This entire chapter is in Harry's Point f View unless otherwise specified.

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Ron, Hermione, and Harry sped towards Hogsmeade on their brooms. The scene that met their eyes upon arrival sent chills down Harry's spine. There were Death Eaters. Maybe even close to one hundred. Witches and wizards were dueling with the black, masked figures. But having little success.

Harry searched for Jasmine, suddenly spotting her. She was fighting off three death eaters, and a fourth was approaching. "Stupefy!" Harry yelled, and the fourth Death Eater toppled onto the ground.

Some of the Death Eaters looked up. Now that they were found out, the Gryffindor trio started raining spells on the Death Eaters, having an advantage, being in the air. So, I guess she's not with Voldemort, Harry mused, watching as Jasmine dueled fiercely with three new Death Eaters, the previous three laying in a pile behind her.

Suddenly, Harry saw Jasmine's wand fly out of her hand. She didn't look the least bit alarmed, She brought her right hand across her chest, far past onto the left side of her body, then flung it forward and back to the right as if swatting something. A burst of yellow flames erupted from her hands, and the three Death Eaters tumbled to the ground, dead.

Huh, Harry thought. How the hell did she just do that?

Harry was disturbed from his thoughts. There was a series of popping noises as multiple Aurors materialized. Not wanting to get in trouble, the three friends flew back to the common room. They were met by a bedraggled looking Jasmine. Who had somehow managed to arrive before them, even though being without a wand.

"You guys shouldn't have gone there. The Aurors would have taken care of it," Jasmine said. She looked more tired than Harry had ever seen her.

"A couple of minutes ago you didn't seem to mind going," Ron said.

"I didn't want you guys to get killed," was her reply, and she truly did look honest, but that didn't take Harry's anger away.

"Oh yeah? What happened to hating us, huh?" Harry said.

"I don't hate you, and even if I did, I wouldn't want you dead-"

The entire time, Ron looked like he was contemplating something, he then finally said, "And how did you Apparate?"

Harry had been thinking that as well. "In the school?" He added, dropping the subject of hating each other.

Hermione looked deep in thought, she then said "And how did you dissapperate in fire?"

"Ugh. What, are you guys my personal interrogator's? Geez. In the U.S I've already got my apparating License. And as for me being able to do it in the school....... um... Professor Dumbledore took the spell prohibiting apparating and dissapperating off in the Gryffindor common room for me, so I could practice, Ya know..." Harry noticed that she avoided the apparating with fire question. Hermione looked as if she was going to press the subject, but Harry remembered something else.

"How did you do that wandless magic before... you know, with those three Death Eaters?" He asked. She looked uncomfortable.

"You saw that?" Jasmine sounded alarmed, but quickly gained her composure. "Oh, well. I really have no idea how that happened, it was a total accident..."

"Accident?!" Harry was annoyed now that she was keeping something from them. "I don't care what you say, that was sure as hell no accident. You killed them, Jasmine!"

"Look, I don't know how that happened. I'm going to bed," Jasmine said, then stalked up the staircase.

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I know, incredibly short chapter. But I don't want to start a new day yet. Please review.