Rebecca couldn't wait for Saturday. She wanted to take things off of her mind and a date would do just that- or at least she hoped it would. Albus seemed pleased about it. Sometimes they exchanged looks at one another in their classes.

Rebecca told her friends the next day when she seen them at lunchtime in the common room. Morgan was trying to get Andrew to stop studying.

"Finals are coming up, Morgan. You should be studying too you know."

"But Andy, it's a nice day and you don't get many of them." Morgan pleaded.

"And you don't get many tries at finals. In fact you only get one." Andrew stated.

Rebecca walked over to them and sat down on the table. Morgan looked up and smiled at her. "Rebecca! You want to go outside and hang out? I'm trying to convince Andy to come but he's got his nose stuck in a book."

"Well hot weather isn't my thing." Rebecca said honestly.

Morgan sighed. "Well, let's just walk or something in the hallways. I'm bored."

"If you're bored then do studying." Andrew called out from behind his book.

Morgan stuck her tongue out at him and turned to Rebecca. "So you're looking better today."

"Thanks." Rebecca said with a hint of nervousness in her tone. The idea of the date was getting her excited. "I got asked out yesterday."

"Really?" Morgan asked in shock. "I mean, thought you weren't into that?"

"She can still be asked out and not be into it." Andrew said putting his book down to look up at Rebecca. "But you look like you said yes to the person so I guess the first question is who?"

"Oh, it's Albus Potter." Rebecca beamed. Neither of her friends had something to say right off the bat. Rebecca thought it might surprise them. She tried to break the awkward silence. "You know. The boy who-"

"We know him." Morgan finally said. "But why him and why did you accept ? Not that I'm disapproving. He just..."

"I thought you two had an argument at the beginning of the year and you two exchanged words at that party?" Andrew asked.

Rebecca started to feel like she made a bad decision. Not in terms of the date, but in terms of telling her friends. "You make him sound terrible."

"Sorry, Becks." Morgan said. "Hey. If he makes you happy, that's good enough for me."

"Agreed." Andrew said. "The world could use more love. It is the best medicine."

Rebecca smiled and Morgan said under her breath, "If only you could give me some of that medicine." She turned to speak out loud to Rebecca. "Did you hear about Vanessa? She's supposed to be waking up soon."

"Really? Should I be worried?" Rebecca asked.

"If you want to see your boyfriend this Saturday you should be." Morgan teased.

Rebecca shook her head. "Where's Lucy? Is she still in the hospital wing?"

"No, she got discharged last night." Andrew said. "Maybe you can find her and talk to her about what happened between her and Vanessa."

"Yeah, I'll go talk to her. Or I could just go up to the wing and see what she has to say." Rebecca suggested.

"Bad idea." Morgan said. "Stetson will probably be there. Why don't you go check the girl's dorm to see if she's there?"

"Oh yeah. You know sometimes it's hard to remember she's in the same house as me." Rebecca said and then she left Morgan who went back to prodding Andrew about going outside.

Rebecca found Lucy in her bed asleep, clearly not interested in going to her own classes.

"Hey, Lucy." Rebecca said stupidly. Lucy didn't move so Rebecca went closer to shake her. "Luce?" She said in a soft tone.

Lucy startled and rolled over to wake up and when she seen Rebecca she smiled. "I haven't heard you call me that since Hogwarts."

"How are you feeling?" Rebecca asked, ignoring the small talk.

Lucy sat up and said. "Oh I'm fine. Never better." Rebecca took a seat on the bed to level with Lucy and she noticed a long scar running down her left cheek. "That hasn't always been there." Rebecca pointed.

Lucy felt her cheek. "Oh yeah. Very recent. It took a lot of nerve for me to do this to myself. It's not the only one. Look at my arms."

She pulled up for sleeve and Rebecca's eyes widened. "Why would you do this?" She asked.

"To keep you from being kicked out." Lucy said. "You probably would had gone to prison for what you did to that girl, not that she didn't deserve what she got, mind you, but you, nor your sister, needs that happening to you."

"But why stick your neck out for me?" Rebecca pressed. "You could get the same thing."

"Because whether or not you believe it, I still care what happens to you." Lucy said sharply. "I still see you as a friend. It'll take more than a few fights between us to stop that."

Rebecca was speechless. She had a hard time believing Lucy, but Rebecca had to keep going with the questions. "How did you manage to stop Vanessa from saying I nearly killed her?"

"I already said the two of us had a fight." Lucy said.

"Do you think that will be enough to convince Professor Stetson?" Rebecca continued. "She thinks I done it regardless of what you said."

"Oh please. Stetson can eat a pile of dung." Lucy said. "The deputy headmistress is already involved with this fight. Stetson has no say in it."

"But what about Vanessa?" Rebecca continued.

"If you're so eager to know, then go up there." Lucy said irritably.

"You know if I go up there now they'll suspect me. I can't just walk in." Rebecca protested.

"No, you don't need to walk in there." Lucy said. She got out of her bed and walked over to Rebecca. "Come on. Let's go downstairs. I've got an idea with your friends."

"Okay..."Rebecca said. Lucy opened the dormitory door for Rebecca and followed her down the steps. "So what's the plan- ah!"

Rebecca felt a force from behind her and she fell down the stairs. She could had swore she heard a bone snap on the stone. And then the last thing she seen was the landing before total darkness.

Rebecca woken up staring at a tall ceiling. Light fell through tall windows both in front of her and behind. She no longer felt the cold stone steps, but warm and soft pillows. She was a patient in the hospital wing. It had to of been Lucy who pushed her. "That bitch." Rebecca mumbled to herself.

Across from her though was Vanessa. Rebecca got to sit up and look at her. Scars and black eyes, bruises and dried blood all scattered across her face. She stared straight up with her eyes closed, but her mouth open as though she had lost control of keeping it shut. Rebecca hoped that would change for Vanessa's sake. Anything else Vanessa would ever say against Rebecca would be her last.

There was a clang of doors that opened and the matron hurried over to Vanessa. Not far behind her were Professors Stetson and Steward.

"She showed signs of movement a few minutes ago as I brought in Miss Warren over here." The matron said.

Stetson turned to look at Rebecca. "What's she in here for?"

The matron also looked at Rebecca who was looking back at them. "She tripped down the stairs in her common room. Broken a leg."

"How unfortunate." Stetson said cooly. "But it will be convenient to find her once Miss Bancroft tells us who did it."

"Enough Neveah." Professor Steward said. "All we have is what Miss Parkinson said."

"Here she is." The matron said, now looking back to Vanessa. Both professors turned to her.

"M... Mo- mommy?" Vanessa mumbled as she opened her eyes and looked at the women standing around her.

"No, your mother is not here Vanessa." Professor Steward said softly. "You're in the hospital wing."

"What's happened?" Vanessa asked.

"Vanessa, we need to ask you a question. It's important so we can find out who did this to you." Stetson said.

Rebecca jumped as she heard the doors to the wing bang open. A familiar man walked in. Professor Steward turned to him. "Mr. Bancroft. I asked you-"

"I don't give a damn what you asked! Where's my daughter?" Mr. Bancroft demanded. He pushed through the professors and looked at his daughter. He looked as though he was on the verge of crying. "Nessy?"

"Dad?" Vanessa called out.

"Yes, Nessy. I'm here. Who did this to you? Who do I need to put in Alcatraz for this?"

Rebecca's heart began to beat fast. Was he serious about sending a 14-year old to a prison full of murderers? Then again, Rebecca had intended to kill Vanessa, but she was alive and Rebecca had to be safe.

"I know you are not suggesting such actions be taken, Bancroft." Steward said.

Vanessa mumbled something. Bancroft looked at her with concentration. Rebecca and everyone in the room waited and Vanessa said, "War... Warren."

Stetson and Bancroft turned to look at Rebecca. Bancroft marched over to Rebecca and got in her face. "You'll go for this! I'll personally hand you to Mathias myself you-"

"Silence!" Professor Steward shouted. She had her wand raised at Bancroft. "You will step away from my student now."

To Rebecca's surprise, Stetson had even raised her own wand at Bancroft. He turned to face them and backed away. "You're just going to let this Brit get away with this? She attacked my daughter for Merlin's sake!"

"We have another student who has said that she and your daughter fought each other and evidence show it through your daughter's wand." Steward said. She pulled out Vanessa's wand from her robes and showed it to Mr. Bancroft. "The last spell to be cast is a spell that cuts opponents severely. We're unable to identify the spell incantation, but clearly the evidence upon the other student suggests that the spell used from this wand made contact with that student. The appearance of your daughter comes from physical fighting. The other student also has similar markings. Not as severe, but regardless, your daughter nearly killed a student just as much as the other student."

Mr. Bancroft was furious. "Where is this other student? I want justice, damn it!"

"Lucy Parkinson has been discharged from the hospital last night." The matron said. "Her wounds recovered well."

"Lucky for her, but my daughter looks like she is dead and if she does die on your watch, I'll cut every sprink and dragot from this school."

"Professor Steward, if I may." Stetson said. "Miss Warren here hasn't denied nor confirmed her involvement in this case. Why would Miss Bancroft say her name and even her friends had seen Warren running after Bancroft."

Mr. Bancroft turned to Professor Steward. "Well?"

Steward sighed then looked at Rebecca. "Miss Warren, did you attack or harm Miss Bancroft or Miss Parkinson?"

Rebecca hesitated for a moment. All eyes were on her. Steward had a concerning look. Stetson watched carefully. Mr. Bancroft looked as though he would explode.

"No. I have nothing to do with it." Rebecca said to them.

"You lying piece of-"

"Enough!" The matron shouted. "This poor child doesn't need this. Clearly she needs to rest and I insist that you allow her to rest. I gave you a moment to talk to Miss Bancroft and now I need both of my patients to rest. Out! Out!"

Professor Steward said, "No worries. We have our evidence and I shall inform the Headmaster that both Parkinson and Bancroft will serve heavy punishments for their actions." She whisked an annoyed Stetson and a protesting Mr. Bancroft out of the hospital wing. Rebecca laid back in her bed and when the matron left, she smiled.