Chapter 8

I wanted to add more Leah/Draco interaction. Not gonna be much in the next year but it's kinda gonna skyrocket in the next two years after that.

"Ok…what happened?" Leah asked.

"That thing ate Scabbers!" Ron said.

"What thing?" Leah asked.

"Crookshanks did no such thing." Hermione said. Leah looked confused. She had gone out of a while and when she came back Ron and Hermione were arguing.

"I found blood and some of his hair on my sheet." Ron said.

"Ook…" Leah said. "I'm not taking sides…I've told you guys that already."

"But…" Both of them said.

"NO!" Leah said. "I hated Scabbers…but I'm your best friend." She looked at Ron. "So there is no way I'm picking sides." She did what Harry did and left the common room. She wandered around the school, not feeling like going anywhere really so she wandered aimlessly. Leah went around a corner and ran into someone, falling over.

"Can't you watch where you're going?" Draco asked, frowning down at Leah.

"Why can't you?" Leah asked, looking up at him. "Where are the dumbasses?"

"How should I know?" Draco asked. In one swift move he reached down, grabbed Leah's arm and yanked her up.

"Ok…slight ow." Leah said, looking at Draco, realizing he was looking at the nail marks on her arm and palm.

"Have fun did ya?" Draco asked.

"Ok I swear…if you mean sex wise I'm gonna smack you." Leah said.

"I didn't." Draco said. "It just came out. So how did these happen then?"

"I was pissed off, nails cut into my hands, then into my arms." Leah said. She looked at Draco with a curious look. "What's up Malfoy? You're not being your normal idiotic, extremely annoying self. Trying to get on my good side so that I don't fight as hard to beat you in the quidditch final?"

"Like you could." Draco said.

"Please…we've beaten you the last two years in a row…just because me and Harry have both been in the hospital wing when our last games have happened, making it so Slytherin wins, doesn't mean you're going to win this time." Leah said.

"Unless dementors show up again." Draco said.

"Oh don't even joke about that." Leah said. "Their not allowed to…Dumbledore would blow them to kingdom Kong."

"Huh?" Draco asked.

"Never mind." Leah said. Draco smirked. "What?"

"Well…I just noticed something." Draco said. Leah tilted her head in curiosity. "Look what we're next to."

"Oh no." Leah said, looking at the familiar closet door.

"Isn't it weird that we always come back here?" Draco asked.

"More then weird…WAY more then weird." Leah said. "And no…we are so not going in there and we so are not…" She never got to finish because, once again, Draco pulled her into the closet, had her against the door and was kissing her. Leah's resolve disappeared the second his lips touched hers.

Draco's POV (deciding to add some in)

What the hell am I doing? This is the third time now. Not that I'm complaining because she's really good at this…wait what? This isn't right. I…Draco Malfoy…am not supposed to be kissing someone like…well someone associated with Potter. It's gotta be some kind of spell…no…those aren't allowed. Although Le…uh…Black…isn't one for obeying rules but she would obey that rule. God…this girl is gonna be the death of me. Not like I'm complaining…dying like this definitely…Ok…gotta stop thinking about her like that.

Third Person POV

Draco pulled back and stared at Leah. She took a few deep breaths, holding his gaze before looking away.

"What the hell are you doing to me?" Draco muttered, not really looking for an answer.

"No clue. Not trying to do anything." Leah said. "But let me guess…don't tell anyone?"

"I don't blood well care anymore." Draco said, surprising Leah.

"Ok…why?" Leah asked.

"I don't know." Draco said. Leah stared at him for a moment before leaving the closet, completely confused.

By the time it came to the final quidditch match of year, there had been two more closet visits and three more visits to the Shrieking Shack for Leah. Of course she didn't remember more then a few simple instructions Sirius gave her every time she went there. The night before the quidditch match Leah spent the whole time awake and in the common room. She wasn't alone. Wood was there as well with her. They both sat staring at Leah's Firebolt. She had taken it out after Harry had his returned. She had a bit of explaining to do as to why she didn't tell Harry and Ron that she had it but they accepted her reason.

"You know…if we stay awake the whole time…we're not gonna win because we're too tired." Leah said when the clock rang three o'clock. "You think we should try to sleep?"

"Could work. See you in the morning." Wood said. They both went to their dorms but Leah ran back down the stairs and grabbed her Firebolt. She got a few hours of sleep that were interrupted by dreams of the mystery guy again.

The quidditch game passed really fast. All Leah remembered from it was scoring some goals before Harry caught the snitch, making it that Gryffindor won the quidditch cup.

"That went…like…whoa." Leah said, trying to piece together what had happened while she, Harry and Ron sat in the common room, slightly out of the way of the party.

"What do you mean…whoa?" Ron asked.

"I mean…well…like…I really do not remember any of it." Leah said. "Just a few goals."

"Well…that's no surprise to me." Ron said. He had noticed how Leah had been recently acting like she doesn't remember much of anything anymore.

"I'm gonna check on Hermione." Leah said after a few minutes of silence.

"Why?" Ron asked bitterly.

"Because…whether you like it or not…she's still MY friend." Leah said. "God…I thought you guys cared more about friends then about a stupid rat that was gonna die anyways." She stood up and went up to the girls' dorm room. Hermione was sitting on her bed and looked like she had been crying. "Hey…Hermione? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Hermione said, wiping her eyes.

"Yeah right." Leah said, sitting next to Hermione and putting her arms around her. "Tell me."

"I don't want Ron to be mad at me." Hermione said. "I really am sorry about what I did. I'm sorry Scabbers is dead…I'm sorry I told McGonagall about Harry's broom. I was just worried about him."

"Trust me girl…I would have done the same thing." Leah said. Leah comforted Hermione as best she could before she got tired and they both fell asleep in their own beds.

A few days later Leah walked into the common room to see Ron and Hermione hugging.

"Ok…did I miss something?" She asked, walking over to them. Hermione explained how Ron had forgiven her. "Oh…that's great."

"Hagrid talked some sense into me." Ron said. Leah laughed. "I wonder if mum and dad will let me get an owl now."

"Maybe. If not…I'll get mum to get you one for your birthday." Leah said, smiling. Ron smiled as well.

It seemed that things were back to normal now. Ron and Hermione were friends again meaning Leah and Harry didn't have to worry about getting split between them. The only thing that worried Leah was that Remus was looking slightly worried a lot more. He held her back in a class a few times to talk to her about things that didn't make any sense and didn't connect to anything that Leah could think about.

"Why does he keep asking you to stay back?" Harry asked once Leah caught up to him and the others after the exam. Remus had talked to her a little bit longer and all this extra time didn't go unnoticed by her friends.

"Just…asking about how mum is. You know…their friends." Leah said. The other three just nodded. Leah looked at Hagrid. "We have to come keep Hagrid company."

"We're not allowed." Hermione said.

"That's never stopped us before." Harry said.

"Yeah…come on Hermione." Ron said.

"Oh ok." Hermione said.

"Ok…we're gonna have to try to all fit under one cloak." Leah said.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Mum took mine." Leah muttered.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"How should I know?" Leah lied. The cloak was, of course, her mom's. Sabrina had ever right to take it if she needed it. And, if Leah guessed right, she probably went to visit Sirius that night before Christmas holidays. That was one thing Leah remembered, where her father was hiding. She could go there anytime she wanted to see him, but it was impossible most times and, another memory, Sirius had said only come if there was a problem.

"Well…we'll manage somehow." Harry said.

That 'somehow' turned into having Hermione do a charm on the cloak to make it bigger. The charm would only be temporary but she could always do it again.

"What's that you're making?" Harry asked that night while they were waiting for the common room to empty. Leah looked up from knitting. Ron and Hermione looked at her as well.

"Ron's mum taught me." Leah said. "She said that whenever I was nervous or something like that…I should just knit." She held up the scarf she was making. It looked almost like the ones they were in winter, except it was all wooly. It had the red and gold alternating stripes. "All I know how to do right now is scarves, hats and mitts."

"That's still a lot." Ron said. "You should have seen her the winter Hogwarts. Something got her really nervous or something and she made five pairs of mitts, three hats and seven scarves in three days."

"Whoa." Harry said. Leah just shrugged and went back to knitting the scarf. "What got you nervous?"

"Dementors." Leah muttered. "Mum had gone to Azkaban for some reason I still don't know. And I was staying with Ron." She put the knitting down and looked at Harry. "My mum was gone for like…a week. This was so not normal. Three days is normally the maximum. So I was pretty wigged."

None of the others said anything. There was silence between them and Leah watched Fred and George being idiots like they normally are. She brought the knitting back up to her dorm and sat on her bed before taking out her photo album and flipping it open. Lavender and Parvatti were already asleep.

"Peter Pettigrew." Leah whispered, looking at a picture that was obviously taken the day she was born. There was Molly and Arthur, a very pregnant Lily and James, Sirius, and Peter. Peter was holding Leah and smiling at Remus who, undoubtedly, was taking the picture. They were all surrounding Sabrina who was lying on the bed, looking tired but happy. Sabrina had, bitterly, told Leah that Peter was the first one to hold her. The nurse had brought Leah into the room, handed her to Sabrina, who handed her over to Peter. Leah wondered why Sabrina was bitter every time she mentioned Peter's name.

There were some more pictures that involved Peter holding Leah. And there were a few pictures of the wedding day. There was so much happiness around in a time where Voldemort caused nothing but pain. There was Dumbledore. He looked exactly the same as he did now.

Leah turned a page and came to pictures were she knew that Sabrina was forcing smiles. They were after Sirius was taken away. Leah turned another page and stopped on the picture of her 8th birthday. That, Leah remembered, was when the adults realized there was something wrong with Leah. Cake and ice cream were her favourite things to eat but that picture (which was one of the few muggle ones and didn't move) showed Leah looking depressed and pushing the still full plate away.

No one understood why Leah had suddenly gotten so depressed, she didn't even know. Why had she gotten so depressed? Leah suddenly managed to answer that question. She remembered, while she was in muggle school, Sabrina had her go to an all girl's school. All the other girls' dads picked them up and Leah could remember sitting idly by and watching as the other girls ran to meet their dads and how their dads would pick them up and laugh and smile.

The closest thing to a father that Leah had was Remus or Arthur. She couldn't really count on Arthur for a father, considering the fact that he had seven of his own kids. Remus was the best thing because he knew Sirius better then anyone else and Leah could always count on him. It was normally Remus who picked her up from school but it wasn't the same. Leah wanted her dad to be there.

"Leah?" Hermione came into the room.

"Yeah?" Leah asked.

"We're gonna go now." Hermione said. Leah nodded and closed the photo album before following Hermione down to the common room to meet the boys.

Ok this chapter is shorter then the others but I wanna get everything else into the next one so that one…expect it to be a long chapter.