Chapter 9: Blood Connection.

Vyk and Hermione walked side by side to Transfiguration, tagging along behind Ron and Harry. Ron was going into a detailed description of a quidditch game and Harry was listening, but didn't really act like he was paying attention.

"It's good to have a girl to talk to. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love Ron and Harry, and I have Ginny, but you aren't like them. Ginny is younger than I am and we don't have the same interests, but we get along fine." Hermione sounded appreciative of Vyk's presence, and before Vyk knew where they were, they walked into the Transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonnagal was sitting at her desk waiting for the students to file in.

The deputy headmistress talked awhile about O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s before telling them their assignment, which was to transfigure a chair into an animal. Hermione completed the task first by the chair turning into a dog, which was expected, but it came to a real shock when Vyk completed it second with a horse standing next to her. The professor congratulated both Hermione and Vyk and gave them five points each for beating a record time. Harry and Ron finally managed to transfigure their chairs properly, but couldn't get them back to being a chair.

Hermione and Vyk left for Arithmancy, while Ron and Harry went to Divination. Hermione went on talking about Professor Vector, but Vyk wasn't paying attention because she had a really bad headache and felt dizzy again. They walked in and sat down, Vyk dropped ehr head on the table with a little too much force, and bounded back up because of the searing pain behind her eyes.

"Are you alright? Because you don't look so great. Maybe you are still sick and should go to the hospital wing." Hermione looked at her filled with concern. But Vyk just shook her head, which made it hurt even more. She felt something wet dribble down her finger tips, and heard Hermione gasp.

"Professor Vector, my friend needs to go to the hospital wing, may I take her?" Hermione stood up and asked the teacher, and he looked at Vyk and nodded his head. Hermione grabbed Vyk and hauled her out of the class and to the hospital wing. When they reached it, Vyk's hand was bleeding freely and was holing her robes to her hand in an attempt to staunch the blood, but it was futile.

Madame Pomfrey rushed over to Vyk and pulled her onto a bed to sit down, she surveyed her hand and asked Hermione something, but Vyk couldn't hear anything. She wasn't paying attention to anything, she felt a big wave come over her and blacked out for the second time in two days.

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Harry felt bad, and he didn't know why, maybe it was the room. It was boiling hot inside Professor Trelawney's room, and Ron was still going on about the same quidditch match. Harry laid his head down on the table and groaned. He still felt bad, and Ron asked him if he was okay. Harry turned and cut his hand on the table. He sucked in some air, and Professor Trelawney rushed over to see what was happening.

"You had best go to the hospital wing, Mr. Potter. You wouldn't want that to get infected. It's a shame too, because class has barely even started. Go on, go on." Harry didn't need to be told twice to leave, so he grabbed his books and climbed down the ladder and walked to the hospital wing. He walked inside and saw Hermione standing there beside Vyk, and Madame Pomfrey was trying to mop up a severe blood flow from her hand, but she was laying on the bed, unconscious. Harry looked down at his hand, and at Vyk's hand, and then back to his own hand. Something's not right. How could this happen? I mean I cut my hand and it started bleeding, and her hand is bleeding. What does this mean?

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Author's Note: Sorry, I couldn't resist adding another chapter, and I will update when I get back from vacation on the 20th. I have no use of a computer where I am going. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, keep reviewing. Ash