Hey everyone! Thanks SO much for all the reviews! I know you are all wondering when they will find out that Kyle is actually Sirius. It's coming up soon... probably in the next two or 3 chapters. So don't fret. I just have a few interesting things to throw in before then...hehe!

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Thank you to SLytHeRiNcHiCk 101. Hehe... here is your update... they'll find out it's him soon. I promise!

Creeppieness: Thanks so much! I was particularly proud of that dream sequence. I can't give you a hint about how they find out, but I can give you something to look forward to...I will tell you to look forward to the Halloween Ball... I have a feeling that you ALL will enjoy that chapter! :)

Phelps-lover: yep yep! They will figure it out soon...like I told creeppieness, you should look forward to the Halloween Ball! Hehe!

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Well...on to the chapter!

Chapter 12

Falling Ill and the Visitor

A few days passed and similar nightmares haunted Harry's sleep. Night after night the same dream ensued leaving Harry behind without a trace of remembrance. He continued to dismiss them as just another one of his recurring dreams, but it was still weighing heavily upon him. Every night the dreams became more intense, more real. Ginny's lifeless body slowly became more decayed and morbid. The horrified look on Sirius's face as he fell became more vivid. The sorrow shone brightly in Hermione's eyes. And the image of Ron, on the ground began to show more than his apologetic face, it showed a bloody and broken body. Each morning Harry awoke sicker than the morning before.

"Harry, sweetheart, are you feeling alright?" asked Ginny.

"Huh?" Harry's head snapped up and out of his daze. "Oh, me? Yeah, I'm fine."

Harry's face paled more with each passing day making his unusual scar seem darker than ever before. On the fourth morning, Harry was not found in the common room like usual.

Ginny decided to go visit him. If he slept in she could wake him up with a loving kiss. When she walked into the room, his bed looked as though it had been through a monsoon. The sheets were practically torn off the mattress, and the bed hangings lay in shambles. She rounded the corner to look in the bathroom, and gasped in horror. Harry lay sprawled on the bathroom floor, covered in his own vomit and deathly pale.

"Oh Merlin!" she ran to his side and felt his head. He was burning up. She brandished her wand and quickly conjured a stretcher and levitated him out of the room and down the stairs. She tore through the common room and yelled to Hermione and Kyle (who were sitting by the fire) for help. Kyle grabbed Hermione by the hand and they sprinted out of the portrait hole after Ginny.

"Gin! What happened to him?" screamed Hermione

"I don't know, I just found him unconscious lying on his bathroom floor!"

Kyle opened the door to the infirmary and yelled, "Pomphrey...Madam P, we need your help!"

Hermione stopped, 'How does he know Madam Pomphrey, he's never been here before....' She dismissed it and turned her attention to the crisis at hand.

"Oh dear, dear, dear...what happened?"

"I don't know, madam. I found him unconscious on his bathroom floor a few minutes ago."

Ginny levitated him onto the nearest bed and Madam Pomphrey did a quick cleansing spell to remove the traces of vomit on his body. She walked briskly to a cabinet and pulled out a green potion.

"This ought to take down his fever..." She said as she tipped the green liquid into his mouth.

She then added a reddish looking potion, "To calm his stomach."

"Now we'll just have to wait until he stirs. If you all are going to stay, I must ask that you maintain silence."

All three nodded and the nurse retreated to her office.

The group sat there for several hours not saying a word. Hermione still silently gripping Kyle's hand in worry, and Ginny shaking involuntarily as silent tears ran down her face.

They waited into the night, until they heard a wheezing cough come from the boy-who-lived but looked as sick as death.

Ginny rushed to his bedside and grasped his hand firmly, but with comfort.

"Harry, baby, are you okay?"

"Yeah...you know me...always fine..." he whispered hoarsely. "Water?" he asked

"Yeah..I got it..."Hermione ran and returned with a glass of water.

"What happened to make you so sick?" Ginny questioned

"Just the usual dreams...I can't really remember. Everything is pretty hazy."

The group sat talking for about an hour and then it was decided that they needed some sleep.

"I'm staying by you through the night, but I need to go take a shower first. Mione, would you mind staying here till I get back?" asked Ginny

"Sure, no problem."

Ginny left, leaving Harry, Hermione, and Kyle in the infirmary. "Kyle, you can go ahead and go. Go get some sleep. I'll just be here for a little bit and then I'm going to my room."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. I'll be fine. Go get some sleep and I will see you in the morning."

She gave him a small kiss and then smiled as he left Harry and her alone.

"Are you feeling any better?" she asked.

"Yeah... not to bad. Just a little weak."

"Good."

They sat in silence, both lost in their own thoughts until a sigh from Hermione caught Harry's attention.

"Oh no...I know that sigh! What's wrong...worried about a potions assignment?" he snickered.

"No... That's not it. It's about Kyle..."

"Why? What did he do? Did he hurt you....even though he is my friend, I still reserve the right to kill him if he hurts you..."

"No, no Harry. Nothing like that. I just... Do you think it wise that I'm dating a guy I can have no future with...simply because we don't share the same future. He'll have to go back one day, and sometimes I just wonder if I'm leading myself into an inevitable broken heart."

"Oh Herms..." He wiped a glistening tear away from her cheek. "Do you love him?"

Her breath caught in her throat. "I...I...well...I'm not sure." She concluded.

"Are you sure? You seem like you do."

"I know Harry. I do like him a lot, but why can't my life be simple."

"I have been asking that same question since my eleventh birthday."

"Oh Harry!" She hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry...here I am complaining about my problems and they are nothing compared to the things you have to deal with."

"Hey, look at me." She looked into his emerald green eyes. "I'm fine. Let's talk about what you're going to do about Kyle. Personally, I think that you should just take a chance and follow your heart. Don't think for once; let yourself fall in love."

She looked into his eyes and faked a smile, 'you tried that once. You let yourself love no matter what your mind told you, and all you received in return was a broken heart...' her subconscious told her. She wanted to tell him...'I've let myself fall in love before Harry, and all it did was kill my spirit' but she couldn't. She couldn't tell anyone. Instead she faked approval... "Thanks Harry."

Soon Ginny came and Hermione said her goodbyes and walked out of the infirmary.

She began her walk back to her private Head dorm lost in thought and emotion.

'What if I get my heart broken...'

"Kyle would never do that...'

'But I barely know him...'

'But I feel like I've known him my entire life...'

'Haven't I felt this before though?'

Her thoughts were interrupted as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and that familiar feeling that she was being watched swept over her.

She stopped and looked around. It was close to midnight and the hallways were empty, at least they looked empty.

She dismissed the instinct, 'it's midnight...there is no one out of bed.'

She made her ways through the cooridors ignoring the alarmed feeling in the pit of her stomach. She made her way to her dorm and whispered the password. As she opened the painting, her bag split and the contents splattered onto the floor.

She picked up the parchment and quills, and retrieved her wand to clean up the spilt ink. All the while she left the portrait hole open. When she finished she stepped inside and laid her stuff down on her personal desk. She sighed taking in the night's events and her concerns about her current relationship.

She made her way to the couch and pulled out a faded old book. The cover read, "Othello." She had a fascination for Shakespeare, and loved the literature because there was always something new to discover in it, whether it was the 1st time or the 10th time you had read it. She had known one other person in her life who shared her love for Shakespeare and because of that person she hadn't been able to pick up this particular play for quite some time. But that had changed when she met Kyle, when they were dating she was able to pick up this beloved play once again. She was nearing the end of the play, when two strong, cold hands covered her eyes.

"Hmm... 'I kissed thee ere I killed thee...' I always found that line interesting.'

Hermione immediately tensed at the sound of the voice.

"Guess who?" Her visitor whispered in her ear.

Muahahahaha! Hehe! I had to...I'm so sorry about that Cliffie! I'm not going to be mean and say that I won't update until I get a certain amount of reviews, BUT the more reviews that I get...the more inspired I am to update sooner! :) ! Neways...I hope you enjoyed that chapter...and I promise that what you all are waiting for (for someone to discover Kyle's identity) is coming soon! Like I said... you should look forward to the Halloween Ball. This is about a week from where I currently am in the plot...so... VERY CLOSE! So if you want to find out more about Hermione's secret...and you want the others to discover Kyle's secret...then I suggest you Review! Please please please do!