I was there, in this dream. That was me, I was sure of it. But I looked older. So maybe it wasn't me. But there was a werewolf, surely that was Remus. But it looked even worse than Remus. And I knew that he would never become a werewolf in front of me. So in this dream, if it wasn't me, who was it? Then, all of a sudden, right before my eyes, the werewolf attacked. Blood was everywhere, and before I knew it, I was awake, and screaming, crying out for help. I felt ill, and, being in no fit state to walk, I leant over the side of the bed, and was violently sick. Still feeling ill, I lay still for a while, before going to have a shower.

It was one in the morning, on a Sunday, and as I showered, and thoroughly cleansed myself, images kept flashing back to me, scaring me shitless. Eventually, I had showered, and so I changed into some clean pyjamas, short ones, made of black silk. I went back into my room, but the moment I did, everything began to spin again. I knew I would get no sleep in there tonight.

The rooms around me still spinning slightly, I made my way to the boys' dorms, and went into the room were Seiji and Draco slept. Opening the door I quietly crept in. It was pitch dark, and I felt very disorientated, with the world spinning around me. I could barely see, and so crept over to the bed in which Seiji was lying. Gently pulling back its covers, I slid into it, and he wrapped his arms around me, and I snuggled deep into them, closing my eyes and falling into a deep, and more restful, sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, it was not of my own accord, but on the account of someone consistently and sharply poking me.

"You had better go before everyone else wakes up."

I opened my eyes, expecting to see brilliant blue ones in front of mine, but one I instead saw green ones, I looked around, expecting the worst. Seeing myself lying in bed next to Draco, his arms tightly wrapped around me, I screamed, and jumped from the bed, landing adeptly on my feet.

Seiji looked so mad, and I felt so confused. What the hell had happened? I reached out to him, but he stood out of reach, a stern and harsh expression on his face. My eyes welled up with tears. He looked so cold. I spoke his name, softly, as the tears began to flow, "Ben?"

"What?" his voice was harsh to my ears, and seemed full of hatred.

"I thought it was you." The tears began to flow even faster, and I felt sick once more, realising that I had not only hurt Seiji, but probably now Draco as well.

They looked at each other, and began to argue, as I crumpled to the floor, the tears still flowing. Eventually I had enough, and I stood up.

"Stop it! Both of you. Please stop it. I'm not worth it. It was all a mistake."

Draco looked more upset than ever, and I knew I had by now probably lost him forever. I hated myself for it. And felt even worse than ever.

"I didn't mean that," I breathed, now trying to reach for him. He backed away, looking at me, anger burning thickly in his eyes.

"I know exactly what you fucking meant. Get the fuck out of here. You heard me. Fuck Off!"

I sprinted from the room, almost falling down the stairs, when in fact I only fell down the last few, causing huge bruises to form on my legs. I hurried into my own room, and pulled on some uniform, before checking that I didn't look too bad. I had streaks all over my face, and I couldn't stop sniffling, and crying a little bit. I made my way to breakfast, and sat with some people in my own year, although I barely knew them, and I wasn't planning to eat anything. I just sat there, and felt very sorry for myself, with the tears still silently sliding down my face.

I wished it had all never happened, wished that Seiji, and Draco, were next to me again. I felt safe when I was with them. I felt safe when I wasn't alone. I looked up when I saw some movement, and saw Seiji leaving the hall, so I stood up, and hurried after him.

"Are you still mad?" I asked, as I took a hold on his thin wrist.

He spun around to face me, "Yes." But his eyes looked softer than they had.

At that moment I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I jumped, as I slowly turned round. It was my brother.

"Kara, I need to talk to you," he growled. I motioned for him to continue, and so he did, "I'm so disappointed in you. In fact everyone is. And I don't know what I hate more. Knowing that you left Gryffindor to be with scum like this," he indicated Seiji, who looked quite mad, "or the fact that you would even think about being friends with a murderer."

Seiji looked so angry, but I only felt sad, and the tears that were still bubbling under the surface once again rose, and rolled down my strong cheekbones.

"You're a traitor, Kara. You're a traitor, to me, to my friends. To our parents. To their memory. You should see how disappointed Sirius and Remus are. They've told me things, about him. About his family. Things that would make you never want to see him again. I really do wish that I knew nothing about you. I wished I never knew you existed. Then it wouldn't be so bad. Then I wouldn't have a traitorous bitch for a sister."

I was crying even more. Why couldn't they all just leave me alone. Seiji intervened, "Have I done anything to offend you, in any way?" Seiji's voice was dangerously quiet.

Harry looked nervous, although hatred still burned in his eyes. He pushed me behind him, out of the way, but I moved to stand behind Seiji, and Draco, who had come to see what was going on. Draco came up beside me, and laid his hand on my shoulder. Ron glared at us, "Get your hands off her," he roared.

Draco, just to be even more conniving, took my hand in his, Harry noticed this too, and immediately, he and Seiji began to fight, furiously. Seiji was obviously the stronger of the two, and it was him whom I felt more for, and so I tried to egg him on, though silently.

They paused momentarily, Harry much the worst off, and as Seiji spoke, he licked away the blood from a small cut on his fingers. Yet again, Harry attacked, and so the fighting went on, until teachers came, and broke the two of them apart. I didn't know who to go to, the brother, who hated me, and wished that I didn't exist, or Seiji, the person who had just fought for me, and got hurt for me.

I ran to Seiji's side, the tears still streaming down my face, although I was relieved that they had stopped fighting.

"Why the fuck are you crying, Kara?"

"Please, please. Don't fight again." I threw my arms around him, as he smiled. Not a kind smile, one that scared, me, so that as I buried my face in his robes, I was glad I couldn't see it.

The next day, I woke up in the morning, changed as usual, and then spent an hour hunting for my wand. Eventually, I got Draco to help me too, although he was still being a little cold with me. We couldn't find the wand at all, or could we find Draco.

So I spent the day wandless, and then again the next day, although Seiji was back in the evening, yet he refused to tell us where he had been. I had missed him, even though it had only been two days, and so I threw my arms around him, and hugged him hard, not letting go.

The months flew by, and soon came May, the Paegan festival of Beltaine, and my birthday. I awoke early, and soon bounded into the boys dorm, ignoring the other two guys in there, and jumping on Seiji's bed, waking him up, and also making him very annoyed with me. Eventually, he grabbed me, and held me close to him, too tight for me to struggle, but not tight enough to hurt. My head was still free, and so I kissed him hard on the mouth, which managed to wake him up a bit.

Finally, when he had stopped being extremely groggy, did he wake up enough to wish me a happy birthday, and by this time Draco had also got up, and given me a hug to wish me a happy birthday.

Draco presented me with a box, and I unwrapped it, and found it to be a bottle of very expensive perfume. It smelt amazing, and I hugged him to say thank you. And then Seiji handed me my present. It wasn't wrapped, but it was amazing. It was another little ball of fluff.

"Does it have a name?" I whispered.

"Not yet."

"so I can name it?"

"Yes. BUT NOT Fluff Ball II."

"Damn. Fine then. Male or female?"

"Female."

"Then her name is Euridice."

"You're strange."

"You're lovely." I leant over and kissed him, "I love you."

"Tch."