Harry spent the next few days avoiding . . . well everybody really. He had a constant headache, unusually not because of lack of sleep or excessive visions, which Voldemort seemed to have found a way to block, but from an overload of things to think about. He spent most of his time doing things to occupy himself. But he couldn't stop himself. Thoughts about the prophecy obviously filled his mind, but other things too. Who had been spying on Snape and Jas, and then him and Snape in the corridor? Has Jas really been pregnant or was that just something Snape had said to Voldemort to try and earn his forgiveness? Who was the other Death Eater who had helped Snape save them back at Privet drive? And he still didn't know how Jas was related to Sirius, which she had to be, unless it was an extreme coincidence.

It was Friday evening that found Harry sitting at the edge of the lake, staring blankly into it's murky depths, a million thoughts on his mind. He turned round when he heard footsteps approaching. Emerald green eyes met crystal blue. Jas smiled.

"This seat taken?" she asked, pointing to the ground next to him. He shrugged as she sat down. There was a few moments of silence before Harry spoke.

"Were you related to Sirius?" he asked. She smiled.

"I wondered how long it'd take you to ask. Yeah, we were related."

"How?"

"He was my second cousin once removed, I think. His great uncle was my great grandfather, or something like that." she said.

"Oh. Thanks." He said quietly. She looked at him inquisitively for a moment.

"Anything else you want to ask me?" she asked.

"I-" Here was the perfect chance to get some answers, and yet it didn't seem as important anymore, and she probably wouldn't know everything he had been pondering over. Except one thing. "Were you really pregnant?" he asked her.

"Ah." She said and stared out at the lake. "I was, but not when Lucious stabbed me, I lost it before then." She said quietly.

"How?" Harry asked softly.

"I miscarried." She answered quietly.

"Sorry."

"It happens." She said shrugging and turning back towards him.

"So Snape lied to Voldemort?" Harry asked.

"He's getting good at it." She commented before they lapsed into a comfortable silence.

"Did he tell you about the other day?" Harry asked, she frowned at him and shook her head. "You guys were standing in the corridor 'having a moment', I saw you. When you went, Snape pulled me out and took some points, but then we heard a noise, someone else was there. They were under an invisibility cloak, I saw their foot as they ran round the corner." He told her.

"What did Severus do?" she asked, concerned.

"Nothing. And the spy can't have done anything either, or you would both be long gone by now." Harry said.

"Good point." She said. "He should have told me." She complained. Harry shrugged, he tried not to think that Snape probably just didn't want to worry her, because that would imply that Snape had a heart. "I've noticed you've been avoiding your friends." She changed the topic, he scowled.

"Spying on me?"

"Just an observation. You guys fallen out?"

"No, I, well, sort of . . . I dunno'. I just get fed up with the interrogation sessions." He muttered.

"They just care about you, they want to make sure your okay." She said.

"I'm fine." He grunted.

"Sure you are." She indulged. "So, how long's it been since you had a cigarette?" she asked.

"Too long." He grunted. "But I've quit, so that's obvious." She 'mmm'd' in agreement.

"Dumbledore spoken to you yet?" she asked. Harry shook his head, he'd given up trying to figure out the headmaster, or worrying about the fact that they hadn't spoken since Harry trashed his office at the end of last term.

"You should talk to your friends Harry." She said as she stood up. "I've got to go Banning - er Draco wanted me to go flying with him."

"Banning?" Harry smirked. She scowled at him.

"It's Latin, means 'little blonde one', don't you dare say it to him." She warned.

"Wouldn't dream of it." He said innocently.

"Yeah." She said, clearly not believing him. "As I said, you should talk to your friends. I'm sure I saw them walking down to Hagrid's on my way out here." she said, and with a last smile walked away.

He sighed deeply as he watched her go. She was right, he should go and talk to them, and if they were at Hagrid's it was unlikely they'd start on him, small talk, he could handle that. With another explosive sigh he pulled himself to his feet and strolled over to Hagrid's hut. He was almost positive he saw two heads, one red one brown haired disappear quickly behind the net curtain as he approached.

He knocked on the door tentatively and quickly shoved his hands back in his pockets. Hagrid wrenched the door open so forcefully that it groaned in protest.

"Harry!" he exclaimed happily, giving Harry a one armed hug which he was sure bruised a couple of ribs.

"Hey Hagrid." He said cheerfully, he hadn't spoken to Hagrid one on one since the start of term. "Sorry I haven't been by-"

"Tha's alright 'Arry, you got enough on your mind." He said. "Hermione and Ron are here." he said gesturing towards the nervous looking pair sitting inside with cups of tea in their hands.

"Hey Harry."

"Alright Mate."

Harry smiled at them and made his way over to the bench and sat down next to Ron. Hagrid sat down on his chair opposite them.

"Tea Harry?" he asked, not waiting for an answer before he began to pour. He handed it to Harry and a somewhat awkward silence settled.

"Look," Harry began, turning to face Hermione and Ron, "I, I'm sorry for avoiding you and snapping at you and being a complete jerk." He blurted. "I just wanted to say that before I went back to castle. No offence Hagrid but I'm starving, missed dinner." He said to Hagrid, who nodded and smiled understandingly.

"You knew we were here?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah Jas saw you on your way down. And I saw you at the window." He said.

"We were-" Ron began.

"Don't worry, if one of you guys was acting like me I'd follow you round in my invisibility cloak." He grinned, they smiled back. "I only wish we'd been making out or something, that would have been funny." He added.

"Are you guys . . .?" Ron asked.

"Er, no, she's . . . taken." He said uncomfortably. Hermione's eyes lit up in understanding and she gave him a look which he knew meant she'd be asking him later when there wasn't a professor in the room.

"Oh." Ron said ignorant of the silent exchange. "So, you coming to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" he asked.

"Dunno." Harry shrugged, putting his cup of tea down on the table.

"I thought you'd want to come and see Fred." Ron said.

"Fred's going?" Harry asked.

"Yeah he wrote us the other day." Ron frowned. "I would have thought he'd tell you."

"Yeah me too." Harry muttered, was Fred avoiding him? "Look, I gotta go." Harry said standing up. "I'll see you guys later." He said to Hermione and Ron. "Thanks for the tea Hagrid, I'll come by again soon." He promised.

"You do that lad." Hagrid said as Harry opened the door, he smiled at them again before he closed it behind him and walked towards the castle.

I made a list of lose ends I've created so far, and I managed to cross off a few with this chapter, and create some more - Why's Fred avoiding Harry? - okay it's pretty obvious but that doesn't matter!

Thankyou muchly Captain Oz, I'd say that I agree, but that would be a little bigheaded wouldn't it? Thanks for reviewing tho, and please REVIEW again! x