::Hey all hope you liked the last chapter and sorry for the cliffy, I can't help myself sometimes. It keeps my readers wanting more. So anywhoo here is the next chapter, hope you enjoy it. R&R JM::

6. Past Re-Lived, Death Re-Done.

Jean's scream shook the school; everyone thought a banshee had somehow gotten into the school. Dumbledore and the other teachers followed the echoes to their origin.

Dumbledore through the heavy wooden door open and spotted Harry and Malfoy huddled around Jeannette.

"What happened here?" He asked.

"We don't know Headmaster." Harry answered, as he tried once again to get Jeannette to her feet, but to no anvil.

"What did you see Mr. Potter?" McGonagall questioned, stepping past Dumbledore and over to Jeannette.

"I don't know, I found the door," Harry paused and pointed at the door behind her, "I was about to go in, but I noticed Malfoy was following me, so I hid and waited for him. When I confronted him, we both heard a scream and ran in. We saw a white floating thing and then noticed Jeannette on the floor. I ran over to her and tried to get her up on her feet, so I could take her to the hospital wing, but she just fell back down to the floor, then she let out a loud murderess scream." Harry replied, once again trying to lift Jeannette to her feet, but with the same results.

"Is that true Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes Professor." Malfoy answered, speaking for the first time in minutes and taking a few steps out of the way.

"Poppy." Dumbledore turned around to the hospital wing nurse. "Please could you take her to the hospital wing at once."

"Yes Headmaster." She said and moved out from behind him. She pushed Harry and Malfoy out of the way and a stretcher appeared. She gave Jeannette a potion to knock her out and laid her on the stretcher. "I'll seen word, if I find anything." She finished and left the room.

"Is she going to be alright, Professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore as he stopped next to him once Poppy left with Jeannette.

"I'm not quite sure Harry, We'll see what happens and then make our decisions on what to do. I think you and Mr. Malfoy should head on to class, her sisters will start to worry about her." With that said, Dumbledore left the room.

Once everyone else was out of the room, Harry turned back into the room and walked over to where Jeannette was. He looked to his right and noticed for the first time the blank white painting.

'What was it that made Jeannette so scared?' Harry asked himself.

He only known her for a few short weeks, and the one thing about Jeannette that he liked, was the fact that there seemed that nothing scared her. But whatever came out of the painting scared the shit out of her.

From the thought of what it could have been, made his blood boil with anger. She was a good friend, and whatever it was, he would make sure it wouldn't happen again.

Harry walked into Charms and gave Flitwick his note from Dumbledore and found a seat next to Ron.

"What happened to ya Harry?" Ron asked as Harry settled in.

"Did you hear that scream?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah I hear it." Harry answered.

"Do you know what is was, that made it?" Hermione asked again.

"Yes, it was Jeannette." Harry replied, "She's up in the Hospital wing right now."

"Why? What happened to her?"

"Don't know. When I found her she was scared to death of something. Whatever it was that scared her, scared her mute." Harry replied. "I'll tell you more after class." He added as he caught Flitwick's eye.

The minutes turned into hours, and still Jeannette slept in the bed she was lying in up on the fourth floor.

No one, not even Dumbledore, knew what happened just hours before. The only one that knew was lying still in her hospital bed.

Every minute they could, Harry, Rosa, Miny, Ron, a few others and surprisingly even Malfoy, stole away from classes and meals to check on Jeannette, but still she slept. Once in a while, she's toss and turn, and even scream, but still she didn't wake.

"How is she doing?" Dumbledore asked a nurse, but she couldn't tell him much.

"Professor?"

Dumbledore turned his head to the door and watched Harry stop in front of him.

"What is it Mr. Potter?"

"I've been wondering……." Harry started." That room, something happened in there……….something made her scream. I looked around the room, I couldn't find anything……….except." Harry paused. "I seen a white painting, well it wasn't really white, more like an empty void, but I couldn't find anything else."

"I thought as much……….." Dumbledore paused as he looked away from Harry and to Jeannette. "The only way we can truly know, is to wait and hope Miss Willey survives what it is that ails her." Dumbledore answered. "Now Mr. Potter." He added standing up off the bed and placed a hand on Harry's left shoulder, "I believe you have class?"

"Right Professor." Harry replied a little redetect to leave Jeannette's side.

Harry walked out of the hospital wing and headed for Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA for now on), things haven't started off good for his last year at Hogwarts. In fact, nothing has gone right his whole life.

"How is she Harry?" Rosa asked as Harry opened the door and sat down next to Ron.

"The same." Harry answered.

"Where are Ephonie and Kathleen? I haven't seen them all day." Hermione replied as she sat down next to Rosa.

"That's the thing, no one knows." Rosa answered.

"Weren't they with Professor Passion?" Ron asked.

"Yeah,"

"Well then they should be coming soon, this is her class." Ron added.

"You're right, they should be." Rosa said

The door opened up and sure enough Ephonie and Kathleen walked in with Professor Passion right behind them.

"Eph, Kat over here." Rosa yelled to them, but was ignored.

Ephonie and Kathleen ignored her, continued to the front and sat down across from Passion's desk.

"Good day." Passion replied as she faced the students and a wicked grin curled on her face. "Today class, we are going to be learning about…………….."

Her eyes opened and she slowly sat up in her bed. A nurse looked up from the bed she was making and a smile appeared on her face. The nurse walked over and sat down next to Jeannette.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Ok." Jeannette muttered a hint of pain and fear in her voice.

"Are you sure? You don't look like yourself."

'How would you know?' Jeannette thought to herself, but answered, "I'm just a little weary, that's all. Can I leave? Hospitals and I don't really get along."

"Let me go ask, Madam Promfrey." She said and left Jeannette's side.

"Damn you Vincent." Jeannette whispered as memories of the night before, flooded back into her mind. "Why here? Why now?" Jeannette questioned as she fought to hold in the pain and tears that desperately wanted to come out.

"You're free to go, but just come back if you feel like you need some more time to rest." The nurse answered, handing Jeannette her cloths and left Jeannette alone.

Jeannette slowly dressed and looked up at the clock. She pulled out her schedule and looked it over.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Jeannette replied. "It's almost over, but I could at least meet Rosa and the gang." She added and left the hospital wing.

As Jeannette rounded the corner she heard the voices of her sister and friends, exiting the DADA class.

"Sis?" Rosa grinned as she spotted Jen, turn the corner and watch them leave the classroom. "How are you feeling?"

"Ok, I guess." Jen answered, a hint of day dreaming in her voice. "So how was class?"

"I was great." She replied, "Even though Professor Passion is a real drag. All she did was read from the book and gave us tons of homework. But other than that, she's pretty cool."

"Cool, have you seen Kat and Eph? I mean, I haven't even seen them, since they left with Passion."

"Yeah we did them." Harry added, "But they didn't even say hi to us, nor look at us." He finished and started down the corridor.

"Where to next?" Jen asked. "I looked, but it doesn't say on the schedule."

"I noticed that." Rosa said. "Sis…….are you sure you're alright?" Rosa asked, as she noticed the far away look in Jen's eyes.

"Huh? What?" Jen snapped back to life as she shook her head and looked into Rosa's eyes. "Yeah I fine, I'm just thinking about a few things." Jen answered as she turned to follow Harry, down the corridor and Rosa did the same.

"So what's up with her?" Ron asked as he stopped next to Rosa as they headed down to the Great Hall for lunch.

"I don't know, this isn't like her,……….I only seen her act this way once and that was when……………Oh no, please not again?"

"What?" Ron questioned, but Rosa didn't answer him, just stared at Jen's head and wondered if she was thinking was true. "Rosa what is going on?"

"I'll explain later, but I have to find out, if what I'm thinking is right." Rosa answered and dropped the subject as she started to ask him about the McGongall assignment.

Miny stepped next to Jen and a thousand things flooded her head at once.

"Jen?……." She started, but decided against it.

"What Miny?" Jen muttered, still acting like she wasn't even on the planet.

"Never mind." Miny said and sped up to walk with Harry.

Jen watched as Miny walked fast to walk with Harry and she held back the tears that once again wanted to run down her face. A feeling of loneliness, which she knew way to well, started to curl its ugly head into her heart.

"Damnit." She whispered to herself as the emptiness, she wished she didn't know, flooded her thoughts and thoughts of death and fear entered her head.

Jeannette followed Harry to the Great Hall and sat with across from him. All through lunch, she was mute.

"Jen?"

Jeannette turned around and met eyes with Malfoy.

"What do you want?" Jen snapped, he was the last person she wanted to talk to.

Malfoy stared at her and then without saying another word, left the table.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked as he watched Malfoy walk back to his own table.

Jeannette looked back her food and lost her appetite. She knew this, she knew what was wrong with her, but she'd never tell her friends. Not like they would care,no onedid. Jeannette shook her head, to shake away the thoughts of death, her death. It wasn't like her ever died. It was more than that. Her past was re-lived and so her emotional death was re-done.

::Hey really sorry for the very long wait for this chapter, but with me not having a working computer at home, things are going really so. At least with my writing. Well ok , I know this chapter might be a little confusing, but the next one will explain. GTG R&R JM::