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Riley on the other hand was in for pure torture, but what else was new? She glared up at the man that held her arm in a firm grasp. Lucius Malfoy. Father of the manipulative but occasionally nice Draco Malfoy. Lucuis stopped abruptly and Riley stumbled to a halt, her blonde hair falling into her eyes. Riley grimaced, this always happened. She always had to go back; she was never allowed any freedom. She glanced around the now darkened alley, this was probably the last time she'd ever see it again. With that she was swept into her torturesom prison, the one she hated, the one she was confined to, the place where her so called 'father' was.
The following weeks were great for Harry. He had the time of his life. Thoughts of that unpleasant dream were swept from his mind, and soon became a distant memory, a very unruly, stupid, false memory. Fred and George lost their privacy and were continually bombarded by their mother, for any new 'Weasley Wizard's Weazes' projects. They became always annoyed and fights with Mrs. Weasley were more prone and happened quite a bit more. Bill was still in Africa working for Gringotts, and due to 'problems' (that's all Mrs. Weasley would call it) he couldn't come to visit. Charlie on the other hand managed a very brief visit. Though it seemed he was a bit ticked off, as one might say, with his boss, who was ordering Charlie to begin training a dragon breed called a Japanese Stelegupuf (St-e-leg-e-puff) Crouching Dragon. Harry thought it sounded difficult to handle just by the name. Ginny had matured a bit and she and Colin seemed to be hitting it off, Harry was very thankful that she finally had a distraction to keep her from Harry. The last few years with her had been nothing but awkward. All in all the Weasley children seemed happy. Yet Harry couldn't help but notice the weird vibes and the new awkwardness when Ron and Hermione were in the room. Turned out Hermione had broken off her 'friendship' she called it, with Krum.
"Friendship?" Ron burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Hermione demanded. Harry had to laugh at Hermione's seemingly oblivious attitude.
"Hermione, friends don't, er, well they don't uh-"Ron tried to explain
"Spit it out!" Hermione seemed very annoyed now.
"They don't 'make out'," Ron managed to say. That did it, Harry doubled over in laughter.
"We never-"
"Oh please Hermione, I saw you at the Yule Ball," Ron said, totally lying but enjoying watching Hermione squirm with her questions of 'What?', 'Where?', and 'When?'.
Yes it had to be said; Harry had the best friends imaginable. They were few, but they were great. Unlike some people that had a total of zero friends. Like the poor girl wandering around, now nearing London. The girl with the emerald eyes. The girl that had spent so long crying. The girl that had finally made it to where she'd longed to go for so long. The girl with no past.
Finally September first dawned cold and windy, with a hint of rain brewing. Harry rolled out of his bed, tousle haired and puffy eyed. The Burrow slowly got ready to leave for Hogwarts, but left early (imagine that). Mrs. & Mr. Weasley got trolleys for the lot of them and helped them push through the barrier where there was a short goodbye and a brief fight with the twins and Mrs. Weasley.
Harry, Ron and Hermione all got a compartment to themselves as usual. They chatted merrily avoiding as many scoffs as was possible when you put Hermione and Ron in a room together with too many differences of opinion. They weren't the only pairs of friends sitting alone though.
Isabella Peters sat in her compartment staring at the window absentmindedly nodding and muttering comments every now and then so that her best friend Morgan LeFay thought she was really listening. Isabella wasn't usually so self-centered, but right now she just needed to think about herself and her problems. Like her parents' recent death. The fact that she'd had to go live with her horrible Aunt Genebla, who had to be the most irritating clean freak ever. (Did I say Genebla? I meant my own mother. lol) Suddenly though a different voice than just Morgan's babbling filled her ears and Isabella became aware that she was being asked a question. She turned to see a petite girl with long wavy hair standing in the doorway. She was asking if she could sit with them. Isabella nodded kindly and the girl sat down across from her. She seemed so innocent, like her eyes could have never seen anything bad. Like if you pinched her she may well die right then and there. But Isabella didn't yet know this girl. So why was she so quick to make assumptions? Isabella continued her internal fight unaware that Morgan was now chatting happily with the girl, whose name turned out to be Riley.
"So, Riley, where do you come from? I mean which house?" Morgan asked.
"Well, I don't really have a house yet I mean," Riley answered. Morgan and Isabella stared.
"I'm new," she practically whispered.
"But you're not a first year? Have you ever heard of that Izzy?" Morgan asked referring to Isabella.
"Nope," she replied simply. Riley explained, not knowing that she was being watched.
"Shut it Malfoy!" Ron bellowed. Draco Malfoy stood in their compartment doorway flanked by his usual cronies. Draco snickered.
"Oh so you want to see another spell bomb like last year?" Hermione taunted pulling out her wand.
"Or how about another round of 'ferret fun'?" Harry said standing up. Draco went a bit paler than usual (if possible). He glared and left them in peace. He walked down the corridor and stopped suddenly when he heard a voice. A voice that was somehow familiar. He turned and saw in a compartment three girls. One with dark brown curls slightly past her shoulders was asking a blonde a question. The third asked about the houses while flipping her own straight brown hair. The blonde had such a sultry voice, and she looked unmistakable like-
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the two blundering fools at his sides. He shook the girl from his mind and continued to his own compartment.
As the train slowed to a stop Isabella and Morgan changed their robes, not noticing Riley was now no where in sight. Not knowing where she could have gone. But what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, or would it?
All the Hogwarts students exited the trains. Each with an expression of either utter delight or confusion on their faces. The train had stopped at Hogsmead. A city completely composed of citizens with knowledge or at least some basis in the magical community. It was nice being back. Everyone was there. Everyone that is except for a girl with blonde hair and dark green eyes. A girl who no one even really knew much about. A girl that nobody even knew existed. Everyone was granted time to spend at Hogsmead. They were allowed a half hours time to do basically whatever they wanted. Harry decided to take his chances and let out his baby Pegasus. It had been forced to spend quiet a lot of time in a chest which was only opened for feeding. Harry was shocked. The baby Pegasus was acting rather tame. It even began to sit on his shoulder. The baby was attracting lots of attention as Harry walked around with his friends at Hogsmead. Especially the attention of Isabella and Morgan.
Isabella and Morgan were standing in the far corner of the joke shop when Isabella shouted out in a voice audible to practically everyone on the street. "Oh Morgan Look! Look at what Harry has!" Isabella grabbed Morgan by the arm and ran directly towards Harry. "What are you talking about?" Morgan asked until she saw the Pegasus. "Isn't it just so cute?" Morgan looked closely at the Pegasus but then her eyes finally saw Harry. Isabella took notice of the slight blush in Morgan's cheeks. "What's his name? It is a he right?" Morgan asked shyly. Harry turned towards Morgan. His eyes finally got a close glimpse of Morgan. He blushed, just slightly but still enough for Isabella to notice. "Well...uhh...well, it is a he, it's just...it's just, well, I can't think of a name for him yet. I mean in the book Hermione gave me it says that the name can effect the animal's personality." "Oh I get it" said Isabella." It's so cute. Isn't it Morgan?" "Yeah. It's real cute. Well we gotta go. Bye. See you guys later." "Bye." said Harry shyly. Ron looked at Harry. A slight grin on his face. "I saw that!" He exclaimed.
"Saw what?" asked Harry confusedly. "Awww. Never mind." Ron said, slightly rolling his eyes. It was then that Hermione started tugging on Harry and Ron's robes. "What?" asked Ron and Harry simultaneously. "Look who's here?" said Hermione in a low and just barely audible voice. "Who?" questioned Ron and Harry with a look of bewilderment on their faces.
"Look over there down the street and to the right. You know towards the cave where Sirius was hiding."
Ron and Harry looked in that direction. Their faces immediately displayed a look of shock. "What are they doing here?" Ron asked in a concerned voice. "I don't know." answered Hermione. "Why don't we just go over there and pretend were getting some butterbeers and find out?" Harry said. He had been certain that they were up to something and he desperately wanted to know what it was. "Let's go." said Ron and Hermione. They slowly walked over to investigate. They decided not to push their luck and get only to where they could eavesdrop on what they were saying. "What do you mean you can't find her Mr. Crabbe? She was just here a moment ago how far can a sixteen year old girl get?"
"I don't know Mr. Malfoy. All I know is that I can't find her. I've looked all around here. Where else could she be?"
"You were a fool to loose her in the first place. I'll make sure you pay for this. How about you Mr. Goyle? Any sign of the girl?"
"No Mr. Malfoy sir, she's gone. There isn't a trace of Ri...owwww! What did you do that for?"
"Well, well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter. Oh and his mudblood girlfriend too."
"She's not my girlfriend" shouted Harry.
"Oh yes I forgot she's two timing you with that ugly apelike quidditch player."
"What do you want Malfoy?" shouted Ron his voice and face emitting nothing but fury.
"Well nothing that concerns the three of you. Good day". Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle all left quickly as if they had something very important to discuss.
"What was all that about?" Said Hermione pretending not to have heard anything pertaining to her. "I don't know. They are looking for a girl or something. I couldn't catch the name." said Harry still deep in his thoughts. Ron and Hermione were also trying to think of what had just happened. They could tell that something was amiss but they didn't know what it was. "Well, maybe there's another death eater around here that they are looking for?" said Ron. "Maybe," said Hermione with a not too convinced look on her face.
"Hey you guys come on we gotta go now. Time's almost up!" shouted Neville from the carriages. Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran as fast as possible to get to the carriages in time.
Harry Ron and Hermione shared a carriage wit Fred and George. They originally were consumed with thought over what just happened. Fred and George fixed that soon enough. He startled the Pegasus by opening a package of filibuster fireworks. The Pegasus was all over the place scared to death of the sparkling stars. It whacked George in the face two times. It finally settled down when it realized that the sparkling stars weren't hurting it. It didn't really matter that it calmed down to begin with since they were already fast approaching the castle.
The castle lay before them. Harry sat gazing at its beauty. The carriages finally came to a halt and all the students filed out of the carriages, except Harry. The baby Pegasus refused to leave the carriage. "Oh come on I don't have time to argue with you get out of the carriage right now James!" Harry's voice ordered. "I see you named your Pegasus James, Harry." Hagrid's voice sounded behind him. "I did?" asked Harry. "Yeah you just called him that right now? Didn't you listen to what you said?" asked Hagrid. "I guess I did name him James...hmmm. Come on James" said Harry. James flew out of the carriage and landed once again on Harry's shoulder. "Say Harry you better get in there I think the sorting Ceremony is done already. The feast is probably going to start soon." said Hagrid with a smile on his face. Harry quickly ran into the castle and tried to sneak quietly into the great hall, but to no avail. The students all turned to look at him. Harry just bowed his head and grabbed the seat that Ron and Hermione had save him. "Is the sorting ceremony over?" Harry asked Ron sitting right beside him. "Yeah. Dumbledore's about to make a speech right now." Ron informed Harry.
"Most of you already know that last year Hogwarts hosted the Triwizard tournament. It is with a heavy heart that I tell you there will be no triwizard tournament thin year. For those of you who weren't here last year it is because one of our loved students Cedric Diggory representing the Hufflepuff's died. I am however pleased to inform you that Quidditch will be going on as it regularly does. This year we will also have a spring dance. The house cup was not awarded last year because of the horrible event that occurred at the time. It is now that I award the house cup as it rightly belongs to GRYFFINDOR." All the students in the great hall with the exceptions of the slytherins cheered. "The house cup competition will also be taking place this year as well. Oh and first years will note that the forbidden forest is out of bounds to all students and that students may not walk about the castle at night. With that said let the feast be..."
SLAM!
Everyone turned and looked. A girl with Blonde Hair and Green eyes stumbled into the great Hall. She had a look of terror and Fatigue on her face. She made her way to the center of the great hall and looked up at Dumbledore. "Help me." Her weak voice said. Shortly after she fainted. For no reason at all Draco Malfoy ran up to the girl trying to see if she was alright. The teachers all had shocked expressions on their faces. Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey quickly went to the girl. They used a levitation charm to take her to the hospital wing. All the students stared motionless. No one dared to speak a word. "Carry on students" Dumbledore stated in a grave and hushed voice. For the most part students began to chatter again but Harry Ron and Hermione did not. "Who do you think that was" Ron asked. "Well one thing is for certain the teachers know who she is and so does Draco." said Hermione. "How do you know?" asked Harry "Didn't you see the look on their faces? Believe me they know who she is alright. As for Draco, when have you ever known him to come to some one's aid?" "Hermione's right," said Harry, "Whoever she is, she's not supposed to be here. The teachers all know it. I just wonder who she really is why she's here and weather or not she has something to do with the girl Malfoy was looking for at Hogsmead." With that said they once again became consumed by thought. Who is she really? What connection does she have to the Malfoy's? Why would the Malfoy's be looking for her? How is it all the teachers know who she is? Harry could think of nothing else through the entire feast.
Wow... I didn't expect anyone to have reviewed my story yet. Thanks for the reviews everyone! Here is another chapter; I will try to get another one out pretty quick. So enjoy for now!!
Riley on the other hand was in for pure torture, but what else was new? She glared up at the man that held her arm in a firm grasp. Lucius Malfoy. Father of the manipulative but occasionally nice Draco Malfoy. Lucuis stopped abruptly and Riley stumbled to a halt, her blonde hair falling into her eyes. Riley grimaced, this always happened. She always had to go back; she was never allowed any freedom. She glanced around the now darkened alley, this was probably the last time she'd ever see it again. With that she was swept into her torturesom prison, the one she hated, the one she was confined to, the place where her so called 'father' was.
The following weeks were great for Harry. He had the time of his life. Thoughts of that unpleasant dream were swept from his mind, and soon became a distant memory, a very unruly, stupid, false memory. Fred and George lost their privacy and were continually bombarded by their mother, for any new 'Weasley Wizard's Weazes' projects. They became always annoyed and fights with Mrs. Weasley were more prone and happened quite a bit more. Bill was still in Africa working for Gringotts, and due to 'problems' (that's all Mrs. Weasley would call it) he couldn't come to visit. Charlie on the other hand managed a very brief visit. Though it seemed he was a bit ticked off, as one might say, with his boss, who was ordering Charlie to begin training a dragon breed called a Japanese Stelegupuf (St-e-leg-e-puff) Crouching Dragon. Harry thought it sounded difficult to handle just by the name. Ginny had matured a bit and she and Colin seemed to be hitting it off, Harry was very thankful that she finally had a distraction to keep her from Harry. The last few years with her had been nothing but awkward. All in all the Weasley children seemed happy. Yet Harry couldn't help but notice the weird vibes and the new awkwardness when Ron and Hermione were in the room. Turned out Hermione had broken off her 'friendship' she called it, with Krum.
"Friendship?" Ron burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Hermione demanded. Harry had to laugh at Hermione's seemingly oblivious attitude.
"Hermione, friends don't, er, well they don't uh-"Ron tried to explain
"Spit it out!" Hermione seemed very annoyed now.
"They don't 'make out'," Ron managed to say. That did it, Harry doubled over in laughter.
"We never-"
"Oh please Hermione, I saw you at the Yule Ball," Ron said, totally lying but enjoying watching Hermione squirm with her questions of 'What?', 'Where?', and 'When?'.
Yes it had to be said; Harry had the best friends imaginable. They were few, but they were great. Unlike some people that had a total of zero friends. Like the poor girl wandering around, now nearing London. The girl with the emerald eyes. The girl that had spent so long crying. The girl that had finally made it to where she'd longed to go for so long. The girl with no past.
Finally September first dawned cold and windy, with a hint of rain brewing. Harry rolled out of his bed, tousle haired and puffy eyed. The Burrow slowly got ready to leave for Hogwarts, but left early (imagine that). Mrs. & Mr. Weasley got trolleys for the lot of them and helped them push through the barrier where there was a short goodbye and a brief fight with the twins and Mrs. Weasley.
Harry, Ron and Hermione all got a compartment to themselves as usual. They chatted merrily avoiding as many scoffs as was possible when you put Hermione and Ron in a room together with too many differences of opinion. They weren't the only pairs of friends sitting alone though.
Isabella Peters sat in her compartment staring at the window absentmindedly nodding and muttering comments every now and then so that her best friend Morgan LeFay thought she was really listening. Isabella wasn't usually so self-centered, but right now she just needed to think about herself and her problems. Like her parents' recent death. The fact that she'd had to go live with her horrible Aunt Genebla, who had to be the most irritating clean freak ever. (Did I say Genebla? I meant my own mother. lol) Suddenly though a different voice than just Morgan's babbling filled her ears and Isabella became aware that she was being asked a question. She turned to see a petite girl with long wavy hair standing in the doorway. She was asking if she could sit with them. Isabella nodded kindly and the girl sat down across from her. She seemed so innocent, like her eyes could have never seen anything bad. Like if you pinched her she may well die right then and there. But Isabella didn't yet know this girl. So why was she so quick to make assumptions? Isabella continued her internal fight unaware that Morgan was now chatting happily with the girl, whose name turned out to be Riley.
"So, Riley, where do you come from? I mean which house?" Morgan asked.
"Well, I don't really have a house yet I mean," Riley answered. Morgan and Isabella stared.
"I'm new," she practically whispered.
"But you're not a first year? Have you ever heard of that Izzy?" Morgan asked referring to Isabella.
"Nope," she replied simply. Riley explained, not knowing that she was being watched.
"Shut it Malfoy!" Ron bellowed. Draco Malfoy stood in their compartment doorway flanked by his usual cronies. Draco snickered.
"Oh so you want to see another spell bomb like last year?" Hermione taunted pulling out her wand.
"Or how about another round of 'ferret fun'?" Harry said standing up. Draco went a bit paler than usual (if possible). He glared and left them in peace. He walked down the corridor and stopped suddenly when he heard a voice. A voice that was somehow familiar. He turned and saw in a compartment three girls. One with dark brown curls slightly past her shoulders was asking a blonde a question. The third asked about the houses while flipping her own straight brown hair. The blonde had such a sultry voice, and she looked unmistakable like-
Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the two blundering fools at his sides. He shook the girl from his mind and continued to his own compartment.
As the train slowed to a stop Isabella and Morgan changed their robes, not noticing Riley was now no where in sight. Not knowing where she could have gone. But what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, or would it?
All the Hogwarts students exited the trains. Each with an expression of either utter delight or confusion on their faces. The train had stopped at Hogsmead. A city completely composed of citizens with knowledge or at least some basis in the magical community. It was nice being back. Everyone was there. Everyone that is except for a girl with blonde hair and dark green eyes. A girl who no one even really knew much about. A girl that nobody even knew existed. Everyone was granted time to spend at Hogsmead. They were allowed a half hours time to do basically whatever they wanted. Harry decided to take his chances and let out his baby Pegasus. It had been forced to spend quiet a lot of time in a chest which was only opened for feeding. Harry was shocked. The baby Pegasus was acting rather tame. It even began to sit on his shoulder. The baby was attracting lots of attention as Harry walked around with his friends at Hogsmead. Especially the attention of Isabella and Morgan.
Isabella and Morgan were standing in the far corner of the joke shop when Isabella shouted out in a voice audible to practically everyone on the street. "Oh Morgan Look! Look at what Harry has!" Isabella grabbed Morgan by the arm and ran directly towards Harry. "What are you talking about?" Morgan asked until she saw the Pegasus. "Isn't it just so cute?" Morgan looked closely at the Pegasus but then her eyes finally saw Harry. Isabella took notice of the slight blush in Morgan's cheeks. "What's his name? It is a he right?" Morgan asked shyly. Harry turned towards Morgan. His eyes finally got a close glimpse of Morgan. He blushed, just slightly but still enough for Isabella to notice. "Well...uhh...well, it is a he, it's just...it's just, well, I can't think of a name for him yet. I mean in the book Hermione gave me it says that the name can effect the animal's personality." "Oh I get it" said Isabella." It's so cute. Isn't it Morgan?" "Yeah. It's real cute. Well we gotta go. Bye. See you guys later." "Bye." said Harry shyly. Ron looked at Harry. A slight grin on his face. "I saw that!" He exclaimed.
"Saw what?" asked Harry confusedly. "Awww. Never mind." Ron said, slightly rolling his eyes. It was then that Hermione started tugging on Harry and Ron's robes. "What?" asked Ron and Harry simultaneously. "Look who's here?" said Hermione in a low and just barely audible voice. "Who?" questioned Ron and Harry with a look of bewilderment on their faces.
"Look over there down the street and to the right. You know towards the cave where Sirius was hiding."
Ron and Harry looked in that direction. Their faces immediately displayed a look of shock. "What are they doing here?" Ron asked in a concerned voice. "I don't know." answered Hermione. "Why don't we just go over there and pretend were getting some butterbeers and find out?" Harry said. He had been certain that they were up to something and he desperately wanted to know what it was. "Let's go." said Ron and Hermione. They slowly walked over to investigate. They decided not to push their luck and get only to where they could eavesdrop on what they were saying. "What do you mean you can't find her Mr. Crabbe? She was just here a moment ago how far can a sixteen year old girl get?"
"I don't know Mr. Malfoy. All I know is that I can't find her. I've looked all around here. Where else could she be?"
"You were a fool to loose her in the first place. I'll make sure you pay for this. How about you Mr. Goyle? Any sign of the girl?"
"No Mr. Malfoy sir, she's gone. There isn't a trace of Ri...owwww! What did you do that for?"
"Well, well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter. Oh and his mudblood girlfriend too."
"She's not my girlfriend" shouted Harry.
"Oh yes I forgot she's two timing you with that ugly apelike quidditch player."
"What do you want Malfoy?" shouted Ron his voice and face emitting nothing but fury.
"Well nothing that concerns the three of you. Good day". Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle all left quickly as if they had something very important to discuss.
"What was all that about?" Said Hermione pretending not to have heard anything pertaining to her. "I don't know. They are looking for a girl or something. I couldn't catch the name." said Harry still deep in his thoughts. Ron and Hermione were also trying to think of what had just happened. They could tell that something was amiss but they didn't know what it was. "Well, maybe there's another death eater around here that they are looking for?" said Ron. "Maybe," said Hermione with a not too convinced look on her face.
"Hey you guys come on we gotta go now. Time's almost up!" shouted Neville from the carriages. Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran as fast as possible to get to the carriages in time.
Harry Ron and Hermione shared a carriage wit Fred and George. They originally were consumed with thought over what just happened. Fred and George fixed that soon enough. He startled the Pegasus by opening a package of filibuster fireworks. The Pegasus was all over the place scared to death of the sparkling stars. It whacked George in the face two times. It finally settled down when it realized that the sparkling stars weren't hurting it. It didn't really matter that it calmed down to begin with since they were already fast approaching the castle.
The castle lay before them. Harry sat gazing at its beauty. The carriages finally came to a halt and all the students filed out of the carriages, except Harry. The baby Pegasus refused to leave the carriage. "Oh come on I don't have time to argue with you get out of the carriage right now James!" Harry's voice ordered. "I see you named your Pegasus James, Harry." Hagrid's voice sounded behind him. "I did?" asked Harry. "Yeah you just called him that right now? Didn't you listen to what you said?" asked Hagrid. "I guess I did name him James...hmmm. Come on James" said Harry. James flew out of the carriage and landed once again on Harry's shoulder. "Say Harry you better get in there I think the sorting Ceremony is done already. The feast is probably going to start soon." said Hagrid with a smile on his face. Harry quickly ran into the castle and tried to sneak quietly into the great hall, but to no avail. The students all turned to look at him. Harry just bowed his head and grabbed the seat that Ron and Hermione had save him. "Is the sorting ceremony over?" Harry asked Ron sitting right beside him. "Yeah. Dumbledore's about to make a speech right now." Ron informed Harry.
"Most of you already know that last year Hogwarts hosted the Triwizard tournament. It is with a heavy heart that I tell you there will be no triwizard tournament thin year. For those of you who weren't here last year it is because one of our loved students Cedric Diggory representing the Hufflepuff's died. I am however pleased to inform you that Quidditch will be going on as it regularly does. This year we will also have a spring dance. The house cup was not awarded last year because of the horrible event that occurred at the time. It is now that I award the house cup as it rightly belongs to GRYFFINDOR." All the students in the great hall with the exceptions of the slytherins cheered. "The house cup competition will also be taking place this year as well. Oh and first years will note that the forbidden forest is out of bounds to all students and that students may not walk about the castle at night. With that said let the feast be..."
SLAM!
Everyone turned and looked. A girl with Blonde Hair and Green eyes stumbled into the great Hall. She had a look of terror and Fatigue on her face. She made her way to the center of the great hall and looked up at Dumbledore. "Help me." Her weak voice said. Shortly after she fainted. For no reason at all Draco Malfoy ran up to the girl trying to see if she was alright. The teachers all had shocked expressions on their faces. Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey quickly went to the girl. They used a levitation charm to take her to the hospital wing. All the students stared motionless. No one dared to speak a word. "Carry on students" Dumbledore stated in a grave and hushed voice. For the most part students began to chatter again but Harry Ron and Hermione did not. "Who do you think that was" Ron asked. "Well one thing is for certain the teachers know who she is and so does Draco." said Hermione. "How do you know?" asked Harry "Didn't you see the look on their faces? Believe me they know who she is alright. As for Draco, when have you ever known him to come to some one's aid?" "Hermione's right," said Harry, "Whoever she is, she's not supposed to be here. The teachers all know it. I just wonder who she really is why she's here and weather or not she has something to do with the girl Malfoy was looking for at Hogsmead." With that said they once again became consumed by thought. Who is she really? What connection does she have to the Malfoy's? Why would the Malfoy's be looking for her? How is it all the teachers know who she is? Harry could think of nothing else through the entire feast.