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Chapter Nine: Break Ups and Break Outs

Flashback

The stone room was empty save for telescopes, three chairs and a piece of crumpled paper on the floor.

Helena bent over and picked it up. She un-crumpled it and scanned over it. She gasped.

"What is it?" Loofamin asked.

"Cassandra's little sister, Arabella died. Cassandra does not take bad news well. I'd not be surprised if she's committing suicide right now."

Loofamin's eyes grew wide with fright. "Would she really?"

"No, but she would find a way to avoid the truth."

"Where is she then?"

"In trouble." Helena said sadly.

Cassandra stared at her broom. What's happening? Why am I headed to the Forbidden Forest?

Suddenly her broom launched forward, heading towards the ground.

Cassandra shut her eyes waiting for the impact, but none came. She opened her eyes to find the broom had changed its course and she was being pulled by a strange force towards a clearing.

Her broom stopped and she got off. She tried surveyed the patch but it was too dark to see clearly.

All of the sudden a twig snapped behind her. She spun around and gasped.

"What have we here?"

End of Flashback

Helena's violet eyes scanned the letter addressed to Cassandra for like the hundredth time. She sighed and looked over at Loofamin.

The boy was standing with his toes pointed in and biting his bottom lip nervously.

"Well?" He scratched his ear. "What should we do?"

Helena shoved the crumpled letter in her pocket of the jeans she wore underneath her robes. A sly smile crossed her face. "Who can save Cassandra?"

Loofamin blinked twice in confusion. "Er, someone?"

"Not just any someone."

"Who?"

"Cassandra."

The first year blinked again. "How ca—?"

"Come on!" Helena grabbed the boy's hand, causing him to blush, and pulled him out of the Astronomy Tower.

Hermione, Johnny and Bernadette made their way quickly back to the Gryffindor common room.

To her surprise, Hermione found Harry and Ron fast asleep on an overstuffed couch in front of the fireplace.

It was a cute sight, actually. Harry was in somewhat of a sitting position with his head slumped on his shoulder. Ron, on the other hand, was lying down with his head on Harry's lap. He was also sucking his thumb.

Hermione giggled into her hand. "Awww! Is Ickle Harry and Ickle Ronny-poo taking a whittle nappy-poo?" This caused the two first years to giggle with their 'Lady'.

Harry stretched luxuriously. "Hardly. I was juuuoooust resting my eyes." He said, yawning.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Of course. And I'm the Queen of Sheba."

Johnny and Bernadette bowed deeply.

Hermione raised an eyebrow and shook her head at the two. She was still getting used to having little kids bow or agree with everything she said. She turned her attention back to Harry and rolled her eyes. "Of course!" she said with false enthusiasm

"My Lord," Johnny said with a hint of annoyance. "Were you and Lord Ronald able to find Lady Cassandra?"

The-Boy-Who-Lived looked at his red-haired friend. He shoved Ron's head off his lap, causing him to wake up.

"I didn't do it! I swear, it was all Ginny's fault! How was I-she to know it was flammable? Mum I-oh! Hello Hermione." Ron rubbed his eyes and sat up straight.

Johnny repeated his question.

Ron and Harry exchanged sorrowful looks.

"Or were you too busy having a snogging session?" Hermione scowled. She placed her hands on her hips and gave them her Prefect Glare of Doom.

The two boys shuddered.

"You were supposed to be working you lazy bast-um I mean, bums."

"Calm down Mione. We did look." Harry's mock-shocked tone caused Hermione to sneer at them in disgust.

"Just not very hard," Ron said lazily. He patted his right cheek and cringed. A trail of slobber followed his fingers. Ron pretended to gag.

"RONALD WEASLY!" Hermione hit him over the head with a flat hand. "Stupid, insensitive PRAT!" Sermione pursed her lips and crossed her arms over her chest

"We're sorry Miss Granger." Harry apologized. He and Ron hung their heads in shame.

"My Lady," Bernadette said in a cheerful voice. She turned to Hermione. "I have an idea, if it pleases My Lady and Lords."

"Please state it." Hermione said coldly, not taking her eyes from the two sixth years.

Bernadette nodded her head curtly. "I think we, as in you, Lords Harry and Ron, Johnny and me, should all go looking for her as a large group. That way we can see where the others overlooked. Where does she," the little girl furrowed her brow trying to find a word. "Where does she like to 'hang out with her cohorts'?"

"I have no idea." Hermione grumbled. "Come to think of it, I don't know her that well."

"Neither do I." Harry stated sadly.

"Neither do I." Ron echoed.

Hermione plopped down in a gold overstuffed chair. She propped her chin in her hand. "What in the bloody name of Merlin are we going to do?"

Not one of the students answered.

Esmeralda Blackwood paced her office in front of the two students. "What has she gotten herself into?" the professor asked no one in particular. Her voice wasn't bitter. As it usually was when she talked about Cassandra Sanderson. This time, it was filled with worry.

"What has she gotten herself into?" the witch, one again, asked to the air. She turned to the two students sitting in chairs in front of her. One was a girl with straight brown hair that hung beautifully past her shoulders. This purple-eyed student she recognized as one of Cassandra's friends. Her name was Helga, or Hilda, or Helen, or something.

The other student she didn't know. He was small, probably a first or second year. His bright blue eyes were too big for his small body. He gave the saying 'eyes are large as the moon' a new meaning. His blonde hair was too straight. He, overall, looked sickly pale.

"What do you want me to do?" the professor snapped.

"Er, Professor Blackwood, we have a letter to show you," Hippopotamus or something held out a letter.

Esmeralda noticed the girl's hand was shaking. The teacher took the letter and read it. "I wonder why Brett hasn't said anything." She wondered out loud.

"Probably because he didn't find out yet." Hieroglyphics or something suggested.

The was a silent pause as the Defense Against Dark Arts professor contemplated.

"I think you might be right." She said at last.

"Professor, I ask you again, will you help you find Cassandra?" Harriet or something asked.

Esmeralda gave the girl a troubled smile. "Anything for my future sister." She looked out her window which overlooked the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly an image came to her mind.

Hermione was giggling stupidly at something Harry was telling, Ron was dozing off, Johnny and Bernadette were nodding to everything Harry said, when Helena and Loofamin reached the Gryffindor common room. Helena stopped to talk with the Fat Lady.

"Hey look who's back!" Harry laughed as he spotted Loofamin walking slowly to sit next to Harry. Loofamin grumbled.

"Gosh, Little Loofa, don't have feelings," Hermione said jokingly, while patting the boy's knee.

"Sorry," he mumbled. "I just came back from Professor Blackwood's office. She said she will look for Cassandra."

"That's spif—." right Hermione was about to say but was interrupted by the screams of Helena.

Everyone craned their neck to try to see the brown haired but she was still outside.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU 'SAW ME ANOTHER GUY?' HELLO, WAKE UP AND SMELL THE PUMPKIN JUICE! THERE ARE LIKE THOUSANDS OF BOYS IN THE SCHOOL! I'M NOT ALWAYS GOING TO BE WITH THE SAME ONE! IF YOU DARE…" They couldn't hear the rest because she whispered it.

"No needs for death threats, dear. I was just passing by, as I said, and saw you—." the Fat Lady said, sounding a bit agitated.

Helena sharply whispered something else but that too was unheard by the other six.

"My Merlin!" came the shocked reply of the Fat Lady. "I have never heard such a thing in all my year since being painted!"

"IT'S TRUE! YOU'RE OUT TO GET ME! YOU AND THOSE OTHER DAMN PAINTINGS—."

There was several outbursts of disagreement coming from random painting throughout the corridor.

"—THINK I'M A GOOD FOR NOTHING TWO GALLEON WHORE! JUST 'CAUSE I HAPPEN TO BE IN THE BOY'S DORMITORY DOES NOT MEAN I WAS HAVING A WONDERFUL SHAGGING SESSION WITH BILLY NELSON, WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE ONE OF THE SEXIEST SEVENTH YEARS AROUND….SHIT!" Helena stopped talking but you could hear her banging her head against the wall.

"It's all right, dear. Mistakes happen. I'm sure the other gentlemen won't mind you wandering off a bit." The Fat Lady said soothingly.

Other guys? Harry mouthed to Hermione, who shrugged.

The banging noise stopped and in walked Helena, rubbing her forehead tenderly. She looked up and bit her lip. "Hiya Harry," her voice squeaked. "So, how's it going?"

"Other guys?" Harry asked, his voice quivering slightly.

Helena looked at her shoes and clasped her hands behind her back. "I…I can explain."

Harry jumped up and stalked over to Helena until her was less than a foot away. "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY OF YOUR BLOODY EXCUSES! YOU WERE CHEATING ON ME! ADMIT IT!"

The purple eyed witch looked away. Her voice caught in her throat so she couldn't speak.

"ANSWER ME DAMN IT!" Harry roared. The first years and Hermione shuddered. Ron woke up and Helena's eyes spilled over with tears.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking! Please forgive me! Harry, don't look that way. Please, Harry," Helena pleaded.

Harry turned away from her. He looked straight at Hermione. He ran over and kissed her full on the lips.

Hermione didn't react for about ten seconds; ten second which Helena was holding back a fresh wave of tears. Finally she pushed Harry back. "What do you think you're doing?"

Without answering, Harry raced up the stairs to his dorm. Ron chanced after him.

Hermione turned to the younger students. "Why don't you leave us till tomorrow." It wasn't a question or a suggestion. It was an order, just put in a nicer way.

The little ones nodded eagerly and raced off.

The only people in the common room (three third years, two seventh years and a fourth year) sped out of the room.

Hermione sighed and turned back to Helena. She motioned her to sit next to her.

Helena did so, while wiping the tears that rolled down her face.

"How many were there?" Hermione asked, taking the girls hand in her own.

"Four. Five, counting Harry." She wouldn't meet Hermione's eye.

"Who?"

"Billy Nelson, Charlie Holler, David Meisterling, Jason Tai and Harry."

"A Gryffindor seventh year, a Hufflepuff sixth year, another Hufflepuff sixth year, a seventh year Ravenclaw and a sixth year Gryffindor," Hermione said as she counted on her fingers. Helena nodded. "Why did you do it?"

"I was bored being Miss No Action. I missed the exciting stuff."

"Then why did you go out with Harry?"

Helena turned to Hermione, bewitching the smart witch with her purple eyes. "I thought he was different. I wanted someone I really liked. I made a promise to myself to stay with one guy. I thought Harry was the one. I don't want to end up like my mother!" Helena flung herself in Hermione's arms.

Taking pity on the young witch, Hermione stroked her hair. "It'll be all right. Shhh. There, there, Helena. Come stop crying now. It'll be all right. Just take my hand, hold it tight."

Helena gave her a look that said 'are you feeling all right in the head?'.

Hermione laughed and Helena joined in.

Helena gave Hermione a quick hug and said, "Thanks for everything. I'm in for a long, hot shower and off to bed! Then homework! Seeing I will wake up early to do it because I'm a lazy arse head who is too damn lazy to do anything at night. Well, except for some things." Helena shook her head at Hermione's evil grin. "Night!"

"Night!"

Cassandra gulped at the figure in front of her. She started backing away but a hand grasped her shoulder.

"Not so fast little girl," came a cold, manly hiss in her ear.

The person in front of her, clearly a woman because of obvious reasons, spoke again with a voice like silk. "Now, now. We don't want to frighten the girl." She grinned showing slightly pointed white pearls. The rest of her face was covered by a mask.

The voices sounded familiar to Cassandra. Somewhere in her mind was a door that remained locked, holding vital information back.

The man, now holding her wrists behind her back, made some jerking movements with his head that Cassandra could not see. She was certain he was wearing a mask too.

The woman smiled wickedly and drew out her wand. "Crucio," she whispered.

A sudden pain zoomed throughout Cassandra's body. She would've fallen if it wasn't for the man's strong grip on her arms. She was about to scream in pain when the woman uttered another curse.

"Silencio!" she hissed.

Cassandra's mouth formed a scream but no sound was heard.

"Let's get rid of her." The man suggested.

"No! The Dark Lord might have use for someone as strong as her." The woman looked at Cassandra with a glint of something Cassandra couldn't place in her eyes. "Tie her to a tree. We will wait here for the Dark Lord to come."

He nodded and did as she said too.

Cassandra, too weak from the attacks, didn't fight him. Slowly she drifted into silent unconsciousness with the two attackers guarding her like a hawk watches a mouse.

"Headmaster Dumbledore! I have to tell you something!" Esmeralda raced up the steps to Albus Dumbledore's office. "Damn these stairs," she muttered as she tripped. She caught herself just in time and hiked up her green robes.

She burst into his office, out of breath for she had been running the whole way from her office across the school, and ran to the desk. She slammed her hands on the desk causing the contents to shake. She panted a few minutes before speaking. "Headmaster Dumbledore,"

The old wizard waved a hand. "Please, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Albus?"

"Albus," she said, trying out the name. "Albus, a student is missing."

"Oh my. Who is it?"

"Cassandra Sanderson, sir," Esmeralda wheezed.

"Please sit, Esmeralda." He motioned to a comfortable looking chair.

"No time. I promised to help look for her. I think I have an idea where she might be but I need help."

Albus leaned forward. "Please tell me."

"I think she might be in the Forbidden Forest. Bret's always talking about how much she likes the forest at home."

"Bret Sanderson? How is the lad? I haven't seen him since he got sent to my office for setting the dungeons on fire." He stroked his beard.

"Cassandra's in trouble, sir! Please try to stay on topic!" She sat down.

"All right. Let me get two other professors and we'll be off. Why don't you go get Hagrid?"

Esmeralda nodded. She stood up, shook his hand and left in a flurry of color.

"Harry, come off it! She's scum! She's not worth it! Please don't go back to being Mr. Moody again! That was such a pain!"

Ron was yelling outside the door to the dormitory, which was locked thanks to Harry.

"Harry, mate. Get over her. She's a bitch. You are millions of times better than her!" Ron said irritably.

Suddenly the door swung open. There stood Harry looking like a wild man. His hair was more messed up than usual. His robes were gone but his school uniform was wet from sweat and tears. It was also stained red from….Blood?

Harry glared at Ron. "Don't you ever say that again!" He turned and slammed the door, not locking it.

Ron sighed and decided against sleeping in the dorm tonight. Better go worn Neville. Ron thought to himself. He silently sulked down to the common room. He laid down on a couch, kicked off his shoes and closed his eyes. I hope Helena goes to Limbo for this! Ron thought as he shifted positions, getting out of the way of a metal spring.

The five professors stood outside the Forbidden Forest; McGonagall, Dumbledore, Snape, Blackwood and Hagrid.

"Let's be off. She could be anywhere." Albus said in a calm voice.

Esmeralda's voice, on the other hand, was an octave higher than usual. "Where do we start?"

"Here," He said, pointing to a tree. "Memorize that tree and go straight back here if we get separated." The other four nodded.

"Shall we be going now, Albus?" McGonagall asked, scratching her bun.

He nodded.

Together, they walked into the forest of the unknown.

Cassandra's eyes fluttered. The sky above was still dark, but there was a tiny light in the eastern sky. Almost dawn. Speaking of Dawn, where is she? Where is everybody?

She looked around then suddenly remembered where she was. She sat up, making no noise, and looked for the two masked people.

Trees, trees, a bush, several rocks, tress, and trees. Oh look! More trees. She tried looking another direction. Tress, trees, bushes, big, moving rocks that look like people, tress, a rabbit. Aww, it's so cute! Look at it's little nose go twitching and twitch—wait! Moving rocks? Shit it's them!

Cassandra stared to make sure she was seeing it right.

Yep, there were two scoundrels sitting, talking about something that she didn't care about.

"She looks familiar." The man was saying.

"I know. You don't think it could be… her, do you?" the woman asked barely loud enough for Cassandra to hear.

"It might be, but we left her for the dead."

"I don't really care." The woman said in a not very convincing tone.

Cassandra tried to break out from her jail. She just couldn't get the ropes.

"I think it's her."

Cassandra gasped when she realized they were talking about her. She quickly covered her mouth, praying they didn't hear her.

Too bad they did.

"It seems little sleeping beauty has woken up after all." The woman taunted. She was fixing her mask, setting it straight.

Cassandra tried to move but realized she was tied to a tree. This isn't good. Shit!

The man came closer, raising a wand. "It seems our Lord didn't have an interest in you after all. He left me—us to do the killing."

The woman joined him, raising her wand also.

Together they said, "Avada Ked—!"

"Please step away from my student." A voice boomed from behind Cassandra. She craned her neck to see Dumbledore, Snape and some others who she couldn't see clearly due to leaves.

"Dumbledore, you old fool," The man started but the woman hushed him with a wave of her hand.

She smiled wickedly and reached into her pocket. She produced a small amount of a sparkling pale blue powder in the palm of her hand. Closing her fist, she turned her hand upside-down. Then she opened her hand and Cassandra and the others watched it fall to the ground.

Suddenly there was a puff of blue smoke and cries of maniacal laughter filled the silent forest. A howl sounded in the background.

Cassandra coughed, trying not to breathe in whatever it was. She could hear coughs of the others as well.

When the smoke cleared, the two masked people were gone. Someone untied her.

She looked up and saw Professor Blackwood smiling down at her. Cassandra got up and engulfed her in a giant hug. Then she went to each of the other teachers, even Snape with his greasiness, and hugged them, just not quite as hard.

When the hug fest was done, Dumbledore spoke up. "Now, I am not sure of what you heard or saw today, but maybe you shouldn't say anything to any of your friends." There was that annoying twinkle in his eye. "Let us go back to the castle now and have some pumpkin juice." He motioned for them to leave.

Why is it always pumpkin juice? Cassandra mused.

A/N: Dun dun duuuuuunn/more dramatic music plays/ Didn't you just love this chapter with Helena the whore, Harry the sad, Ron and Hermione the confused duo, lovable Loofa and, of course, kissing the ground of her saviors Cassandra. Please tell me your thoughts and suggestions for this chappie. Please tell me if you have any ideas for later chapters.

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