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55- Face It

'Don't go after him,' Snape told Mona roughly. 'He's not worth it.'

'Madam Pomphrey, can I go?' Mona asked the slightly shocked nurse.

'Just drink this hot chocolate,' she said handing her a huge glass, 'and then you can go.'

Mona looked at the glass; unless, she drank fast she wasn't getting out tonight. Snape got up, seeing there was no reason for him to stay any longer. It seemed that he didn't want anyone else to see him here.

After about half an hour and an exceedingly full stomach, Mona made her way over to the Gryffindor Common Room. When she entered, she couldn't find Harry, Ron, or Hermione anywhere. Other Gryffindors motioned to her and asked her if she was alright. After saying she was fine, Mona climbed the Gryffindor stairs to the Girl's dorms. She found Hermione talking with Ginny on her bed; Ginny looked up at Mona strangely.

Instantly, Mona thought, 'She knows.'

'Look,' she said, slightly angry, 'if you guys are all going to go against me, because of what I am, then... then...'

'We aren't going against you,' Hermione said calmly. 'Some of us are just... a little shocked.'

'Ya,' said Mona, 'like when Harry heard...'

'Harry,' Hermione interrupted, 'Harry seems to be the most shocked of us all.'

'He came in, running,' Ginny explained, 'we asked him what was wrong. He didn't answer, he just went straight to the dorms. Ron followed and came down a while later.'

'He came down slowly, like in a trance,' Hermione said, 'then he told us...'

'But, you already knew didn't you,' Ginny said, looking at Hermione, 'anyways, he told us that Harry had told him that you were related to Snape, he was your uncle. He said Harry was... was...uhh,' she looked at Hermione.

'Would I be doing justice if I said surprised?' Hermione said with a shrug of her shoulders.

'That's most definitely an understatement,' Ginny said, sadly.

'Anyways when you came in we were meaning to ask you something. We would like to know,' Hermione looked at Ginny quickly, 'how much you know.'

If Mona was confused, that was an understatement.

'What are you talking about?' Mona said, sitting next to them on the bed.

'About,' Ginny said, looking at Hermione, 'the Order.'

'Order... order what?' Mona looked at both of them.

'She doesn't know,' Ginny stated, looking at Hermione in shock. 'But, how can't she know? Her... uncle, is in it; we are, the guys are.'

'Shouldn't Dumbledore let her know,' said Hermione, 'or is there a reason why she shouldn't know?'

'But, it's not like she's on the Dark Side or something, is she?' said Ginny.

'Hello!' shouted Mona, 'I'm still here!'

Both girls looked at Mona, they looked at her strangely. Mona felt things were going to be different from now on.

Mona picked up her bag and made her way off to Potions. She wasn't in a very good mood at all. It seemed her best friends were spreading away from her, especially Harry. He barely even looked at her now, and rarely talked to her.

With a sigh, Mona entered the class and sat down at a desk in the front of the class. She knew she'd be sitting alone today; after all, Parvati wasn't brave enough to sit in the front of the class. Snape looked slightly surprised that Mona had taken the front seat, but he didn't say anything. As more people started filling into the class, a thought filled her head, 'Is there a problem?'

'Only when you're around,' Mona thought back to Snape.

'Why, aren't you in a sweet mood,' Snape sarcastically thought to her.

'Just like you always are,' Mona thought sarcastically as well. She looked up at Snape and could have sworn that he was trying to stop himself from smiling.

'Settle down,' Snape said out loud, 'Today we shall be making a complex form of the...' Mona dozed off, lost in her miserable thoughts again.

When she realized that the class was taking out their cauldrons, Mona started to do so as well, when she realized that someone had come to sit beside her. A bubble of hope filled her that it was Harry, but that bubble popped when she saw it was someone else.

Malfoy

Great, Mona thought, just great. Could this day get any worse?

'Possibly,' an interrupting voice entered her head.

Mona miserably started putting ingredients into her cauldron after reading the instructions a couple of times.

Suddenly, Snape sent her a thought, 'Why is that Potter boy staring at you?'

Mona looked around quickly and saw Harry working hard over his potion, he wasn't looking at her. 'Liar,' Mona sent back as she heard Snape inwardly snicker.

Turning back to her potion, the vile of green liquid she was holding hit the edge of her cauldron. It nearly fell in, except a white hand grabbed her wrist and the vile.

'Careful,' Malfoy said quietly, putting the vile on the table. He looked at her, 'the explosion that would have caused could have messed up both our potions.'

'Hmmm,' Mona thought, maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all.

56- Exams

The days passed and things didn't seem to be looking up for Mona. Before she knew it, it was time for exams. Mona remembered when she and Hermione would sit in the library and study. Now, the only people she studied with were Lavender and Parvati.

'So did you hear what she told him?' Lavender told Parvati, as they were 'studying.'

'No, but come on, tell me how they broke up,' Parvati said, looking at Lavender excitedly.

'She said that Chris said that Max told him that a few second years saw him talking and holding hands with Mai,' Lavender said, breathless.

'No!' Parvati gasped, 'He would never.' She looked nearly horrified.

Mona sighed loudly, hoping she would get their attention. British gossip, she thought, is even worse than Arabian! The girls looked at her, then continued talking.

Mona got up, she was going to go and study by herself outside.

Maybe, she thought, she would find a few people that were also trying to be aurors, even if they were from different houses.

Walking around the grounds, Mona decided to stay on a bit of ground near the green houses.

On the way, she saw Jack, a 7th year that was also trying to be an auror. Surrounded by books, anyone could tell that he was in Ravenclaw. He looked up at her through his hazel brown eyes and waved. His eyes glittered in a friendly innocent way that could belong to a blonde, but Mona knew he was smarter than he looked. She put her books down carefully on the ground and sat beside him.

'Hey,' said Mona, 'you think you could help me study?'

'Ya,' he said, 'You see, I'm studying myself and I guess it could be a good review for both of us.'

'Alright,' Mona said, opening one of her books, 'What are the roots of the Mirage Charm?'

'Easy one,' Jack boasted, 'It came from 1700's Madrid. An old wizard, Margo Ricardia, was a professional at the bull thing. You know,' he tried to explain,' when those people in the ring go tauro... tauro... and they wave a red sheet and a bull runs after them?' Mona nodded, 'Anyway, when he got older, he thought he could still play if he could make the bull see the red sheet in a different place than where it really was.' He paused for a bit, 'It worked and that's about it.'

'Good,' said Mona, 'now, you ask me a question,' she handed him her book.

'Alright,' he said, but he put the book on the ground, 'Why aren't you studying with Harry Potter? He's by far the best in the class, not to mention you wouldn't have to go out of your common room to study with him.'

'Uhhh...' she said, thinking quickly, 'Because... he's helping Hermione study Muggle Studies.'

Jack burst out laughing, 'That's the most obvious lie I've ever heard,' he looked at her, 'Come on, tell me.'

'Just uhh, we had a fight,' she said. Suddenly, a strong wind ruffled her hair and a voice filled her ears.

'Come Isabella, join me. Tonight, we will meet at the House of Riddle... Isabella...'

'Was it bad?' Jack asked pulling back his brown hair.

'Huh,' Mona murmured, looking at him. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Was that mum, she thought. Mum's alive; she survived.

And someone wants to meet her.