When Harry woke up he was in the hospital bed, sprawled on his stomach. His wings spilled out of the bed. "Sirius?" He looked around, no one…the room was empty. He lay back don with a sigh. What happened? Draco was really possessed by the devil…and I fought him, I'm an angel…Who's Celice…Is Sirius Celice? I know I'm Auron…I think I know Celice. All I remember is that girl…Katherine. I gave up my wings for her. I fell in love with Katherine. Ginny!

He fell with a loud thump out of bed. "Sirius! Someone….Ginny's dead."

"Harry!"

He smiled at the brunette running in. "Hey Torri."

"Are you alright?" She set a tray down on his bedside table and sat down on the side of the bed. "Did your wigs make it hard for you to sleep?"

"No, I slept fine, but Ginny!"

Torri frowned. "You've been asleep for a week Harry, we were getting worried. But…Look about Ginny. I don't know how to say…"

"What happened!" Harry insisted.

A voice from the door answered in a low drawl. "Everyone thinks you killed Ginny Weasly."

Harry's head shot toward the door, standing there was Draco. "Draco?"

"Hiya Harry. I'm doing fine, no need to ask, but you won't be."

"But I didn't kill Ginny!" Harry protested, getting back into bed. He was all tangled in his sheets.

"I know that." Draco growled irratablly. "But Ron doesn't. He's insane. One girl said they say you starring out the window at Ginny. She told Ron and he went crazy. Some people say you used dark magic and drove her insane, some people think you actually pushed her. Look Harry it's crazy out there."

Harry nodded slowly. "I'll deal with it. I always do. But Draco…I-how-I don't understand how you can be alright! You were possessed by the devil, Ginny killed herself while you were playing violin. Don't you feel guilty!"

Draco smiled and sat down on the bed across from Torri. "Unlike you I don't blame myself for everything. I don't feel at all guilty, I wasn't under control of what I was doing. So I'm not to blame."

"Wish I could think like that." Harry mumbled, falling face first back into his pillow.

"That's why you us darling." Torri said kindly. "Now eat!" She waved a fork with a potato on it. Harry looked over at her with a rougish grin, he opened his mouth and Torri popped the potato in. Draco chuckled at the boy who lived. "Don't worry to much about that girl. Me n' Draco don't think you killed anyone. Mione's still on you're side. She's trying to talk Seamus and Dean over. Neville's undecided, but Lav's still on our side."

"What about my wings?" Harry asked. "Ow awe we gowa get dem away." He said with his mouth stuffed full of potato.

"I think Padame Profey has a potion or something." Draco muttered. "Tor will you get Louie and all?"

"Yeah sure, Harry you'd better eat! Or I'll eat it all." As empaphis she grabbed a muffin and dashed out.

"Harry…Why do you think Ginny killed herself." Draco mused.

Harry sighed. "I don't know, I mean, normally she's pretty stable I guess. I can't understand why she killed herself. But she had prepared for it. She was in a white dress, she had this crazy grin on. I swear she'd lost her mind."

"Don't feel guilty about it Harry, she was crazy. Look it's not your fault okay?" The blonde insisted. "You can't blame yourself for this!"

"Okay…" Harry muttered. Draco was obviously not convinced.

"Harry! It's not your fault. No matter how much people may blame you for it. You didn't kill Ginny Weasly."

"But I could have caught her! Or used my wand or I could have told her to stop. I just watched. I watched her kill herself! She was still alive when she hit, she was still bleeding! I watched her kill herself." Harry wrapped his arms around his torso. A chill ran down his spine at the sight of her body.

Draco wrapped the covers tightly around him, carefully leaving his wings out of the wrap. "No you couldn't have. She was crazy."

"But I-"

"Did you push her?" Draco growled.

"No." Harry hung his head.

"Did you put a spell on her?"

"No."

"Then you didn't kill her." The Slytherin concluded.

"I should shut up. If I keep talking like this everyone'll think I want to kill myself." Harry murmured in a half amused voice. Draco's eyes darted over to his form nervously. The ebony haired boy's shoulder trembled. "I can only hurt people. I can only hurt you and Torri. I'm no angel…" silver tears trekked down his cheeks and landed on the sheet.

Draco didn't say anything, he just hugged the Gyrffindor tightly as he sobbed. "It's okay Harry. Don't think like that."

"I watched her die." He sobbed. "I saw her body fall from the tower and when she hit the ground I heard every bone in her body crack. Another person to add to the death list., all because they knew me!"

From the door the vampires all watched in silence, Torri moved closer to Louie for protection. Remus grabbed Sirius to keep him from running to Harry's side. Stella left first, the vampires followed her, Alex lingered for a moment. He bushed past Sirius, and whispered in his ear. "It won't help him with all of us here."

The grim clenched his fists tightly and followed when Remus tugged his sleeve gently.

Harry woke up again in the hospital bed, this time it was to Sirius and Alex's voices. "Sirius?"

"Harry! God I'm so glad you're awake! Are you okay, look it's not your fault about Ginny, so please don't-"

He was cut of by Harry's laughter. "Don't worry please Sirius. I'm fine. Really I am. I'm glad to see you to."

Sirius smiled down at him. "I'm starting to actually like you're hair long."

"It just gets in the way," Harry chuckled. "I like braiding it actually, Sirius what do I do about my wings?"

"Here!" Alex said with a grin, he shoved a glass full of dark purple liquid under Harry's nose. "Drink this and they'll sort of…Go back into your back. I put a numbing powder in there so you don't feel the pain."

Harry took a careful sip. "It tastes good." Alex beamed. "Can I make the wings come back?"

"If you will them to they will, now that you've awakened as Auron, they do belong to you now." Said Alex. "I'm just worried it'll be painful to have them open again."

Harry winced a little as the wings folded back inside him. "It still hurts." He looked behind him and grinned, the wings were gone, but there was a long red mark just behind his shoulder blades. "What's that?"

"It's the scar from your wings." Alex murmured. "That's very interesting. How do you feel?"

"Good…" Harry's brows furrowed in thought. "But I can't really feel my back to well."

"Don't worry, we'll leave you to get dressed, you can manage right?" Alex asked. Harry blushed and nodded. "Great, we'll be outside." Harry slipped out of bed carefully, testing his legs to make sure they weren't numb as well. He could stand alright. Next to the bed he found jeans and a long sleeved green shirt. TorriHe got into the jeans okay, the shirt was harder, but he managed.

"I'm good." Harry muttered as he walked out of the hospital wing. He peeked outside the door and was attacked by someone with very thick brown hair. "Mione!"

"Harry! We're so glad your okay!"

"Jesus you scared the hell out of me!" Lavender giggled. "We're so relieved you're awake."

"I'm doing fine, no worries." Harry laughed. "But how are Seamus and Dean and Neville doing?"

Lavender sighed. "Well….Ron jumped on Seamus when he suggested that you didn't kill Ginny, which I know you didn't. Dean….I think he's to pissed at Ron to join his little side. Ron is crazy thought, expect him to attack you at some point today."

"What day is it?"

"Hm? Oh…Um…I think it's Wednesday, you just missed breakfast. We're got defense against dark arts now."

"Hey Harry!"

The Gryffindor looked behind him and saw Seamus and Dean trotting down the corridor. Dean grinned at him. "Don't worry I think we're on your side in all this."

"Ginny's always been a bit unstable…" Seamus growled. He had a big purple bruise on his cheek, Harry just starred at in totally shocked. "Oh, bruise? Don't worry it'll fade."

"I'm sorry he attacked you." Harry muttered. "And I was just sleeping."

"Don't worry about it Harry. But we should head to class." Seamus said with a cheery smile. "We got you're bag for you." He tossed Harry the bag.

"Thanks so much you guys!" Harry wanted to hug them. "How's Morgan and Sirius doing?"

"Well Morgan's taken at least a thousand points from Gryffindor, given out numerous detentions, is PMSing all day. Remus is better, but he's gotten so angry sometimes it's scary! We haven't seen Sirius very much, he stays with Alex mostly." Hermione explained. "C'mon we have to go."

They trotted in a large pack down the hall and slid into the Defense agaist the Dark Arts class room. Mione went first followed by Harry with Seamus and Dean on either side and Lavender in the back, it was almost like they were protecting Harry. The human wall didn't kept the murderous looks from the Gryffindor side from getting through. Harry shivered. He sat down next to Torri on the front table, Hermione plopped down next to him and shot murderous glances back at Ron.

"Morning class." Morgan said lightly. She was perched on top of the desk again. There was silence in return. "Aren't we in a good mood." Someone coughed loudly. "So…We've understood the physical aspects of vampires, but we haven't gone into phycological aspects. Sadly I don't think any of you are interested." That got a few chuckles. "So we'll be learning defense spells against vampires. The first one is a wall one can use to keep them back."

"Excuse me professor, but aren't the vampires on our side?" One voice asked.

"Well….Some of them are, yes. But others aren't."

"Like who, that purple eyed guy!"

Morgan scowled. "No, like Mallvorn for example."

"Does he really exist?"

"We haven't seen him,"

Ron starred at her murderously. "Honestly you talk like you're afraid of him."

Morgan fixed him with a death look. "You are a fool Ronald Weasly. You don't understand what it means to be in pain or mourning over someone. You didn't give a damn about you're sister. Her death is only another reason for you to hate Harry because you're so damn jealous."

"Why you-"

Morgan decided to shut him up by scaring him. She opened her mouth showing sharp pointed fangs. "If you don't be quiet I'll make you be quiet. Now shut up, and listen."

The lesson went on without further incidences. They never actually learned the spell, just the theology behind it. As usual they didn't get any homework. As the class started to file out Harry just sat there. "Go ahead guys I'll meet you in divinatation."

Torri took her normal perch on the table, Draco gave her a quick kiss and followed everyone out.

"He's a bastard Harry don't listen to a word he says." Morgan growled. "He's just jealous of you. Low self confidence, totally incapable of anything on his own."

Harry just starred out the window. Maybe he would miss divinatation.

At Three thirty P.M. Remus Lupin was organizing the desk, with Remmy sitting on the closest table. The door opened just a crack and a small voice spoke.

"Professor Lupin?"

"Yes come in," Remus sighed. Damn them both! I can't find my lesson plan. He looked over at the girl and smiled. "Yes come in Miss Lovegood."

She walked carefully up to him, odd she didn't normally tremble, and she was never meek like she was now. She nodded politely to Remmy. She was clutching something in her folded arms. "Professor I found this in the girls bathroom, the one with moaning myrtle in it? The bathroom was flooded, and this washed out." She held out a small book bound with a lavender leather cover. Remus took it gently and slipped the book out of the cover. There was nothing written on the front, the cover kept the book from getting wet.

The diary, he assumed it was, had a black leather cover, it was small, old fashioned. He flipped open the book and thumbed through it. The pages were old…To old for a girls diary. "Did you actually go in the bathroom?"

She shook her blonde head. "No…I-I got a bad feeling. I just picked up the book and ran. I figured since you're the defense against the dark arts teacher I might as well give it to you."

"Thank you Luna…Don't you have a class to get to?"

"May I stay here professor? The bathroom really freaked me out."

Remus looked up at her. Luna Lovegood was not easily frightened. "Yes of course."

She moved behind his shoulder to get a better look into the book. "Do you know whose it was?"

Remus scanned the page quickly. It seemed normal enough…and on the second page it changed.

Dear Diary

Oh god today was terrible! I couldn't sleep at all last night. At breakfast I spilled syrup down my shirt, all the girls laughed at me. I ran back up to the tower and changed, but I was still late for potions, Snape was so mad! He took away fifty points from Gryffindor. Harry was sitting over by the Slytherin's. They all looked like they wanted to kill me! Everybody did.

Harry looks unhuman with his hair so long, I just want to stroke it, I never stopped liking him. He's so beautiful. I just want cry when I see Hermione and that girl Torri fawn over him. Torri, that slut. She's with Draco Malfoy. He's so horrible. Why does Harry go near him! And then Ron said something mean to Harry and he insulted me! Oh he hates me just because I'm Ron's little sister.

But I love him. I cry myself to sleep because I can't be with him. Because he doesn't love me back. Ron made fun of me in front of all the Gryffindors who are on his side. I hate my life! And everyone hates me!

Right now it's dinner and no ones here. Good! I hate them all because they made fun of me. Everyone always beats down on me! My parents don't even like me. I wish I could make them all pay, I would! But I'm just plain ordinary Ginny.

"Ginny's Diay." Remus breathed. "Oh God. It's dated a week before her suicide. Luna?"

"Yes professor."

"Why were you scared to go in the bathroom?"

She seemed to shiver. "I don't know. When I got close I felt so cold, like something was taking off my skin. And I'm not sure, but there wasn't any light from under the bathroom door. But that's not it. I just felt like something was there. I guess it probably was just peeves."

"No I don't think it was Peeves." Remus murmured. "Thank you very much for the diary Luna, I think it's best if you go back to your tower now. I'll read this and take a look around the bathroom."

"Yes Professor." She gathered her bag with a nod and a smile. She walked to the door, looking much more her self, when she turned her head at the door. "Professor? Please don't go in there alone. For my peace of mind at least."

"I won't, Good night Luna."

"Night Professor."

Remus sighed as the door clicked shut. "Rem?"

The vampire was behind him in an instant he scanned over the page. "Looks like she's a little unstable. Very unstable. She's very angry, and hurt. Perfect for a deal with the devil."
"What about the bathroom?"

"Don't go anywhere near that place alone. We get Hermione because she can see ghosts, I'll go find Louie and Stella, and Nommie to as Hermione is hers. Don't go near that bathroom!" He left Remus alone.

Don't go near the bathroom, don't go near the bathroom. He repeated mentally. Go near the bathroom, go near the- Damn it! Oh what can be in there? Probably is just peeves. He grabbed his wand and his robe and slipped out the door shrugging the patched thing on.

All too soon he was standing in the hall in front of the bathroom, in his muggle light blue jeans and white dress shirt, with his patched amber robe over it. He shivered anyway. Something was wrong in here. The only sound was the splash of his ratty sneakers through the water.

He shivered violently. There wasn't any light coming from under the bathroom door. "I shouldn't be here." He whispered. "Curosity killed the cat, in this case the stupid professor. Rem please come soon."

The finally reached the door, his hand wrapped around the golden knob and he froze. His back ached against his will, as if something had breathed against his neck. Remus glanced behind him, nothing. He looked back at the door and felt that same presence behind him. It was almost as thought arms wrapped around his middle pulling him away, cold, cruel arms. There was that damn thing against his neck.

"Whose there!" He whirled around, and cursed. No one was there. He looked into the water for good measure, and nodded nothing, he turned back to the door and froze. Painfully slowly he looked back into the water.

Reflected there was a man. He noticed at first how this man had something carved into his chest, second was his hands. Instead of fingers he had knives, long sharp blades, waiting to cut him, all covered in blood. Next was his face, the half lidded silver eyes, with thick dark lashes. The perfection of the face was undeniable, next was the hair, dark chestnut hair dripping with blood.

Remus puzzled over the hair a moment. It was almost as if the blood made it look all the better. The man was dressed in a dark shirt, open to reveal his bloody chest, and black pants as well, but he was shoeless. Needles jutted out of his perfect skin at all angles. The only part of his skin that was unmarred was his face, Perfect ablaster skin, as if this man had never seen the sun.

Remus eyes traveled to the air above the water, but there was no man there. "Peeves," He snarled. "Cut it out!" But he knew Peeves wasn't involved with this. The werewolf glanced back into the water, the man was still there. He raised his bloodied knives to his mouth and slowly licked each one clean, his eyes fixed on Remus'.

The werewolf took a deep breath and didn't do what any sane person would do, which was run. He had to see what was in that bathroom. He twisted the knob and his breath froze in his chest. It was pitch black, he didn't even hear Myrtle. He took a step in, the door slammed shut behind him. "Ok…Why are the lights off? It's magicked…Right? Oh yeah, silly me, Lumnos!"

He wished he hadn't remembered his wand in his pocket. Waves of panic washed down his spine, bile rose in his throat, lungs closed, his head swam. Fear consumed every cell in his body, and he prayed Rem could feel it. Scrawled on the wall, in blood was written, Who will guard the guards? Remus backed away from it, and he hit something solid, solid and cold. I know I shouldn't look behind me…But he couldn't help it, he glanced over his shoulder and saw the wall quiet a distance away, he tried to back towards it, but something was stopping him.

He shivered as the thing breathed on his neck. A clawed finger traced his jawline, the clawed fingers of that man in the water. The claw dug into his skin and Remus winced.

"Who will guard you now?"

Remus shivered as the words touched his ear. Remmy

"He can't hear you, he'll never find you."

Suddenly the door burst open, Hermione shrieked, she could see the man. Remmy growled at whatever held Remus in place, Stella and Sirius were at the door. Remus could feel the man smirk.

"Ponder the girls words…she will come again."

The presence vanished and Remus fell with a splash into the water. He leaned forward coughing and sputtering. "Hermione?"

"I saw him…He was the one from the forest!" Hermione whispered.

"I told you not to come in here!" Remmy growled yanking the werewolf to his feet.

"Er…Curiosity killed the wolf you know."

Sirius smiled. "His sense of humor is in tact."

Stella was studying the words on the wall. "How did these get here? Did Ginny put them up before she died? Or was it a student, maybe that ghost…"

Hermione looked at the words, a few weeks ago she would have vomited, but now…it wasn't so scary anymore. "It feels like Ginny, she must have wrote it before she died, the ghosts blood doesn't have physical presence, see, the man's blood isn't on Remus' robe."

"Oh." Remus murmured, maneuvering so he could see his back. "Luna Lvegood found her diary, it was coming out of the bathroom in the flood."

Hermione sighed. "Whatever Ginny wanted us to think I don't think we understand. If she has something she needs to say she'll come back and say it. I'm going to find Blaise, I need some help studying ancient runes."

"I'm going to study her dairy," said Remus wearily. "Anyone want to come?"

"I'll meet you there," Sirius said mischeviously. "I'm going to get something to eat."

"Bring me up something will you?"

"Sure, moony." Sirius bounced off, Remmy followed Remus back to his office, it was going to be a long night indeed.