"Ah, goddamn!" Andie screamed as she sat in the hospital wing of Hogwarts. It was and Madame Pompfrey was gone for the evening. Andie sat on a cot and wrapped her hand in gauze. She fumbled around, trying to find a bottle of cut-be-gone, but her wand was in her dorm, and the cut-be-gone was locked in a cupboard. Andie grabbed some more gauze and the sapphire she left on the cot, pocketed it, and walked to the door.
"Did you get it?" a deep voice asked from the shadows of the room. Andie slowly turned around.
"I think so, but if you hadn't sent the other guy out there, it would have been easier." Andie responded and opened the door and left. She could here heavy footsteps of the man she had seen in the infirmary. She ran up to the common room, and stepped through the portrait. Andie was no longer being followed; she sat on the couch near the fire in the common room and rewrapped her hand in gauze. The blood had already soaked through the gauze; Andie noticed that the cut had barely clotted. Realizing the danger of the situation, Andie started to run upstairs to her dorm, but she was getting dizzy.
Harry, whom was unable to sleep, started to get up from his bed and sit in front of the fire in the boys' dormitory for a few hours. He grabbed a book that McGonnagal had given him on the Hogwarts founders. Harry was walking out of the door and walking upstairs where he saw Andie at the top of the stairs.
"Andie, what are you doing up?" Harry asked. Andie didn't answer, she seemed to be completely unaware of anything, she was staring at her hand, and started to lose consciousness. "Andie!" Harry called as he saw her legs start to give way. He ran up the stairs, and Andie started to fall down, tumbling, Harry heard the crack of bone hitting stone. Once he caught her, he carried her to the Headmistress's office. Harry made it to McGonnagal's office.
"Professor!" Harry cried through the door.
"WHAT!" McGonnagal cried with a shrill voice, and she stumbled to the doorway, Harry could hear her resentment for having to wake up in the middle of the night. "My Merlin, what happened to her? Bring her in now!" The urgency of the moment was certain, for as soon as the Professor had opened the door her eyes widened in fear.
Harry had rushed in and set Andie down on an onyx colored leather sun bed. Once she was laid down, the Professor was shoving a spoonful of purple liquid down Andie's throat. Professor McGonnagal whispered some words under her breath to fix the bones that Andie broke on the fall down the stone steps. Harry and the Professor waited for Andie to wake up, but she did not wake up. Andie lay on the couch, and her face continued to become more and more pale.
"Why isn't she waking up?" Harry asked impatiently. The professor glanced at Andie and saw that her white shirt was slowly becoming red.
"Move her right hand," McGonnagal said. Harry did so as the Headmistress pulled out her wand.
Gasps and chokes came from Andie, but she remained pale, the Headmistress flicked her wand at Andie again, and this time color flushed back into her face. She bolted up, and breathing heavily. The headmistress handed Andie some water, and told her to stay lying down.
"Wha- what happened?" Andie asked, her voice weak.
"You fainted and fell down the stairs. Harry caught you and rushed you here. I fixed your bones, but your hand was bleeding. It wasn't clotting Andie, how did you cut your hand?" The professor asked sternly.
"I don't know, I probably just cut it on the stone." Andie tried to respond.
"I know, that isn't true Andie, you lost the blood before the fall, your hand was wrapped in gauze." McGonnagal would not take her eyes off of Andie.
"Professor, Andie probably can't remember, she'll come and tell you once she does, but she nearly died, so maybe she temporarily lost that part of her memory. I'll take her back to the common room, if that's okay." Harry insisted.
"Fine, but the second that you remember how you got the cut tell me, it is important to your health." McGonnagal said and helped Andie and Harry out of her office.
"So what really happened?" Harry asked, as he was helping Andie walk down the hall, her arm over his shoulder.
"I- I- I don't know," Andie lied.
Harry stopped walking, thus forcing Andie to as well. "Look at me Andie. What were you doing?"
"I wasn't doing anything, okay? Let's just get back to the common room." Harry listened as Andie said this; he noticed that her voice shook a little. He helped her walk to the common room, and once they go there he laid her down on the couch. Harry conjured and poured Andie a cup of tea.
"Thank-you," Andie replied to the gesture, and kissed Harry on the cheek took the tea, and now having gained her strength, she walked upstairs. Harry stayed in the common room, and just stared into the flames.
