A/N: ST reporting for duty! First off, listentowhatisay and I are not dead. And no, we didn't fall off the face of the earth. We both have very demanding schedules and with school things got away from us. We will try not to let there be so much time between updates in the future. Thanks to our faithful readers/reviewer lo22.

The pain had gone when Nona awoke, but she refused to open her eyes. It was evident she wasn't in her room by the disinfectant smell. Hospital wing. Finally, she chose to look around. The wing being dark, she was unable to see anything, but she felt her wand next to her right hand.

"Lumos," she whispered. A light came from the tip of her wand, and the area around her bed became visible. With his head next to her left thigh, Draco was sound asleep. Pushing him off the bed, Nona jumped out and pointed her wand where he stood up.

"Nona?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. When he got around to opening them, he lifted his hands showing he had no wand.

"Nona, calm down."

"What are you doing here?!" she screamed at him. A woman dressed in white from head to toe came running in.

"What is going on here?" She motioned with her hands, and Nona's wand flew to her.

"Why are you out of bed? And why, Mr. Malfoy, are you still here? Visiting hours were over a long time ago."

"Who are you?" Nona asked.

"Oh, I'm Madame Pomphrey: the nurse here at Hogwarts. Now, get back into that bed. You start classes tomorrow." She tucked Nona into the bed, and rushed Malfoy out. You're dead, Malfoy. People will talk lies, and you started it. You will not be able to get yourself out of this one. She fell asleep with thoughts of revenge.

(The Next Morning)

"Wake up, Miss Sancaster." When Nona opened her eyes, Madame Pomphrey's face was inches from hers.

"Well, hello there, Sleepy Head." She pulled the covers away from Nona's body.

"What time is it?" Nona asked, still disoriented with sleep.

"Time for you to wake up. Breakfast is in a half-hour followed by classes. Your uniform is in the bathroom. Now, get up and get ready." She walked away into a back room. Nona stood and while scratching her side, made her way into the bathroom. After a lot of showering and pampering, she emerged fully gorgeous 20 minutes later.

"Ta ta for now, Madame Pomphrey."

"Such a nice girl." Nona heard her say while she exited the hospital wing with a laugh. Upon entering the great hall, she was bombarded with the whispers of students. The one she heard most of was: Draco has spent the last two nights with her in her hospital bed. Infuriated, she took a seat at the end of the Slytherin table by herself and started eating a chocolate muffin.

"Hey, Babe," came Flint's voice, "How ya doing?" She looked at him as he sat down.

"That good, huh?"

"Just wait 'til I see Draco. I'm going to…"

"What? You're going to do what?" It was the sinister king himself. She stood up facing him. She knew the whole hall was watching including the teachers

"I'm going to thank you." She wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug making the whole room gasp and then whispered this next part in his ear.

"I'm going to destroy you for these rumors, Draco. You've been warned." She pulled away from him with a fake smile. He had his own fake smile.

"Why don't you take a walk with me?"

"Ya know what? I'm a little busy with breakfast at the moment. Possibly another time?" She turned around to take her escape, and standing in front of her were his two thugs, Crabbe and Goyle. She slammed into them, dropping her wand.

"Remember us?" came the taller one's gruff voice.

"Crabbe! Goyle! How lovely it is to see you. Malfoy, guess what?" She turned to face him seeing him holding her wand.

"My time has suddenly freed up." He offered her his arm, but snubbing him, she walked out of the great hall. She turned around and watched as Draco came extremely close to her.

"You know you drive me wild, don't you?"

"You know you drive me wild, don't you?" she mocked. He produced from behind his back her wand.

"What do you think one of these is worth?" She reached for it, but he pulled it away. He leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"I'm sure we can work something out." He began kissing her neck.

"You forgot one thing, Malfoy." She pushed him away.

"I don't only rely on my magic." She kicked him in the crotch, and he collapsed dropping her wand

"Thank you very much." She stepped on him as she walked back toward the common room.

(Double Potion's Class)

Nona took a seat toward the back of the classroom. She spotted Chika at the front of the room but controlled herself from turning her into some strange creature. She got out a piece of parchment to copy the potion from the board.

Mind-Reading Potion

Ingredients:

1 cup knotgrass

3 Tbs. leech juice

4 frog eyes

2 tsps. Re-em blood

2 ½ cups ginger

3 leaves of lovage

1 rat heart

1. Prepare all ingredients.

2. Add all into cauldron except ginger.

3. Bring to a simmer.

4. Stir every minute on the minute for 5 minutes, alternating directions.

5. Add ginger and stir 20 times clockwise and 20 times counterclockwise.

6. Potion should be blue in color and have a putrid smell.

7. Let sit for at least 4 minutes 26 seconds before drinking.

Nona was oblivious to the fact that Professor Snape was standing behind her. When she finished copying the instructions down, she noticed the room had gone deathly quiet.

"Miss Sancaster, do you always anticipate what teachers are going to have you do?" Snape asked, in his all-too-familiar voice. She jumped when he spoke, for he was speaking directly into her ear.

"I apologize, Professor, but I was always taught to copy down anything written on the boards when I enter a classroom."

"That is a good habit, Miss Sancaster. Hopefully everyone will learn this same habit," he stated, turning to the other students. Nona had a feeling he was only lenient with her because she was a Slytherin.

"Now, today we will be brewing Mind-Reading Potions. I will place you into pairs. Crabbe, Goyle.Potter, Blaise. Neverlend, Parkinson…"

"What?!" Snape turned to Chika quicker than she could have snapped.

"Do you have a problem, Miss Neverlend?"

"No, no problem." Nona was silently laughing, and Chika gave her a dirty look.

"It seems to me you do have a problem. Could it be with your chosen partner? If you are unsatisfied with your partner, please tell me, so I may fail you. Do you have a problem?"

"No, Professor," she said defeated, still glaring at Nona.

"Good. Now, Mr. Malfoy, I think you would do best with Miss Sancaster." Nona became wide-eyed. No way in hell. I can't be partnered with him. She was too busy with her own thoughts that she didn't even realize Snape had finished partnering people up, and the students had begun to work.

"Nona," it was Draco's sinister voice, "come join me up front. I'll get the ingredients." She stood and moved in silence to the seats Draco had chosen. She didn't even notice Chika and Pansy were seated behind them.

(Same Class, Chika's POV)

Pansy, of course, was pouting, so Chika began the potion. It was difficult for her to follow the instructions to the key because Snape kept looming over her, and she couldn't help but notice Draco attempting to put the moves on Nona. Finally she had finished and was about to turn it in when Snape spoke.

"Miss Neverlend, I suggest if you are finished that you try it." Frightened out of her wits, Chika downed the potion closing her eyes. When nothing happened, she opened them.

"Now, turn to Miss Parkinson and read her thoughts." Although the idea disgusted her, she turned toward Pansy and read her thoughts.

What does she have that I don't have? I'm waaayyy more gorgeous than her, and I'm available. I mean, come on. She won't even appreciate him like I do. I wish I could kill her. A very graphic scene of Pansy killing Nona appeared in Pansy's mind. Then it was replaced by a sexual scene between Pansy and Draco. Chika almost puked after stopping herself from seeing anymore.

"Is there a problem, Miss Neverlend?" Snape asked, looking at her.

"No, Professor." Rather than read more from the mind of Pansy, she turned to look at the board, but her eyes fell upon Draco by accident.

How could she not want me? Is it my hair? He ran his hand through his hair. Do I have something in my teeth? He scrubbed his teeth with some fingers. Am I just not sexy? He looked down at himself. Definitely not. She and I would be a good looking couple. I mean look at those legs, and her butt's not half-bad either. He bent backwards to take a look. Chika looked away just in time to see Nona lift the potion up.

(Nona's POV)

Well, here goes nothing. Something hit Nona in the head, and she set down the potion. What the hell was that?! Looking down, she noticed a piece of crumpled paper sitting next to her hand on the desk. She picked it up, and discovered a message from none other than Chika.

Nona, I know we have a large amount of hate for one another, but I must warn you not to read Draco's mind.

Chika

Nona wrote a note back, trying desperately not to get caught by Snape. Draco was none-the-wiser to what they were doing. He was lost in a daydream.

Why should I listen to you?

Because I accidentally did, and it wasn't pretty. Just trust me on this.

Never again. Betrayal doesn't stand well in my book.

She lifted up the potion to drink it, but one last flying note knocked it out of her hands and caused it to splatter onto the floor. Draco had his mouth wide open, after being awoken from his daydream. Snape glided over in milliseconds.

"What is going on here?!" The question was directed at Nona, but before she answered, he discovered the crumpled note from Chika reading it aloud to the class.

"Idiot! Give my love to his family after you kill him, and I'll be sure to come visit you in Azkaban. Forever faithful, Chika."

(Chika's POV)

Chika knew she was going to get it now as she listened to Snape read aloud her note. They find my body somewhere in the forbidden forest 30 years from now. This is not good. As Snape's face started to turn purple with anger, a knock sounded from the door. Everyone turned to see who it was. Angelina! I'm saved! She's come to take us away for Quidditch tryouts.

"What do you want?!" She presented him with a note.

"Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts are being held, and some of the students in your class are needed, Professor Snape." He read through the list of names.

"Those who are doing this can go." Chika went to stand up.

"Except you, Miss Neverlend. You have disrupted my class too much today. I think it would be best if you stayed here and joined Headmaster Dumbledore in detention this evening."

"But…"

"I'm sure they can hold your tryout spot until after my class." Chika sat back down in her seat watching her friends leave her behind.

(End of Class)

Chika ran out of the dungeon faster then Neville ran from Blast Ended Skewtets. She ran all the way to the Quidditch Pitch and practically collapsed, out of breath.

"You really ought to pace yourself." Chika looked up and half glared at Fred. He just chuckled and started walking back over to where Angelina and the rest of the team was, motioning for her to follow. Chika joined a group of about 15 other chasers who were trying out.

"Ok," Angelina stood and addressed the group, "For those of you who don't know, I'm Angelina Johnson. Ok, here's what I want each of you to do. You'll be going up in groups of 5-6 and flying around the arena 3 times. Then I want you to come back down and collect a Quaffle from Katie over here, and start warming up. Remember, this is a team sport! Fred and George will be putting you into groups. Fred, George." Fred and George began to count off the group into fives. Chika ended up in a group with Erick Smith, Kaitlin Martin, Megan McLeehan, and Marty Trinity.

Angelina blew her whistle and the groups all rose into the air, waiting for the second "go" whistle. Here goes nothing, thought Chika and on the whistle rocket forward keeping an eye on her group. They soon caught up and the 5 made a line and began gaining speed. Chika smiled as she looked around for the competition.