Chapter 4 "Hey, Harry." "Yeah, Ron." Harry, Ron, and Draco sat under a tree watching Snape fuming after his run-in with James. "I just thought you'd like to know that you're glowing." "What?" Harry looked down, as did the others. They all found themselves to be glowing. "Look, Snape's moving!" Draco pointed to Servius walking into the castle. "I think we're going to another memory." Ron said this just as they evaporated into a cloud of green smoke and reappeared in the castle. A sixth year girl was walking down the hall, way after hours. Harry checked his watch and it was 10:00 PM. "What was that?" The girl turned her head toward a series of shouts coming down the hall. "Sounds like Filch strung those stall taggers by their toes again. "NOW GET OUT!" a deafening shout preceded a tall limp figure being thrown into the hall. "Servius?" The young girl whispered. She followed him down to the entrance of the Slytherine common room, so did the boys. "Servius wait up a second!" "Wha-? Oh hey... Megan, right?" Snape turned to face Megan, revealing a bruised and scarred face. "What happened?" Megan's face filled with concern. "Don't worry about it." He turned away and said the password. "No. I will worry about it." She grabbed his shoulder and turned him back to face her. "Tell me what's wrong." MO: Today I was coming back from detention. I swear one day they're liable to ban me from it. I'm there so often and always screw up something. Like the time I had to use the quill that cuts into your hand. I ended up doodling on my paper. Now I have little stick people up and down my right arm. But enough about that. I was walking down the hall and I heard a yell. It sounded like professor Ranovious Snape. But I wasn't sure. What I saw then proved it was. Servius stumbled into the hall. I followed him to see what was wrong. He was really beat up good. "It's none of your business." Again. Snape turned away. Megan spun him around and grabbed his tie. She pulled him toward her and kissed him, and kissed him, and still kissed him. This is starting to get boring. And then Megan finally broke away. "Now as your official, unofficial, girlfriend, I'm making it my official business. Officially. "Ewww, Professor?" Draco was disgusted that a teacher could actually show emotion. "I've got to go." Servius rushed off into the common room. The picture swung shut, keeping Megan from following. SS: What was I supposed to do? She just waltz up and started giving me the third degree. I couldn't have told Megan the truth, how my father beats me. I remember how she bounded up to me. Her long blond hair was wavy, because she had it braided the day before. The gentle ways caressed her face made her look so angelic she was practically glowing. Although it could have been make up. No. She doesn't wear makeup, doesn't touch it. I overheard her roommate, Caroline, trying to convince her to do her 'colors'. Whatever that means. I don't think she needs the makeup. I'm even surprised she had her hair braided. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. She makes me want to tell her the truth, tell her everything. She makes me want to spill me soul to her. I don't know. I need to sort things out.