"Teri!"

Mediterania looked up to see Harry Potter moving towards her, dragging his trunk behind him. Apparently he was going to the Weasley's for Christmas again this year like he had been doing, along with going there over other short school holidays. He knelt next to the chair that Mediterania was curled up in, taking the book from her hands and placing it upside down on the table next to the girl, his eyes shining.

"Well Harry Potter, what's gotten into you? Ginny again?"

Mediterania laughed as her last comment turned Harry's cheeks pink, nodding curtly he held out a black box for Mediterania to see,

"I am going to ask Ginny on Christmas Teri, do you think she'll say yes?"

Mediterania couldn't help but laugh at Harry's boyish behaviour, eighteen and still a little unsure. Smiling at him Mediterania tapped the black box, "I am sure Ginny will, since you two have been doing things!" Harry turned even redder,

"Why in the world did it have to be you that caught us?"

Harry teased his friend back, as Mediterania faked being hurt while blushing slightly, she hadn't ment to interupt anything. After all she should have knocked before entering the Griffendor Prefect boy's room, and she did turn around and leave quickly. Mediterania watched as Harry slid the box back into his pocket.

"You are lucky that I caught you Harry! And not anyone else!"

Harry chuckled lightly, he was happy that at least it wasn't a professor or someone who would squel to the

professors. Patting his pocket lightly he climbed to his feet,

"Well I believe that it's time for me to go, you sure you don't want to come along Teri? I am sure the

Weasley's won't mind much at all."

Mediterania shook her head, her thick, long, dark hair flying around her face as she did so. Pushing a strand back behind her ear once more she stood to give Harry a good bye hug, wrapping her arms tightly around the boy's neck, Mediterania whispered softly,

"Be careful Harry, don't make me worry."

Harry patter Mediterania on the back, "Don't worry about me Teri, I'll return with the future Mrs. Potter safe and sound! And I'll bring back her brother too, Hermione would kill me if I didn't!"
Laughing as Ron and Hermione appeared around the corner to slug Harry in the arm, Mediterania joined into the friendly fray until a voice boomed.

"What is going on here? Mr.Potter, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, you are going to miss your train and I

doubt you wish to remain here."

Pulling Hermione to her feet, Ron quickly grabbed his trunk and Hermione's thin hand and took off, away from the visage in black that had stopped the friendly brawl. Harry squeezed Mediterania's hand quickly, and took off with an apolygetic look for leaving Mediterania to deal with Snape. Turning back towards the wayword professor Mediterania watched as he looked down at her, she wasn't much shorter then he, but Snape enjoyed making people feel small, hence he looked at her over his nose.

"I gather you are staying on this year Ms. Wellington?"

Mediterania nodded slightly as Snape arched an eyebrow at her, "I believe it's wise to speak when you are spoken to."

Mediterania bit back an insult at Snape's words, the ever proper, annoying Professor Snape.

"Yes Sir, I am staying here. I also believe that the nod I gave answered that question."

Snape raised his eyebrow higher, he wasn't used to being spoken back to like that. Most of his students were frightened of him for his bullying of them, but Mediterania stood her ground instead of cowering away. How brave was she?

"Well Ms. Wellington, I also believe that it is not proper to talk back to your professors, settle that sarcasm of yours, or it will be points off your house."

Mediterania shook her head unknowingly, he had no right to bully her like this! Tossing her hair back off her shoulders Mediterania placed her hands on her hips,

"And it is also not polite to bully people Professor Snape."

Snape's mouth condensed into a tight line that seemed to pinch his face, "Twenty points from Gryffindor Ms. Wellington, I suggest you stop while you are still in the harbor of my patience."
Snape turned on his booted heel and with a flowing and curving, his black cape dissapeared after him down the long dark halls. Mediterania sighed, Hogwarts was now strangely quiet with practically everyone being gone for the break, Mediterania returned to the comfy, overstuffed chair to continue her reading. She picked her book back up again, unaware of the pair of eyes watching her from just the shadow filled hallway behind her that shifted downwards slightly and then turned as boot clattered softly across the stone.

Mediterania turned around behind her, upon seeing no one she shrugged and went back to her place in the mythology book she had borrowed from Hogwarts massive libarary. Thumbing through the last few gold leaved pages, Mediterania climbed up from her chair and stretched, her red sweater tighening across her chest. Pulling at the thing, she moved her sock enamored feet back towards the staircases, to resend to the Gryffindor tower and her soft, warm bed. Reaching the staircases, and climbing up the one that would lead her to her tower, Mediterania didn't notice that the pair of eyes was once more behind her, hidden just slightly in the shadows that had followed her back from the common room downstairs and now to the great stairs.

As soon as Mediterania turned the corner to the Gryffindor tower, the eyes dissapeared into the shadows once again as Mediterania turned around, she couldn't shake the sense that she was being followed. Shrugging again, but pulling her wand from her pocket just to be sure, Mediterania approched the portrait that guarded the door and moved to where the fat Lady could see her. With a pluck of her hanky the fat lady asked,

"Staying on this year? Well then, Password?"

Mediterania muttered "Draconus.", The fat Lady waved her hankerchief aside and the door creaked open, Mediterania smilied and past through the portal to home and into the warmth of the Gryffindor common room. No one was about at the hour, checking the clock on the mentle Mediterania relized that she had just made the nightly curfew and breathing a sigh of relief, Mediterania made it back up to her room. She was lucky, she shared a room with another Gryffindor girl, whom was also a seventh year, and she had gone home for the holidays so she would have the room all to herself.

At the moment, Mediterania thought that a nice warm bubble bath would be nice and enough to help her dift off to sleep on this cold night, as the snow beat against her window. Mediterania wandered over, and then flung the picture window open and crossed out onto the ajacent balacony as the snow hit her gentley, landing in her dark and tangling itself there. Mediterania leaned on the railing and softly sang into the flowing snow difts, a muggle song that her mother had taught her long ago and the gentle melody floated into the court yard below as something there caught Mediterania's eye. A figure dressed in black, he stood out starkly against the white snow as he looked up at the Griffyndor tower, Mediterania squinted, trying to make out who was looking, but he was too far away and then he looked up.

Mediterania's eyes widened as she quickly backed through the picture window again, slamming it so hard that the glass rattled in it's ornate framing. Mediterania leaned against her wall, what was HE doing down there, it was almost as if he was looking for her...Mediterania shook her head, he was probably just out for an evening stroll in the fine weather, that was it. Sighing Mediterania pulled the heavy curtians closed, and then headed for her bathroom, peeling off her cloths as she went. Leaving them in a small heap beside the door, she entered and then locked it behind her.

Moving to turn on the water, Mediterania quickly turned the hot up, knowing that it would take a bit to reach the tower, she moved to check out her face in the mirror. The winter had left her skin something akin to the color of paste, and made her eyes look huge benieth her maghony hair that always seemed to be in her face. Feeling steam fill the room, Mediterania turned to climb into her warm bath water, when the sound of her door opening caught her ears, and she practically jumped out of the tub. looking around quickly for her cloths she remember wence she had left them.

Cheeks burning with anger, Mediterania moved to her bathroom door, pretty confident that her cloths should be just on the other side of the door. She wrapped a towel around her, and quickly moved to open the door, grab her cloths, and then quickly duck back in again. As she opened the door a crack, a hand reached and grabbed her arm with another equally white hand, and a loud,

"HAA!"