Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other element of the story. Emily Black and her mother, brother (Zandyr), and Isaac (well . . . He is also Monsoon's) are my creations so don't use without permission :) Sarah (sweets), Rilee, and Nephiro own themselves.

A/N: And I'm posting this before I said I would. Be happy. Omigod. If you have had the pleasure of reading Order of the Phoenix, I'm sure you've come across the small dilemma I have with Emi BLACK and Draco MALFOY. nods I am fully aware of it and I plan to keep writing as if I have no clue they are umm… yeah, related. She will find out eventually. And it will suck. But for now smiles Pretend you don't know it. Anyway. Monsoon and her friend Jenna help me with this chapter. Haha. We use AIM and did "on-the-spot-thinking". It's great! I have more than dialogue in this one. Enjoy!

Chapter 18: Infirmary Again

When I got to the archery room, the door was unlocked. Confused, I pulled out my wand and slowly opened the door, peering in. It swung open and revealed a room devoured in complete blackness, except for the spots here and there where the light from the hallway hit. I could see the shape of Rilee sitting in the middle on the floor; her back turned towards the door. "Rilee?" I whispered. She didn't flinch; she didn't speak. I walked in a little and stopped, to let the door close behind me. She still hadn't made any movement. Maybe she was sleeping? Ha. Fat chance. "Rilee?" I said again, hoping this time I'd get some kind of response. I walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. Slowly she turned around and I stepped back in horror. Rilee's face was covered in blood and her hair was matted in the same thick substance. "Merlin! What happened to you Riddle?" I crouched down to her face level. Rilee tried opening her mouth but it was caked with blood and hard to move. She moved her forearm to her lips and wiped her mouth. She pulled the cloth away and stared at it. Then, she tried to stand up but wobbled in the process. I grabbed a hold of her arms and helped her to her feet, still holding them to keep her standing. "Nod if you want me to take you to Madame Pomfrey's." Rilee straightened her shoulders as best she could and kept her head still. Slowly she shook her head spraying droplets of blood onto me.

She tried to speak and managed a small croak, "Just take me to . . ." Rilee's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she collapsed.

"Shit! Riddle! Wake up!" She gave no response and her body remained limp in my arms. Panic rushed through me. I began to approach the door and found the extra weight of Rilee too much to bear. I laid her back on the floor and flung the door open. The hallway was empty like always. "Someone! Come quick! Help!" I yelled as loud as I could. I heard footsteps further along down the corridor but they weren't going fast enough. 'They mustn't have heard me' I yelled again. The footsteps started to quicken. "Hurry! Please!" I dragged Rilee out of the room and locked the door behind me as the footsteps drew nearer. Even if she is hurt, I can't let anyone know about the room. The person rounded the corner and I saw the built body of the hot Ravenclaw, Isaac Qwin, appear. He stopped running and stared wide eyed at me. "Don't just stand there!" Rilee's eyes flickered for a brief moment darting from me to Isaac before glazing over and completely blacking out. "No!" Isaac sprinted down the hall and looked at me for some kind of explanation.

"What happened to her?" he asked, sounding just as worried as I am.

"I found her in the hallway! I can't carry her myself!" His eyes moved from me to Rilee before taking some form of action. He bent down and grabbed her arms. He hoisted her into his arms, already soaked with blood. From where she lay before, was a large pool of blood had formed and was now spreading.

"Come on," he said quietly. I followed him down the corridor, our pace quickening with each step. Every couple of feet, you could see a new drop of blood land on the stone tiles.

We rounded the corners, each time they got sharper and more - well - deadly. They only time we slowed our pace was when we ran upstairs. With each step the blood flowing from Rilee's hidden wounds increased and covered the floor with even more filth. 'Filch is going to have a field day with this' I thought. Then it hit me and it felt like my heart stopped. My chest tightened as the thought of not making it to the infirmary in time flooded my brain. The world around started to spin and I felt I was no longer in control of my self. I stopped and tried to grip the wall for support. 'What the hell is happening to me?' Isaac stopped and turned to face me. "You okay?" I nodded my head but felt even dizzier.

"Keep going. She needs help," I told him quickly. "Don't wait for me!" He frowned but continued to run. I watched him disappear around the bend, the hall that contains the nurse. I leaned against the wall and slowly made my way, never lifting my back away from the surface in fear the world would begin spinning again. The trip took a shorter amount of time than I expected it too. I turned into the infirmary and saw Madame Pomfrey rushing around, trying to help the bleeding Rilee. Isaac stood there dazed until he realized I had made it. I was still gripping the frame, holding it tighter with every second fearing I might fall. My legs felt like Jell-O and it was getting harder to keep my eyes open. I felt faint, like someone had just smacked my hard on the back of the head and there was no stopping I what I know would eventually happen. I was frozen, scared to let go.

Isaac rushed over to me and picked me up like he had held Rilee. He walked over to the bed next to Rilee and gently plopped me down. "Get some rest, Black." I wanted to protest, but only had the energy to open my mouth. He just winked at me and walked away. I looked over at the busy scene next to my bed. 'I hope you live Rilee.' And I blanked out . . .

o.O

I woke up the next day. The sun was shining brightly through the window at the end of the infirmary. I rubbed my eyes and pulled my body up. Nephiro lay on the bed across from me, looking completely bored. She was tossing a small ball up and down, catching it with ease each time.

"I see you're finally up," she commented, stopping the ball and getting to her feet. I nodded and sighed. "Weren't you here just yesterday morning?"

"Yeah," I stated. "I'm beginning to hate this place a lot." She laughed.

"I can see why. Madame Pomfrey, told me you passed out."

"Well, that's obvious, isn't it?" I spat. I rolled my eyes and feel back down to my pillow.

"She said it was an after effect of the disperse spell." I groaned. Great, more things to remind me of that.

"Well, does this "effect" last long?" I asked, eyeing her.

"She doesn't know," she answered grimly.

"Just whoopedy-frickin' doo! Just another thing to add to my worries!" I said harshly. My words were directed towards Nephiro. "Sorry."

"Whatever. When you get out, find me. I need to talk to you." I nodded my head again and watched her walked towards the door.

Nephiro left, leaving me alone with the unconscious Rilee. I gazed at the sleeping body, glad she was alive, but feeling guilty. If I had gotten there on time maybe it wouldn't have been so bad. I saw Rilee move a little, followed by a cry of pain. She sat up real quickly, and I guessed it caused more pain. "Shit!" she cried. Rilee clutched her arms and began to rock back and forth like she was a mad man. Her eye traveled over to me. I opened my mouth to say something but decided against it. Now isn't the time to make snide remarks about her. Her eyes moved back to in front of her and she licked her lips, still rocking. "Black," she said. Her voice was quiet and hard to hear.

"Riddle," I replied. My mind was racing again. Now what to do? She was awake and I have nothing to say that would make her feel remotely better. Most likely I'd make her feel worse. My throat felt dry and I reached for the glass up water on the bedside table. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as I drank slowly.

"Do me a favor, K?" I nodded but continued to drink. "Don't ever miss a lesson again." I refrained from spitting the water out. I forced myself to swallow and placed the glass back down. So I was right! If I had come to my lesson, this might have never happened.

"Dumbledore called me to his office and-" I broke off. I had no excuse. The lesson had started before I went back into the castle. I was wasting time talking to Nephiro. A new wave of guilt washed through me. This was my fault! She glared at me as I spoke, making me feel even more uncomfortable. Was she blaming me too? She winced just a little as she threw the covers off herself and swung her feet around so they touched the floor. "I'm really sorry Rilee." She gripped the bed and stood up.

"Bite me, Black," she responded.

"Wait a second! If it weren't for me Rilee, you'd still be there! Probably dead!" I let my voice rise. I don't care anymore. If she is going to be a bitch, then so was I! "You should be happy."

"I guess you didn't look at where I sat in the archery range did you. Didn't bother to glance at the ground," she sneered. "I was fine. There was no pool of blood until you came. I was doing fine. If you hadn't shown up I would have been healed in a day or two."

"Oh, I'm sorry for letting the emotion "care" take over me Riddle! I'm sorry I was trying to be a, what's that called again, friend!"

She curled her lip. "I told you not to bring me here but you wouldn't listen. So guess what now, I have poison flowing through my veins." I was angry but the statement hit me as a shock. She walked over to where her clothes were and turned to me. "Who ever said I was your friend Black?" Rilee limped into the infirmary bathroom and slammed the door shut. 'Just great. First the spell effect, now this. The day keeps getting better and better!' In a few minutes she emerged for the bathroom and glared at me again. She looked at the clothes she had worn yesterday. Madam Pomfrey has done as much as she could to get the blood out. "This is great," she said sarcastically.

I got to my feet and reached for my sweater that was taken off. The infirmary suddenly felt cold to me when she returned. Her abrupt hatred towards me puzzled my brain and I could figure out what she meant by "poison".

"Even if you aren't my "friend", I wasn't going to walk away! What else was I suppose to do?" My body felt hot and I had the desire to remove the hoodie I had just put on stuck in my head. "I'm happy that me trying to help someone gets me hated. I should try in more often." I began walking to the door.

"Whatever." My body wanted to punch her, like I had done to Nephiro, but my morals stopped me. She was injured and I shouldn't induce more of them. Yeah right. Like one punch would hurt her too much. I shrugged and walked out.

"Miss Black! Come back Miss Black!" I ignored the nurse's cries and continued down the hall.

A/N: Nooooo! Rileeeeeeeee! sniffles Well that sucked, lol. Oh well. Even I have no clue what happened to her. Monsoon and her evil secrets! Grrr her! Hehe. :P Anyway. The next chapter has the return of the other characters! Oh joy. Be prepared for that. What the hell will Draco do? Will she go against Dumbledore and tell him? What about Rilee? What exactly happened in the archery room? OK, enough questions. I wanna know what you think Jess, Monsoon and I will have happen. Let me know your prediction. :)