Harry seated himself down for his first class of N.E.W.T. level potions. Snape turned around to the black board and began bewitching the chalk to write the lesson of the day on the board. As he did the door quietly opened and a girl w/ long light brown hair entered, unnoticed by any but Harry. As she saw what Snape was doing she began to rush to her seat. But she wasn't going to get away with being late. As she passed Draco Malfoy's desk he stuck out his foot sending her sprawling to the floor with a yelp.

"Ah Miss Andrews how good of you to decide to join us, and with such a graceful prompt entrance too" Draco snickered as did the rest of the Slytherines. "5 points from Ravenclaw, be on time Miss Andrews"

Ravenclaw? Thought Harry then he remembered that there were only two potions classes at this level and that they were mixed of all the houses. Harry then noticed that the girl was limping, Draco had hurt her. This angered Harry more than he realized . Watching the girl he noticed how hurt she looked, her large blue eyes focused on her feet as she blinked back tears. Harry knew those tears, they weren't from pain, no. Those tears were of frustration. Draco had bothered her before.

Throughout the class Harry studied the girl. He came to realize she was very pretty. Her light brown hair was long but it's waves lightly framed her face. Her pale skin was still lightly red with embarrassment. Her eyes were very wide and they were an incredibly dark blue. Harry decided to talk to her after class, ask her if her ankle was okay.

"excuse me?" Harry reached out to tap the girl on the shoulder but she was moving quickly and did not hear him. She was rushing away from Draco as fast as she could.

The next day at breakfast Harry was happily gloating about not having a class like Hermione. Hermione was off to ancient runes whilst Ron and Harry had a free period. Ron was going back to the common room to finish his Transfiguration essay and Harry had decided to go to the library . He had a note from Tonks ( his new D.A. teacher) that would let him into the restricted section. As he walked there he noticed the pretty Ravenclaw girl walking ahead of him, and in the same direction. Oddly he felt excited by this. Harry found himself attempting to wipe all the crumbs off of his robes and look nonchalant at the same time.

Harry put his bag down on a desk and then went to show his note to madam Pince who let him in straight away. After he grabbed the book about pain causing spells that he needed he went back to his desk. Looking covertly around Harry soon spotted her. Sitting on a table with her back to a huge bookcase. She was by the window in an area no one else was in. Right across from him. She put the book she was reading down and stood on the table looking at the highest shelf to find the book she needed. The girl then grabbed a book and stepped down wincing in pain. Her ankle was swollen, Harry could se it even beneath her silver and blue striped sock. Harry was feeling bold, he got up and walked over.

"Is your ankle okay?" Harry was surprised how hard those simple words were to say to this girl "I mean, I saw you, I saw Draco trip you yesterday." suddenly nervous Harry wished he had just sat back down and not come over.

"um I'm fine" she looked him straight in the eye. Harry found this a little unnerving. "Its just a recurring injury is all, thanks for asking. I didn't catch your name"

"Oh okay, that's good, your welcome, and its Harry" The girls already large eyes grew even larger at this but she quickly concealed her surprise , which Harry was grateful for.

"My name's Guinevere" Harry was struck how well her name suited her. She loke like she could have stepped right out of a fairy tale.

"What's up with you Harry?" Ron waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes while they sat in front of the fire in the common room. Harry was wondering what Guinevere was doing, probably studying.

"Harry?!" Hermione chimed in this time. "Stop daydreaming about quidditch and start your charms practice! These are our newts we are talking about here."

"Oh Hermione lighten up its only first week back."

"And your point is? Do you want to start off on the wrong foot?"

"Ug!"

"You know I am right Ron just admit it!"

"Give me the book then!" With a last glare of defiance Ron snatched the book Hermione was trying to give him. She smirked and gladly handed it over.

"Well since I have already finished my home work I am off to bed" Hermione gave them one last triumphant look and headed up the stairs to her dormitory.

"I'm going for a walk"

"Okay mate" Ron was used to Harry's restlessness by now and was engrossed in his studying for once.

Harry hadn't been sleeping much lately. Not since Sirius had died. He had dreams about him about when they had first met. Except now when they were riding on Buckbeak once again Sirius would fall. Just like he had through the veil. Harry would awake after a few hours of sleep and lay there, not willing to go back to sleep and have the dream again. But sometimes taking a walk before bed and thinking things through helped to delay the dream and give him an extra hour or so of dreamless sleep, which he badly needed.

Harry walked down the stairs and up to the owlry. After saying goodnight to Hedwig he decided to walk to the north tower. That was where Buckbeak and Sirius had dropped he and Hermione off, way back in their third year. Once up there he stood by the wall and looked out at the sky, remembering that happy ride when he had saved his Godfather.

Harry suddenly heard someone coming up the stairs, terrified it was a teacher he crouched in the shadows. Why hadn't he brought his invisibility cloak?! But it was not a teacher who emerged from the stairway, it was Guinevere. Harry stood up as quickly as he had crouched.

"You! what are...NO!" Harry had scared her, she stepped backward and missed the top step she was falling, falling like Sirius had fallen. Harry wouldn't let it happen again. He leaped to her side and caught her by the hand. Pulling her to her feet her grabbed her waist to steady her.

"Are you okay?" Harry said breathlessly practically shaking with fright. "I didn't mean t o scare you"

"yes, yes I'm fine" She looked as terrified as Harry felt "thank you for catching me."

"No problem." Harry had promised himself that no one would ever fall while he was there, not again. He only wished his reflexes had been as sharp that night last summer. But they hadn't been. An awkward silence followed. Harry didn't know what to say.

"Why did you let Daco treat you how he did, tripping you and all?" Harry heard himself blurt this out.

"I um" she didn't want to tell him Harry could tell. "well I, I mean he" she sighed heavily " we have an awkward history lets put it that way"

"does he bother you a lot?" Harry didn't want anyone to bother this girl.

"Oh no. We just don't get along"

"Oh."

"Next time he harasses you tell me." Harry expected this to make her smile but she didn't smile. Instead the look in her eyes was a mix between regret and longing to say something she couldn't.

"Thanks" Her smile was very forced.

"We should probably go back to our common rooms now"

"yeah probably"

The two of them walked slowly down the tower and adjoining corridor together. Talking as they went. Harry decided he had imagined the look in her eyes. They talked about quidditch and the upcoming match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. And they talked about homework and all manner of stuff. Harry found Guinevere very easy to talk to.