I opened the last door in the long hall way and opened it. I gasped in surprise when I saw a huge horse, but I saw it had an eagle's upper body when it stood. It's piercing red eyes met my own narrowed silver ones.

We stood there for some time before it walked up to me and sniffed my face. I growled in annoyance. "What the hell do you want?" I asked looking it strait in the eyes. It snorted and nuzzled my face. "What the-!" it purred.

I raised a hand to his head and pet its soft feathers. "You're beautiful!" I murmured as I stroked it. It purred even louder.

2 hours later found me sitting at the windowsill and the creature's head in my lap, and a breeze blowing at my hair.

My eyes slowly faded back to their silver/blue color. I didn't hear Harry's footsteps coming into the room; I just continued to stroke its feathers.

I started to hum the old lullaby my mother used to sing to me. It was called Butterfly.

Ay, iyaiyai,
Ay, iyaiyai,
A-a-a iyaiyai
Where's my samurai

Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colours in the sky
Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colours in the sky

Where's my samurai
Where's my samurai

I've been searching for a man
All across Japan
Just to find, to find my samurai
Someone who is strong
But still a little shy
Yes i need, I need my samurai

Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colors in the sky
Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colors in the sky

Where's my samurai
Where's my samurai

I've been searching in the woods

And high upon the hills
Just to find, to find my samurai
Someone who won't regret
To keep me in his net
Yes I need, I need my samurai

Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colors in the sky
Ay, Ay, Ay, I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue, make the colors in the skyyyyy.

I sighed as I stared out the window.

"What is the name of that song?" I heard Harry's voice from the door way. I jumped and turned to see him leaning on the door frame. The creature looked up and Harry slowly bowed to it. It bowed back and put its head back on my lap. He walked up to me and sat on the floor and looked up towards me.

"Butterfly, my mother sang it to me when I was young." I murmured softly. He cocked his head at my sad tone then realization replaced the confusion.

"What happened to her?" He whispered. I looked back at him my eyes slightly narrowed, but they widened when I saw knowing in his eyes.

"She was murdered." I whispered as it looked back at the window. His breath caught. I closed my eyes as memories, terrible memories flooded back to me.

"Fire, screaming, clashing of metal…I can't really remember much. But I remember a face. A terrible face, he was as pale as snow but had a sickly coloring to it…red slits for eyes, a crazed smirk curled on his ugly face." My heart burned with hatred. "He killed them, both of them, he made me watch my father's head roll off of his shoulders, he pierced my mothers skull with his sword, slit my new born brothers throat. He turned to me, but I had grabbed my father's sword from his cold lifeless hands.

"I swung it furiously, like I had seen my father many times when training. I pierced his shoulder. He struck me and I blacked out.

"The last thing I could remember was the fire surrounding me." I finished with a dazed look on my face. I wasn't paying attention; I slid off of the window sill and began to fall. I didn't even yell. I just sighed and closed my eyes to await the beautiful death.

But a hand caught my own and my arm jerked painfully. But I didn't wince, or even make a sound. I just looked up with glazed eyes to see Harry pulling me back into the house.

"Don't, please…" I murmured. He glared at me.

"I will, you're not going to die." He said grunting as he pulled me up. The creature grabbed Harry's shirt in its beak and backed up pulling me back over the window sill.

I collapsed over Harry breathing deeply. "Are you insane!" He gasped through his labored breaths. I just sighed and closed my eyes.

The last thing I heard was "You could have gotten hurt." Before I faded into a dreamless sleep.

Harry's pov

My eyes widened in horror as Mani told me this. When she finished her eyes were glazed and she began to slip off of the window sill. She fell and I cried out, leaping to my feet and grabbing her hand before she fell to her death.

She looked back at me with dead eyes. "Don't please…" she murmured. I glared at her.

"You're not going to die!" I said grunting as I pulled her up.

Buckbeak grabbed my shirt and helped me pull her back in.

She collapsed over my chest and we both breathed hard. "Are you insane!" I gasped as I panted for air. I felt her sigh and soon her even breathing. "You could have been hurt."

I picked my self up onto my elbows to see her asleep. Her face was so pure right then and there, no guilt presence any where, just peaceful sleep. I blushed.

GAH! She is older than you! Three years older! Not to mention she is your teacher you fuck! My head screamed at me. My blush deepened. I wanted to get up, bring her to her room and run. But she felt so soft, and her slightly calloused hand gripped my shirt in her sleep.

"Oh my!" I heard Hermione at the door. My face's color deepened more than what I thought possible.

"Gah! Hermione! She fell-I pulled her back! She fell asleep!" I panicked.

"She fell?" she gasped leaping over.

"Yeah, I came up here to see Buckbeak and I saw her on the window sill, she was humming, she didn't seem to notice me. I asked her what she was humming and she told me it was a song her mother sang to her. I realized her mother was dead, I asked how, she told me, but at the end, she had glazed eyes, and she slipped off, but when I caught her, she asked me to let her go, to let her die!" I finished breathing deeply, but making sure I didn't wake Mani up.

"Oh dear." Hermione said looking at Mani's peaceful face. "We should bring her to her bed. She must be tired." She said pushing some hair from Mani's face.

I slid from under her and was careful in not letting her head hit the floor. She shivered and curled up more. I picked her up and she snuggled closer to me, her eyebrows furrowing with the concentration.

"She's like a child." Hermione said observing this.

"Maybe, but she's been through a lot, even when she was really young." Harry said as they walked into their room and put Mani on her bed.

"Muhf." She moaned as she snuggled closer to her pillow.

Hermione giggled lightly. "She is going to teach us, and she is sleeping like a five year old, it's really cute." She whispered.

"I think we should let her sleep." Harry muttered. Hermione nodded and left the room.

Harry turned to leave also, but a small cry met my ears. I turned to see tears leaking out of the corner of her eyes, staining her cheeks.

"No…Shigure…I love you…don't die!" she moaned. I felt a hand grip my heart.

Her lover probably. I thought looking at the ground.

"Don't leave me alone…please…not now Harry." Her eyes were open slightly. I was confused. "Please, just for a little while." She whispered, her eyes drooping again. Her hand that gripped my shirt loosened and fell limply as she fell asleep again.

I got a chair and sat next to her.

"What are you doing?" I asked myself putting my face in my hands. She's a teacher, and she's older! My mind screamed at me. I grunted with annoyance. Leave me alone! It's not like I'm falling for her! I yelled back mentally. But what if you do later on hmm? What will you do then? My mind said sounding horrifyingly like Malfoy.