Chapter 8: Help is Always a Good Thing

Harry saw Vyk go to kick Malfoy, but didn't bother to stop him, because he deserved it. No one should mess with that girl, she'd already taken on that weird beast just yesterday. She must be tired and drained, that was how he always felt after fighting any one, but his was always at the end of the year and after exams, so he had time to recover, but she didn't. He felt sorry for her and wanted to help her, but Hermione said that she would handle it and they should go eat, and Ron was hungry so they did.

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Vyk poured over the toilet basin, with her hands bracing the sides for support. Someone rushed inside the bathroom and called out her name, it was Hermione. Vyk groaned and threw up again. Hermione rushed inside the stall, and looked Vyk over with pity. She stepped forward and pulled back Vyk's hair and held it out of the way for the nothingness spewing from her mouth. There was nothing to give up, besides her medicine and it immediately made her feel dizzy and out of it.

Whern Vyk felt finished she sat back against the wall with Hermione still holding her hair, Vyk wiped her mouth on her robes and looked up at Hermione. Hermione looked disgusted but didn't move, she was acting like they were friends. Vyk laughed at her expression and smiled.

"You don't have to be here doing this for me, you know. I'm not complaining, or anything, but you don't..." Vyk looked away from Hermione's pleading face. Hermione stood up and simply said, "I am here because I want to."

"Vyk walked her hands up the wall so she could stand. She hobbled over to the sink and washed her mouth out with water, and cleaned her robes with a simple spell. "So, how did that Malfoy react to me and what I did.." Vyk started laughing in the middle of her sentence, and Hermione joined in too.

"He looked like he couldn't believe that you actually did that to him. When I left, he was sprawled on the ground, writhing in pain." Hermione was continuing to laugh, as she started walking to the door. "Are you still hungry for Breakfast? I imagine not, but the offer is still open." Vyk shook her head no at Hermione's question, and followed her out of the bathroom.

"No, not so much any more. I don't really understand what Malfoy wanted with me, because I sure have not done anything to him. I have only talked to you three, besides Dumbledore." Vyk asked more to herself than to Hermione, who just shrugged her shoulders. They walked back to the Great Hall, and sat down at the Gryffindor table along with Harry and Ron, who were eating like there was no tomorrow. Vyk could not believe that someone could consume food as quickly, or as much, as teenage boys did. Vyk looked at the empty plate in front of her, and then at the overfilled plates of the people surrounding her. Vyk looked at her schedule and it had Transfiguration, Arithmancy, and Double Potions all in the same day; Monday.

Vyk had always hated Mondays, and she had no idea why. Maybe it was because she had school on those days, but she liked school so she still didn't understand why. Hermione showed Vyk her schedule, and they had the same classes, and so did Harry and Ron, but they had Divination instead of Arithmancy. Vyk nodded and sighed, she was already tired and it wasn't even first period, she could tell that this was going to be a long day.

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Author's Note: I know I said that you would find out what Malfoy does, but that is going to happen later. No cliffie this time, but a bit of foreshadowing. I am going out of town on Saturday, so not new chapters for awhile, sorry. I hate vacations..gir...take me away from my writing. Okay, thanks for reviewing and keep burning.Ash