I do for friends.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Trying to think of something, she blurted out pitifully, "Peeves. He, he was going to pull a prank and I was trying to." she paused to think of a good excuse, then tried, "stop him." She bit her lip, nearly drawing blood, as the witch's eyes bore hard into her.
"Hey! You can't blame this one on me, first year." The school's poltergeist seemingly appeared behind her. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he seemed quite upset.
McGonagall looked at him, and then back down at her. "I see. Very well, I believe I will talk to Albus about you Peeves."
"But-but."
Bunny felt like laughing. What luck, to have the prankster himself to appear and make her lie more believable. Even though she felt slightly rotten inside, she could almost jump for joy as well.
He suddenly glared at her, before he snapped, "How clever, very clever, first year!" He then vanished, just as quickly as he had appeared.
"Even so, you should not have taken matters into your own hands. Five points will be taken from Hufflepuff."
Turning to the Professor, she begged, "But, butt- err, I mean, can I have detention instead? Please, I'll- I'll even take it with Professor Snape." She could have kicked herself. There was no way the old bat would give her that.
There was a slight strain in the silence that lingered afterwards. Then suddenly the woman spoke up, "You'd prefer detention, with Professor Snape? Fine. One hour tonight. I'll see you tomorrow in class Miss Moon." McGonagall then left her standing in her wake.
Bunny could have laughed at the absurdly of it. Who would have thought? On her way to her common room, she couldn't hold back the grin on her face.
Phase one was complete.
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What a mistake this turned out to be.
"Forget it, I'll take the five points." She muttered glumly. On her hands and knees, she felt like screaming. But the thought was squashed from her mind the instant she heard his voice. "What was that Moon?"
Cringing, she looked over her shoulder at Professor Snape. He stood in the doorway of the classroom his glare directed squarely at her. She quickly stated innocently, "Oh nothing Professor Snape."
She turned back around, and feverishly went back to scrubbing. Damn them all to hell! Some friends she thought she had. And here she had thought they really needed her, really wanted her help.
"A decoy." She cursed beneath her breath, scrubbing the floor hard in one spot with the toothbrush. Tears filled her eyes, as anger seized her. They were going through the trap door, and had gotten her out of their way.
Her chest heaved, her stomach lurching. "Are you getting any work done?"
Her jaw locked, and she whirled on him, her bottom lip quivering, "Don't. push me. around!" Her voice wavered, and it took all her strength not to break. His eyes narrowed on her, and he hissed, "Watch your mouth first year, or you'll wind up with more lost points. And from what I've seen, Hufflepuff can't afford to lose anymore like Gryffindor." He smirked, his amusement at the thought, evident.
Without much thought, she bit out, "I don't care! Take a hundred points if you want! You're still a CREEP!!!!"
After she said that, she turned back to her scrubbing, her face twisted with agony. A damn decoy. They still didn't trust her, still didn't believe she could be their friend.
"Its all I wanted. Is that so much to ask?" She paused; her hand gripping her pink toothbrush Snape had forced her to use to clean the floor.
Still enraged by her last comment, Snape gritted out, "what are you muttering about now?"
Shaking her head, she went back to work. Her chest heaved again, her heart shattering to pieces. What had she done to lose their faith, to lose their trust in her? Was it because she believed in Snape? Because they thought she took his side?
But hadn't she proved herself enough, that she despised him? That she didn't care for the creep, who made her scrub his walls and floors with her own toothbrush?
Her hand trembled, and the brush slipped from her fingers. Drawing back, she pulled her hand to her mouth as if it had been burned. Unable to stop the words, they flowed from her mouth like a curse, "Damn you Harry Potter."
She choked on the sob rising in her throat. She couldn't swallow it back, and the tears began to fall from her eyes.
"What? What did you say?"
Why did she have to break down now? In front of the last man she wanted to see her tears. Why couldn't she control her emotions, to stop the tears when she had enough of them? Because she wasn't normal, she wasn't complete yet.
She still had a little bit of him left in her.
A scream erupted from her throat, tearing at her lungs. She clutched her arm, as painful tears rolled down her cheeks. "Oh god!" She collapsed, sending the bucket spilling across the floor.
It had been so long, and now there had not been any warning to its pain. "Make it stop!" She screamed again, her nails digging into the burning sensation on her forearm.
"Bunny?" He sounded genuinely concerned, but she paid no attention to him. "He's in trouble."
She scrambled to her feet, knowing exactly what she needed to do. Like that day during the Quidditch game.
"Harry's in trouble!"
She ran from the room, racing down the corridor and up the old stairs. Sprinting to the marble staircase, she didn't stop to breathe. As she reached the second floor, she was already bolting to the next set of stairs. On the third landing, she reached into her robes, pulling out her wand.
As she raced down the Forbidden corridor, she was unaware of the faint sound of footfalls behind her. The only thing on her mind was the thought of Harry. Harry, and the burning mark on her forearm that was giving her some sort of sign.
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Throwing the door open, she was met with the sight of Fluffy. Big and black, with large sharp teeth, Bunny didn't feel the slightest afraid. Pointing her wand she jerked it to the right. The poor three head dog was sent into the wall with a loud thud.
Bunny ran across the room, trying to fight the building hysteria. "Sorry!" Jumping into the open trapdoor, she narrowly missed getting her head bit off by one angry pup.
Landing hard in a tangle of roots, she froze. Holding her breath, she feared to move, when the roots beneath started to twitch. The burning in her arm intensified, and she gritted her teeth, "Oh, I don't have time for this!"
Aiming her wand, she swished and flicked it, and the roots went wild. Jumping to her feet, she took the distraction to her advantage. Hurtling herself forward she made it off in time before the Cheering Charm wore off.
When she reached the edge of the room, her foot hit air, and she pitched forward. Letting out a squeal of fright, she was thrown down a shoot.
Bunny hit the floor with a smack, and was sent rolling across it into a line of brooms. "Oh that's going to leave a mark."
"Bunny?"
Blinking, she opened her blue eyes to find hundreds of little birds flying above her. "What?" At a closer inspection, she was shocked to find that they were actually keys with wings.
"Bunny?"
Bunny sat up, and turned to the open door to find Hermione lugging an unconscious Ron with her. "Ron!" Climbing to her feet, she hurried towards them, "is he all right, what happened, where's Harry?"
Holding up her hand, Hermione answered delicately, "He's gonna be fine. He just has a bump on the head. Harry is facing Snape to protect the stone."
"Snape? Hermione I've been with Snape all evening, serving detention. Whoever Harry is with, it isn't that creep!" She looked worriedly to the door. "Get Ron to the infirmary, I'll go after Harry."
Hermione nodded, "Okay. Oh Bunny." She paused looking back at the Gryffindor. "If Harry left any of the potion, it's the tiniest bottle in the row, to get through the black flame. Please be careful."
Unsure what the girl was talking about, she nodded, "Thanks." Turning around, she entered the next room. It was a giant chest board. But for some reason all the pieces were shattered, only a few were remaining intact. Shaking her head, Bunny raced across the board to the other side.
She pushed open the door, and entered the most god awful smelling room she ever been in. Plugging her nose, she nearly gagged. Lying asleep on the floor was a sleeping troll
Thank heavens.
Gingerly she stepped around him, hoping to not to wake him. She made it successfully to the door, and she entered the next room.
Stepping into the room, she felt like she was in her Potion class. In front of her was a table with a row of potion bottles. But there was no black flame.
Eying her surroundings, she moved to the table and picked out the bottle Hermione had told her about. It was empty. "Oh well."
Setting it down, she moved across the room to the door, and pushed it open. She was jolted to find Harry in a struggle with Professor Quirrell. The burning in her arm seared her skin, almost making her cry out. Biting down on her lip, she forced it back.
What could she do?
Harry grabbed at Quirrell's face burning his skin. The Professor rolled away, and Harry went after him. Her hand flew to her mouth, how could she help him?
Quirrell screamed, as Harry clung to his arm, burning the flesh there. Why couldn't Quirrell touch his skin? What was going on?
Suddenly a voice shouted over the man's screams, "KILL HIM! KILL HIM!"
No!
"Harry! Harry!"
Pulling out her wand she aimed at Quirrell who had wrenched his arm away from Harry, sending the boy to the floor. Something from her memory slipped into her mind, a faded thought of a dark stormy night with creatures in black cloaks. Shaking her head to clear it, she shouted, "Crucio!"
Quirrell went down screaming in agony.
Falling to her knees, Bunny's stomach heaved. Gasping for air, she gagged. Her body shuddered, the screams killing her on the inside. They were too familiar
No, no not again.
'She had followed her mum out of the house, and down the street. Had hid beneath a parked van, at the opening of an alleyway, as her mum confronted a dark figure. She had seen from behind her fingers-'
Shuddering, she tried to shove back the horrible memories, the nightmare she didn't want to remember.
Bunny?
Blinking, she wondered if she was hearing things. Bunny lifted her head to find someone walking towards her. They were trying to talk to her. But the roaring rain and thunder in her ears was enough to block out the real world.
"Bunny!"
'Mum!'
The last thing she saw before she fainted was the faint image of her mother's dull eyes staring at her, as if the life had been drained from them.
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~~ One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, four .
Crash!
Yelping Bunny sat up in bed, throwing off her covers. Staring out the window, she shuddered as the rain pelted against the glass.
A sound outside her door startled her. Lying back down, she pulled the blankets to her neck, and closed her eyes.
Bunny?
She didn't move, didn't even open her eyes at the sound of her mother entering the room.
My little rabbit. My brave little Bunny. Please forgive me.
The door shut silently, and the crash outside her window rocked her awake. Scrambling out of the bed, she slipped into the pink bunny slippers, and tiptoed to the door. Opening it, she peeked out into the hallway.
The creak of the stairs pushed her to move. Scurrying down the narrow hall, she reached the top of the stairs as the front door shut. Bunny looked around, before silently she descended down to the first floor. Taking care to miss the fifth stair down, she made it successfully without a sound.
Mum?
She peered out the window to see a figure walking away from the house.
Mum?
Her mother had forgotten her umbrella. Grabbing the black one her mother liked best, she pulled the door open and entered the storm.
Running out into the rain she hurried after her mother who was huddled in her rain jacket, her head bent as she moved down the dark street. The streetlights were off, and there wasn't a sound that could penetrate the pattering of rain hitting asphalt, and the boom of thunder when lightning struck.
One one thousand, two one thousand, three.
Crash!
Crying out, she picked up her pace, her little legs trying to carry her along. The dark figure ahead of her grew clearer and clearer as she ran faster. Sliding to a stop she nearly ran into a parked van. Gasping, she peered around the back of it, and found her mother entering a dark and dank alley.
Mum?
She wanted to call out to her, to beg for her not go in. A loud boom sent her to the ground and crawling on her belly to get under the van.
Shivering from the rain she clutched the umbrella close as she curled into a ball.
Mum!
Looking down the alley, she watched her mother as she argued with a man. A bulky figure with others behind him, they were all cloaked in black.
Mum!!
The crashing of the lightning muffled her screams. One of the streetlights hit the ground, sparks flying. Lightning struck the street, and Bunny screamed in terror. Her hand flew to her face covering her eyes.
Mum, help me!
She cried, her body shaking in fear, fear of the storm, fear of the dark, but most of all fear of the men dressed in black.
Crucio!
Looking through the cracks of her fingers, she screamed, her fingers digging into her face. The bulky figure withered in pain on the wet floor, his screams of agony terrified her, but also, one of the cloaked men had tackled her mother to the ground.
MUM!
Still screaming, she dragged her body from beneath the van, skinning her elbows and knees on the cement. Gasping and crying she ran all the way home.
But not even she could black out the lifeless gray eyes that stared at her without life.
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Bunny shot up in bed screaming and crying that morning. Covering her face, she couldn't hold back the tears. Why couldn't she push it away, why couldn't she forget the horrible night she had followed her mother?
Go away, I don't want to remember.
Sobbing she rolled to her side and curled into a ball much like she had that night. But she wasn't given the time to feel guilty or to even hate herself. For someone had come to her that night, in the hospital.
Opening one blurry eye at the sound of her name, she saw white. Blinking, she wiped at her eyes to clear her vision. "P-Professor Dumbledore?"
"You know you gave a lot of people quite a fright." He moved closer so that he stood near her bed. "You're friends were worried when you never came to dinner, or to your classes today." His kind eyes moved over her shivering form beneath the blankets briefly.
Sinking into her bed she ducked her head shamefully. "They were worried about me?"
Nodding the older man turned to look at the doors. "Of all my years here at Hogwarts, not once have I been able to do, what you have done in the last year Bunny."
"Eh?"
Gazing back at her he answered softly, "You brought the houses together. Never, not when I was teaching, or as the Headmaster, seen a Slytherin interact with one of a house that didn't belong to theirs." He paused his eyes moved to the wall, as if he was slightly distracted. "Of course your friends worried about you Bunny, you are the only thing they can agree on. You hold them together." Suddenly he shook his head, "Don't mind me, I guess I'm a little jealous. But now to the matter at hand."
Wincing, she blurted out before he could continue, "I'm sorry Professor Dumbledore. I went against your rules again. But I- I knew Harry was in trouble, like the last time." she clenched her fist, "I couldn't, even though I was mad at him."
"Bunny." He laid a hand on her shoulder, "I know. Severus told me what happened. I feared this might be true. I believe we have much to talk about." Looking to the bed beyond her with a quick glance, he took a seat upon the empty one next to her. He faced her, his face kind, yet serious. "How much do you know of your mother?"
"My mum?" The image of the gray eyes flashed in her mind. Shivering, she answered, "Only what she told me. About her times here at Hogwarts, and about the wizardry world. About magic, and that's it, really. She worked with her best friend at the candy store, where I- I'm at now."
Sighing Dumbledore shook his head, "There is much I need to explain." Pausing he picked his words carefully, "Bunny your mother worked for the Ministry of Magic. During the times of Voldemort's rein, she." he hesitated, unsure how to explain something as difficult as what he had to say.
"She was a spy, Bunny. She went under cover as a death eater, and helped the Ministry of Magic to stop Voldemort."
Bunny caught her lip between her teeth, her eyes filling with tears. "My mum?" She wavered, and she was forced to wait to control her emotions. "That's why we moved so much?"
Dumbledore sighed, "Well after Voldemort's defeat, her secret was somehow found out."
Frowning he stopped short. "Bunny, last night, do you know that you used one of the unforgivable curses?" Startled by the change of topic, she shook her head, "I did?"
His frown deepened, "Bunny were you- did you see." Dragging in a rugged breath she feared the question. "See what?"
"Bunny were you there the night your mother was killed?"
Tears rushed to her eyes, and she vigorously shook her head, "No! Why would you ask that?"
Sighing, he added, "Bunny one of the death eaters the one that was caught that night, your mother used one of the unforgivable curses on him. The same one you used on Professor Quirrell."
Bunny shook her head, "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know any of the unforgivable curses."
Dumbledore stood, "I see. Well whether you did or did not Bunny, you saved Harry's life from Voldemort."
"V-V." she couldn't say it, she couldn't even think it. Gasping, she struggled to breathe. "He- he."
Nodding he answered, "Yes Voldemort was there, using Professor Quirrell as a puppet. But it's all over for now. Why don't you rest, for you have had a long night, and you have only been sleeping for a mere three hours."
Patting her shoulder he smiled warmly, "rest young one, you will be safe at home before you know it."
When he finally left, Bunny found herself lying on her side wide-awake and shaking in fear. The Dark Lord, she had actually been near him. Shuddering she closed her eyes hard, trying to smooth her jumbled nerves.
Opening her eyes, she saw Harry fast asleep two beds down from hers.
He was the Boy Who Lived. With that thought she took comfort, and was finally able to fall asleep.
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Okay we are almost to the end, can I hear a cheer? YAY!!!! Finally I know long story but it almost over. One more chap one more chap. I have decided on a few things, such as Bunny's Quidditch position. Hehe it will be SO much fun.
Umm well I think I will leave the romance polls for this last chapter, and will decide if I want to continue with the votes into the next Story. I'm almost afraid to lose half my readers if I close the votes early. But if you don't like the couple in this story then I promise I will try and write a story of a couple you prefer. Give any preferences, I could use a challenge.
Maybe I will consider writing a HP/SM story later on with Usagi and another senshi going to Hogwarts. Well who knows, I sure don't. But tell me did you like this chapter, or did you not. I was pretty fond of the end, I believe somewhat original. Don't worry Bunny wont be pure hero, she can become the victim too. Harry is still a main factor you know, and these stories are basically a 'what if' kind of thing. What I think would happen if Bunny were there at Hogwarts the same time as everyone else. Plus a few little twists of my own to spice the story a bit.
Polls!
Harry/Bunny: 64 wow lots of votes on Harry, but don't you guys want something a little diff for a change?
Ron/Bunny: 36 Poor guy he was doing so well in the beginning too. Must say I was looking forward to this couple.
Ron/Ami: 5 now this one would be interesting. I've thought from the beginning they could work.
Ron/Hermione: 6 Hmm can't say I am a fan but I can do it.
Draco/Bunny: 34 Hmm it was a maybe, but I have another story with him as the guy that gets the girl.
Draco/Lita: 11 now this would be FUN! Gryffindor and a Slytherin!
Fred or George/Bunny: 2 err I don't think they stand a chance. I think I'll go for a protective brother kind of relationship.
Fred of George/Mina: 5 I never thought of hooking her up with someone, but this might work. I could see Bunny playing matchmaker in her fourth year. Hehe.
Well I think that's it.
Well enjoy! Tata for now LP signing out