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I don't really like Cho so much. She's kind of a slut (but a good character nonetheless).

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Chapter 15: Something Bad is Happening in Hogwarts

Three... two... one, an ear-piercing whistle so sharp it made Sakura wince filled the air and her and her team kicked off the ground.

"And that's Smith of Hufflepuff with the Quaffle," said a dreamy voice, echoing over the field and particularly in Sakura's ear drums.

I'd recognize that voice anywhere, Sakura thought. She looked over at the commentary's podium and saw a dirty-blonde haired Ravenclaw girl with a string of butter beer corks around her neck, Luna Lovegood. She had joined Dumbledore's Army last year, a club to learn and practice Defense Against the Dark Arts. Sakura was also in the club, and she had grown rather fond of the girl. Luna was an outcast and, like herself, was often made fun of.

"...now that big Hufflepuff player's got the Quaffle from Ginny Weasly, I can't remember his name, it's something like Bibble— no, Buggins---"

"It's Cadwaller!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, loud enough that the magical megaphone caught her voice and the whole stadium heard it. Everyone in the crowd laughed, even Luna.

Sakura saw a Bludger racing towards her and hit it at Cadwaller who was about to score. It would have hit McLaggen since he had been so busy yelling at Ginny for letting the Quaffle out of her hands to see it coming but to her disappointment, he noticed in time and was able to save himself.

"Watch where you're pelting those Bludgers, half-breed, you could have hit me," he yelled.

"If you had been paying attention, you would have seen that I got Cadwaller to drop the Quaffle, chikushoume," she bellowed back.

Dean Thomas caught the Quaffle as it dropped from Cadwaller's hands and passed it to Dezmelza Cassy, who scored. Ginny scored not long afterward, but then Cadwaller scored twice making things even.

"Seventy-forty to Hufflepuff!" Professor McGonagall barked.

"Is it really?" Luna asked. She had been so distracted trying to avert the crowd's attention to oddly shaped clouds and pondering aloud the possibility that Zacharias Smith was suffering from "Loser's Lurgy" since he had been unable to keep hold of the Quaffle for longer than a minute, she had forgotten all about the score. "Oh look! The Gryffindor keeper's grabbed hold of one of the beater's bats.

Sakura turned around as saw McLaggen demonstrating to Lara on how to hit a Bludger toward Cadwaller, who was approaching the goalposts once again.

"McLaggen, give Lara back her bat and get back to the goalposts!" she heard Harry shout just as McLaggen swung at the Bludger. Unfortunately, it was Harry he hit.

"Hey, I think he's coming to, guys," Yugi said as Harry began to open his eyes.

Harry struggled to open his eyes and raised his head, which was strangely heavy. He was surrounded by Lara, Sakura, Britts, Seto, Yugi, and Ryou. "Where am I?"

"The hospital wing, dummy, where else would you be?" Sakura told him.

"Madam Pomfrey said that Bludger cracked your skull open. She's gonna keep you overnight so you don't overexert yourself," Britts said.

"But I can't stay here overnight, I gotta find McLaggen and kill him," Harry objected.

"I think that counts as overexertion," Seto said.

"No need, Sakura and I took care of him," Lara informed him, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. The other students parted and Harry saw McLaggen lying on one of the infirmary beds, still out cold. "I clunked him on the skull when I got my bat back and Sakura took a punch at his nose. Sure we got detentions for it, but it was worth it."

"How much did we lose by?" Harry asked.

Sakura winced. "The final score was three hundred and twenty to sixty."

Harry felt his heart sink. That was the third time (1) the Gryffindor team had lost by three hundred points because of him getting an injury.

A familiar voice snapped him out of his misery. "I hope Luna commentates from now on... Loser's Lurgy..." chortled a voice from the next bed over.

Harry looked over and saw Ron who was shaking with laughter.

"These guys told me you only arrived just in time for the match," Ron said when his snorts had subsided. "How come? You left here early enough."

"I found Malfloy sneaking off with some girls. Wish I'd have followed him though, the match was a disaster."

"You can't have skipped out on the match Harry, you're the captain. Plus, if you had, you still would have ended up in this hospital bed," Lara scolded.

"Thanks Lara, that really helps," Harry grumbled. "I just want to know what he's up to."

"We know. Like hell, we know," she spat bitterly then she left the room.

Silence filled the hospital wing as Harry's other friends watched her go. "I'll go after her," Sakura said.In the dormitories, she caught up with Lara. "You okay, L? You seemed quite ticked off when we left the hospital wing."

"It's nothing, Sakura," her friend answered as she sat on her bed.

"Nothing, my fist. What's yanking your chain?" Sakura sat town next to her friend.

"Harry. He's just so obsessed with Voldemort and Malfloy that he's loosing sight of the important things."

"It's only expected that he would want revenge on Voldemort for the death of his family and Sirius Black. And his constant hunting of Malfloy, I think, for him is simply because of their hatred of each other and a matter of pride. Demons are the same way, sworn enemies will hunt each other until one of them is dead; it's the way nature works."

"I just hope this doesn't drive him to the dark side."

Sakura cast a sideways glance at her friend, "You really do care for him, don't you?"

"Yes, but it's more like sisterly love than anything; besides, he likes Ginny, remember?"

On Monday morning, Harry and Ron were released from the hospital wing and to everyone's relief (except Lavender) Hermione and Ron had made up and were friends again.

"Thank God, everything's getting back to normal," Sakura sighed, one night in the common room as she saw Hermione offer to correct Ron's essay for Professor Snape.

"Is anything normal for you people?" Seto asked.

"Not until Voldemort's gone again there won't be." Harry said.

Hastily trying to change the subject, Sakura recalled what had been posted on the notice board. "Hermione, Ron, you and Seto and Ryou are so lucky you get to take the apparition test on the twenty-first of April with all the other of age people. And me, I have to wait until--"

Suddenly there were two loud cracks, and two house elves appeared. One was wearing a shrunken maroon jumper and a tea cozy for a hat that was slightly askew and the other had on merely a filthy rag that served as a loin cloth.

"Kretcher? Dooby? What are you two doing here?" Sakura asked. Yugi and Ryou left their homework and came over to see what was going on.

"Who are they?" Ryou asked.

"House elves," Hermione answered. "They do the house keeping, laundry, and cooking in the castle."

"The one with the tea cozy is called Dooby, and the other is Kretcher," Sakura finished, pointing to each of the elves. "Harry, why are they here?"

Harry hesitated before; he hadn't told anyone about setting a tail on Malfloy. "They were keeping an eye on Malfloy for me."

Sakura glanced over at where Lara had been doing homework. The teen rolled her eyes and packed up her homework, intending on going up to the girl dorms.

"Dobby hasn't slept for a week, Harry Potter," the tea-cozy topped elf said, his bright green eyes beaming with pride.

"Wow, Dobby, when you help someone you really help," Yugi commented.

Immediately remembering what always happened when Dobby "helped" him, gave Sakura a stare that said "Don't give him any ideas."

"Has either of you found out anything about what Malfloy's up to?"

"Master Malfloy moves with nobility that befits his pure blood," Kretcher croaked. "His features recall the fine bones of my mistress and his manners are those of—"

"You'd think that that elf was in love with Malfloy, wouldn't you?" Seto whispered.

Sakura elbowed him in the ribs. "That's not nice. Because of the masters Kretcher had before he was left to Harry, Kretcher is prejudiced against anyone who isn't a full blood wizard."

"They thought anyone who wasn't pure blood was trash?"

"Basically; you should have seen his reaction to me when he found out I was part-demon. He loathed me. You'd have thought I was some sort of criminal." She put up a hand, silently asking him to not ask any more questions while she listened to the house elves.

"Dobby, you tell me what Malfloy has been doing. Since Kretcher is so busy enlightening us on how wonderful Malfloy is."

"The Malfloy boy isn't breaking any rules that Dobby can discover, but he still tries to avoid detection. He makes regular visits to the seventh floor with a variety of other students, who keep watch while he enters—"

"The Room of Requirement!" Harry exclaimed, bopping himself on the head with Advanced Potion-Making. "That's where he's been sneaking off to. Come to think of it, I've never seen the room on the map!"

"Maybe the Marauders never knew it was there," said Ron.

"More likely it's the magic of the room," Hermione pointed out. "If you need it to be Unplottable, it will be."

"The Room of Requirement?" Yugi asked.

"It's a room on the seventh floor that has the magic to turn into a room to satisfy the seeker's needs," Sakura explained. "Not too many people know about it. Dobby was the one who told us about the room in the first place when Dumbledore's Army, a Defense Against the Dark Arts club we started, needed a place to practice under Dolores Umbridge's foul nose last year."

"You've done well, Dobby," Harry said.

"Kretcher too," Hermione added, kindly; however, instead of being grateful, Kretcher's gaze went to the ceiling. "The Mudblood is speaking to Kretcher; Kretcher will pretend he does not hear."

"Get off it," Harry ordered and Kretcher disappeared with a loud crack. "You should get some sleep too, Dobby."

Dooby bowed to Harry and vanished.

"We have him cornered now," Harry said.

"Sure we do," Lara muttered. "About as cornered as a cat who has a mouse backed up against the wall where the mouse hole is."

"But what's all this about several students going with him?" Hermione wondered. "How many people are involved in this? I doubt he'd trust lots of people to know what he's up to…"

"Yeah, it's weird," Harry mused, thinking it over. "I heard him telling Crabbe that it wasn't Crabbe's business what he was doing… so what's he telling these… all these…"

There was a thump as Sakura pounded her fist on the table she and Seto were working at. "Polyjuice Potion!" she exclaimed.

The reality hit Harry like a ton ofcauldrons "You're right. There haven't been several different students accompanying Malfloy. It's just Crabbe and Goyle adding the hairs or whatever of different girls to the potion before they drink it. They're thick enough to do it, even if Malfloy wouldn't tell them what he's doing behind the doors of the Room of Requirement. The two girls I saw him with at the Quidditch match,"

"That girl whose scales I repaired," Hermione gasped.

"Those twerps I've seen on the seventh floor when I wander around the school sometimes in my free time." Sakura said. "They're all Crabbe and Goyle. No wonder they're so miffed nowadays."

"Well, they wouldn't object, would they?" Harry brought up. "Not if he's shown them his Dark Mark."

"The Dark Mark that we don't know exists," Lara pointed out testily, not looking up from her homework.

"We'll see," Harry told her confidently.

"Sure we will..."

Soon warm temperatures and increasingly clearer skies graced the grounds of Hogwarts, promising summer. "I can not believe how fast this year has gone by, Seto," Sakura sighed, nuzzling her boyfriend's shoulder.

Kaiba grunted in reply, not looking up from his Ministry of Magic leaflet—Common Apparition Mistakes and How to Avoid Them.

The two of them were outside by the lake, basking in the warm sunlight. Seto was sitting down with his back reclining against a tree while he read the packet. Sakura sat beside him, leaning against his body and her arms were wrapped around his body. One of her hands reached up and pushed leaflet down. "Seto, you've read through that stupid thing so many times I've lost count, you'll do fine, love."

"You wouldn't think it was stupid if you were taking the Apparition Test today," he retorted.

Sakura reached up and brushed some of his chestnut hair out of his eyes, the tips of her claws lightly grazing his forehead. "Seto, really; the worst that could happen is that you would have to take the test again."

"I'd rather just take care of it now and get it over with."

"Seto relax. Apparition is tough and besides if you do have to repeat it then, I'm going to be taking it and so will Harry and Yugi."

Kaiba glared at her. "Do you know how humiliating that would be? Me, having to repeat something like this, in front of Yugi, no less?"

"Well, you'd better pass that test then," Sakura spat as he got up to leave. "I don't think your precious ego could take the blow."

"Don't be like that, pet," Seto told her. He knelt down and cupped her chin in his hand. Leaning forward, he kissed her briefly then got back on his feet. "Wish me luck," he said, and he left her.

"That egotistical... I could just kill him sometimes." Sakura growled under her breath. She picked herself up from the ground and was about to go inside and get her things for Potions when she was knocked to the ground. Whatever had tackled her, growled and eight sharp claws dug into her flesh, one on her right shoulder and the other just an inch from the left side of her collarbone. She coughed as hot, smelly breath fell on her face. She drew a strangled breath and gazed into a pink mouth with sharp, pointed white teeth. Her hands seized the creature's jaws and tried to push him off of her, but it swiped a paw across her face making her grip slip and one of her left hand slid inside its heated mouth.

At the taste of flesh, the animal bit down hesitation causing Sakura's blood to fall inside its mouth and down her arm.

A yelp left Sakura's lips and abruptly pounded on the creature's skull, right between the eyes. Its grip on her hand and upper body lessened and her left hand wiggled free. Ignoring the pain in her bleeding hand, she grabbed a handful of fur in each hand and threw the creature with as much strength as she could.

There was the sound of ripping cloth and as Sakura got up off the ground she could see what she was fighting, a wolf. Its black hair shimmering in the sunlight and its yellow eyes gleaming as they poured into hers, her blood dripping from its lips. The beast charged again as the demon girl struggled to her feet, but as soon as it was barely five feet away from her, someone shouted, "Sectumsempra!", and as the wolf jumped blood sprayed all over her from its face and chest as if it had been cut with a sword.

Jumping backwards to avoid it, Sakura watched as the bleeding body hit the ground. Her eyes felt as if they were popping out of their sockets with fear and her whole body was trembling. She looked up from the corpse and saw Professor Snape. Mind completely free of anything but panic, she screamed. "OH MY GOD!"

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(1) Correct me if I'm wrong. The first was in Sorcerer's Stone after he faced Voldemort. The second was in Azakaban with the dementors showing up at the game. I don't think there are any more.

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