A/N: This is just filler. The next one will be The Halloween Ball and more interesting I promise. Thank you to thise who have taken the time to review!

Passionate-Princess24- I'm really glad you enjoy my stories. Thank you so much

Chazz's Sweetheart: I always just thought it meant jerk. But thank you. I'm sorry if I offended you. And thanks for the constructive criticism. It might be confusing, but it will make sense after a while. And I know smoking is bad but I smoke (cigarettes of course) and writing is an expression of self.

Lunchtime rolled around and I began to feel slightly better. I got up and washed my face and brushed my teeth. I threw on my robes and grabbed my bag before walking down to the Common Room. Neville and Harry were standing together.

"I'll never get a date to the ball Harry. Nobody wants to go with me." He said gloomily.

"I'm sure there's someone that wants to go with you." Harry tried to cheer him.

"Like who?" Neville asked.

"Like me." I chimed in walking towards them.

Neville spun around.

"Really?" He asked, eyes wide in disbelief.

"I'd love to go to the ball with you. That is if you want to go with me." I smiled.

"Of course I would." He answered.

"Well, I'll be ready and her at six thirty." I told him.

"I've got to tell Grandmother that I have a date!" He beamed and ran off to the Owlery.

"That was nice of you." Harry said once Neville left.

"What was?" I asked

"Offering to go to the ball with Neville." He replied.

"I want to. He's a nice boy and he's gotten pretty good looking over the years." I told him. "Now let's get down to lunch."

"Okay." He replied and we walked to lunch talking about our upcoming Quidditch game with Ravenclaw.

Once we entered the Great Hall, I sat down next to Hermoine. Across from us sat Ron and Harry.

"How are you feeling?" Hermoine asked.

"Fine." I replied.

"Wha's wron?" Ron asked food flying out of his mouth.

"Nothing. I was just feeling sick this morning and now I'm feeling loads better." I answered laughing at his eating habits. They never ceased to amuse me.

"You understood that?" Hermoine asked in disgust.

"Yeah." I shrugged.

After lunch we had Care of Magical Creatures. We walked out to the field.

Hagrid stood wit a big horse-like creature with huge wings next to him. Looking into the Forbidden Forest I could see more of them.

"Can anybody guess what we'll be working on today?" Hagrid asked.

For once Hermoine's hand wasn't raised. I raised mine instead.

"Ah, Violette." Hagrid called.

"Thestrals, sir." I answered.

"Correct. Five points for Gryffindor! Raise yer hands if you can see 'em." He asked.

Harry and I both raised our hands along with a Neville, Slytherin girl, and Malfoy.

"Yeh can put yer hands down now. The only people who can see thestrals are those who have seen death." Hagrid explained. "Fer those of yeh that can't see 'em. They look like horses with big wings. Does anyone know what we use 'em for here at Hogwarts?"

Hermoine's hand rose immediately.

"Hermoine." Hagrid called.

"They pull the carriages to the castle, sir." She answered.

"Right as usual, another five points to Gryffindor." Hagrid smiled.

The rest of the class Hagrid explained more about Thestrals.

"I 'spect an essay on thestrals by the next class. Only one page." Hagrid announced.

"You're dismissed."

Harry, Hermoine, Ron, and I made our way to Charms.

"Violette, who have you seen die?" Ron asked.

"Ron, that is so rude." Hermoine scolded.

"Don't worry Hermoine it's fine." I told her, then I turned to Ron. "When I was eight there was a man screaming outside my house that he was being attacked. I immediately ran out but the guy wasn't bleeding or anything and he was the only one on the street. He kept screaming 'Help me!' and I got really scared. I wasn't sure what was going on and didn't know how to help the man. Then my best friend, Sherona, she lives next door ran out with her father. Her father called the police and it turned out the man was having a bad acid trip. He was so scared that he had a heart attack. He died before the police got to him."

"What's acid?" Ron asked.

"Acid is a muggle drug." Hermoine answered. "People take it and it makes them hallucinate."

"Whoa, That's crazy. What are porice?" He questioned.

"They're called police and they are kind of like Aurors. The arrest people who commit crimes and take them to prison." Hermoine answered again.

Then we walked into Charms.

At the end of the day I went to go have a cigarette in the passage. I sat down and lit my cigarette and then somebody else walked in. After I thought I was about to get caught. Then I saw the other cherry light.

"Malfoy?" I asked.

"Yeah." Malfoy's replied.

"Just making sure. Why are you always here?" I questioned.

"Same reason you are." He told me.

"Malfoy why did you save me?"

"I just did. Stop questioning me about it."

"But I want to know. It's killing me."

"Just leave me alone."

I put out my cigarette.

"You are so bloody frustrating!" I announced annoyed and walked out.