"What do you think is wrong with her?"

"I don't know."

"Why are you even here, Lynx is a Gryffin not a Snake."

"Yeah well, get over it."

There was a silence and a huff, "Whatever."

Lynx opened her eyes to see Nyt and Ron standing above her. White linens were around her, and the décor obviously came from the Nurse's wing. She groaned, her head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. Nyt's gaze darted to her.

"You okay? It seems you had a nasty little fall."

"Yeah."

"What I don't get, is that the fall that brought you here was in route to this place anyway." Nyt raised an eyebrow as if accenting the question. Lynx saw Ron listening intently on the conversation.

"Umm, Ron? I'm starving, could you go grab me some food. Please?"

"Sure, anything particular?"

"Just food, thanks." Both watched as Ron left the infirmary.

"So, I saw Draco in here earlier. Then I saw Lupin. I think you owe me an explanation as to why your teacher is fawning over you, but mine isn't doing the same over me."

"Why don't you go bust your head open on the floor and we'll see." She looked up at Nyt, noting the mock expression on her face. "Draco was here, really?"

"Yup, sat here until I removed him. You've been out for a while, and successfully missed the remaining classes of the first day. I would claim jealousy if not for my final class of the day."

"Hmm? Psychology?"

"The one and only."

"You're hopeless."

"Ah, but Lynx, as of right now you are helpless expect for me." Nyt leaned on the bedside over Lynx, forcing their gaze to meet. "Now it won't be long for the flaming sidekick to return and I want to know what really happened with you. You had me worried."

Lynx sighed. "It turns out that Professor Lupin is my father, Nyt."

"Lupin is your father? You mean that's why you were so pale and fell and everything?"

Lynx nodded, answering her friend's questions. She knew that Nyt would want to know more about the 'Lupin being her father' project, but right now she just wanted to sleep.

Ron came back with a bowl of soup beans in his hands. When he handed it to Lynx, after helping her to slowly sit up, she noticed that her beans had rice in it as well. She smiled.

"Thanks Ron."

"No problem. But you really scared us. Harry, I think, was trying to get permission to be with you and miss Snape's last class but that didn't happen. And Fred wasn't doing any better. He couldn't' concentrate. Turns out that the whole school knows that you are in the hospital wing." Ron said.

Lynx shook her head as she ate slowly. She wasn't sure why but she just suddenly didn't feel like eating anything. She wanted to talk to her father. And as if right on cue Professor Lupin walked in.

"Ron, Nyt, I do believe that you have things to do." Lupin said.

Ron and Nyt nodded then left the hospital wing. Lupin sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at his daughter.

"How are ya doing?"

"I've been better."

"I think we need to talk."

"No, we don't need to talk about anything, dad."

Lupin stared at her before smiling. He liked the way dad sounded coming from Lynx. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Then helped her get a drink of water, finish eating and gently lay her back down on the bed.

"Dad, do you think we could change my name from Phoenix to Lupin when I get alittle more comfortable with the whole idea?"

"I'd like to do that." He smiled. "I'll let Dumbledore know tonight. But right now you need to sleep."

Lynx let her father tuck her in as she slowly started to drift off to sleep.

"Good night dear."

"Night, dad."

Lynx was walking through town when she heard gunshots going off. She ran toward the sound, thinking that she heard a voice that she knew. When she got there she saw four people lying on the ground.

As she walked closer she got this feeling that she should turn away and she almost did until she recognized one of the four people. It was her father, Lupin.

He was covered in blood, and looked like he had been beaten up pretty bad. His clothes were torn and he was bruised really badly. Lynx started to cry as she kneeled before her father and placed her head on his chest to see if he was still alive. But he wasn't.

The person next to him was Draco. His hair was a mess and it was stained with, what could have been his blood. He wasn't as bad as her father, but it was still pretty bad. His face was all scratched up.

The girl about a foot away from him was Nyt. Her eyes were open. Lynx slowly dropped her hand to her face and closed her best friend's eyes.

Then she moved to who looked like Snape. His arm was around Nyt's waist as if he was going to try and pull her away from harm but wasn't fast enough.

There was so much blood that Lynx she was going to be sick.

Lynx sat up straight and was breathing heavy. She wasn't sure what was up with what she saw but she was now scared for their lives. Usually, Lynx could dismiss dreams just that, dreams. But this, it was so real and… possible. Of course it was possible, yet what would cause such things to happen.

Her shaking slowly subsided as her breath evened. Lying back down, her head felt too heavy. Lynx cracked it all up to have too much information to absorb at once, but that wasn't what she knew really. As her eyes forced themselves closed, she could barely contain the worry of just what could be possible.

Nyt walked into the infirmary again, this time Lynx was awake to see her coming. She had been off set in her sleeping habit so now she was wide awake and it was nearing 11 o'clock. Both checked to make sure no one was around, and then settled into what Nyt call 'chat mode'.

"Shouldn't you be going to the dorms, Nyt, before you get caught."

A mischievous smile played on Nyt's lips, and Lynx could practically quote what was coming.

"Oh, I hope I get caught. What are the chances it will be Snape?"

"Do you ever quit?"

"Out of all the time you have known me and you ask me that. You wound me, really." She brought her hand to heart to dramatize her brief moment. Then her face became serious, almost as if the previous seconds were non-existent. "So, how are you coping with dad?"

"It was difficult, but now I like the thought. Yeah, we have issues to deal with and discuss. Though that is certainly better than never finding out and meeting my father. Even with the years we lost, we have more ahead." She paused and looked down to her hands in her lap. "Hopefully?"

"And that means…?"

"I had a dream last night."

"Am I old enough to her this."

Lynx reached back, grabbed her pillow, and smacked Nyt in the face, both laughing hard.

"Seriously, what was it about?"

"First I heard these shots, like guns, and then I saw people dead. When I went to see who they were it was Lu…dad, Draco, you, and Snape."

"Well, that just sounds like a nightmare to me."

"Oh, and I forgot, Snape had his arm around you."

This time Nyt smacked Lynx with the pillow. "I'm trying to be serious about your dream and you make jokes like that."

"No, really, that is what I saw."

"Oh, sorry. Geez Lynx, that really great, psychologically you want the relationship between Snape and I to die."

"What relationship?"

"Good point. Anyway, it was just a dream. Harmless really, only succeeded making you wake up in the middle of the night. That's it."

"I hope so."

Lynx stepped out of the infirmary doors, looking around. It was Tuesday morning and she was ready to return to school. It was near 7 o'clock a.m. so no one was to be seen, still she headed for the Great Hall. With food before she realized that she was famished and dug in, for lack of a better term.

Everyone else followed into the Hall near 7:30 in a loud pack of people. People went to there respective tables and Lynx was surrounded by questions of what had happened, how she was, and such. Harry and Ron answered most of the questions with "Leave her alone, she's tired," for which she was grateful.

Classes started at 8 as usual, but their schedule differed on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Today would be agriculture, zoology, physics, physical education, and astronomy/astrology. The classes were a complete mixture of teams, as depending on certain academic requirements.

With most of the Hall still eating and chatting, Lynx quietly left the table and headed out the door. Her first class was zoology, with of course Hagrid. It shouldn't be so bad, everything just depended on the group that she got as classmates.

Luckily the classmates she had were Gryffin's, but that didn't always mean that the class was going to run smoothly, like Hagrid would like it to. She was the first one there, so she thought that she could talk with him.

"Professor Hagrid?"

"Please, just call me Hagrid. I don't very worthy of the 'Professor' part." He said smiling. "So, what can I do for you?"

"Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real you were afraid that it might come true?"

"Why sure I have. Don't we all? Now why are you asking me this, instead of talking to your father about this dream of yours?"

"Thanks Hagrid."

"No problem, Miss Lupin. No problem."

With that Lynx went to find her father, Professor Lupin. She found him in his classroom, working on lessons. She quietly walked inside and up to his desk. He looked up and smiled as she came closer.

"Lynx, I'm glad that you're out of the infirmary. I was getting alittle worried that Poppy wouldn't let you out today."

"I'm fine. But, I wanted to talk to you about a dream I had last night."

Lupin didn't look too happy with that being said. He didn't like that at all. "What kind of dream?"

"Death."

"Tell me what happened and I'll see if it's something extreme enough to let the Principal know or not."

So for the next few minutes she told her father what she had dreamed. He listened carefully before determining that it was something to let the principal know about. Lynx didn't feel like re-telling it so Lupin offered to tell him while she was in class.

Before she left she kissed his cheek good-bye and told him that she would see him later. Then she hurried to her first class, hoping not to be late. She wasn't too late, though Hagrid didn't seem to mind much, since he knew where she had been.

No one, except for the teachers and Nyt, knew that Lupin was Lynx's father. She wasn't ready to tell anyone, and Lupin seemed fine with it. He didn't care if she went ahead and told them, or waited until she was completely comfortable with it herself.

Lynx couldn't concentrate on her schoolwork through out Hagrid's lesson. The dream was still so vivid in her mind. Harry, who was sitting beside her, slowly made little circles on her hand. Lynx smiled at him, appreciating his concern and comfort. Skyra was getting annoyed with how Harry was giving Lynx his attention since her sudden collapse yesterday.

"Now, what I want you all to take this test and find out what animal you are like. It will also tell you who your soul mate is." Hagrid said as the class was dismissed.

Lynx wanted to find Nyt, but thought it best to wait until lunch to speak with her. She just went to her next class with the rest of the Gryffin's. Lynx kept to herself, she wouldn't' talk to anyone, not ever to Harry or Skyra.

"Just leave her alone, Skyra. I'm sure she's still feeling sick."

"But Harry, I'm really worried about her. I can't just sit back and watch her close up like a clam."

"Whether you like it or not, you're going to have to. Let Lynx be to herself. Let her heal on her own time." Harry said, firmly.

"But you don't know what I know." Skyra whispered. She looked at Lynx and noticed she was writing in her journal. Skyra smiled to herself, knowing that there was going to be something good that Lynx didn't' trust with her. When Lynx would write in her journal, it was something that she didn't want anyone to know.

"Skyra, you need to pay attention to the lesson." Ron said.

"But, what about Lynx?"

"I told you Skyra, just leave her alone." Harry said.

Once class was over Lynx went straight for the library, instead of heading toward the Great Hall for lunch. Draco noticed where she was headed and slowly trailed after her.

Lynx entered the library without knowing that someone was behind her. She turned around and came face to face with Draco. She stumbled backwards and almost fell, if not for Draco catching her.

"Thank you, Draco." She said softly.

"You are most welcome."

Nyt noticed that Lynx didn't enter for lunch and was about to ask if anyone had seen her when Harry, Ron, and Skyra came in, talking about Lynx.

"You seriously mean that not only did she go to the library, with difficulty walking, but she looked pale." Ron was repeating what he was just told.

"Yes, but it looks like she wants to be by herself. Otherwise she would be standing here with us." Harry said.

Nyt had heard enough from Lynx's 'concerned friends!' she left toward the library, hoping that Lynx was ok. She didn't want Lynx to go through that dream again, or even one that's worse. Even though they seem like just bad dreams to Nyt, they meant something different to Lynx. It was like, to Lynx, they could be visions.

Draco carefully helped Lynx to sit down, and just relax. To Draco, this was a dream come true. He had wanted to be able to help Lynx, to be with her, hold her, touch her, and kiss her. He stopped thinking those thoughts as he could tell she wasn't feeling very well. He wasn't sure what to do, so when she slid to the floor, he leaned against the wall and pulled her to him, holding her close.

"Why are you…doing…." She couldn't get the words to come out.

She was feeling very sick and she wanted to go the infirmary, yet she didn't want to leave the warmth of Draco's embrace. So she cuddled closer to him, not wanting to go anywhere. Draco smirked as he tightened his hold on her. He looked down at her and his smirk was wiped away. She looked so pale and vulnerable.

Lynx looked up at Draco and saw the worry on his face. She sighed and closed her eyes.

"Don't close your eyes, Lynx."

"Why not, Draco?"

"Because I need to get you to Madame Pomfrey, that's why."

"No, just keep holding me. I'll be fine."

She opened her eyes and smiled at him. Then she leaned forward and lightly kissed his cheek.