A/N: Fast update! That's because I'm really eager to write the next chapter... :HINT:

Jax's eyes abruptly opened into a deep, dark room. Her forehead was covered with a cold sweat, and the atmosphere the surrounded her was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the heavy breathing of her brother next to her. She was startled at the fact that her brother and she were the only ones dark room, with no light but a few lamps.

She raised her hand to her scar, which wasn't hurting any longer. Then she noticed a glass of water on her nightstand, so she took it and drank the whole. There was a bit more of silence, and then she finally heard the ringing of footsteps coming across the tile floor. Immediately she fell back into her pillow, and closed her eyes, imitating her brother.

"...get her out of here before he wakes up," Jax heard the last of a sentence, spoken by what it appeared to be Lupin.

"Remus, you pick her up and I'll get the door," replied a second voice, which sounded particularly familiar, but Jax was a bit sleepy to actually make it out.

Jax cracked her eye open to a slit, and standing right at the foot of the bed was Dumbledore. She tried to keep still and not move as Lupin began to pick her up, but she wouldn't have to stay that way for long. A few seconds later Jax could hear a female voice a few feet away.

"Get away from that child!" a woman dressed in an old nurse's outfit hissed, as she crossed over to Lupin and slapped his hand.

"Poppy- we have to-" Dumbledore began to explain.

"Don't tell me what you have to do! This child is not healthy yet, and I will inform you when she is! Professors, you need to leave," she addressed them.

They both opened their mouths to begin to object, yet she gave a flick of her wand, and immediately there was nothing coming out. Most likely, Dumbledore could get rid of it, but Jax decided that he thought it best not to complain any further and risk waking Harry.

Poppy pushed the two out of the huge room, and then turned in the opposite of Harry and Jax, just looking back for a second.

"Psst... Jax!"

Jax did a double-take as she realized Harry was awake also. He had barely changed position from earlier, so he still seemed, to the untrained eye, asleep.

"Are you awake?" she heard Harry's voice a second time.

"Of course I'm awake, you prat, now stop talking before the nurse comes back!" Jax hissed at him, and flipped over.

"Why are you in here?" he asked, as if he hadn't heard her.

Jax just wanted to shut him up, so she told him the first thing that came to mind.

"Cramps, Harry. I have bloody as hell cramps," Jax replied, not turning over to face him.

It had seemed to work, for he didn't reply to her remark, nor did he make another sound for the next couple of minutes.

"Well I'm sorry about that. You are joking, right?" he asked thickly.

"Good God, how thick are you? Of course I'm joking!" she snapped, shaking her head in disbelief. This time she flipped over to face him.

"Well, don't be so hot. You're the Quidditch hero of the day, after all," he replied hotly himself.

She smiled, remembering earlier that day. It had been going so well, and then her damn scar had to go and screw it all up. She frowned after recalling that.

"Why are you so bent out of shape about that? It's not like they're going to replace you or anything," she said.

"The way they were all talking about you, I was convinced they were going to poison me or something just to get you on the team without hurting my feelings. Lots of good that did them," he replied, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself and go back to sleep," was the best Jax could do to reply to something like that.

"You never told me why you're in here," he said, yet again ignoring her words.

"I- I- I hurt my foot playing Quidditch," Jax stuttered, not completely sure of what to tell him.

"Hmmm... sorry 'bout that. Bludgers can be brutal around here," Harry seemed convinced of her story.

"Yeah. Almost nicked Dean, too," Jax added on, to make her story sound a bit more believable.

"Bludgers never do seem to appreciate Dean," Harry joked.

Jax laughed a bit too loudly, and quickly covered her mouth, afraid of her joyful tones starting to ring throughout the room. Harry chuckled a bit, and closed his eyes. Jax smiled again, and right then and there she had this sudden urge. The sudden urge to tell Harry everything. Tell him everything that had happened to her in the past five weeks and who she was. She was his sister, and she wanted to tell him and come clean.

"Harry?" Jax gulped.

"Hmm?" he asked, slowly opening his eyes.

"I have something to tell you," she said, rather quietly.

Harry's eyes bulged open at that. He was sure she was going to tell her she liked him, or better yet, confess her undying love.

"Yes...?" he asked hopefully.

"I-I'm your-"

Jax was cut off by three sets of footsteps hurriedly coming their way. She and Harry regretfully closed their eyes, and soon after Jax felt a cold hand placed on her head.

"She seems well enough," she heard a crude voice speak.

"Alright. Remus, take her down to Gryffindor common room and lay her on one of the chairs. And yes, I'm sure you are well acquainted with the girls' dormitories from your days as a student here, but as a teacher, I cannot allow you to do that. Just cover her with a blanket and I'll have Minerva come in and check on her," Dumbledore instructed.

Lupin took her and carried her out of the large wing. Dumbledore stayed behind for a couple of minutes as Poppy checked on Harry.

"Are you going to tell him anything, Albus?" Poppy asked when she had finished checking his temperature.

"No," Dumbledore replied simply.

"Okay, then. I'll keep him here for a while longer if you don't mind. I think he got the better part of the blast," Poppy explained as she wiped her hands on her apron.

"Fine. Alert me when he rouses, will you? G'night Poppy," Dumbledore noted, and then left without another word or gesture.

Poppy nodded, and followed his footsteps and turned in the opposite direction. Harry immediately opened his eyes once he was sure she was gone. What had they meant by telling him something? And how did he get the better 'part' of the blast? He was the only one with a scar... and what the hell was Jax going to tell him? Sometimes, Harry really hated the fact that nobody would ever tell him anything.

Meanwhile, Lupin was still carrying Jax to the Gryffindor common room when Jax opened her eyes.

"Professor, I can walk," Jax said abruptly, startling Lupin a bit.

"Oh, you're awake... No, I don't think you should walk in your state, though," he replied.

"Please? It's rather uncomfortable up here," she pleaded.

He looked down at her, and saw the look she was giving him.

"Oh, fine then. But don't tell anyone, because they'd have my head," he joked.

"Ha ha. Very funny," she commented, taking the shoulder he was leaning out to her.

"Snail Crackers," Jax replied to the Fat Lady as they arrived outside of the Common Room.

Lupin helped Jax into the Common Room, neither of them noticing Lavender in a chair facing the opposite direction.

"Professor... I can get up there," Jax protested, as Lupin tried to get her to lay down on a couch.

"No... I'm under direct orders from Dumbledore... just stay here. Professor McGonagall will be down in a couple of minutes to check on you," Lupin said, as he laid her onto a couch and covered her with a blanket.

"Professor..." Jax started as he began to turn away.

"Yes, Jax?" Lupin turned to face her again.

"I almost told him," Jax confessed.

Lupin's eyes started to grow a bit bigger than they already were, since he had been struggling to stay awake already.

"You WHAT?" Lupin asked, a bit more in shock than he should have been.

"I'm sorry, Professor... I never went through with it," Jax said softly.

"Jax, Harry cannot find out you're his sister right now. It's too risky," Lupin said, sitting down next to her.

Lavender, still sitting in the armchair, almost screeched the moment she heard this. Her eyes bulged out, and her mouth fell three inches open. She held onto the book she was studying tightly, clenching onto it for dear life.

"Risky in what sense?" Jax asked, adjusting herself in the couch.

"We shouldn't talk right now," Lupin said, his eyes beginning to dart around the room. "I'd better be off before McGonagall comes in," and with that, he smoothed out her bangs and left before she could get in a word edge wise.

And there was Jax, just about to fall asleep, with Lavender, one of her best friends, sitting there, knowing about the biggest secret of her life. But the one thing neither of them knew was that so did Hermione, who was sitting at the top of the steps to the Gryffindor girls' dormitories.

A/N: Plot twist! I didn't expect to put that in there, but I guess I did! Review!