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I HATE MOUNTAINS! sighs I'm glad to get that off my chest. Okay ppl, I am currently located in Tennessee on top of a mountain. I get no computer signal or a phone signal. I am MAD! I don't know how Robynne deals with this! I'm dying! okay so im a little overdramatic Okay enough with my sob story...Here's the next chappie... let the mountains burn in...Antartica!

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Disclaimer-

Leprechauns: I miss her already...

Me: NO NOT THE MOUNTAINS! MAKE THE MOUNTAINS GO AWAY!

Leprechauns: Yea, but that is a nice torture treatment leprechauns smile while watching me spaz out

Me: I WANT THE LEPRECHAUNS BACK!PLEASE GIVE ME THE LEPRECHAUNS BACK!

Leprchauns: What does this have to do with disclaiming characters?

Leprechaun 2: Dunno. Ohhh look she's twitching!

Ohhh ohh! This has nothing to do with the story but... I MET A REAL LEPRCHAUN! I mean yea the ones that torture me are real but this one was a human leprechaun! His name is Dustin Green and he looks like a leprechaun... but he's a human leprechaun and he looks evil and he's about 4'11" and has a black beard and mustache and was dressed in all green and ... he was scary and evil... but VERY scary... but anyways I'm gonna stop now...LoL...ohhh one more thing...He is Robynnes best friend...LoL...but seriousley heres the chapter... I know I've said that 10 times within the hour...okay so it hasn't been an hour...but anyway...you get the idea... here's the story...really now...

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I woke up feeling very happy. I had magical healing today, a class made privately for me. I got to take them with one of our new infirmary healers. Madam Pomphrey worked helping arrange different healing groups with the war and everything. Our new healer was a tall, brunette. She had dark blue eyes and was in her mid-twenty's. She used to work at St. Mungos, but she liked kids and took the Hogwarts job. Professor McGonnagal thought it might be a good idea for me to take a healing class, since I naturally excelled at potions and well many other things important in healing. Also another reason I was happy today was Fred found out that Dakota Malfoy was being sent off to Beauxbatons All Girls School of Witchcraft. Filch came around the corner before he could hear why, but I didn't care. All that mattered was that she would be gone. I had thoughts that she was a lesbian. But now she just might become one. An all girls school, she might get sorta desperate. I smiled, and started to get ready for the day.

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"Come on your gonna have to try harder than that, if you wanna do this," Healer Caruso said to me as I tried my hardest to do a Level 5 healing spell. Those were pretty hard as the patient would be dying and the healer would have to perform this spell to perserve life in them. It makes the petient a little stronger and sometimes makes the difference in life or death situations. I pushed all my concentration into this. I pulled all my strength in keeping the patient alive. But in the end I drained my energy for no reason because the fake patient disapeared in a puff of red smoke. Tired I plopped myself into a chair and took deep relaxing breaths. This was way beyond my level but I was determined to do it. Healer Caruso sighed and sat next to me on a hospital cot.

"That was the 3rd one today maybe we should try next time." she said and I snapped my head towards her.

"No, I want to get this. Today. The war isn't going to stall itself just so I can get this spell." I said, frustrated. All this was so...frustrating.

"And, you know this isn't all just going to be piled on you so you don't have to do this all. There are plenty of other healers," she said. She usually said things like that to me.

"No, I'm going to do this," I sighed. "So any news on new deatheaters?" I asked deciding to change the subject.

"Well, I heard the Malfoy kid is expected an initiation at the end of the school year, along with Nott, Goyle, Crabbe, Bulstrode, Parkinson, Zabini, and Felitis. But, they keep increasing by size everyday, with children from Durmstrang, some from Beauxbaton and two of the American schools, and one located somewhere in Brazil. They already have the Vampires in their ranks and are tempting beasts everywhere. They are getting bigger and Dumbledore is having his doubts," she said. I knew it was serious if Dumbledore was concerned. I continued on with my spell, and stayed and studied a little on extra things I would need to know.

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As I walked back to the Common Room, I thought about All the Slytherins becoming deatheaters. I mean, I knew they were mean but I never thought any of them would have the balls to become a deatheater. It's funny how you think you know someone, then that one time in life they have the chance to show you that they're not that bad, they go and do the last thing you expect. But that's life. I said the password and walked pass the Trio ignoring their calls of Hello. I was tired and didn't give a damn at this point what they wanted to say. When I got to my dorm I plopped down and felt something poke me. It was hard and all I wanted was to move it and fall asleep. I picked it up and felt how heavy it was. I opened my eyes to find myself reading the title of a book. 'The never-ending book of Healing Spells and Remedies for Dark Magic. That's funny because I never purchased this book.' I opened it and watched a small peice of paper fall out of it. I picked the note up and opened it.

'Just thought you might need this. I hope it helps. Use it well.'

It was terse, but I didn't mind. I just wanted to know who got it for me. I flipped it over and read carefully. This book carried on and on with pages of spells and countercurses to heal wounds caused by dark magic. Whatever I needed, I could find, and quickley. It automatically knew what I wanted. My eyes nearly flew out of their sockets when I saw the price. 200 galeons! Well that put the entire Weasley family out of being a suspect. It could have been Harry, but he would have signed his name or just handed her the book. So who gave her the book. Definatley not Hermione. She would have kept the book to herself the selfish brat. So who gave me it? I couldn't help but wonder, so I rolled over and thought about it until I fell asleep.

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A/N

Okay sooo it's a little on the short side, but I have nothing else to write, soo yea. Do you like dragons? I love dragons. Random and proud of it.

The Random

Kristen