Harry frowned as he opened the door to his room and walked out into the hall.

"Jas what are you doing?" he asked the girl curiously as she very slowly hobbled her way towards him. Madame Pomfrey had given her strict instructions to stay in bed.

"Going for a walk." She said simply.

"Oh really?" he said. "Here." He offered her his arm, which she took, leaning her weight on him.

"Thanks." She said gratefully as they began walking slowly down the stairs. "Do you know how boring it is just sitting in the room day in day out?" she said grumpily.

"I can imagine."

"There are only so many books I can read, and I still haven't heard from Dra-" she stopped mid-sentence.

"Draco? Draco Malfoy?" Harry questioned as they reached the bottom step. She didn't answer him. "You still haven't told me what happened to you."

"What makes you think it's any of your business?"

"Well the way I see it, you still owe me." He told her.

"What for exactly?"

"For not telling me you were serving the insane homicidal freak who tries to kill me every chance he gets."

"Oh that."

"Yes. That."

"Fair enough I owe you one. But I'm still not telling you." She shrugged as Harry deposited her on the nearest chair to the door in the kitchen. Harry sighed.

"Want anything?" he asked as he filled up a glass with some water.

"No thanks." She said, and he sat down opposite her and took a sip of his water.

"How you feeling?" She shrugged.

"Okay I guess, considering. Madame Pomfrey says I can be up and about like normal in a day or two, even though it may twinge or ache every now and again." Harry nodded.

"So what you gonna' do then?" he asked. She smirked at him.

"Lets just say you'll be seeing more of me." She said cryptically.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked curiously, but she didn't get the chance to not answer his question as Severus Snape entered the kitchen at that moment. He stopped and glared at Harry meaningfully for a minute before Harry said, "I'll just be going then." He said and got up and left the kitchen closing the door behind him.

"Morning Sev'rus." Jas said.

"You two made up then?" he asked snidely as he sat down in Harry's vacated chair.

"Jealous are we?" she asked. He glared at her. "Something you wanted?"

"Just to enquire about the progress of healing of your injury." He said stiffly.

"Aw, you came to see how I was? That's so sweet." She said sweetly, he scowled.

"As you seem to be in good health . . ." he trailed off and stood to exit the kitchen.

"Wait." She said and grabbed his arm. She hauled herself up so she was standing in front of him.

"What do you think you're doing!" he admonished, putting an arm round her waist to support her but still face her. She shrugged.

"Thanks." She whispered taking a step closer.

"Well I wasn't gonna let you fall, Poppy would've had my-" he stopped looked at her sly grin and raised an eyebrow. She smirked at him and leaned in and captured his lips with hers.

Harry sunk into an armchair in the living room and stared blankly at the fireplace for a few minutes. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Not thinking. Wasn't that kind of like Occulmency? Emptying your mind? Snape would be so proud, Harry thought sarcastically.

Harry didn't look up when he heard someone enter the room until Remus spoke. "Harry."

"Hmm?" he asked not really looking.

"Hey." Remus pushed his shoulder a little and Harry looked up to glare at him. "I brought guests." Harry blinked at them.

"Hi guys." He said

"All right mate?" Ron asked as he sat down in the chair next to Harry.

"Yeah." Harry smiled at them.

"Hope you haven't been too bored." Ron said.

"Of course he hasn't." Ginny said, "He's had Fred to entertain him!" Harry smirked.

"That's right I have." Ron frowned at him.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing." Harry said innocently.

"Where is Fred?" Ginny inquired.

"At the shop, George is fed up with having to handle everything alone, and Jas is here now. Although I don't know if she's guarding me or I'm guarding her."

"What do you mean? Who's Jas?" Ron asked, but before Harry could answer Remus spoke.

"Where is she anyway? I need to have a word with her." He said.

"In the kitchen." Harry glowered. "With Snape."

"What! What are they doing?"

"I wouldn't want to know." Harry answered. Remus growled angrily.

"I swear to God that man has no morals whatsoever." He said and walked towards the kitchen door, just as it opened and Snape stepped out.

"Lupin." He sneered. Remus frowned at him and looked over Snape's shoulder to see Jasrene standing just behind him.

"Severus." He said curtly and glanced down to where Severus had a tight grip on his left arm, when he looked back up Severus was glaring at him.

"If you don't mind . .." he said and side stepped Remus so he had a clear path to the door. He glanced back once at Jas and she smiled at him before he walked out of the door. She looked worriedly at the door after he left. After a minute she managed to turn away although concern was still etched onto her face, along with the uncomfortable look of someone who is in a large amount of pain but doesn't want to show it.

"You okay?" Harry asked.

"I'll be fine." She said attempting a smile which looked more like a grimace. "As soon as he comes back I'll be fine." She said quietly and glanced at the door again. Suddenly her face screwed up in pain and she grabbed her arm just as Snape had done moments before. "I'm gonna' go to my room. Might be able to sleep though it." She said quietly and shuffled her way awkwardly towards the stairs.

"Here." Remus said and moved towards her offering his shoulder for her support which she accepted gladly.

"Thanks." She muttered as he practically carried her up the stairs.

"What was all that about?" Ron asked Harry as soon as Remus and Jas were out of ear shot. Harry quickly tried to think up something convincing to tell them. But Ginny spoke before he had the chance.

"She's a Death Eater isn't she?" she asked tentatively. Harry gaped at her, speechless. "I mean she grabbed her arm where the dark mark would be, just like Snape did . . ." she trailed off.

"Don't be stupid. She wouldn't be here if she was a Death Eater." Ron said.

"Snape is."

"Yeah but he's a spy." He paused. "So she's a spy?" he said looking at Harry who still hadn't spoken. "Harry?"

"What? Oh. No she's not a spy." He said glancing up the stairs.

"Then wha-?" Ginny began but Harry cut her off.

"I think I might go and take a nap. Didn't really get any sleep last night. See you guys." He said and darted up the stairs before Ron's incoherent stutters became actual words.

It's been so long since I updated! Anyone still out there? Probably not, oh well, I was reading HBP, thought it was wkd, although disliked the way Rowling portrayed Snape as the bad guy, he so isn't. ANYWAY I decided to keep writing this so if anyone's still out there (cue eerie silence) please review!