Woot! Another chapter. It's setat the same time as the last, bt now from Marc and Rebeccas point of viewThis was supposed to be in the last one as well, but I decided to do it this way so it would be a bit more exciting. Please read and review!

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-Meanwhile with Marc and Rebecca-

'You have to help me with it, Becks, please' Marc said

'I thought professor Witt doesn't want muggleborns to help' Rebecca said back with a twinkle in her eyes.

'I could say you made us play it with you or that you were telling me about that muggle game you used to play, bucketball?'

'Basketball you mean'

'Yeah, whatever' he looked a her 'Pwease, my dear Becks, my starchaser?' and sank down on his knees in front of her.

'Okay okay! Sod off! I'm going to help you' She ruffed his hair and pushed him away.

'Watch the hair, Becks…' Marc said laughing 'But thanks that you want to help me out.'

'Everything to suck up with our quidditch captain' She shot back.

'Haha' was the only comment of Marc. Then they were again silent for a while, listening to Chris' breathing. Suddenly it became faster and he began to stir. They looked at him and saw him lying in an awkward position. His face hardened like he got struck with something. 'This is weird…What's going on? Rebecca asked, sounding frightened 'Nobody sleeps in a position like this' Chris rose an arm above his head like he was trying to protect it from something and all of a sudden he rolled down the stairs. His head banged hard against the ground. He winced. Then he was silent and his face got a peaceful expression. He opened his mouth to say something but all they could hear was a mumble. They went closer and Chris opened his mouth again, but now there was a small line of blood coming out of his mouth.

'I'm going to get some help. This isn't normal' she stuttered and ran off. A few moments later she returned with professor Semsing who sat down next to Chris and shook him.

'Wake up Chris, it's just a bad dream' He said and wiped the blood away. Chris opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple of times and looked the professor straight in the eye.

'welcome back Chris' Said professor Semsing smiling and took a chocolate bar out of his pocket 'here, take this. It will make you feel better. You should also consider a trip to the hospital wing and ask Madame Pomfrey to check you.'

Chris looked at him suspiciously 'I don't need your help' he said briskly and stood up 'Just leave me alone' and in a softer tone 'Please…'

He walked away and didn't look back. 'this has been the second time in less than 24 hours' he thought 'It's always coming back'. He rubbed his left fore-arm. His mark was itching for quite a while now. 'as long as it doesn't burn it will be fine' he thought absently and swallowed hard. He didn't want to think about that, not now he has been trying to forget what happened the past years. The rest of the day he didn't speak much with anyone, only the most necessary words.

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Hope you liked this chapter. Please tell me if you like things like this between Marc and Rebecca. If you dont like them I'll put them less in the story...

BlackTearsOfDarkness: The Chris thing was pretty mean yeah :) Hehe...but I am mean. I hope you begin to understand what he wants to leave behind. I'm glad you likes the Sol/Chris thing as well. Should I develop it further or not? You have to tell me now because otherwise it will be too late ;)