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--Accusations and Reactions--

(Harry's POV)

The Divinitation room was melting Harry's brain. He didn't even try to follow the lesson as he tried to remember the Cooling Charm Hermione found the other day.

He marveled at Hermione who, despite her disinterest in the class and especially the teacher, wasn't bleeding by the hand at the speed of her note taking. She was satisfied with the class for now because today they were doing nothing but taking notes on dates and great, past seers.

Ron's head, which was face down on the table, was emitting light snores. His parchment was as blank as Harry's and unless Hermione let them copy her notes, they were done for.

He glanced over at Drisana who was sitting with Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown since there were only three chairs to a table. Her face appeared bored and she pretended to write something every time Trelawney's eyes looked over at her. Her left arm held up her head as her right hand, holding a quill, was poised for writing and was dotting her parchment with ink.

Feeling his gaze, she turned to Harry and raised her eyebrows as if saying 'What?' before he looked back to the window for a hopeful breeze. His bangs were gathering the sweat from his forehead and it began to drip on the table. He watched the cloth soak it up and wondered just why he and Drisana were going to Dumbledore after class.

Yes, something weird is definitely going on thought Harry. But why, whenever something is wrong, I have to go running to Dumbledore? What can he possibly know about this?

Probably more then you Harry he heard. He caught his breath in his surprise, but continued to look out the window. He hadn't gotten used to another person jumping in his head to discuss his thoughts yet.

Can't a person think in peace for one minute? He thought bitterly at Drisana.

Not when your speaking....erm....thinking so loud. It's impossible for me to do anything BUT butt in. Harry glanced over at her, his face scowling. Besides, you know going to Dumbledore is the right thing to do. Your just mad cuz now I know you fancy Co-

"GAAAH" cried Harry as he practically jumped out of his chair. He was embarrassed enough that Drisana knew, but he'd be damned before he let her tell Anyone! He started to scowl at her, but she was to busy looking at the table with a smile on her face. Next to her Parvati Patil was staring at Harry.

"Ahem" Professor Trelawney said, looked surprised at Harry, thinking he might finally want to participate in the class. "Is something wrong dear? Are you feeling ill? My crystal gazing said you might have a worried hand in today's affairs." She looked excitedly at him "Would you like to explore deeper into your troubles?"

Harry looked around the room when Professor Trelawney started speaking to see the entire class was looking at him with eyes as wide as hers seemed behind her magnifying glasses. He had accidentally called out with his voice to stop Drisana from thinking what she knew and when Professor Trelawney paused for his answer, he looked blankly at her. "What? No. Sorry. Just.....a bee." He mumbled. He took his seat and stared at his paper, putting his arm around it to hide the fact that it was blank.

Good move Harry Drisana's voice sarcastically said.

Shut up! Harry thought back as the final bell rang. He got up with the rest of the class and was intending to hurry to the common room so Drisana wouldn't bother him, but she was at his side in an instant.

"You ready?" she said, actually speaking this time. She looked fine at first, but he looked closer and saw she was a wreck. Harry was nervous about talking to Dumbledore too but Drisana almost looked scared.

He didn't forget she just made a fool out of him, but he knew she was going to talk to Dumbledore with or without him, so he just sighed and followed her out the door.

(Drisana's POV)

They walked down the corridor when Ron and Hermione caught up with them. "What was all that about Harry?" asked Ron, not noticing Hermione, several steps behind, books overflowing from her arms. Harry went over and helped her get everything straightened while Ron waited for his answer.

"We gotta be somewhere Ron." Drisana said. Ron turned to her, but once Hermione was in control of her books, she too looked up at Harry and asked "Where? What's going on with you Harry? You've been acting weird all weekend. You and Drisana."

Harry and Drisana glanced at each other. They still weren't sure whether or not to tell anyone. Drisana wasn't worried about them thinking they were freaks or something, but she thought that Dumbledore should be the first to know. After all, she wasn't sure how much they were supposed to know in the first place.

In their heads, Drisana and Harry were debating whether or not to tell them when Ron's words distracted them quiet a bit.

"Are you two an item now?" He said with his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his face.

Everything stopped. Ron looked at Harry. Harry stared at Ron, his mouth open in disgust. Hermione looked at Drisana who was looking at Ron, just as disgusted as Harry.

"NO" echoed throughout the castle.

"What are you daft?" Harry cried. "Drisana? Get real!"

"You've got to be kidding me!" Drisana said, shocked. "Him? I mean no offense Harry, but Never!"

"Sorry, sorry." Ron said putting his hands up. "It's just you guys haven't been separated since Saturday and whenever you are together, you barley look at each other."

Ron stopped. Drisana was giving him an evil glare and Harry stood there shocked. He stood there uncomfortably until Hermione broke the silence.

"Then where are you going?"

Drisana opened her mouth and began "Well-"

"We're going to talk to Dumbledore." Said Harry "about a sort of problem." He looked serious and suddenly taller. Drisana looked over at him and thought I thought we were going to talk to Dumbledore first! but he didn't have a chance to answer when Ron started asking question after question.

"What happened? Was it Malfoy? I knew it. Did he hurt you? Or you Drisana?" he looked at her "I woulda pounded his face. When did this happen? Why didn't you tell us?"

"RON! Stop!" Drisana cried. She didn't want to hear this right now. Not when Hermione looked like she was going to faint. She was so white and was leaning on the wall for support. Drisana went to her side and put her arm around her.

"I'm fine. I swear. Me and Harry....just....erm" when she said it in her head, she knew it sounded silly. Saying it out loud would make it sound just plain stupid.

Hermione didn't care though. "Drisana, if you don't want to tell us you don't have to, but I know that if your going to Dumbledore then it's pretty serious. Especially if Harry's involved." She still looked worried, but her face was restoring color again.

Drisana smiled and gave Hermione a tight squeeze. "I promise, on my very own grave, that after I talk to Dumbledore, even if he tells me not to, you will be the first person to know everything. Just let me talk to him first. It's complicated and I'm hoping he'll be able to explain everything." Hermione nodded and hugged Drisana back.

"Fine then." Interrupted Ron "Then go to Dumbledore and hurry back." He walked next to Hermione and steered her toward the common room. "We'll be waiting."

Harry nodded and he and Drisana began to walk the other way towards Dumbledore's office. They walked in silence. They were so concentrated on their own thoughts, they didn't hear the other's in the back of their heads.

They reached the stone Gargoyle in a few minutes and stopped. Drisana looked over at Harry who was staring at the door. He looked thoughtfully at the door for a moment then turned to her.

"Erm, Drisana? We don't know the password." he said with a sad smile.

She looked at him mischievously. "It's ok. We really don't need the password."

Harry looked at her confused and she smiled. She took out her wand and tapped the top of the Gargoyle's head. She muttered something under her breath and the Gargoyle's eyes lit up. It glared at Drisana as it moved out of the way, revealing a beautiful staircase. It began to move and Harry and Drisana hopped on it, knowing where it was taking them.

A:N/ Didn't I tell you this chapt was going to be boring?? The next chapter will be MUCH more interesting. I've been waiting to write this chapt for a while and was so upset when I realized I had to wait. This chapt would just be too long if I wrote more. I'm sorry, but the more reviews I get, the faster I'll write (that's not exactly fair, but...but.....I Really Really Really want some reviews cries Hehe, just kidding).

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