'Are you OK?' came a soft, quiet voice.

'Get off me please.' Replied Snape.

The young woman, who was apparently Cammie stood back, whilst Snape got up.

'Your bleeding, do you need any help?'

'I'm fine. Leave me alone...' Severus felt the back of his head, it wasn't bleeding as freely, but hadn't quite stopped.

'I am not doing anything of the sort, here, I'll help you, come on, we're going up stairs.'

Cammie, gently held Snapes arm, in an attempt to help him stand, but she was shrugged off roughly as he stood.

'I SAID I'M FINE!' barked Snape.

'Mobilicorpus!' whispered Cammie. Five minutes later saw Cammie floating Severus up the stairs, carefully, so as not to bump his head on anything. They entered Cammies room, as they heard a fresh yell of anger coming from downstairs, Hermione had undoubtedly been released from the binding spell. Cammie placed Snape on top of the second double bed in her room. She released the spell and went into the second room to retrieve Snapes bags. She re-entered her room to find Snape checking his pockets. At her questioning look he stated;

'I've left my wand in the kitchen.'

'I'll get it in a minute,' Cammie, placed Snapes' bags at the end of the bed, walked over to her cabinet, and took out a vial. Snape gave a thin smile.

'After I left Hogwarts, I spent a year training as a healer in St Mungos' before I became an Auror. She pulled out the stopper and poured three drops onto the wound. 'This is nothing special, just phoenix tears, I always keep them in case of an emergency.'

Snape looked at her before slowly asking 'Where did you get this? The Headmaster?'

I own a phoenix, he's called Zipper, Aunt Minnie bought him for me before I came to Hogwarts in my first year, he's really sweet, I took some of his tears, you never know when you might need them.'

She offered the Potions Master a smile, before standing to put the vial back.

'Miss Wier, may I ask why you have brought my things into this room?'

'I'm gonna keep an eye on you tonight incase anything happens, like a comma, a stroke, a-'

'Ok I get it, anyone would thing you want me to have those things...go down stairs and please keep Granger away from me, thank you.' Snape silently pulled a book out of his bag and began to read, on his bed, giving no indication that he new Cammie was still in the room. She walked over to the door, and came face-to-face with Jacey. She was holding out Snapes wand. Cammie shook her head and led her friend out of the room.

'We have our first wand!' she whispered. 'Now we just need to get Grangers-'

Jacey pulled out another wand, 'Nevilles?' She pulled out another wand. 'And Dracos,'

Jacey shook her head.

'Ok, well that's more than enough at the moment, I have a plan on how to get it though, wait here,'

Cammie snuck down the stairs, and pulled out one of Fred and Georges fake wands.

'Draco!' She called. There was a murmur in the other room. But no one came. 'Zipper!' She whispered to thin air. She waited.... Their was a flash and a handsome phoenix appeared next to her. He was slightly bigger than a swan, and that was quite unusual in phoenixes. Bright black eyes that held so much warmth. He had a slightly shaggy chest of feathers, and thick, scaly legs. His wings were edged in orangey, yellow, and on his head, was a tuft of red feathers, that stuck up, slightly more than the rest. She knelled down next to him and gave the bird a great big hug. Cammie whispered to Zipper and stood. 'Draco!' The phoenix disappeared as Malfoy walked through the door.

'What?'

'Put your wand down behind you, cause I want to show you this trick! Malfoy complied. He turned to face Cammie, as Zipper re-appeared, grabbed his wand and vanished. Upstairs, there was an astonished cry.

Cammie grinned at Draco and showed him the fake wand. He turned around, wide-eyed and saw that his wand wasn't there. He grabbed the fake wand, staring at Cammie,

'Cool!' was all that could be heard, before he ran back into the living room examining the wand.

'Thank you too...Zipper?' The phoenix flew down the stairs and circled Cammie, hold Dracos' real wand. 'Thanks Zipper. You're great.' Cammie grabbed the wand and ran up the stairs to Jacey. 'I've got the last wand, now where do we hide them?'

'In my trunk? I've got my invisibility cloak in it, I checked earlier, we can hide them in that...'

'Brilliant, thanks Jacey.'

The duo crept along the corridor, and stopped outside the room, there, they transfigured the wands into pencils.

'Do you think Severus will suspect anything?' asked Jacey.

'Definitely, we should give him the last fake wand. He was a spy for the order after all, he's got a brilliant mind...'

'OOO! CAMMIE HAS A CRUSH!' Screeched Jacey! She blew a big, wet raspberry in Cammies face and ran towards their room. Cammie sprinted after her as she hastily stuffed the wands-gone-pencils into her jeans pocket.

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'OOO! CAMMIE HAS A CRUSH!'

Severus slowly peeked over the top of his book, dreading the heavy foot-falls growing ever closer, he closed his eyes, as the door was thrown open, it banged inwards against the wall, and, as the person dived into the room, swung back and knocked them back onto the landing, outside. Severus opened his eyes took one glace at the minimal damage to his side of the room, he sighed, shook his slightly aching head, (it had stopped bleeding) and went back to his reading, as though nothing had happened.

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Cammie saw Jacey kick the bedroom door open, with enough force to startle an elephant into running. Jacey ran into the room, as Cammie came up behind her, but was stunned when Jacey fell backwards onto her. The door had swung back onto Jacey's face, and Cammie suspected a broken nose, as a groan reverberated off the damp walls. Jacey was thrown against the door as Cammie stood up, and towered above her friend.

'I DO NOT LIKE SEVERUS!' She yelled.

Jacey slowly stood, her hands hovering around her nose, blood streaming from her nostrils, tears streaming down her face. 'Yes... you... do!' She stammered. 'It's obvious...everyone knows.'

'WHAT!?'

'Did someone call me?' The bedroom door creaked open, and Snapes' greasy, black head appeared. He had returned to a normal colour, if you counted normal for Severus as a deathly pale, the bleeding seemed to have stopped, and he looked a tiny bit mad...

'Hi Severus, are you feeling better? I'm sorry if we woke you-' started Jacey.

'I wasn't asleep, I was attempting to read. What is going on out here?' said Snape stiffly, and slightly confused. Jacey took a deep breath and was about to answer his question, when Cammie stepped infront of her, and said:

'Nothing! Nothing at all,' Cammie shot Jacey a glare, 'Why don't you go and rest? Oh! And here's your wand.' Cammie pulled out a fake wand and handed it to Severus, who took it without hesitation.

'I am going to go back into this room, I don't want to be disturbed, if I am, you will all be sorry, now...leave me alone.' Severus turned towards his room, stalked inside, and slammed the door.

Cammie twirled around and savagely gave Jacey the antidote side of a Skiving-Snackbox. 'I'm going downstairs, I DO NOT LIKE SEVERUS, Goodbye.'

Cammie whirled down the stairs, leaving Jacey on the landing.

'FINE, BE LIKE THAT!' Yelled Jacey, before laughing at the reason for their 'argument', this was all a joke. She ate the Snackbox and spelled her nose to fix itself with a crack. Jacey sighed and turned to her bedroom, 'here goes.' The door was opened and she stepped inside, stopping to look where Severus was. There was a faint humming noise, and the sound of running water. 'Must be in the shower...' muttered Jacey. She walked over to her bed and opened the cabinet on the left hand side, She'd bagged the best side, and let Cammie sleep closer to Severus. Jacey opened the draw, and pulled out an old book. It was full of useful spells, pictures of the end products, and spare parchment. Cammie flicked through the book and found what she was looking for. It was a photo that she cherished above all of her other belongings. It was a picture of Cammie and Jacey, in their fifth year, and had been taken during Christmas day. Jacey smiled at it, as the figures waved up at her. Jacey gently placed the photo into its pouch in the back of the book, and pulled out a book that she had bought at Flourish and Blotts that morning, A Treatise on Transmogrification. It basically covered difficult spells, and new theories. It also held an update on any new animagi and the history of the subject. She was so involved in her book, that she didn't realise the shower being turned off, and angry cursing, about the contest. The door opened, steam filtered out in the bedroom, and the bathroom produced a very wet, and towel covered Severus Snape.

'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?' He yelled in shock.

Jacey dropped her book as she fell over the side of the bed. She gave a short screech and cursed the wooden floor at being so...well...wooden! She sat up, and felt her eyes jolt out of their sockets. Snape was standing infront of her, wearing only a towel around his waist, his black hair, hanging in dripping rags at the sides of his face.

'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?' Jacey yelled back. She covered her eyes with her hands and screamed: 'MY EYES! I CAN'T SEE, I'M MENTALLY SCARED, OH GOD WHHYYYY????'

Whilst Jacey acted out her little scene, Severus was regaining his composure.

'Miss Moor, as I remember, we are currently sharing this room. We are...unfortunately roommates. We must learn to live in close proximity if we are to survive this...this...this blasted contest.'

Jacey's thunder had subsided, and she was currently in stage 2, CHEST HEAVING-WINDING DOWN.

'PUT SOMEHING ON FOR GODSAKE!' she ordered.

Severus walked lazily up to her, and extended his arm towards her waist, Jacey pulled in a breath, and was about to retort, when a pair of pants were whipped out from behind her. Snape walked back to the bathroom, and carefully closed the door behind him. 'Nicely done Severus, that'll mess with her mind...' he thought as he got changed.

Jacey mumbled something incoherent, walked out of the room, slamming the door. It rebounded off the frame and banged off the wall.

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Downstairs, Cammie was talking to a still huffing Hermione and a slightly snivelling Neville, when Jacey stormed into the room, screamed and whirled into the kitchen. 'That's my cue!' said Draco, before whipping out of the living room, and going after Jacey. Cammie, Neville and Hermione listened to mumbling, silence and then a groaning noise. They just caught sight of Draco, as he hobbled up the stairs, and out of sight.

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Draco skidded into the kitchen and gave Jacey a dazzling smile.

'Fancy a little sugar?' he said, attempting to make his voice sound deeper than it actually was.

'Mr Malfoy, I am nine years older than you, do you really think I'd be interested in a shrimp like you?'

'Are you?' Draco fluttered his eyelashes.

'NO! Now leave me alone.' Said Jacey angrily.

Draco edged closer to her, unknown to him, but he was treading into dangerous territory.

'If you know what's good for you, you'll go away.' Growled Jacey.

'And what's good for me?' Said Draco, now right next to her.

Jacey took a step back and gave a well-aimed kick into Dracos', ahem...pride and glory, shall we say? Jacey smiled and jumped onto the counter, as Draco painfully stood upright and hobbled out of the room. That showed him!

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Severus was now back on his bed, reading a very interesting article about Mandragora. There was a scuffling sound just outside the door, the piece of parchment was lowered, as two, glittering, black eyes peeked over the top. 'Enter.'

The door swung open, and Draco Malfoy hobbled in. 'Jacey-ouch...lots-hurting!' Draco collapsed on the floor, in a ball, his eyes watering.

'Mr Malfoy, May I ask why you are in my room?' Severus asked in a bored tone. He threw Draco a healing potion and waited for his student to drink it. Draco sat up on the floor and said; 'I'm sleeping in here too.'

'If you are sleeping in here, then, you'll be sharing a bed with Miss Moor.' Dracos' eyes widened in fright, and he scrambled out of the room, leaving behind, a smirking Snape. He'd finally got rid of that Malfoy brat. But it left ALOT of explaining to Jacey and Cammie. Draco wouldn't want to sleep with the Gryffindors, and he thought that Severus was sleeping with Cammie, so that left Jacey, who wouldn't be pleased, oh well, life was never fair...Severus contemplated reading his book again, but he would only be interrupted, so, he placed the Article on his bed-side cabinet. He looked around the room, it was filthy, oh well, he shook his head, and stretched out on his bed. Severus Snape seldom needed sleep. Four hours could get him through a normal school day. He would lie awake for hours, thinking...just thinking. Thought always helped Severus calm down. He was a logical person, who never let people see the real him. He tended to keep to himself, no one could tell how he would react to anything. The only person who had seen through his tough exterior was Cammie. She had developed a fondness for him, which no one understood...except Severus. She had had parents like his. They had the same personality. But, over the years, Cammie had grown to like Jacey's company, even if she wasn't sure at first. But whenever they were separate for any amount of time, Cammie would go back to her original personality. She only trusted those who she could read. And she could only read four people. Albus, Minerva, Jacey and Severus himself. Cammie saw him as a best friend. Cammie had a gift of astrology and reading signs where others couldn't. Like the shape of a shadow would indicate the weather for the next week. Cammie never really showed anyone her gift, if she saw something, she'd merely glance at it, and file it away for later analysis. As Severus thought of the past few years, he fell into a light sleep for the first time.

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Downstairs, Cammie, Hermione and Neville were now talking about the different episodes of Trisha, Cammie had an idea, stood, muttered 'reparo', and watched the TV repair itself. She smiled as Hermione and Neville sank into the couch, then walked into the Kitchen. Jacey was talking seriously to a light in the ceiling.

'What're you doing?'

'I'm speaking to the camera.' Replied Jacey.

'That's not a camera, it's a light...' Cammie arched an eyebrow, and, whilst Jacey was examining the LIGHT, went upstairs. She paused...it was silent, which, any normal person would associate with silence, but with Cammie and Severus, it was often not the case. Nevertheless, they both respected each other's will for peace and so, acted upon it. Cammie walked along the small passage in silence, occasionally hearing the TV, which became too loud for Cammie, who put up silencing charms on her, and Severus' door. She stepped inside, and quietly closed the door. As she turned around, Cammie was surprised to see her old potions professor asleep, this was a rarity, were was that Creevey kid when you needed him? Cammie walked over to where Severus was sleeping, he was usually a light sleeper, so, Cammie placed afew sleeping charms around him, and began to take his black, buckled shoes off. She decided to keep his socks on, for the good of mankind, and removed his cloak, which she folded neatly, and placed on his cabinet, pausing to move the piece of parchment. One glance told Cammie, that Severus was catching up on his reading again. Did that man ever stop reading? Mandrakes...a new potion had been discovered, if you took it before handling a mandrake, it would make you temporarily deaf, but their was no set limit, so the potion could be active between one minute, to three months. The parchment was placed tenderly on top of the black material, and Cammie sat down on the other side of her Professors bed, she lay down and listened to the silence, as her spells had blocked out the sound downstairs. Cammie looked at the sleeping form of Severus, and quickly, undid the spells, before chasing her own thoughts in her head, and eventually falling asleep.