Another Side of Him

(A/N Okay, i got my first ever flames from two people i love the most. kind of crazy. but i talked to them both and everything's cool. so heres the next chapter.)

"Come on, you guys, lets go," Chloe said after she came behind the table where the wolves were sitting. "Let's get out of here."

Alyssa looked at Chloe confused, "Why do you always want to get out of here so quickly? I'm not even done eating yet."

"Take it with you, let's go!"

With grumbles from the group, they all got up and headed out the door. Christina looked back, but couldn't find Hector.

But Hector was sitting at the other end of the table, watching her leave. After the they had gone out of sight, Hector tuned to his untouched breakfast. Just then a shadow came over him and Cameron sat beside him.

"You are so bloody sick, mate."

Hector looked over at Cam and gave him a dirty look before turning back to watching his oatmeal slowly decreace in steam.

"Come on. Look at you. You haven't eaten in days," he laughed, pointing at the door, then added, "She's a bloody slave for you and you got rid of her."

Hector gave him another look, only this one was confused. Hector said:

"She's not my slave. What are you talking about?"

"It's an analogy, mate. She'll do anything for you and you cast her aside like she means nothing. I would kill for a girl like that. Leah..." Cameron breathed out slowly and dramatically, "she needs some work. Always nagging me and asking me for stuff. I'm telling you, you don't come accross girls like Schmuck everyday."

"It's pronounced, SHUCK. And keep your eyes off her."

"Why? You broke up with her. Why shouldn't the rest of us be able to have a go?"

"She's not a whore. There will be no 'having a go' at all."

"But she's available."

"But her heart isn't," Hector almost snapped, but kept his voice level. What was Cam playing at?

Cam smiled, "Ah. Why's that?"

"Because I love her!" Hector had raised his voice and now several people had turned to look at him. Cameron grinned and said:

"Exactly," then he left, leaving Hector with a lot on his mind.

"Then he said, 'It can't work because we're disrupting the school. It hurts too much.'" Christina finished.

"Wow," all of them said.

"Hey," Knitter said, but that was as far as he got. Alyssa kicked him in the leg to stop him from asking out Christina like she knew he would.

"Well what did you say?" Rachel asked.

Christina was fiddling with the grass where they sat under the beech tree and then plucked it out of the ground. She ran her fingers along it, examining it.

"I said to him, 'I know what you're doing,'" she began tearing the single blade of grass into two, slowly watching it separate, "'but you're doing it for the wrong reasons.'" She threw down the pieces and found another worthy blade to tear apart.

"Ouch."

Christina just nodded.

They hung out there in silence all of them thinking. Chloe was trying to think of something to say to get rid of the silence, Alyssa was trying to console Christina, and Knitter, Rachel, and Ginny were all off in their own little worlds.

"Well, lets think of the bright side," Alyssa said, but that was as far as she got because she couldn't think of a bright side and because Christina gave her an evil glare.

Knitter was looking at the tree above them, thinking of what it would taste like. He stood up, grabbed a leaf, and took a small bite out of it, but not a moment later, he spit it out and made a face while jumping around.

"EWWW! That was nasty!"

He hadn't noticed, but this had made Christina laugh, getting her mind of the subject, if only for a minute.

Rachel was levitating random things with her wand. She lifted a leaf, then a few torn blades around Christina, then she lifted a rock, but lost control of it and made it hit herself in the eye.

"AHH! Dangit that hurt! Ahhh..." Rachel rubbed her eye, completely oblivious to Christina's laughter.

Ginny, however, was laying on her stomach, her head resting on her arms. She was laying on her left ear, looking at Christina, then at the grass, then at the sky, and then she closed her eyes and thought of Harry. What was happening with them? What had she done to distance him so? It seemed unfair that he should blame her for all thats happened between them.

Time passed quickly and before they knew it, the wolves had just enough time to make it to the end of dinner. They grabbed a few bites and then were headed to the Ravenclaw common room.

Another week had passed, and the wolves found it very disturbing that Cameron and Leah had not tried anything with them. Cameron was still acting loopy, but at this point, he could have just been in pain from all those horny cell mates.

They decided to lay low and wait for the Slytherins to strike first, so they could have time to think up something.

That night, Cameron and Leah put their plan into action. Over the past few weeks they had been contemplating exactly what they would do to put the sparks of hatred back into the relationship between themselves and the wolves. They had come to accept that if you mess with one Wolf, you mess with all of them. That was how they thought up their next plan.

Leah and Cameron snuck out of their common room toward the staircase. It was now one thirty in the morning, everyone should be asleep. They had made sure that Sandoval wouldn't follow them, even though he and Schmuck were broken up, they weren't about to test where his loyalty was.

Up the stairs they went, as quickly and quietly as possible. They just wanted to get that letter Potter sent Weasel, and then they were out of there. On the fourth floor, they heard footsteps; a prefect, most likely. They stopped and were quiet as the night itself as they listened for where the footsteps were headed. They were coming toward the end of the corridor, where just around the corner the Slytherins could be found hiding.

They were trying to figure out where to go, looking for a door to go into, or a statue to hide behind, when suddenly a blinding light was in their faces a deep voice said:

"You there! What are you doing up at this hour?"

The light from the wand was shadowing the persons face, so they could not see them. Caught like mice, they decided to play it off as smoothly and simply as possible.

"Ah! W-what's going on? I'm afraid I've been sleep walking and I don't know where I am! Oohhh..." after Leah finished saying this, she fell into Cameron's arms, who pretended to just wake up as well.

"Oh Merlin! Leah what's happening?" then he picked up Leah and spoke to the light, seeing as he was blinded temporarily. "I'll go back to my common room and make sure she's okay. So sorry for this, ah- what's your name?"

"None of your business. Get back to your common room before I get you into trouble!"

Cameron shuffled off quickly, and once he turned to corner, dropped Leah to the floor without warning, making her squeel 'oof!'and then he said, "We have to think of another way to get to that common room," Cam said to her, "before the night is up."

After Cam and Leah had walked around the corner, Hector put out his wand and lowered his hood. He had fooled them, that was good. The truth was he had been up all night in the common room, waiting for them to make a move, and after hours of waiting, they finally did. Hector knew they were going, so he ran to a secret passage that led to the third floor and ran up one more flight. As he waited, he knew they could not see him so he put up his hood and decided that shining his wand in their faces would be a good block.

So now, he figured his job was done and headed back down to the dungeons, and after waiting for a while to go in, so Cam and Leah wouldn't hear him, he slipped inside and went to bed.

Cameron and Leah were hiding in an old classroom as they waited for the prefect to go away. They heard the footsteps asthe prefectpassed the classroom, and waited a whileuntil they would make sounds again.

"So what's the new plan?" asked Leah.

After a moments thought, Cam answered, "There shouldn't be many more obsticles that we cant handle. We go up to their common room and -"

"But how do we get in? We don't know the password," Leah asked, cutting him off.

"We'll think of something. Once we get up there, we sneak into their dorm, find that letter, and get out of there. Got it? No mishaps."

"Let's go."

Cam and Leah made their way up to the common room and when they came upon The Fat Lady, they found her sleeping.

"Hey!"

Nothing.

"Pssst! Hey! Lady! Wake up!"

The Fat Lady stirred and opened one eye, then the other.

"What's going on? Can't anyone get a decent night's sleep-"

"Hey," Cam cut her off, "Listen. I have an important message from Dumbledore to Miss Ginny Weasley. We have to tell her."

"An important message huh?" asked the Fat Lady, disbelieving. "What might this message be?"

"Confidential."

She grunted, looking from Cam to Leah.

"Only you may enter. She must stay out here. Be quick."

"Thank you, ma'am."

The Fat Lady once again dozed off after Cam had entered and the portrait hole was shut. Leah stood awkwardly, waiting for Cam to get back.

In the common room, Cameron found that the layout was basically the same. He went up to the girl's dormitory. Half way up the stairs, however, the steps turned into a slide, and Cam came sliding back down, rolling a few feet once he hit the ground with an 'oof'. Angry, he watched as the slide turned back into steps one by one. How would he get up there?

After all the steps were back to normal, Cam thought upa plan. He ran as fast as he could as far as he could up the steps. He was almost to the top when the slide kicked in. Quickly, he cast a spell on his shoes making them sticky, and he then climed the remaining feet up to the seventh year girls dormitory.

He opened the door and took off his sticky shoes spell. Poking his head in, he saw that it was completely dark. He walked from bed to bed, examining first Rachel, then Alyssa, then Christina's faces as best he could with the little light he had from the moon outside the windows.The next bed had to be Ginny's; there were no more people. He walked around and began looking through the side table as quietly as possible.

It was when he happened to look up that he saw Ginny's bed was empty. He panicked; she could be anywhere, she would come back and find him searching through her stuff. He stopped what he was doing and lookedaround the room. It was then that he saw a figure by the window, the moonlight illuminating her face; it was Ginny. She hadn't yet seen him, and she hadn't heard him open the door, so if he hurried, he could get the letter and get out unnoticed.

He still stayed stock still (A/N ha ha say that three times fast) and watched her for a moment. She just sat there, looking out the window. She was sad, he could tell that much, even with the little moonlight that was shining on her. It was then that the moon illuminated more than he had bargained for- One silent tear ran down Ginny's cheek.

Cameron tried with all his might to not feel for her, to not feel sorry or sad or bad about what he was doing. He turned his gaze away and tried to clear his head. He opened a drawer to the desk silently, and there he found the letter from Harry. He snagged it and just as he was about to get out of there, he decided to wait until Ginny went to sleep before opening the door, so she wouldn't see him.

He sat and leaned against it, watching her. She sat at the window for ten more minutes, in which Cam almost fell asleep, but just as he was about to doze off, she got up, wiping her eyes and went over to her bed. He heard her sniffle for a few more mintes, which, he hated to admit, touched him, before he heard her steady breathing.

He opened the door and as soon as he shut it and took a step down, he sat, letting the stairs turn into a slide as he slid to the bottom sadly. At the bottom, he sat for a moment, thinking. Then he got up and the portrait hole opened as he stepped out.

"Took you long enough!" Leah snapped at him right away.

"Sorry, one of them was awake. It took longer than planned. Here," Cam shoved the letter into her hands and said, "Let's just go back to the dorm. I'm tired."

"Cameron, what's wrong with you? This has to be done by morning."

"No, it doesn't. It can wait, alright Leah? I'm not in the mood."

At this, Cameron stalked off toward the stair case and left Leah standing there dumbfounded.

"Fine! I'll do it myself!" Leah called after him. But he wasn't listening.

(A/N okay big plans for the next chapter, which should be up a lot quicker than this one. again, sorry for the wait, but somehting was wrong with my computer and it gave me an error screen every time i tried to log into fanfiction! okay please review, and i have a plot twist for the next chapter. beware)