Chapter 27: A Tale Worth Telling
"Oh Page." Molly ran towards her and hugged all the breath out of Page. "Remus she's here." Remus came into the kitchen. "We have him. The rest of the Order is on their way. Dumbledore will meet us at St. Mungo's." His face was scorched, and bloody, he was shacking like a leaf. "Are you alright Remus? Your burn, what happened?" Page sat down. She was exhausted from the panic and fear. Her hands were soaked with cold sweat, but she was intent on listening to what happened. "As you ran off to distract the deatheaters. I ran towards Harry, but Wormtail cut me off, hence the scorch mark. We duelling until I caught him with a stunning spell. I then revived him and told him what had happened between Harry and Voldemort. He didn't believe me, but I managed to grab Harry, and we used a portkey to get back here." He sat down opposite her and placed an old Coke can on the table. "I'll make some tea." Molly said, trying to break the tension. Mad-Eye came in; his eye was swivelling in its socket at Page and Remus. Page looked away, if she had looked at it further, she would have been sick. "You two better get going. Dumbledore will be at the hospital by now. Go by floo powder. It will take too long by car." He went back into the living room. Molly had just put down two cups of tea on the table in front of them. "Sorry Molly but we have to go. We'll be back soon, hopefully with Harry with body and all." Remus said. "Don't worry about Arthur, he's alright. They will turn up soon enough." Molly nodded her head. Remus and Page both got up and walked to the fireplace in the living room. Page grabbed some floo powder while Remus went to get Voldemort's body. One after another they threw the powder into the diminishing fire. "St. Mungo's Hospital" Page said clearly. Green flames sprouted up from beneath her, a warm sensation surrounded her and she was lifted up into the chimney twisting and turning through the many other fireplaces. She fell out of the fireplace all dirty and covered with soot, and quickly got out of the way for Remus to bring Voldemort's body with him. Within a couple of minutes between them, Remus and Voldemort came tumbling out, both covered in soot. Remus hurriedly coved the body with a blanket, as to not scare passers-by. They walked along the corridor towards the entrance hall where they stopped Dumbledore quietly talking to a portrait. "Ahh good. I have told the healer of Harry's ward to take him up a private room. Talk to you later." He told the portrait, who smiled at him and disappeared to the left. "Follow me." He told Page and Remus. He led them up three floors and took them along a long passageway, which was filled with portraits of old healers, which were snoring quite loudly that their echo's carried all the way down the passageway until they reached a brightly coloured blue door. Dumbledore pulled out an oddly shaped key, which was encrusted with jewels and inscribed with strange symbols that Page had only seen once in her life, but couldn't remember where she had seen them. She ignored this however as there were more pressing matters to be dealt with. The three of them all went nm. Remus was looking quite flustered, as he had been carrying the heavy body of Voldemort al the way there. Dumbledore inclined to put him down on a bed nearest to him. The other bed was occupied non other by Harry's body. "Right, it will be best if you two leave. When they are back in their bodies they be reawaken, and no doubt Voldemort will disapperate. Harry will be safe Page." He said to her, as she looked at him in a worried way. They both left the room. "Do you want some coffee or something?" Remus asked her after ten minutes of waiting. "No thanks. It shouldn't be long now." Page had sat down on the floor opposite the door to the private room in which Harry, Dumbledore and Voldemort were kept. They had heard and seen spells inside, but Dumbledore had not come out and to Page's disappointment nor did Harry. At last after half an hour, they heard voices and shuffling inside the room. Page's scar seared with pain, but as soon as it came, it subsided quickly. Remus and Page got up and walked towards the door, it opened before they could reach it. Dumbledore and Harry came out. Page ran to Harry and hugged him. She felt so happy that tears fell down her face like a miniature waterfall. "Oh Harry, I thought you wouldn't come back. Thank you Dumbledore." Harry hugged her back. "Dumbledore told me what happened. I'm sorry I caused any trouble." Page kissed Harry on his forehead. "Don't be silly. We had to get you back. I'm just glad your OK." "You alright then Harry?" Remus said to him as Page let him go. "Yeah, I can't remember what happened after I cast the killing curse. I won't get in trouble for it will I? It's just that it felt right to use it. I just felt my parents and Sirius would of wanted me to do it." Dumbledore smiled at him. "What no one knows can't hurt you. Right then, I must be off. I will see you two at school." He winked at Harry and left.
When Remus, Page and Harry came through the fire in the living room, most of the order was there waiting for them. Like Page had done, Molly rushed forwards and hugged Harry. "Thank Merlin you are alright Harry. Are you hungry, do you want me to make you some dinner, or do you want to go to bed?" She fussed over him like a mother, Page felt a little jealous. "Yes please. I think I've had too much sleep as it is." He laughed. "I'll make you some sandwiches." Molly then went into the kitchen. It was great that he was back; it made the house more welcoming. Tonks came forwards and shook Harry's hand. "If was weird not having you around. It was very quiet too I'm glad your back." She went into the kitchen after Molly to help her with the food. Page got shunted aside as a lot of people wanted to welcome Harry back. Page felt a little left out, so she went upstairs to tell Ron, Hermione and Ginny. She knocked on the girl's door. It immediately opened and Hermione stood in front of her. "Is he back?" She said in a painful voice. "Yes, quickly run, then go back to bed." Both Hermione and Ginny pushed past her and ran down the stairs, Ron came popped his head out of the door. "Professor is Harry back?" He looked tired, but seeing Hermione and Ginny rush passed him woke him up completely. Page didn't need to answer him. He followed the girls. All the running and mad shouts from downstairs woke up Mrs Black. "HOW DARE YOU MAKE SUCH A RACKET IN THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS! FILTHY MUDBLOOD'S! SCUM! HALF-BREEDS." Page couldn't care less to help close the curtains over her wailing. She took herself to bed, and slowly fell asleep, falling on top of the bed sheets, exhausted from the night, of high emotions and fear.
Someone banging on her door awaked Page early that morning. "Professor, get up quick, we're late." It was Hermione; Page heard her running down the stairs following the shouts from Molly. "Hurry up you lot. Ron, no carry the trunk down, Harry your breakfast is on the table. Hurry up!" Page rushed to her trunk, prised it open and levitated what ever she could into it. Books, robes and students homework all flew in, in an untidy mess on top of one another. "Locomotor trunk" she said, as she pointed her wand at her now heavy trunk. It lifted off the floor and Page directed it out of the door, narrowly missing Ginny's head. "Oops, sorry Ginny. You got everything ready?" "Yes Professor." She said, as she ran past her. Page, with her trunk went into the hallway. She placed it down near Hermione's trunk and she went into the living room. "Sleep well?" A voice asked her. "Sirius?" Page looked around the room, just to check there wasn't anyone in the room with her. "Non, other. Listen tell Harry-" But Page stopped him from giving Harry anymore lectures. "No Sirius. We are busy, and we are going to be late for the train." Page hurriedly walked into the kitchen. This time she smacked the door into Ron's nose. "Oww. Bloody hell." Page looked around the door. Blood was spurting down Ron's face. "Ron, watch your language." Molly screamed at him from the other side of the room. "Oh Ron, I'm so sorry I didn't see you. Hang on I'll fix it for you." She whipped out her wand, and said "Imendo". His nose had stopped bleeding but he looked a little white. "Page, there is some toast on the table for you. Ron, go and wash your face. Harry do you want anymore bacon?" "No thank you." He turned to Page as she sat down next to him. "Why didn't you stay downstairs last night? I needed to talk to you." He said in a low whisper. "Sorry Harry, but I was tired. We can talk when we get back to Hogwarts." She pinched some bacon off of his plate, and shoved it in her mouth. "Sorry, but you weren't gonna eat it." Said managed to say. "Right we better get going. Ron! Down here now!" They each shoved as much food as they could into their mouths and quickly left the house.
The car was packed. Harry, Page and Tonks were sitting in the back seat with Hedwig on Harry's lap. Mad-Eye and Remus were in front. "Where were you two this morning?" Page asked Tonks and Remus. "We got up early to fetch the cars. Sleep well?" Page saw him smile. "Been talking to Sirius have we?" She asked him. He looked at her through his rear view mirror. Page didn't look at Harry, but she knew he was looking at her. "No, why do you say that? I thought that he didn't want to talk to you about what happened to Harry?" "He didn't, but out of the blue, he wanted me to lecture Harry no doubt. Honestly he is a pain." Remus quickly looked at Mad-Eye, inclining that they knew what she meant. "No he's not!" Harry said aloud. "He probably just wants to know if I'm OK" "Harry I didn't mean it in a nasty way. He just seems to pop in and out whenever he pleases and in the most inconvenient times." They then pulled up at King's Cross-station. Harry moodily got out of the car and slammed the door shut so hard that the windows smashed. He then grabbed Hedwig and his trunk from the boot and ran off towards Ron and Hermione who had pulled up in front of him. "Oh Remus, what happened to Severus, is he alright?" Page asked him, as he was about to drive off. "Yes, he's fine, just a bump on the head which knocked him out. Bye Page, and look after Harry." She smiled at him, and waved as he left the station. She got a trolley, dumped her trunk on it and hastily walked to Platform 9 ¾. Page saw Hermione helping out some students who couldn't get their trunks on the train. Page stopped Harry talking to Ron next to Molly. Page carried her trunk on the train and found a compartment at the front. Ginny saw Page in the compartment and called to Ron Hermione and Harry to come inside. They sat down looking at each other's feet; no one spoke for a good long ten minutes. "OK what's wrong?" Page said. She looked at them all. Harry and Ron looked at each other but didn't say anything. "Harry's annoyed at you for being nasty to Sirius." Ginny piped up. "Oh well done Ginny." Ron said sarcastically. She looked a bit embarrassed, and stared out of the window "I don't believe it. Harry, I told you I wasn't mean to Sirius." "Yes you were". Page wasn't looking at Harry. "Harry I wasn't!" Page snapped at him. He looked shocked when she said this to him. Both Ron and Hermione exchanged quizzical looks to one another. "I didn't say anything." Harry protested. But then it occurred to Page that it wasn't Harry who said anything, it was- "Sirius! What do you want?" Page shouted. Everyone in the compartment looked at Page in alarm. "I want an apology off you that's what. I only wanted to talk to Harry. I didn't need to lecture him, that's your job." Without even asking Harry if he wanted to talk to Sirius, Harry moved towards Page and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Sirius?" he said, his voice sounded unsure. "Hey Harry, welcome back mate. How have you been?" Sirius sounded as though he was talking to Remus or James. "I am OK I guess. You?" Harry wasn't looking at Page but out the window, all eyes were looking at him, though he wasn't paying attention. But just as Sirius replied, Page saw Draco Malfoy opening the door of the compartment; Page quickly yanked her shoulder away from Harry's hand and stood up. "Yes, what is it?" Page gripped her wand. The insolence that he was still at school when most of the magical community knew his father was a deatheater. "Nothing professor, I just wanted to talk to Potter. But as he is busy talking to a nonexistent person, I will talk to him later." He turned to go. Page was infuriated. He knew about Page's connection with the spirits. And no doubt he'll open his mouth to everyone he knows. But before Page could call him back, Harry stood up, raised his wand and shouted "Riktasempra". Malfoy hit the wall of the train, hard and fell to a crumpled heap on the floor. "Harry, that was completely uncalled for!" Hermione shouted at him. "He knows Hermione." Harry looked at Page. She was speechless. Just then a blinding flash of yellow light came through the door and hit Harry square on his chest. Page turned and saw Pansy Parkinson, with Crabbe and Goyle. Her wand was raised at her. "That's cursing Draco." She laughed in a high-pitched voice, which sounded very much like Bellatrix. "AS SOON AS YOU GET BACK TO HOGWARTS, ALL OF YOU WILL SEE THE HEADMASTER, AND RECIVE DETENTION'S FROM ME ALL NIGHT FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK. GET OUT OF MY SIGHT. NOW! AND TAKE HIM" Page said pointing at Malfoy. Pansy walked away looking happy with herself as Crabbe and Goyle lifted Malfoy up. They left Page in a very angry temper. "Sit!" She instructed Harry. He didn't disobey. "Professor I didn't mean to-", but Page held a hand to stop him speaking. "Harry you know I will have to tell Dumbledore about this. As Hermione said it was completely uncalled for. What possessed you to do it?" Page sat down opposite him and looked at him for the answer. "I don't know. He knew though. He knew about you. I couldn't let him tell anyone." As soon as Harry said that, he looked away. Harry knew he sounded stupid and his actions were ridiculous "Just be glad that Mr Fudge has more important matters to deal with, or else you would have been in serious trouble." "Professor, if Harry didn't do it, I would of. Malfoy deserves every curse Harry throws at him." Ron said, helping Harry out, who looked withdrawn and depressed. "Ron, Malfoy will get a detention from me every night until the end of the week. The rest is up to Dumbledore." Page told him indignantly. Ron didn't speak a word until the food cart came long. Hermione left several times to check the students on the train weren't doing anything wrong. Ginny also had left when she saw her friend pass by and went to sit with her for the rest of the journey. She came back looking flustered. "Honestly, the first years are going to pay when we get to Hogwarts. Twice they tried to hit me with paper balls." She told Page Ron and Harry." She sat down, and took a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour beans from Ron. Ron didn't seem to care.
The rest of the train journey was oddly quiet. Page just wanted to get to the great hall to eat she was famished. As the train rolled up to the snowy Hogsmead station, Page quickly got her trunk and followed Harry and Ron out of the train and into the nearest carriage. "Professor where is your owl?" Ginny asked her as they started to move long the bumpy, icy road up to the castle. "Oh I left him with Hagrid, Ibid had taken a very long journey to America and back, also carrying a heavy parcel that James bought me." They pulled up outside the castle. Page got out and led the way up to the castle doors.
The entrance hall was half full when she arrived. She made her way up to the teacher's table and sat down in her usual seat. "Oh Page we heard about you being in St. Mungo's are you alright?" Sinistra asked her. "Yes, I'm fine now thank you. I just needed some rest, that's all." Page saw Hagrid at the far end of the table, he had caught her eye and gestured her to talk to him. She got up and walked towards him. Page could see he was holding a letter. "This came for ya, don't know who gave it to ya mind. Your owl brought it to me the other day. He wanted to take off to find ya, but I told 'im to stay put." He brandished the letter, and handed it to Page. "Thanks Hagrid." She took the letter off him and went back to her seat. She didn't have time to read it and pocketed it to read later. Dumbledore sat down on his chair and everyone fell silent. He turned to Page. Page had a very horrible feeling that he knew about what happened on the train and he was going to need to talk to her. "Professor Quinn. Will you and Harry meet me in my office after dinner?" She nodded. I knew it, she thought. Now what is going happen? Page didn't want to think she was too hungry. "Everyone welcome back to another start of term feast. Please dig in." Mumbles of laugher filled the halls as he said this, then plates of food and trinket's of pumpkin juice filled the tables, which were groaning underneath. Page filled her plate with delicious roast potatoes, buttered mashed potatoes, carrots, broccoli, turnips, chicken and gravy. "Hungry Page?" Minerva asked her. Page turned around and saw her sitting down next to her. Tonight she was wearing a dark purple robe spotted with silver starts. "Yes. I haven't eaten much since I felt London this morning." She said taking a huge mouthful of chicken and carrots. Minerva also helped herself to some food. Page was determined to finish everything on her plate. When she had eaten, the plates vanished and all sorts of puddings and sweets appeared. She helped herself to some chocolate fudge cake, and devoured that within five minutes. After all the silver ware and cups disappeared from the table Dumbledore stood up. "Before you go to bed, I would like to remind you. The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff will begin on the first of February. Right then, off to bed with you." The students started to get up and headed for their dormitories. Just as Page had promised she ran towards Harry, she had to dodge some of the first years as they were getting in the way. "Harry," Page called to him over the top of several Gryffindor students. "Dumbledore wants a word with you." Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, then followed Page to Dumbledore's office. "Does he want to talk to me about what happened on the train?" He asked her as they got to the top of the spiralling staircase. "Probably, we'll just have to wait and see." Page knocked on the door and waited for a reply from Dumbledore before they entered. Page pushed Harry in first. Dumbledore pointed to a chair for Harry to sit on then he conjured a chair for Page next to Harry's. They both sat down and waited for Dumbledore to speak. "Harry it was dangerous enough for both you and Page to venture in the path of Voldemort, when you were from an inch from death, but it was also dangerous of you to curse Mr Malfoy on the school train. And as Page has told me, your parents told you sensibly to not let your emotions get the better of you, and tonight it has showed you what will happed when you let anger get in the way of your actions." He said wisely. Dumbledore paced around the room. "Harry I would like you to continue working with Page on your new seeking abilities. I know it will take up a lot of your time, but you need to relax more and take control of yourself. Can you do that for me Harry?" He asked him. "Yes, Professor, but Malfoy knew about Page. How does he know?" Page looked at Dumbledore but she knew what he was going to say. "Mr Malfoy, heard it from his parents Harry. As you know Lucious Malfoy talks to Bellatrix, and wasn't it Page who let her and Sirius talk to eachother before you cast the curse on Voldemort. Page knew she would get dragged into this. Had it been all her fault? "I am sorry headmaster I shouldn't have let her talk to Sirius. It's just that he wanted to talk to her, and I let him." But Dumbledore smiled at her. "Don't worry about it Page. Mistakes are made, and they can me mended. Just like the little incident on the train. But don't worry I will sort it out." Dumbledore made his way to his desk and drew out a piece of parchment. And handed it to Page. "Page you must sign this as you are a witness to what happened, and Harry you must explain why you hit Mr Malfoy with the Riktasempra spell." Page signed her name, and gave it to Harry. His face was white, and he looked quite flushed. After he wrote his statement he handed it back to Dumbledore. "Thank you Harry. Now both of you to bed, it's time for sleep." Page and Harry got up and left the room and headed down to Gryffindor common room. "What did you say?" Page asked Harry as they came up to the portrait of the fat lady. "I said that Malfoy was going to pick a fight on me, and to everyone else in the compartment with us. It's more-or-less true." Page gave him a funny look. "Oh I don't know the password." "Don't worry its "Furnuclus". Page said as the portrait opened up for Harry to step in. "Night professor, and I am sorry about...you know...Sirius." Page smiled at him as he walked in through the hole to Gryffindor common room. "Don't worry about it. See you in class tomorrow." The entrance of the common room closed as the portrait swung back to cover it. Page took herself to be and had a good long rest.
Page woke up quite early the following morning. She lazily got dressed and went down to breakfast, only a handful of students were there and Page counted three teachers, none of whom she wanted to talk to. She quickly ate some toast and jam, and hurried off to her classroom to prepare for first lesson. The bell rang and the Gryffindors trounced into the room, looking glum and tired. "Well I'm guessing people didn't sleep very well last night? Any one want to care to tell me why not?" Page looked at everyone. None of them said anything. She looked at Hermione who meekly put her hand up, but Harry pushed it back down. He looked at Page and shook his head. Page didn't need to ask him, so she hastily dropped the subject. "Right then, lets get on with the lesson shall we? Today we are going to read what we learned in the Christmas holidays, after we have had a little test on them, don't worry it's only ten questions and I wont hit you if you get some wrong, only if you get them all wrong as you shouldn't."
Several people managed to murmur a laugh, which lifted Page's heart a little.
They got out their quills and some parchment as Page handed out the tests. "Right you may begin." They each flipped over their parchments, and started to write. Page looked over to Hermione, she looked at the questions and seemed bored by them, Ron on the other hand, looked like he had his N.E.W.T's come early. After half an hour they had all finished, Harry collected them up, and brought them to her desk. "I'll tell you after the lesson." He said in a low whisper. Page nodded and tidied the tests up. "OK then, lets get out our wands and books and be prepared to be scared." Page laughed, and so did Hermione, Ron and Harry. The others looked at each other looking a bit worried. "Never mind, common. To the dungeons we shall go, and you can leave your bags, we won't be long." Page said as she saw Neville life his bag onto his shoulder. Page led them down to the Dungeon's in classroom 5a. She waited at the door while the rest of them joined her. She opened the door and moved to the front of the classroom as the other filed in behind her. "Right then, we are going to study dark creatures this term, which means, we'll be spending the rest of our lesson's either in here or the dark forest. I will tell you a lesson in advance when we'll be going into the forest. Any questions?" Several hands shot up. "Yes Ron?" "We won't be going in the forest at night will we?" A couple of people shot scared looks at Page. "It depends on what we will be looking for. I won't put you into serious danger, we just have to study the creatures, and Hagrid will be coming with us, so don't worry. Yes Hermione?" "Why do we have to spend some lessons down here?" She asked. "Because some creatures prefer the dark. And as you can see, there are no windows down here. OK then, lets go back up to the classroom." Page led them back out of the Dungeons and to her classroom. As Page came into the classroom, someone was ripping books, she quickly darted in and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy Parkinson ripping up what looked like Harry's books. Harry emerged behind Page and looked upon the destruction with the deepest of loathing. He rushed forwards to them, but page held him back. "Ron, Neville help me here." She called to them as they came up behind her. They grabbed a hold of Harry who was struggling to break free from their grip. "You four, to the headmasters office. NOW!" They smirked to each other and casually left the room, passing Harry and smiling at him as he was trying to kick them with all his might. He, Harry finally relaxed as they had left the room and raced to look at what was left of his bag and books. Page dismissed the class and went to Harry. "What did they destroy?" Page asked him. "All my books and my bag. Luckily they didn't break my wand." Ron and Hermione looked on in trepidation. "Right you guys come with me, and Harry don't do anything stupid, ignore them. Unless you want to spend detention with me, or McGonagall." He didn't answer, but quickly left the room, with his demolished books. As Page, Harry, Ron and Hermione got to the entrance to the spiralling staircase, Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle were waiting for them. They abruptly stopped talking as Page approached. "Screaming Candy Canes" Page said to the gargoyles, they immediately stepped aside to let them all pass to the stairs. It spun upwards towards Dumbledore's office. Page heard Pansy giggling to Draco. She turned around, he smiled at her in a you-cant-do-anything-to-me way. As they got to the top, Page knocked hard on the door, unintentionally. The door opened by itself, and they all walked in. "Ah yes Page. Is something the latter?" Dumbledore was sitting at his desk again, looking at pieces of parchment. "I took my class down to the dungeons to talk about what we are going to work on for the next term and when we came back I found these four tearing up Harry's bag and his books." At this Harry held up his bag for Dumbledore to see. "Would you like to explain yourselves?" He said looking at Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy tried to stop herself laughing by coughing. "We did it because of Potter sir." Draco said. Both Crabbe and Goyle nodded at this, and both mumbled a "yeah". "Hmm I see, but it does not give you the right to destroy someone's property. I shall see to your house teacher, Professor Snape. Page would you kindly escort Hermione and Ron to their next lesson and tell Professor Snape to come and talk to me while I talk to Harry and Draco?" Dumbledore asked her, while he was eyeing Harry and Draco carefully. "Yes headmaster. Common you two." Page took Hermione and Ron to Divination and Arithmancy. They each departed their own ways, and Page went back to her classroom. 'How could I have been so stupid?' Page thought, 'why didn't I lock the door properly?'. There was no denying it, it was partly Page's fault.
For the rest of the day Page felt a weight of guilt was filling in her stomach. Every time she'd pass a group of Slytherins she kept thinking that they would run into her office and start demolishing the table and chairs. By the time eight o'clock came to pass, Harry knocked on her door and he came in with Hermione and Ron. "Well what happened, what did he say?" Page asked them as though her life depended on hearing some good news. "Fifty points have been taken from all of them, and they are receiving detentions from Filtch, although I'm sure that will try and bunk off. I am sick of it! Why couldn't they just go away to Durmstrang like Malfoy wanted." Harry said as he sat down on Page's desk looking annoyed and tired. "Yeah well they didn't, did that? Look Harry, I know how much you hate Malfoy, we all do, but you will have to leave it mate, your gonna get into trouble if you start cursing him as you pass him in the corridors. Just ignore him." Said Ron. "So what am I going to do, let him curse me first? Fat chance. And you want to hit him just as much as me." Harry said. He looked away from Ron as though he had betrayed him. "Look Harry, Ron's right. You will get into trouble, but there is nothing we can do." Said Hermione. She was standing by the door looking upset. "I don't know what to suggest." She turned to Page. "I don't know either Hermione. Just stay away from him. All of you, and if he or Pansy hits you with a spell, come up to my office after you have been to the hospital wing, and we'll go and sort it out. Or the other idea I have and you wont like it, is if I escort you to your classes, everyday." Harry shot Page a filthy look. "I didn't think you'd like that." "Harry tell her what happened last night." Ron said breaking the silence. Harry snapped back into reality, as though being drenched with water. "Oh I er, was saying stuff in my dreams. That's all, its no big deal." He yawned as though it was old news. "He was screaming out you-know-who's name, and saying things, it sounded like a plan of attack or something, I had no clue what he was saying." Page went towards Harry, she grabbed his shoulders to make him look at her. "Is this true Harry?," he nodded, she turned to Hermione and Ron, "did you hear what he was saying?". "Something about June, and Hogwarts. Harry didn't make much sense, he was screaming more then talking." Ron was determined not to look at Harry, as Harry started to tense up to punch Ron. "Harry have you told Dumbledore?" Page rounded on Harry. "No, I tried to tell him in his office this morning, but I didn't get a chance to while Snape was there." He broke off looking more tired and annoyed then when he came into the room. "Hmm, I'm not sure what this means. I'll talk to Remus, maybe he has something. Although saying that," she broke off and looked at Harry curiously "maybe you can provide the answers. Think about it, you were trapped inside Voldemort's body for three weeks, maybe when you switched you got some of his memories or plans. It might be possible. But I'll talk it over with Remus and Dumbledore. Hmm I thinks it's best if you lot get some homework done before you go to bed." Page said. They all headed for the door. "Oh and tell people when the D.A. is going to meet up." Page called after Harry, he gave her the thumbs up before closing the door. Page took a deep steady breath and continued marking tests.
"Oh Page." Molly ran towards her and hugged all the breath out of Page. "Remus she's here." Remus came into the kitchen. "We have him. The rest of the Order is on their way. Dumbledore will meet us at St. Mungo's." His face was scorched, and bloody, he was shacking like a leaf. "Are you alright Remus? Your burn, what happened?" Page sat down. She was exhausted from the panic and fear. Her hands were soaked with cold sweat, but she was intent on listening to what happened. "As you ran off to distract the deatheaters. I ran towards Harry, but Wormtail cut me off, hence the scorch mark. We duelling until I caught him with a stunning spell. I then revived him and told him what had happened between Harry and Voldemort. He didn't believe me, but I managed to grab Harry, and we used a portkey to get back here." He sat down opposite her and placed an old Coke can on the table. "I'll make some tea." Molly said, trying to break the tension. Mad-Eye came in; his eye was swivelling in its socket at Page and Remus. Page looked away, if she had looked at it further, she would have been sick. "You two better get going. Dumbledore will be at the hospital by now. Go by floo powder. It will take too long by car." He went back into the living room. Molly had just put down two cups of tea on the table in front of them. "Sorry Molly but we have to go. We'll be back soon, hopefully with Harry with body and all." Remus said. "Don't worry about Arthur, he's alright. They will turn up soon enough." Molly nodded her head. Remus and Page both got up and walked to the fireplace in the living room. Page grabbed some floo powder while Remus went to get Voldemort's body. One after another they threw the powder into the diminishing fire. "St. Mungo's Hospital" Page said clearly. Green flames sprouted up from beneath her, a warm sensation surrounded her and she was lifted up into the chimney twisting and turning through the many other fireplaces. She fell out of the fireplace all dirty and covered with soot, and quickly got out of the way for Remus to bring Voldemort's body with him. Within a couple of minutes between them, Remus and Voldemort came tumbling out, both covered in soot. Remus hurriedly coved the body with a blanket, as to not scare passers-by. They walked along the corridor towards the entrance hall where they stopped Dumbledore quietly talking to a portrait. "Ahh good. I have told the healer of Harry's ward to take him up a private room. Talk to you later." He told the portrait, who smiled at him and disappeared to the left. "Follow me." He told Page and Remus. He led them up three floors and took them along a long passageway, which was filled with portraits of old healers, which were snoring quite loudly that their echo's carried all the way down the passageway until they reached a brightly coloured blue door. Dumbledore pulled out an oddly shaped key, which was encrusted with jewels and inscribed with strange symbols that Page had only seen once in her life, but couldn't remember where she had seen them. She ignored this however as there were more pressing matters to be dealt with. The three of them all went nm. Remus was looking quite flustered, as he had been carrying the heavy body of Voldemort al the way there. Dumbledore inclined to put him down on a bed nearest to him. The other bed was occupied non other by Harry's body. "Right, it will be best if you two leave. When they are back in their bodies they be reawaken, and no doubt Voldemort will disapperate. Harry will be safe Page." He said to her, as she looked at him in a worried way. They both left the room. "Do you want some coffee or something?" Remus asked her after ten minutes of waiting. "No thanks. It shouldn't be long now." Page had sat down on the floor opposite the door to the private room in which Harry, Dumbledore and Voldemort were kept. They had heard and seen spells inside, but Dumbledore had not come out and to Page's disappointment nor did Harry. At last after half an hour, they heard voices and shuffling inside the room. Page's scar seared with pain, but as soon as it came, it subsided quickly. Remus and Page got up and walked towards the door, it opened before they could reach it. Dumbledore and Harry came out. Page ran to Harry and hugged him. She felt so happy that tears fell down her face like a miniature waterfall. "Oh Harry, I thought you wouldn't come back. Thank you Dumbledore." Harry hugged her back. "Dumbledore told me what happened. I'm sorry I caused any trouble." Page kissed Harry on his forehead. "Don't be silly. We had to get you back. I'm just glad your OK." "You alright then Harry?" Remus said to him as Page let him go. "Yeah, I can't remember what happened after I cast the killing curse. I won't get in trouble for it will I? It's just that it felt right to use it. I just felt my parents and Sirius would of wanted me to do it." Dumbledore smiled at him. "What no one knows can't hurt you. Right then, I must be off. I will see you two at school." He winked at Harry and left.
When Remus, Page and Harry came through the fire in the living room, most of the order was there waiting for them. Like Page had done, Molly rushed forwards and hugged Harry. "Thank Merlin you are alright Harry. Are you hungry, do you want me to make you some dinner, or do you want to go to bed?" She fussed over him like a mother, Page felt a little jealous. "Yes please. I think I've had too much sleep as it is." He laughed. "I'll make you some sandwiches." Molly then went into the kitchen. It was great that he was back; it made the house more welcoming. Tonks came forwards and shook Harry's hand. "If was weird not having you around. It was very quiet too I'm glad your back." She went into the kitchen after Molly to help her with the food. Page got shunted aside as a lot of people wanted to welcome Harry back. Page felt a little left out, so she went upstairs to tell Ron, Hermione and Ginny. She knocked on the girl's door. It immediately opened and Hermione stood in front of her. "Is he back?" She said in a painful voice. "Yes, quickly run, then go back to bed." Both Hermione and Ginny pushed past her and ran down the stairs, Ron came popped his head out of the door. "Professor is Harry back?" He looked tired, but seeing Hermione and Ginny rush passed him woke him up completely. Page didn't need to answer him. He followed the girls. All the running and mad shouts from downstairs woke up Mrs Black. "HOW DARE YOU MAKE SUCH A RACKET IN THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS! FILTHY MUDBLOOD'S! SCUM! HALF-BREEDS." Page couldn't care less to help close the curtains over her wailing. She took herself to bed, and slowly fell asleep, falling on top of the bed sheets, exhausted from the night, of high emotions and fear.
Someone banging on her door awaked Page early that morning. "Professor, get up quick, we're late." It was Hermione; Page heard her running down the stairs following the shouts from Molly. "Hurry up you lot. Ron, no carry the trunk down, Harry your breakfast is on the table. Hurry up!" Page rushed to her trunk, prised it open and levitated what ever she could into it. Books, robes and students homework all flew in, in an untidy mess on top of one another. "Locomotor trunk" she said, as she pointed her wand at her now heavy trunk. It lifted off the floor and Page directed it out of the door, narrowly missing Ginny's head. "Oops, sorry Ginny. You got everything ready?" "Yes Professor." She said, as she ran past her. Page, with her trunk went into the hallway. She placed it down near Hermione's trunk and she went into the living room. "Sleep well?" A voice asked her. "Sirius?" Page looked around the room, just to check there wasn't anyone in the room with her. "Non, other. Listen tell Harry-" But Page stopped him from giving Harry anymore lectures. "No Sirius. We are busy, and we are going to be late for the train." Page hurriedly walked into the kitchen. This time she smacked the door into Ron's nose. "Oww. Bloody hell." Page looked around the door. Blood was spurting down Ron's face. "Ron, watch your language." Molly screamed at him from the other side of the room. "Oh Ron, I'm so sorry I didn't see you. Hang on I'll fix it for you." She whipped out her wand, and said "Imendo". His nose had stopped bleeding but he looked a little white. "Page, there is some toast on the table for you. Ron, go and wash your face. Harry do you want anymore bacon?" "No thank you." He turned to Page as she sat down next to him. "Why didn't you stay downstairs last night? I needed to talk to you." He said in a low whisper. "Sorry Harry, but I was tired. We can talk when we get back to Hogwarts." She pinched some bacon off of his plate, and shoved it in her mouth. "Sorry, but you weren't gonna eat it." Said managed to say. "Right we better get going. Ron! Down here now!" They each shoved as much food as they could into their mouths and quickly left the house.
The car was packed. Harry, Page and Tonks were sitting in the back seat with Hedwig on Harry's lap. Mad-Eye and Remus were in front. "Where were you two this morning?" Page asked Tonks and Remus. "We got up early to fetch the cars. Sleep well?" Page saw him smile. "Been talking to Sirius have we?" She asked him. He looked at her through his rear view mirror. Page didn't look at Harry, but she knew he was looking at her. "No, why do you say that? I thought that he didn't want to talk to you about what happened to Harry?" "He didn't, but out of the blue, he wanted me to lecture Harry no doubt. Honestly he is a pain." Remus quickly looked at Mad-Eye, inclining that they knew what she meant. "No he's not!" Harry said aloud. "He probably just wants to know if I'm OK" "Harry I didn't mean it in a nasty way. He just seems to pop in and out whenever he pleases and in the most inconvenient times." They then pulled up at King's Cross-station. Harry moodily got out of the car and slammed the door shut so hard that the windows smashed. He then grabbed Hedwig and his trunk from the boot and ran off towards Ron and Hermione who had pulled up in front of him. "Oh Remus, what happened to Severus, is he alright?" Page asked him, as he was about to drive off. "Yes, he's fine, just a bump on the head which knocked him out. Bye Page, and look after Harry." She smiled at him, and waved as he left the station. She got a trolley, dumped her trunk on it and hastily walked to Platform 9 ¾. Page saw Hermione helping out some students who couldn't get their trunks on the train. Page stopped Harry talking to Ron next to Molly. Page carried her trunk on the train and found a compartment at the front. Ginny saw Page in the compartment and called to Ron Hermione and Harry to come inside. They sat down looking at each other's feet; no one spoke for a good long ten minutes. "OK what's wrong?" Page said. She looked at them all. Harry and Ron looked at each other but didn't say anything. "Harry's annoyed at you for being nasty to Sirius." Ginny piped up. "Oh well done Ginny." Ron said sarcastically. She looked a bit embarrassed, and stared out of the window "I don't believe it. Harry, I told you I wasn't mean to Sirius." "Yes you were". Page wasn't looking at Harry. "Harry I wasn't!" Page snapped at him. He looked shocked when she said this to him. Both Ron and Hermione exchanged quizzical looks to one another. "I didn't say anything." Harry protested. But then it occurred to Page that it wasn't Harry who said anything, it was- "Sirius! What do you want?" Page shouted. Everyone in the compartment looked at Page in alarm. "I want an apology off you that's what. I only wanted to talk to Harry. I didn't need to lecture him, that's your job." Without even asking Harry if he wanted to talk to Sirius, Harry moved towards Page and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Sirius?" he said, his voice sounded unsure. "Hey Harry, welcome back mate. How have you been?" Sirius sounded as though he was talking to Remus or James. "I am OK I guess. You?" Harry wasn't looking at Page but out the window, all eyes were looking at him, though he wasn't paying attention. But just as Sirius replied, Page saw Draco Malfoy opening the door of the compartment; Page quickly yanked her shoulder away from Harry's hand and stood up. "Yes, what is it?" Page gripped her wand. The insolence that he was still at school when most of the magical community knew his father was a deatheater. "Nothing professor, I just wanted to talk to Potter. But as he is busy talking to a nonexistent person, I will talk to him later." He turned to go. Page was infuriated. He knew about Page's connection with the spirits. And no doubt he'll open his mouth to everyone he knows. But before Page could call him back, Harry stood up, raised his wand and shouted "Riktasempra". Malfoy hit the wall of the train, hard and fell to a crumpled heap on the floor. "Harry, that was completely uncalled for!" Hermione shouted at him. "He knows Hermione." Harry looked at Page. She was speechless. Just then a blinding flash of yellow light came through the door and hit Harry square on his chest. Page turned and saw Pansy Parkinson, with Crabbe and Goyle. Her wand was raised at her. "That's cursing Draco." She laughed in a high-pitched voice, which sounded very much like Bellatrix. "AS SOON AS YOU GET BACK TO HOGWARTS, ALL OF YOU WILL SEE THE HEADMASTER, AND RECIVE DETENTION'S FROM ME ALL NIGHT FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK. GET OUT OF MY SIGHT. NOW! AND TAKE HIM" Page said pointing at Malfoy. Pansy walked away looking happy with herself as Crabbe and Goyle lifted Malfoy up. They left Page in a very angry temper. "Sit!" She instructed Harry. He didn't disobey. "Professor I didn't mean to-", but Page held a hand to stop him speaking. "Harry you know I will have to tell Dumbledore about this. As Hermione said it was completely uncalled for. What possessed you to do it?" Page sat down opposite him and looked at him for the answer. "I don't know. He knew though. He knew about you. I couldn't let him tell anyone." As soon as Harry said that, he looked away. Harry knew he sounded stupid and his actions were ridiculous "Just be glad that Mr Fudge has more important matters to deal with, or else you would have been in serious trouble." "Professor, if Harry didn't do it, I would of. Malfoy deserves every curse Harry throws at him." Ron said, helping Harry out, who looked withdrawn and depressed. "Ron, Malfoy will get a detention from me every night until the end of the week. The rest is up to Dumbledore." Page told him indignantly. Ron didn't speak a word until the food cart came long. Hermione left several times to check the students on the train weren't doing anything wrong. Ginny also had left when she saw her friend pass by and went to sit with her for the rest of the journey. She came back looking flustered. "Honestly, the first years are going to pay when we get to Hogwarts. Twice they tried to hit me with paper balls." She told Page Ron and Harry." She sat down, and took a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour beans from Ron. Ron didn't seem to care.
The rest of the train journey was oddly quiet. Page just wanted to get to the great hall to eat she was famished. As the train rolled up to the snowy Hogsmead station, Page quickly got her trunk and followed Harry and Ron out of the train and into the nearest carriage. "Professor where is your owl?" Ginny asked her as they started to move long the bumpy, icy road up to the castle. "Oh I left him with Hagrid, Ibid had taken a very long journey to America and back, also carrying a heavy parcel that James bought me." They pulled up outside the castle. Page got out and led the way up to the castle doors.
The entrance hall was half full when she arrived. She made her way up to the teacher's table and sat down in her usual seat. "Oh Page we heard about you being in St. Mungo's are you alright?" Sinistra asked her. "Yes, I'm fine now thank you. I just needed some rest, that's all." Page saw Hagrid at the far end of the table, he had caught her eye and gestured her to talk to him. She got up and walked towards him. Page could see he was holding a letter. "This came for ya, don't know who gave it to ya mind. Your owl brought it to me the other day. He wanted to take off to find ya, but I told 'im to stay put." He brandished the letter, and handed it to Page. "Thanks Hagrid." She took the letter off him and went back to her seat. She didn't have time to read it and pocketed it to read later. Dumbledore sat down on his chair and everyone fell silent. He turned to Page. Page had a very horrible feeling that he knew about what happened on the train and he was going to need to talk to her. "Professor Quinn. Will you and Harry meet me in my office after dinner?" She nodded. I knew it, she thought. Now what is going happen? Page didn't want to think she was too hungry. "Everyone welcome back to another start of term feast. Please dig in." Mumbles of laugher filled the halls as he said this, then plates of food and trinket's of pumpkin juice filled the tables, which were groaning underneath. Page filled her plate with delicious roast potatoes, buttered mashed potatoes, carrots, broccoli, turnips, chicken and gravy. "Hungry Page?" Minerva asked her. Page turned around and saw her sitting down next to her. Tonight she was wearing a dark purple robe spotted with silver starts. "Yes. I haven't eaten much since I felt London this morning." She said taking a huge mouthful of chicken and carrots. Minerva also helped herself to some food. Page was determined to finish everything on her plate. When she had eaten, the plates vanished and all sorts of puddings and sweets appeared. She helped herself to some chocolate fudge cake, and devoured that within five minutes. After all the silver ware and cups disappeared from the table Dumbledore stood up. "Before you go to bed, I would like to remind you. The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff will begin on the first of February. Right then, off to bed with you." The students started to get up and headed for their dormitories. Just as Page had promised she ran towards Harry, she had to dodge some of the first years as they were getting in the way. "Harry," Page called to him over the top of several Gryffindor students. "Dumbledore wants a word with you." Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, then followed Page to Dumbledore's office. "Does he want to talk to me about what happened on the train?" He asked her as they got to the top of the spiralling staircase. "Probably, we'll just have to wait and see." Page knocked on the door and waited for a reply from Dumbledore before they entered. Page pushed Harry in first. Dumbledore pointed to a chair for Harry to sit on then he conjured a chair for Page next to Harry's. They both sat down and waited for Dumbledore to speak. "Harry it was dangerous enough for both you and Page to venture in the path of Voldemort, when you were from an inch from death, but it was also dangerous of you to curse Mr Malfoy on the school train. And as Page has told me, your parents told you sensibly to not let your emotions get the better of you, and tonight it has showed you what will happed when you let anger get in the way of your actions." He said wisely. Dumbledore paced around the room. "Harry I would like you to continue working with Page on your new seeking abilities. I know it will take up a lot of your time, but you need to relax more and take control of yourself. Can you do that for me Harry?" He asked him. "Yes, Professor, but Malfoy knew about Page. How does he know?" Page looked at Dumbledore but she knew what he was going to say. "Mr Malfoy, heard it from his parents Harry. As you know Lucious Malfoy talks to Bellatrix, and wasn't it Page who let her and Sirius talk to eachother before you cast the curse on Voldemort. Page knew she would get dragged into this. Had it been all her fault? "I am sorry headmaster I shouldn't have let her talk to Sirius. It's just that he wanted to talk to her, and I let him." But Dumbledore smiled at her. "Don't worry about it Page. Mistakes are made, and they can me mended. Just like the little incident on the train. But don't worry I will sort it out." Dumbledore made his way to his desk and drew out a piece of parchment. And handed it to Page. "Page you must sign this as you are a witness to what happened, and Harry you must explain why you hit Mr Malfoy with the Riktasempra spell." Page signed her name, and gave it to Harry. His face was white, and he looked quite flushed. After he wrote his statement he handed it back to Dumbledore. "Thank you Harry. Now both of you to bed, it's time for sleep." Page and Harry got up and left the room and headed down to Gryffindor common room. "What did you say?" Page asked Harry as they came up to the portrait of the fat lady. "I said that Malfoy was going to pick a fight on me, and to everyone else in the compartment with us. It's more-or-less true." Page gave him a funny look. "Oh I don't know the password." "Don't worry its "Furnuclus". Page said as the portrait opened up for Harry to step in. "Night professor, and I am sorry about...you know...Sirius." Page smiled at him as he walked in through the hole to Gryffindor common room. "Don't worry about it. See you in class tomorrow." The entrance of the common room closed as the portrait swung back to cover it. Page took herself to be and had a good long rest.
Page woke up quite early the following morning. She lazily got dressed and went down to breakfast, only a handful of students were there and Page counted three teachers, none of whom she wanted to talk to. She quickly ate some toast and jam, and hurried off to her classroom to prepare for first lesson. The bell rang and the Gryffindors trounced into the room, looking glum and tired. "Well I'm guessing people didn't sleep very well last night? Any one want to care to tell me why not?" Page looked at everyone. None of them said anything. She looked at Hermione who meekly put her hand up, but Harry pushed it back down. He looked at Page and shook his head. Page didn't need to ask him, so she hastily dropped the subject. "Right then, lets get on with the lesson shall we? Today we are going to read what we learned in the Christmas holidays, after we have had a little test on them, don't worry it's only ten questions and I wont hit you if you get some wrong, only if you get them all wrong as you shouldn't."
Several people managed to murmur a laugh, which lifted Page's heart a little.
They got out their quills and some parchment as Page handed out the tests. "Right you may begin." They each flipped over their parchments, and started to write. Page looked over to Hermione, she looked at the questions and seemed bored by them, Ron on the other hand, looked like he had his N.E.W.T's come early. After half an hour they had all finished, Harry collected them up, and brought them to her desk. "I'll tell you after the lesson." He said in a low whisper. Page nodded and tidied the tests up. "OK then, lets get out our wands and books and be prepared to be scared." Page laughed, and so did Hermione, Ron and Harry. The others looked at each other looking a bit worried. "Never mind, common. To the dungeons we shall go, and you can leave your bags, we won't be long." Page said as she saw Neville life his bag onto his shoulder. Page led them down to the Dungeon's in classroom 5a. She waited at the door while the rest of them joined her. She opened the door and moved to the front of the classroom as the other filed in behind her. "Right then, we are going to study dark creatures this term, which means, we'll be spending the rest of our lesson's either in here or the dark forest. I will tell you a lesson in advance when we'll be going into the forest. Any questions?" Several hands shot up. "Yes Ron?" "We won't be going in the forest at night will we?" A couple of people shot scared looks at Page. "It depends on what we will be looking for. I won't put you into serious danger, we just have to study the creatures, and Hagrid will be coming with us, so don't worry. Yes Hermione?" "Why do we have to spend some lessons down here?" She asked. "Because some creatures prefer the dark. And as you can see, there are no windows down here. OK then, lets go back up to the classroom." Page led them back out of the Dungeons and to her classroom. As Page came into the classroom, someone was ripping books, she quickly darted in and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy Parkinson ripping up what looked like Harry's books. Harry emerged behind Page and looked upon the destruction with the deepest of loathing. He rushed forwards to them, but page held him back. "Ron, Neville help me here." She called to them as they came up behind her. They grabbed a hold of Harry who was struggling to break free from their grip. "You four, to the headmasters office. NOW!" They smirked to each other and casually left the room, passing Harry and smiling at him as he was trying to kick them with all his might. He, Harry finally relaxed as they had left the room and raced to look at what was left of his bag and books. Page dismissed the class and went to Harry. "What did they destroy?" Page asked him. "All my books and my bag. Luckily they didn't break my wand." Ron and Hermione looked on in trepidation. "Right you guys come with me, and Harry don't do anything stupid, ignore them. Unless you want to spend detention with me, or McGonagall." He didn't answer, but quickly left the room, with his demolished books. As Page, Harry, Ron and Hermione got to the entrance to the spiralling staircase, Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle were waiting for them. They abruptly stopped talking as Page approached. "Screaming Candy Canes" Page said to the gargoyles, they immediately stepped aside to let them all pass to the stairs. It spun upwards towards Dumbledore's office. Page heard Pansy giggling to Draco. She turned around, he smiled at her in a you-cant-do-anything-to-me way. As they got to the top, Page knocked hard on the door, unintentionally. The door opened by itself, and they all walked in. "Ah yes Page. Is something the latter?" Dumbledore was sitting at his desk again, looking at pieces of parchment. "I took my class down to the dungeons to talk about what we are going to work on for the next term and when we came back I found these four tearing up Harry's bag and his books." At this Harry held up his bag for Dumbledore to see. "Would you like to explain yourselves?" He said looking at Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy tried to stop herself laughing by coughing. "We did it because of Potter sir." Draco said. Both Crabbe and Goyle nodded at this, and both mumbled a "yeah". "Hmm I see, but it does not give you the right to destroy someone's property. I shall see to your house teacher, Professor Snape. Page would you kindly escort Hermione and Ron to their next lesson and tell Professor Snape to come and talk to me while I talk to Harry and Draco?" Dumbledore asked her, while he was eyeing Harry and Draco carefully. "Yes headmaster. Common you two." Page took Hermione and Ron to Divination and Arithmancy. They each departed their own ways, and Page went back to her classroom. 'How could I have been so stupid?' Page thought, 'why didn't I lock the door properly?'. There was no denying it, it was partly Page's fault.
For the rest of the day Page felt a weight of guilt was filling in her stomach. Every time she'd pass a group of Slytherins she kept thinking that they would run into her office and start demolishing the table and chairs. By the time eight o'clock came to pass, Harry knocked on her door and he came in with Hermione and Ron. "Well what happened, what did he say?" Page asked them as though her life depended on hearing some good news. "Fifty points have been taken from all of them, and they are receiving detentions from Filtch, although I'm sure that will try and bunk off. I am sick of it! Why couldn't they just go away to Durmstrang like Malfoy wanted." Harry said as he sat down on Page's desk looking annoyed and tired. "Yeah well they didn't, did that? Look Harry, I know how much you hate Malfoy, we all do, but you will have to leave it mate, your gonna get into trouble if you start cursing him as you pass him in the corridors. Just ignore him." Said Ron. "So what am I going to do, let him curse me first? Fat chance. And you want to hit him just as much as me." Harry said. He looked away from Ron as though he had betrayed him. "Look Harry, Ron's right. You will get into trouble, but there is nothing we can do." Said Hermione. She was standing by the door looking upset. "I don't know what to suggest." She turned to Page. "I don't know either Hermione. Just stay away from him. All of you, and if he or Pansy hits you with a spell, come up to my office after you have been to the hospital wing, and we'll go and sort it out. Or the other idea I have and you wont like it, is if I escort you to your classes, everyday." Harry shot Page a filthy look. "I didn't think you'd like that." "Harry tell her what happened last night." Ron said breaking the silence. Harry snapped back into reality, as though being drenched with water. "Oh I er, was saying stuff in my dreams. That's all, its no big deal." He yawned as though it was old news. "He was screaming out you-know-who's name, and saying things, it sounded like a plan of attack or something, I had no clue what he was saying." Page went towards Harry, she grabbed his shoulders to make him look at her. "Is this true Harry?," he nodded, she turned to Hermione and Ron, "did you hear what he was saying?". "Something about June, and Hogwarts. Harry didn't make much sense, he was screaming more then talking." Ron was determined not to look at Harry, as Harry started to tense up to punch Ron. "Harry have you told Dumbledore?" Page rounded on Harry. "No, I tried to tell him in his office this morning, but I didn't get a chance to while Snape was there." He broke off looking more tired and annoyed then when he came into the room. "Hmm, I'm not sure what this means. I'll talk to Remus, maybe he has something. Although saying that," she broke off and looked at Harry curiously "maybe you can provide the answers. Think about it, you were trapped inside Voldemort's body for three weeks, maybe when you switched you got some of his memories or plans. It might be possible. But I'll talk it over with Remus and Dumbledore. Hmm I thinks it's best if you lot get some homework done before you go to bed." Page said. They all headed for the door. "Oh and tell people when the D.A. is going to meet up." Page called after Harry, he gave her the thumbs up before closing the door. Page took a deep steady breath and continued marking tests.