Trea ran to where the noise had been coming from. She spun her head around, listening to see if there was any clue to the attacker. She couldn't see the red eyed figure fade into the shadows. She suddenly tripped over the large
blockade in the hall way. She moved over to where the head of the attacked person. Her fingers traced over the facial features.
"Oh god, no please no," she said, she sounded as if she was going to cry. She began to shake slightly. "Fred, come on. Please wake up, I need you to wake up, please." Her voice was almost a whisper. She moved her hand to his eyes, they were open in shock. She closed them gently. "Someone! Anyone, please! Please!" She was yelling, a tear rolled down her cheek. 'No, I'm notgoing to cry. I need to help, some how.' She could hear people running down
the hallway behind her. "Who's there?" she cried out.
"Ms. Trin, what's wrong?" Professor McGonagall asked, she had heard Trea's cries.
"Fred! He's, he's-" she stopped to breath.
"It's alright dear, let me see- Dear Merlin. Severus, please move Ms. Trin and alert Poppy. We have a serious injury here."
"Of course, Ms.Trin, please come with me,"Professor Snape said, grabbing hold of Trea's shoulder. He lead her away to the hospital wing. "Poppy, please go to the east corridor, up the grand staircase. Three floors up I believe. It is Mr. Weasley."
"I'm on my way, just wait here please," Madame Pomfrey said, running out of the wing.
"Why don't you sit down Ms. Trin," Snape said, watching her walking around nervously.
"But, I have go tell George or Lee or someone!" Trea cried out.
"Sit down!" She sat obediently. "Thank you. Don't worry, both Mr. Weasley and Mr. Jordon will be informed. But firstly we have to fix up Mr. Weasley." Trea sat silently, waiting for them to bring Fred in.
"Be careful Minerva, we don't want to hurt him any more than he already is," Madame Pomfrey said, leading Professor McGonagall in. She was carrying Fred with alevitation spell.
"Don't worry, I have him," she said, lying him down on one of the beds.
"Fred!" Trea exclaimed, running over to the bed.
"Ms. Trin, I'm going to ask you to be quiet. You have to let Mr. Weasley rest right now," Madame Pomfrey said. She pulled a blanket over Fred and checked the bandage on his neck.
"What attacked him?" someone yelled from the doorway of the Hospital Wing.
"Mr. Weasley, please be quiet. Your brother needs to rest," Madame Pomfrey said. (A/N: How do you spell her last name?)
"You didn't answer my question," the tall red head said angrily.
"Ok, Mr. Weasley was bitten by a... by a vampire. We're not sure how the vampire got inside the castle, but no one is allowed to leave their common room, without a teacher. Severus, please go inform Professor Dumbledore, and
send the heads of the houses to go secure the port holes to the common rooms."
"Consider it done," Severus said, as he walked out of the hospital wing.
"I must go as well, the Gryffindors need to know what has happened," Professor McGonagall said. George pulled two chairs over to the bed Fred was laying on. Trea sat down on one, George joined her, and wrapped a arm around
her shoulders.
"Why does this always happen to my friends?" Trea asked."
"I don't know Tre, I really don't."
"Wait, how did you know Fred was hurt?"
"Call it a twinly instinct."
"That's kinda cool actually. Man, I have never seen you that angry before though. You looked like you were about to rip someone's head off."
"I was going to if someone didn't tell me what happened to Fred."
"I got it, they wouldn't tell me and I couldn't see it. I was really worried."
"Can I ask you a question?" Trea nodded. "How did you know to go down there? How did you know that Fred was being attacked?"
"I had a really bad dream, and when I woke up I knew I had to be down there." Trea couldn't help but lay her head down on her hand, her late night rescue had her miss her much needed sleep. She closed her eyes for only a second, but was asleep instantly.
"Night Tre," George said, pulling a misplaced strand of hair out of her face. She mumbled something, George laughed. He leaned back in his chair and fell deeply asleep.
So? How was it? Sorry to leave you hanging on that cliffy before, but i couldn't resist :wink: Anyways, R + R!
