Three months had passed, and Tiff was up and about again. The day after the night that the foursome group had seen the hospital incident Tiff was feeling better than ever. On occasions she would feel faint, but as soon as Harry, Ron, Hermione, or Draco helped her to the hospital wing or to a teacher she would feel better. It seemed very strange, but they were glad that Tiff wasn't dead. Most of the school learned about Tiff's absence from classes a few weeks after Tiff started telling the students the story, she just left the part that she was a fairy out. For a few days Cho would talk to Harry. She would always be complimenting him for making Dark Illusion shut up with the silencing spell. Then, Cho started to feel a little jealous. She asked Harry questions that he didn't know how to answer in the best way. He ended up getting Cho mad at him, again.

"Tiff!"

Tiff looked behind her and saw Ron running up the stairs to her. "Hey Ron. What's going on?"

"The second Quidditch match of the year is starting soon."

"When was the first match?"

"You were still in the hospital. Anyways, come on. It's Slytherin vs. Gryffindor."

"Oh great," Tiff said sarcastically, "Draco and Harry fighting for the snitch. Something I can't stop. Oh well."

"Hey, are you coming or what?"

"Yeah. Let me just go grab my cloak." Tiff ran into the Ravenclaw common room, up the stairs to her dormitory, and to her bed. Her cloak laid on there wrinkleless.

"There you are?" Ron said as soon as Tiff came out with her cloak. "Is that a new cloak Tiff?"

"It's a gift from my father."

"Good one Tiff. Good impression of Draco."

"No, I'm serious. It's a gift from my father."

"Oh." Ron felt stupid.

Tiff and Ron ran all the way to the Quidditch field.

"Hermione's already waiting in the stands. I have to go to the changing room."

"Okay. Block all the shots." Tiff gave Ron two thumbs up.

"Thanks." Ron went off to the changing rooms.

Tiff ran up into the stands. She found Hermione standing next to Hagrid.

"Tiff! The game's about to start!" Hagrid boomed.

Tiff ran over to Hagrid and Hermione. "Hey."

"Hello and welcome to today's quidditch match!" Lee screamed into the speaker. "Today will be Gryffindor vs. Slytherin!"

Screaming was all over the stands. Tiff saw the teams come out and fly around the stadium. The match began. Ron's skills had looked as if they had improved a lot more over the summer. Harry had told her about Ron's skills at Quidditch during their fifth year. Tiff had been a little lonely when she was still in the hospital wing, so Harry would visit her and tell her stories about his past years at Hogwarts and the summer he found out he was a wizard. Tiff enjoyed each and every one of them.

Twenty minutes passed and Gryffindor was in the lead with twenty points. Tiff spotted Harry zooming around the stadium searching for the snitch. She also spotted Draco searching for the snitch. Tiff looked around and suddenly saw the snitch fly by. She knew Harry spotted the little bugger, mainly because he dived at it, and Draco started to follow him.

"GO . . ." Tiff didn't know who to cheer for, "SOMEONE!!!"

Hermione looked over at Tiff.

"I don't know who I should cheer for?"

"Well, then you just shout and scream like everyone else." Hagrid said. He heard Tiff telling Hermione about how she can't decide to cheer for.

Harry and Draco were both closing in on the snitch. Tiff was watching closely. The gold designs on her arms and legs started to appear. They were gold at first, and then they started to change color.

"Tiff, the designs on your arms and legs are starting to appear." Hermione stated when she looked over at Tiff.

Tiff looked at her arms. The gold she saw started to change to red. She never remembered anything about the Rose Petal body designs changing color. She had to find out quickly. "Hermione, I'll be back. I have to go to a silent place. The designs are changing to a red. They're not supposed to do that."

"Okay, but don't stay long. You don't want to miss anything good."

Tiff ran down from the stands and over to Hagrid's hut. Most of the noise had drained away. She searched the grass trying to find a butterfly, bee, or some kind of flying insect. She couldn't find anything so she went to her second plan. She got herself in a strong standing position. "Sarmo." She thought of her home. The palace of the royal was very large. Tiff knew that the most common place that her father would be was his office. She ran down the halls in her mind. She approached her father's office and opened the door. Her father wasn't there. She left the room and ran into Aaron.

"Tiff? Why are you mind traveling?"

"I'm having a problem Aaron. I think you can help."

"Okay. Want me to mind travel back there? You still don't have all your energy back and mind traveling takes a lot of energy."

"Okay. I'm at Hagrid's hut." Tiff forgot the hall and she returned to the scene of the school in front of her. She fell to her knees. Aaron was right, mind traveling took a lot of energy.

"Tiff, I'm here." Aaron had mind traveled to Tiff. He sat down on the grass next to Tiff. "So what's your question?"

"It's my body designs Aaron. Instead of gold, they changed to red. See." She showed Aaron her arm.

"I don't even know if this has even happened Tiff? There are no records telling us about body design color changes."

"I know." Tiff looked down at her arm. Now the color started to change to black. "Aaron, it's doing it again. See. Black."

"Wow, I don't know if that's normal. When did this start to happen?"

"About twenty minutes ago."

"Okay. I'll ask your father. I'll even check every book about our fairy history."

"Okay, I'll let you know if it happens again."

Aaron left Tiff in the grass. She pulled her sapphire blue cloak on to hide the designs as she went back to the match. When she got to the field students were leaving talking about the game. Tiff spotted Hermione.

"So, what happened?"

"Gryffindor won! So, did you get the design thing figured out?"

"No. Let's go wait for Harry and Ron." Tiff and Hermione walked over to the changing rooms and waited for Harry and Ron.

"Did you see that Tiff!?!" Ron asked as he saw her waiting with Hermione.

"No, I had to do some mind traveling. Aaron's going to look up as much as he can about the body designs."

"Why?"

"Look." Tiff showed Ron the designs on her arm. They were gold, but were changing to red, then to black, and back to gold. Harry had come out to greet Hermione and Tiff. He saw the color changing designs on Tiff's arm.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Her designs are changing colors and she doesn't know why." Ron said after the black went back to gold.

"Well, maybe it'll just go away."

"Yeah. Let's hope for the best."

The group went back to the school to have lunch.

Two weeks had past and Tiff had heard no word from Aaron. On occasions her body designs would appear, but very faint. At night she would have the hardest time trying to go to sleep. She always thought that a black glow would form around her with red streaks. Most nights she would trash around as if she was back in the dark forest fighting Dark Illusion. No weapons were used, but charms and spells would be screamed aloud. Dark Illusion would always end up conjuring a spell that was close to a dark kind. Tiff would dodge, duck, and do a few Matrix like moves to miss the spells. Dark Illusion never figured out why she was doing that, but Tiff had fooled him each time. She was gathering more and more energy for her favorite spell. Monpel. The spell that allowed her to confuse her opponent. The best part for her was that she would be able to confuse the fighter in a way they hated. As soon as Tiff got enough energy she screamed the spell as loud as she could, but nothing happened. She would always end up getting hit with a spell. Once that happened she would wake up screaming in pain and agony. The spell would always physically hurt her, even though it was a dream.

"But, Tiff?" Hermione started. "I don't see how that could happen."

"Hermione dreams can be very deceiving." Harry said. "Remember last year when I had them. They all meant something."

"And you're still having them Harry, but not with you being a big part to it." Tiff said when she walked by Harry, Ron, and Hermione when they were on their way to breakfast.

"How'd you know that Tiff?" Harry asked, thinking that something strange was going to happen next.

"Because, I see you on occasions in my dreams. Also, when I wake up from one of those dreams I go to your dormitory. I see you thrashing around in bed, trying to save me from getting harmed."

"How could you get into the dormitory if you don't know the Gryffindor password?" Ron asked very confused.

"Rose Petals have several unique abilities now days. Any other kind of fairy wouldn't be able to match with us. The body designs, fast reflexes, quick thinking, kindness to other magical things, and some more are rare to find. I'm one of the last Rose Petal fairies who has the most abilities."

"But still, how does that tell us you can get into the Gryffindor common room?" Ron asked anxious to get a straight out answer from Tiff.

"Ron, hang on. Harry, whenever you see me fighting with Dark Illusion in your dreams, do you see me usually getting hurt from one spell?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Do remember where I was hit last night?"

"On your left shoulder I believe. It wasn't that big of a hit though."

Tiff took off her cloak. "Hold this Ron." Tiff lowered the left shoulder part of the shirt. There she revealed a two inch scrap that Harry recognized as the injury Tiff got. She pulled the shoulder of the sleeve back up. Ron handed Tiff her cloak back.

"How can that be possible?" Hermione said, still very confused.

"Okay, now Ron I can answer your question. I can get into the Gryffindor common room without the password because fairies can travel with their mind. Sort of like floo powder for witches and wizards, but we don't leave the spot we're standing."

"So you travel with your mind?"

"Yes. It's called 'Mind Traveling'. It takes a lot of energy, but it can be helpful. I could teach you how to do it too. You just have to be very patient. It takes about three to four weeks to master."

"So, this mind traveling can take you places?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, but you have to know where you're going, and you have to know what it looks like. It's a lot easier to use in emergencies, and you can walk around as if you were actually there."

"Then how do you know what Harry's dormitory looks like?" Hermione asked.

"I've flown up to the window when no one is around, looked around at it and tried it has soon as I got back to the ground."

"Well, I'm up for it." Harry said.

"I'm with Harry." Ron said smiling. He liked the sound of this 'Mind Traveling' thing.

"Oh, I'll try it." Hermione said.

"Great, I'll meet you three at 9:00 tonight down at the kitchens. Dobby wants me to try his latest creation."

"You've met Dobby!"

"Yeah, he visited me one night when I was in the hospital wing. Brought some really good soup. He never did tell me what he made it out of though."

Harry chuckled. That was Dobby alright. "Okay, we'll see you tonight then."