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"OH BLEEDING HELL!"
Erica screamed as she landed on a hard wood surface.
"OUCH!" Something had stabbed her in the hip.
She looked down to find a letter opener in her side.
"Well this just isn't my day." She said touching the silver metal and wincing with pain.
She looked up to find a very confused and surprised Potions professor.

Severus was grading a paper, it had been two months since the girls disappeared, and he didn't sleep at night, mostly because of the memories, he replayed all of the new ones in his head, he had the old memories, and the new ones, as if he lived two different lives.
But it was the only way to be sure that they were ok, he was pretty sure Lupin had them too, the way Miss Atkins was going on about the dance. He twitched as the thought of him and Erica in the secret passageway re-entered his mind.

There was this loud crack, like lightning, and a girl fell onto his desk from no where yelling and cursing. He realized it was Erica and his eyes went wide.
He looked at her she was going on about something he didn't hear, he was amazed, where had she come from then BAM the memories hit him, he remember giving her the potion and telling her bye, he remembered the feeling of wanting to die as she walked out the room.
As he came back to the scene, he realized Erica was staring at him.
She leaped off the desk clutching her stomach and headed for the door, he got up and ran to her and something fell out his pocket. She looked down and picked up the paper and opened it. It was their picture together. She looked at him calmly.
"Well, least I know you kept it." And she dropped it and headed for the door again.
He didn't want her to see that.

When he snapped back once again he realized she was gone again. He raced out the door, when he found her she was being bandaged up by Poppy. And Vicky was on the bed beside her, knocked out, with Lupin by her side.
He looked to Erica and she was under medications and hallucinating.
She giggled as she looked up. "fly fly , go away come again, when someone...rots.."
She smirked and started mumbling.
"Go, go Jason water

Fall...blah blah rivers like you used to; you know you're going to have, oh bugger it." She slammed against the pillow and fell asleep.

A day or so later Vicky and Erica sat up at the same and screamed each others' name.
They looked at each other and screamed again.
"Dude, I didn't know if you were ok...where did you land?" Vicky asked.
"On Snape's letter opener." She said rubbing her side.
Snape stood.
"Professor' Snape." He said.
Erica glared at him, and ignored his comment and drew her attention back to Vicky.
"Where'd you land?" Asked Erica.

"Lupin's Bed...on top of him..." Vicky blushed.

"How, we were beside each other, how did we end up on different ends of the castle...and with the fact that it was...them"

"Well, maybe it was where we wanted to be..." added Vicky.

"Yes, I realize you in bed with Lupin is your fantasy, but I don't dream of getting stabbed in Snape's office."

Erica said forgetting Lupin was beside Vicky blushing madly.

"I don't know, I am hungry, I'm going to eat, you want anything, I know pomfry wont let you out of here, and so I'll pick you up something if you need it." Said Vicky.

"I'm good, thanks anyway."

"No Prob." And Vicky got up and left, Lupin wearily dragging behind her.

Snape turned to Erica, his hand in his cloak pocket. Her glaring at him, her mind pre- paring what to say.

He looked at her and sat back in the chair he was in before Erica startled him.
She coughed and he looked at her.
"I, uh, am unsure what to say, so I'm going to tell you something, it's a poem, interpret it the way you want"
She let out a sigh and decided against making eye contact, so she looked at her feet at the end of the bed.

"I heard about your message and how it reeked of your indifference... so scream louder now, because I'm bound to come around, I used the inconsistencies, to undress the machine, you're the poster boy, our selling point, the focus of your new campaign, 'something has to be done, it just has to'
I wanted you for nothing more that hating you for what you were,
if that's what's you want to hear,
well is it? Can't you feel it?
I'm bound to come around...its rolling off your lips,
tensing up your shoulders,
just say it, say it is,
if it's love, make it hurt, I deserve it, if its love...well, ill give up in you, I mean after all, isn't that all I'm after? Isn't it? There's no way out, and it's a long way down, you are nothing but a haircut and a suit coat, I like you man, you're crazy." She shifted in the bed.

He didn't know what to say, or what the hell anything she said meant, most of it made sense and stood out, but other parts were confusing. Did she hate him or love him? Or not hate him but stopped loving him, God he hoped not.
He stood and walked to the window and stood there for what felt like hours when Vicky returned, arms full of random foods.

After they ate, they all sat in silence; while Erica scribbled on a parchment what she thought was left to say to him.

Nothing was said in the time for Erica to heal for them too leave the hospital wing.

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"This has got to end. I mean we don't even talk, Vicky! He hasn't given me detention yet! I've don't everything, he's avoiding me, and I hate it." Said Erica throwing down her book.
"Then get your lazy ass up and go talk to him!" said Vicky.
"Yeah, and what do I say, 'hey sevvie, you're ignoring me and just wanted you to know I still exist

"Say what's in your head, worked for Lupin..."
"WHAT! You guys what? I mean who and what?"
"Chill out I'll tell you when you talk to Snape."
"Blackmailing skanktank."
Vicky smirked.
"Proud of it"
Erica rolled her eyes and headed out the common room.