XxMrs.RadcliffexX Sorry for the long wait people! although i dont think the wait was that long this time...

MaidenDark: Right! Been away with all the exams and stuff

XxMrs.RadcliffexX yupz!! okay..disclaimer time! eeny meenie miny mo!

Alice: ((looks up)) you called?

XxMrs.RadcliffexX: You get to do the disclaimer!come come now..dont be shy

Alice: ... I see

MaidenDark err...Alice you can start now...

Alice: ...I belong to MaidenDark.

XxMrs.RadcliffexX & MaidenDark: OwO

Alice: ((sigh)) very well. Harry potter and the cast do not belong to MaidenDark or Mrs Radclieffe. rather to J.K Rowling. Sam and I, however, belong to them

XxMrs.RadcliffexX: Yeah..what she said!the way she started it was creepy tho...((shudders))

MaidenDark: Haha well, that's Alice for ya. So without any further delay, the fifth chap!

XxMrs.RadcliffexX: Enjoy!

Chapter 5: Confusion

"Stay away…Stay away I said!"

She couldn't put her finger on it, it was a woman's voice, unlike the one that she usually heard. The cool, deep voice that had shouted the same name over and over. She had been hearing it since she was old enough to remember, but she still didn't know who it was.

"Move you stupid girl…"

"Don't you dare…NO!!"

After that chilling cold voice, asking the woman to move, the woman had screamed. Followed by a maniacal laugh, sending chills up her spine whenever she thought about it.

"AVA!!"

Then the voice that always calmed her down, even if it was a shout in her dream, she felt like she knew that voice, the voice that always had a protective sound in it…

"…am…Sam…"

Silver eyes opened slowly, and closed shut again at the glaring bright light. Samantha groaned as she tried to lift up her arm to shield her eyes, but found that she couldn't.

"Wha…" she said, startled. Wood, Ron, Ginny and Harry were beside her, worried looks etched on their faces.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked, concerned for his sister.

Samantha still laid down, blinking her eyes to adjust her vision. "Er…yeah…"

"Your right arm is broken, in case you're wondering." Ginny said, putting her hand on Samantha's shoulder. Samantha looked down and noticed her arm was in a cast.

"Madam Promfrey said to let it heal on it's own for now."

Samantha nodded, trying to recall what happened. Harry falling, Nimbus blown away, Whomping Willow, someone knocking her off the broom…

"Oh! Harry are you okay?" Samantha shot up, but regretted it immediately as the dizziness made her want to puke. Wood pushed her down gently, and she turned to Harry.

"Yeah, at least, better than you…I think…" he said, scratching the back of his head.

Samantha smiled, and realized another thing. "Did someone get your Nimbus?"

The others shifted around nervously, Harry had already known that his broom was beyond repair, but she didn't.

"Well, I heard you went after it…" Harry started. "But it got smashed, so it's gone."

Samantha sighed. So much for not wanting him to lose anything precious anymore.

"Wait…where's my broom?" she asked, and Wood frowned.

"You fell of it…" he said. She stared at him. "I know…don't tell me it…"

Wood nodded, and she slapped her hand to her face, groaning. First Harry's broom, now hers, great. She would be riding the school's broom for now…

"Wood found you unconscious under a tree near the Whomping Willow, do you have any idea how seriously injured you could have been if you were hit?" A calm voice said, and everyone turned.

Alice was walking in the Hospital Wing, accompanied by the rest of the Gryffindor team.

Fred and George immediately made a beeline for her bed and crouched down next to her concerned for their sister.

"How are you feeling?" asked Fred.

"I'm fine. Just a little groggy." replied Sam, flashing then an assuring smile.

"You're lucky to be alive! You could have died!" Alice yelled, her eyes flashing with anger towards the girl sitting on the bed.

Samantha gulped, Alice's wrath was something she didn't want to face. "I'm sorry! But…let's all be thankful I'm alive and alright…right?"

Alice walked slowly towards the bed, and the others made way for the fuming girl. She grabbed Samantha by the shoulders and started shaking her.

"You never take things seriously do you!" Alice shouted, startling everyone. "You could have had more than a broken arm! You could have had an eye poked out! You could have DIED!"

Wood and Harry tried to pull the girl off Samantha, who was trying to still her vision from moving. Fred and George managed to get Alice back, while Hermione and Ron patted Samantha's back. She coughed a few times before looking up at her best friend who had a hurt expression on her face.

"I'm sor-"

She didn't finish it, as Alice pulled her into a tight hug. Samantha blinked, before smiling. She patted the sapphire haired girl's head and laughed lightly. Alice had never shown so much expression in one day before.

"I thought…you were a goner…when Wood came carrying you from the Whomping Willow…"

Samantha giggled. "It'll take more than a tree to get me Alice."

Alice smiled. "Yeah…"

After a few minutes of hugging and stares from Ron, Hermione, Harry, Fred, George and Wood, Samantha tapped Alice's shoulder.

"Er…Alice? You're kinda on my broken arm…"

It was a relief to be back amongst the hustle and bustle of the school. Madam Pomfrey had insisted on keeping Samantha in the Hospital Wing for nearly two weeks. She sighed contently and stretched her now fully healed arm smiling. Samantha picked up her things and made her way out not wanting to be late to her first class.

As Samantha exited the portrait hole she bumped into someone just coming in.

"Hi Ollie." She said using the nickname she made up for Oliver.

"Since when do you call me Ollie?" asked the older boy, an eyebrow lifted.

"Since right now." She said giggling, playfully hitting his arm. "Well, I'd love to stay and chat but I have to get to class. I'll see you later Ollie." She said walking off.

"Hey Sam! Mind if I walk you to class?" he asked walking up to her. She shrugged, seeing no harm.

"Yeah sure." Samantha said smiling. Her smile turned to confusion when Oliver took her books out of her hands.

"Umm…Oliver...What are you doing?"

"My dear Sam, when a gentleman walks a lady to class, he always carries her books." He said in his incredibly sexy Scottish accent.

Sam smirked and placed her hands on her hips. "And are you a gentleman Mr. Wood?" she asked imitating a British accent.

"Why yes, I believe I am Miss Weasley." He said trying to imitate her British accent, but failing miserably. He sounded like he had a head cold instead, resulting in sending Sam into a fit of giggles.

"Are you laughing at me?" he asked crossing his arms, and mock glared at her.

Samantha tried to answer but couldn't because she was laughing too hard and just shook her head frantically. Wood sighed.

"Are you lying or telling the truth?"

Samantha stopped laughing long enough to say "What do you think?" before trying to calm herself.

"I think…you're telling the truth." He said rubbing the back of his head, muttering.

"Then you're not a very good guesser cause I was lying." Samantha said and ran off without another word.

It took a few minutes before the meaning of the words registered into his brain. "Hey! Samantha Weasley you get back here!" he said running after her.

She was a fast runner, he'd give her that for it took him longer than expected to get to her. When he finally did, he tackled her around the waist, dropping the books he held for her.

"Gotcha!"

"Hey! Let me go!" she protested, laughing while struggling against his strong grip.

"Not until you receive your punishment." He said and began tickling her.

Samantha laughed and tried to pry from this death grip. She couldn't stop laughing and wondered what others would say if they saw her like this.

"Ollie! Stop! Come on Ollie stop!"

"Yeah Ollie stop." came another voice.

Samantha and Oliver froze and turned around. Lo and behold, they were met with a pair of piercing, cold grey eyes.

"Get a room will ya, it would do my ears some good." He said flicking his eyes towards Oliver's hands still around Samantha's waist.

Oliver made as to remove his hands but Samantha placed her hands on top of his, stopping him.

"I don't have to listen to anything you say Malfoy. And besides, why do you care anyway? Jealous?" she taunted.

"Yes you areeee…"

"No I'm not! Shut up you damn inner voice!!"

"Jealous! Jealous! Jealous!"

"NO I'M NOT!!" he accidentally shouted out loud. He was met by strange looks from Samantha and Oliver.

"Honestly, why would I need to be jealous of you or Mr. Fancy Keeper over there."

Draco shook his head and smirked before walking off, leaving the two stunned Gryffindors behind.

"Way to go. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of her. Now she's gonna think you're a retard or something."

"Shut up! If I did it's your fault for distracting me! Now shut up and leave me alone!"

"Fine! I'll go away. For now. But I'll be back."

"Oh quit trying to sound like Arnold Swartzernegar and get out of here!"

"I'll be back!"

"Camille! Run! Take Ava with you and run! I'll try to hold them off!"

"But Remus…" A woman's voice desperately pleaded.

"Hurry!!"

The banging on the door was louder now, as the people on the other side tried to bring down the door. The man, Remus, scooped up a baby and forcefully shoved the infant into the woman's arms. He then proceeded to push the woman out another door.

"GO! Take Ava and run now!"

The door burst open and a crowd of men in black cloaks surged in surrounding him. The woman and child had managed to escape unscathed, but the man now surrounded would not get out safely.

"Where is she?" snarled one of them. "Give me the woman and child!"

Remus's eyes hardened. He would not give them the satisfaction of seeing his fear. In truth, he could battle, but he needed to buy time for the woman and her child to Apparate somewhere safer. Preferably to her husband.

"Not here." He said, ready for spells and injuries.

"Crucio!" another screamed in rage, directing his wand to Remus.

Remus gritted his teeth as the impact of the spell hit him, forcing him to his knees and barely biting in a scream…

"NOOOOOOO!!!!" yelled Samantha, jolting awake. Everyone in class ceased their doings and chatter, blinking at the black haired girl. Professor McGonagall, who at the time was their teacher for that period frowned, obviously displeased at the interruption.

"Miss Weasley, would you care to explain what is the problem?" came her stern voice from the front of the class.

Samantha lifted her head to see Professor McGonagall glaring slightly at her from the front of the class. Samantha blushed slightly and replied nervously, already scared on inflicting more damage.

"Err..I had a rough night Professor.."

"I can see that Miss Weasley. But that does not give you a right to fall asleep in my class, regardless of the situation. 5 points from Gryffindor." The bell rang as she finished her sentence, and her frown deepened.

"Make sure to hand in your works in the next class." The students began filing out, getting ready to go to their next class.

"Sam, Alice, Harry and I are planning to do some Quidditch training after lunch. Wanna come?" asked Ginny.

"No thanks Gin. I'm not really in the mood for Quidditch." said Sam still pondering over her dream. The others stared at her.

"You? Not in the mood for Quidditch? Are you feeling okay?" Alice asked putting her hand to Sam's forehead.

"I'm fine Alice. Just a little tired. I think I'm going to take Scabbers out to the grounds for some fresh air. He's been really sick lately."

"Okay. Well, here's your chance to ask Ron cause he's coming this way along with Harry." Ginny said, pointing towards the crowd of students

Samantha looked up and sure enough her brother was making his way towards them with Harry by his side. She smiled at him when they reached her.

"Hey Ron, Harry." She said nodding to each of them in turn.

"Hey. Are you coming with us to train?" asked Harry.

"Nah. I don't really feel like it. Ron, would you mind if I took Scabbers out for some fresh air?"

"Of course I wouldn't mind! Scabbers could do with some fresh air. Thanks Sam. Here take him." Said Ron, who fished Scabbers out of his pocket and handed him to Samantha.

"Thanks Ron. Where's Hermione? I wanted to ask her if she wanted to come with me."

"Dunno. She was behind us when we came out of class then she just vanished! She seems to be doing that a lot lately." Replied Harry.

"Yeah! And whenever we try to ask her about it. She avoids the question!" added Ron.

RIINNGGG

"Oh! That's the lunch bell. Come on you lot." Said Ron heading towards the Great Hall and the others followed.

Samantha sat playing with Scabbers out on the grounds. Turning down the offer to practice Quidditch had greatly surprised Alice, Harry and Ginny. After all, she would always jump at the opportunity to practice Quidditch.

"Enjoying the fresh air Scabbers?" she asked the rat on her lap who had been really sick lately.

Scabbers sqeaked softly in response. Samantha frowned. Scabbers squeak was a little too soft. She sighed softly and stroked his now shabby coat. She had somehow grown attached to the rat after all these years. And she had a feeling that Ron was pretty attached to it as well. Even though Ron constantly complained that Scabbers was a nuisance and did nothing she was sure he would be devastated if Scabbers really did die.

Suddenly, Scabbers started squeaking frantically and tried to jump out of Samantha's hold. Luckily after years of Quidditch Samantha had a very firm grip and managed to hold on to the struggling rat.

"Scabbers! Scabbers, STOP! What's wrong? What are you scared off? Sca-'' Samantha stopped short as her gaze fell on what was causing Scabbers such fear.

A dog.

A big, black, shaggy dog was a few feet away from her. Growling and baring its teeth. Samantha barely held back a scream and began backing away slowly from the hound. But with every step she took away from the dog, it took one towards her.

"Whoa boy…stay….stay…" She muttered without any real hope.

Sam froze as the dog took a gigantic leap towards her, her scream pierced through the air and shut her eyes as she awaited the blow. It never came. Daring to crack open an eye, she gasped at the person who had taken the blow. She didn't even notice him.

"Malfoy?" Samantha said in shock.

"Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? What the heck? He took on the dog? Why?" Samantha was screaming in her mind. Malfoy was struggling with the weight of the big dog on him.

"A little help would be appreciated Weaslette!" Malfoy yelled, snapping her back to reality.

Samantha dumbly nodded as she hastily stuffed the rat into her pocket, drawing out her wand and pointing it at the black dog on top of the Slytherin.

"Stupefy!" the spell she shot at the dog missed as it swiftly backed off from the boy, making Samantha gap.

She had expected the dog to counter, to bite them or chew them to pieces, but the dog merely growled and ran towards the dark forest. She shakily lowered her wand, her ears still straining for the sounds of the dog, but she heard nothing. She glanced down at the boy still lying on the ground. He was groaning in pain and clutching his injured right arm.

"Are you okay?" she asked, bending down to him, her eyes betrayed her emotions on her face, concerned for the young boy that saved her life.

Malfoy gritted his teeth in frustration and pain. Damn this stupid girl, damn him for being soft and damn him for intercepting that stupid mutt's assault on her. He paid dearly for that, for his arm felt like it had broke in several places.

"Are you stupid? My arm hurts and I think it's really broken right now!" he yelled at the girl.

"Really broken? I knew it!" Samantha said, throwing her hands up. "You were faking it!"

"That is hardly the time for that issue right now!" Malfoy said, gritting his teeth again. "Be more careful next time! I'm not there to save your sorry butt everytime!"

Samantha scoffed. "Everytime? EVERYTIME? I don't recall needing you to save my 'sorry butt' all the time ferret!"

Draco stopped short. So, the Captain of the Gryffindor team did not mention that he was the one who took the blow for her at the Whomping Willow the last time. Figures, that git wanted the glory to himself.

"Oh that's right. I forgot that Mr.Fancy Keeper was the one who saved you last time." He said venom dripping from every syllable he spoke. Samantha looked a little taken back.

"I'll remember to leave the saving to your precious Ollie next time." He snapped, getting up with effort. He glared at her with hate and hurt in his eyes before stalking away, determined to not let some girl hold him up.

Samantha opened and closed her mouth, words not coming out like she wanted. It was until he was halfway through the grounds before her voice came back.

"Malfoy! Get back here! I'm not done with you!" she shouted, frustration eating inside her.

"Too bad Weaslette! I'm through with you!" he yelled back, thankful that no one was around to hear them. He would be not be caught dead yelling at someone, not ever. But in his trains of thoughts he did not notice Samantha stomping furiously towards his direction, furry in her eyes.

"FINE! Shove it!" she pushed past him with much force that sent the boy off his balance, barely registering what happened before clutching the wall for support.

"Never in my life will I understand BOYS!" he heard her muttered as he composed himself. He glared and wished that looks could kill right now.

"Never in my life will I understand GIRLS!" Malfoy grumbled as he headed in the opposite direction, towards the Hospital Wing.

The next day however, any anger towards the young Slytherin had disappear from Samantha's mind. She felt a little guilty, considering the fact that he did save her from the dog and had broken his arm in process. She sighed.

"I guess I'll thank him the next time I see him, that is, if he's being civilized."

She nodded to herself, easing the guilt that build up in her stomach. She felt much better right now.

"…Clumsy…dumb…"

Samantha snapped her head in the direction of the voices. No one was suppose to be around here. It was already evening, and most students were in their dorms or the Great Hall, having dinner. She looked around to see a door leading to an empty classroom slightly ajar, and she slowly crept towards it.

"…broken your arm again!" the voices were clearer as she got closer, and she strained to listen.

"Not my fault the dog was there." Another voice haughtily said. The other sighed.

"Honestly, you've had more injuries than Harry this year."

At the mention of her close friend's name, curiosity got the better of her and she peeked in, only to meet a sight that made her jaw drop.

Alice was holding Draco Malfoy's injured arm, shaking her head as she inspected it.

Draco: Well, that's the end of the chapter! So review! since I was in most of this chapter..yay! finally I'm a main character!

Sam: Since when are you the main character?

Draco: Since right now! ((holds up a board saying Draco is now a main character))

Sam: A board doesn't prove anything!

Draco: yes it does!

Sam: no it doesnt

Draco: Does to!

Sam: Does not!

Draco: Does to!

Sam: Does to!

Draco: Does not!

Sam: GOTCHA! ((smirks))

Draco: ((groan))

MaidenDark: Enough! ((hits both on the head))

XxMrs.RadcliffexX: Bout time...getting a headache. But pls review!