A/N: A bit OOC on Haley's part. Just a fair warning. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Isn't that a rip off? Just kidding.

December came around the corner quickly; Halia had spent everyday of the last two weeks sitting at Alex's bedside, waiting for him to rouse.

"Miss Granger, it's already eight thirty! You'll get detention if you're out this late!" Madam Pomfrey was scolding Haley on December first, as she was sitting on her boyfriend's bed, just staring into his tired face. But then he made a noise, and for the first time since November 20, opened his eyes. Haley shrieked.

"Madam Pomfrey! HE'S AWAKE!" she hugged him and he hugged her back as Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to see for herself.

"We've been waiting, Mr. Edgecombe," she mumbled. "Now, please, Miss Granger, could you leave him be? I can see he needs rest still."

Halia smiled and kissed Alex before she left. His lips were dry. She took out a lip balm and gave it to him.

"You need it," she whispered, and winked at him. He winked back and she went out of the infirmary, bursting to the brim to tell the rest of the Ravenclaws about his recovery. First, because she was so happy, she went to Gina, who was sitting, looking gloomy, by the fire.

"Gina?" Haley acknowledged, tapping her shoulder. Gina turned back to look at who was asking her name.

"Oh. You," she said shortly.

"I just wanted to tell you that Alex is awake..." Haley muttered. Gina screamed 'YES!' and started running around the common room. Haley shook her head and went to tell Marina and a few other Ravenclaws were sitting, talking, including Page Quarter, Alex's best friend.

"You guys, Alex is awake!" Haley said. The only good reaction she got was from Page, who grinned.

"He is?" he asked. Haley nodded. "That's cool." The others, however, just nodded. Even Aaron Modulo, who was a close friend of Alex, just nodded.

"Um...Mars? Shouldn't you be happy about it?" she asked. Marina just snickered. Haley looked taken aback. Layla Ord came over at this precise moment, her long dirty-blonde hair trailing behind her.

"I couldn't help overhear. I can be happy about it. See?" she smiled big. Haley inched away from her.

"Page, come with me. We're going to...use something to go see Alex." Page got up and followed her out of the portrait hole. The lady in the picture, who was the Fat Lady's cousin, yelled after them "You're going to get a detention!" but Haley ignored her. Full speed ahead, she ran to down the corridor a ways until she found the picture of the Fat Lady. Gasping for breath with Page behind her, she said the password that Sherry had given her, and trampled in with curses from the portrait.

Halia spotted Sherry sitting, reading a book, by the fire.

"Stay here for a second," Haley told Page.

"Wait, Haley, I don't mean to be rude, but what the hell are you doing?" he asked. Haley put her finger up as a motion of a minute, and hurried over to her best friend.

"Sherry! Alex is awake. And I'm taking Page to see him. I need your cloak!" she said hurriedly.

"I'm not sure I have it!" she said. Haley sighed.

"Would it be in your trunk?" Haley asked her.

"Let me go find it. I'll be back in five seconds, I swear," Sherry whizzed up the stairs, and ten seconds later, she came to where Halia was standing with Page. She was holding the silvery translucent cloth in her hands.

"Thank you. I owe you," she said. Sherry nodded.

"Yeah. You do. Give it back to me tomorrow morning. And make sure no one sees it. Lock it in your trunk in your dorm," Sherry told Haley. Haley nodded, threw the cloak over a very dazed-looking Page, then herself. She climbed out of the hole with him following, having trouble because he was taller then Haley. She walked down staircase after staircase until, finally, she got to the Hospital Wing doors. Luckily, they weren't locked, so she tip-toed in, shushed Page, and found the bed that Alex had been lying in, which had the curtains drawn.

Making sure no one else was around, especially the nurse, Haley whispered "Alex! Are you in there?" She heard a rustle, and Alex had opened the curtains and was looking around. She took the cloak of, and he let her in, startled.

"Halia, what are you doing?" he whispered hoarsely. She jerked her head towards Page.

"Him," she muttered. Alex smiled. Haley allowed them to do the 'man-shake' and catch up on a bit for ten minutes, until she heard a shuffling of slippers.

"Mr. Edgecombe, who are you talking to?" it was Madam Pomfrey. Haley bit her lip, grabbed the invisibility cloak, and threw it over herself and Page.

"Shut up!" she hissed at him. She watched as Alex jumped into bed as Madam Pomfrey open the curtains. Alex started snoring.

"Hmm. That's odd. I thought I heard...never mind," she shook her head and shuffled back out of the curtained room.

"Hail, you can come out now!" Haley heard Alex whisper from the covers.

"I think we should go, though," Haley hissed back.

"Yeah...if she hears more voices, you'll get in trouble," he said. Haley took the cloak off for a second to hug Alex, then it was back on, and her and her boyfriend's best friend were out of the infirmary, and towards Gryffindor Tower to drop of the cloak.

The next morning, Halia woke up to bright sunshine; too bright. She heard the distant sound of a bell and she sat bolt up straight. Immediately she got out of bed, threw on her uniform, brushed her teeth for two seconds, grabbed her bag, and was out of there in three minutes.

She arrived in Professor Slughorn's Potions dungeon ten minutes after first bell had rung.

"So...so sorry, Professor, I slept in a bit too long," she said.

"Oh, that's all right, Miss Granger...we all do that one time or another," he smiled at her and motioned her to sit down. She looked around; Marina was sitting by Mary Gindstone, a Hufflepuff (they were having a split class) and, reluctantly, sat down at the only empty seat, by Layla Ord.

"Hello, Halia," she said in an airy voice. Haley smiled weakly at her.

After second period came round, (and Halia had been talked into insanity about Nargles from Layla), and that meant out to the greenhouses with the Slytherin third years, something that she was sorely mad about.

"Hello, class! Sit down, sit down... Today we are learning about Nargles!" Professor Sprout exclaimed. Haley hit her head, hard, on the table.

That day, somehow, was one of the worst ever. For one, because Marina was being mean; for two, she was late to Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts; and lastly, Elisabeth kept trying to curse her in the hallways.

It was after dinner (in which Haley had sat with Sherry), and instead of going her usual route to Ravenclaw tower to finish her homework, she went to the infirmary.

"I'll be in the Gryffindor tower in a few minutes," Halia said to Sherry.

"Okay, see you then," Sherry said, waving at her as they went there separate ways.

The moment Haley opened the doors she was met with a wet kiss; someone held her at arms length, and she grinned as she saw it was Alex.

"Alex! You're out of bed!" she exclaimed as she whipped her lips.

"Yep. Madam Pomfrey said I was free," he said. She kissed him and they walked into the corridor together, hand in hand.

"So, what happened today? Any homework I miss?" he asked. Haley looked at him.

"Alexander, you've been out cold for two weeks. Do you think you missed any homework?" she quizzed.

"Damn. And I thought that I had just slept through every class!" he joked. Haley laughed.

"Oh, yeah, before I forget, we have a detention with the Mathoy twins tonight...McGonagall said as soon as you were awake, you'd be joining us. Usually she just makes us clean out broom closets...last time, though, she gave us extra-credit for every class we had. Torture, I tell you," she explained.

"Are we going to Ravenclaw, or Gryffindor?" Alex asked her as they reached the topmost floor of the castle.

"Gryffindor, if you don't mind...Marina was being mean to me all day, and Sherry is letting me into their tower."

"No, that's fine...I haven't thought bad of Marina, what happened to her?"

"I don't know, she just started being mean after I got in the fight last match." She told him. He stopped in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, which they had arrived at. She stopped with him.

"Hmm...that sucks," he said. She nodded in agreement.

"Well, are you coming in or not?" the Fat Lady spoke. Haley jumped.

"Oh...yeah. Centaur," Haley said, and it swung open. Alex went in ahead of her, and his hand helped her in.

"Alex!" Sherry exclaimed.

"Hey," he replied.

"You haven't seen Mathoy lately, have you?" she questioned.

"Nope. Why?"

"Oh, whoops. Didn't tell you yet," Haley cut in as the three of them took empty seats (rather, Haley and Alex took one seat, while Sherry took another). "Well, you hit him up so bad that he was in the hospital wing for three days with a minor version of the spell that hit you."

"You mean...he didn't knock me out with a spell?" Alex asked. Sherry shook her head. "But, I thought you had gotten hit with that spell, also, Hail. I didn't really see much before I got knocked out... What happened to you?"

"Try Mathoy's broomstick to the back of the head, compliments of his sister," she said matter-of-factly. "I was only in the hospital for about three hours."

"Lucky you," he muttered.

"Look, you guys, I don't know about you, but I think someone is out to get us...all of us," Sherry said, pointing around at everyone.

"I'm not sure...why would they let Mathoy be hit with that spell too?" Alex said.

"Because someone wanted to make sure that it didn't look too aimed towards the muggle-borns. You know, to cover something up. And he did get hit with a minor version of the spell. Sherry, you told me that the light came from the end of the pitch. But no one was able to be seen..." she trailed off.

"You know what?" Sherry said. "I think it's time to talk to the trio."

"You don't think-" Haley started to say, but was cut off by Sherry.

"Yeah. That's what we need to do," she said, and Haley knew there was no arguing with her.

A/N again: HA! Cliffie there! It's crappy, but oh well! Next chapter should be the Detention...and more mysteries shall be solved.