(A/N: Sorry for the delay, writer's block and I'm sick. My medicine made me all light headed and groggy. On with the story, read and review!)

"Shut him up," Malfoy said. "He'll attract unwanted attention."

Rose took out a piece of cloth and stuffed it in Ron's mouth.

"Weasley," Malfoy said taking the curse of him again. "Who are those other people?"

But Ron was already knocked out by the curse. Rose groaned and took out the piece of cloth. Ron's head hung limply but still breathing. "Do you think he vos tortured to insanity?" Rose asked, looking up at Malfoy.

"No," Malfoy said walking away and looking at the fire once more. "My aunt told me that when someone has gone crazy by the Cruciatus Curse, they wouldn't faint." Malfoy walked towards Ron and looked at him with disgust. "Weakling," he said, kicking Ron's side.

"Vell, vot are ve going to do now?" Rose asked.

"We put him in his room and put a Memory Charm on him," Malfoy said as though he was telling a child what two plus two is. Malfoy took out a bag of Floo Powder and took a handful. He threw it in to the fire and said, "The Slytherin Common Room." He disappeared into the flickering green flames.

Rose untied Ron. She grabbed his waist and dragged him to her door. She unlocked the door and dragged Ron, with difficulty, to his room. She pulled him onto the bed and took out her wand. She muttered the Memory Charm. Ron twitched a little in his sleep but remained in deep slumber. Rose walked out of his room and closed the door. As she tuned around, she bumped into Harry. Harry and the others, having finished their lunch, had gone upstairs to check on Ron and Rose.

"Rose, what were you doing in Ron's room?" Hermione asked.

"I vos just checking on Ron," Rose said. "Now if you vill excuse me." Rose walked past them and into her room.

All of them shrugged and walked into their own rooms. Harry took out a wizard chess set and began teaching Jason how to play as Ron snored from the bed. Jason was playing well but he kept saying the names of the pieces wrongly.

"So, the quill is the best piece to play but the kong is the important one?" Jason asked after their game. He was holding the queen and king pieces.

"Correct, but it's called a queen and king, not a quill and kong," Harry said covering his mouth to hide his wide grin.

Jason nodded. "And what about the sweetshop and porn?" he asked holding up the bishop and pawn. That was too much, Harry fell from his chair, laughing. Jason shrugged and looked at the chess pieces.

Ron stirred in his sleep. He woke up with a start. "What happened?" he asked. He had woken up from a dream but it wasn't a dream, it was so real. He could remember flashes of it, Malfoy, Rose, kill Harry, pain.

"Nothing, Ron," Harry said in between laughs. "Just teaching Jason how to play wizard chess."

"Oh," Ron said. Then the memories broke through the weak Memory Charm and flooded his mind. "Oww," Ron said holding his head. "Harry, Rose is trying to kill you!" Ron said.

"What?" Harry asked.

"She's friends with Malfoy!" Ron said.

"Excuse me?" Harry asked. "How would she know Malfoy?"

"I don't know," Ron said. "But- but-"

"Ron, I think you just had a crazy nightmare," Harry said laughing.

"But she- and he- want to kill you," Ron said.

"Listen, Ron," Harry said. "Rose is a nice girl, she wouldn't be with scum like Malfoy."

"But-," Ron began.

"Maybe it was just a misunderstanding," Harry said.

"But I saw her talk to Malfoy," Ron said. "Malfoy used Floo Powder and came here."

"Ron, I think you need rest," Harry said. "You're tired."

"But-but-," Ron said.

"You…need…rest," Harry said slowly.

Ron sighed and fell back on the pillow. He was thinking, maybe it was a dream, a bad dream, a nightmare.

But Ron didn't know how wrong he was…

"I can't believe you were friends with him," Hermione screamed, clearly giving away her cover.

"Not again," Rose said. "Incarcerous," she said. The ropes missed Hermione and she sped to Harry's room.

"Harry, Harry," Hermione said, frantically.

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"Rose, planning with Malfoy," Hermione gasped out. "Death, Harry, death!"

Harry raised an eyebrow. Ron fell from the bed shouting, "I told you so."

"Is everyone going against me?" Harry asked. "What is with everyone and Rose?"

"Uh, guys," Ron said. He was hearing shouts from the other rooms.

"Harry, you've got to believe me," Hermione said. "Rose is bad news, we've got to get out of this house. She's going to murder you. She is friends with Malfoy!"

"Guys," Ron said. The shouts became louder.

Harry raised his eyebrow higher. "What are you and Ron planning?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked. "Rose wants you dead, do you not under stand that?" Hermione had grabbed Harry's shoulders and she was now shaking him.

"Guys!" Ron said, frantically. The shouts were gone.

"Stop being silly," Harry said.

"I am not being silly!" Hermione said. "Rose, is-"

"I am vot?" someone said from the door. All of them looked around. Rose was standing in the door way with none other than Draco Malfoy.

"What the hell are you doing with him?" Harry asked.

"Plan B, Potter," Malfoy said coolly. "Since the Mudblood got away with information and the Weasel broke through the Memory Charm," he cast a look at Rose. "We decided to kill you here and now."

"You mean they were telling the truth?" Harry said.

"You should trust your friends, Potter," Malfoy said. "It may cost you your life. Like it cost hers."

"What do you mean by that?" Jason suddenly said.

"What do I mean by that," Malfoy said, laughing. "I attacked the others first including her family, one of them was not cooperating and sadly, she went." Malfoy raised his finger to his neck.

"Which one?" Harry asked.

Malfoy smirked. "Show them the body," he said.

Rose nodded and walked away. She came back moments later holding the limp, lifeless body. Harry and Ron gasped, Hermione looked away. Audrey was dead.

"You monster!" Jason yelled. He tackled the surprised Malfoy to the ground.

"Kill him!" Malfoy said.

"Well, hold still," Rose said. "None from you!" she said. "Perficus totalus!" Ron, Harry and Hermione froze.

"How can I bloody hold still?" Malfoy screamed.

"You know, you have a good point," Rose said.

"You killed her!" Jason yelled, tears now running down his cheeks.

"Hold him still!" Rose screamed.

Malfoy and Jason were furiously fighting. "Do you think I'm trying?" Malfoy yelled.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Someone had shouted the curse, someone fell to the ground, lifeless. Who is the killer? Who is the victim?

(A/N: Please review. Sorry to leave you in suspense again, in the next chapter, who shall and who shall die?)