Chapter11: Pillow Talk

–and pushed her against the stone wall roughly. Vyk cried out in pain when the two hands pushed her harder against the wall and there was no where to go. A angry voice hissed at her, "You humiliated me in front of my friends and enemies, you used physical force against me, and that means I will just have to use physical force to humiliate you."

Vyk still couldn't see him, but she knew it was Malfoy pining her against the wall, he was stronger than he looked, but the pain in her arms and back just kept escalating. She was sure that she already had bruises to show. Suddenly his nails dug into her skin and she felt something wet trickle down her flushed skin.

"Wha- what..."Vyk began to ask, but Malfoy pushed her up with his body and she fell quiet. She was sure there were tears in her eyes already because the pain was unbearable. Summoning her strength to her arms, she pushed the invisible woe away from her and ran down the hall. She didn't think about where she was going, or ow loud she was, she just ran as fast as she could away from him. She found herself outside the hospital wing, she quickly threw open the door and ran inside. She heard him behind her, so she closed the door and leaned against it. She sighed heavily and quickly, and realized she wasn't alone in the room; Harry was there.

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Harry watched Vyk leave the room, and watched her return breathing quickly. She was out of breath and looked around her weary.

"What's wrong?" He asked full of concern. He hadn't wanted to talk to her before, after Dumbledore had talked, but he had a feeling that she wasn't okay. Vyk glanced at him and looked away, she walked to the bed she was in earlier and sat down. She said something that he couldn't hear while she took off her shoes.

"Sorry, didn't catch that." Harry said. Vyk turned to face him and replied, "Oh, umm..nothing. Do you know why Malfoy hates me so much? I know I...hurt him, but that isn't really any reason to hate someone, is there?"

"Malfoy is different from you and me; he doesn't think like we do. He probably hated you from the beginning because you are a Gryffindor and he's a Slytherin, and you kicking him there didn't help." Harry looked at her concerned still. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, it's just...nothing I guess..Someone attacked me and I thought it was Malfoy, but it couldn't be him because I didn't see him. But I felt him..am I making any sense?" Vyk looked at him fearfully, but Harry didn't know how to answer her question, so he just shrugged his shoulders.

"I dunno, I mean I know you can be invisible like a potion or an invisibility cloak, but I don't think Malfoy is smart enough to make the potion or have an invisibility cloak, he would have used, and he hasn't...or at least to my knowledge." Harry looked at her again, but she was staring off into her own world. Harry snapped his fingers.

"Hello? Anybody home?" He laughed as she blinked rapidly a few times and looked over at him. "Sorry," she said. "I was gazing off, I do that sometimes. I ...I wanted to ask you about my hand..your hand, too..I guess." Vyk looked down at her bandaged hand and started peeling at the bindings.

Harry looked down at his hand too. "I don't know, it's weird don't you think?" Vyk nodded. They were both silent for a moment, but Harry broke the silence. "You can do a patronus?" He sounded surprised at the statement. Vyk smiled secretly, "Yeah. It's a doe, she runs them down with her hoofs. I did it in my...third year. Some dementors found me, and thought I was Black, and I had known how to do them before, but I didn't know if I could really do it. I dunno, it just sort of happened." She was rambling, he could tell, but he didn't care. He liked sitting there talking to her. She was nice and funny with her words and little quirks. He didn't know her that well, but he could tell that he liked her.

Madame Pomfrey walked in and stopped dead in her tracks. "You two have been awake?! You should have been asleep and resting! Mr. Potter, I would have expected better behavior from you!" Harry and Vyk said their apologies and Madame Pomfrey walked away muttering something under her breath.

Harry and Vyk glanced over at each other and laughed. Vyk smiled and started playing with a string on her pillow. A big boom resounded from the hallways and many screams of awakened people from the racket. Harry andVyk rushed from the room to look at the major scene.

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Author's Note: I published this first with Vyk's name to be Aryn which is in another story I am writing. I feel really stupid, I think I am turning into a blonde, because just yesterday I walked all the way to Blockbuster without the movies. Duh! I am stupid.