A/N: I am so sorry for the delay, I was at camp for a week (which I completely forgot to mention), and then I was very busy for a few days. I promise I haven't abandoned the story. As you have probably noticed by now, this fic does not follow the books exactly, and I've majorly screwed with the character's personalities.

Warnings: Who really cares? But for the record… some profanity. I think that's it.

Needing You

Tears, Fights, and the Rumor Mill

Sunday morning found Draco splayed on the floor, looking confusedly up into Jasmine's wide blue eyes. "Ow."

"Oh Draco, I am so sorry, I was just surprised is all. I woke up in a strange bed with someone holding me and I freaked out. Are you alright?" By now, Draco's look of shock had been replaced with a smirk of laughter and amusement at Jasmine's erratic hand motions.

"Jas. Jas. Jas! I'm alright. It's a good thing Malfoys do not bruise easily. How about I escort you to your common room so you can change into some clean and unwrinkled clothes? Then we can go down to breakfast," Draco said, standing up and rummaging through his extensive wardrobe for a neat and pressed outfit. Jasmine had finally calmed down and was sitting on Draco's bed, thinking of yesterday's events and the position she woke up in.

"Alright. Draco?"

"Yes?" he called from inside the bathroom where he was changing.

"Will you come with Amy and I to talk to Professor Dumbledore about the Harry situation? I am planning on telling Amy at breakfast," Jas bit her bottom lip, dreading the thought of seeing them at the first meal of the day.

"Of course I will, and I am sure Amy will too," Draco replied, stepping out of the bathroom dressed to perfection and hairstyle fit for a prince. Jas almost laughed, but refrained in fear of hurting his feelings.

Sneaking up to the Ravenclaw quarters was not difficult, seeing as most people were still in bed. However, the moment Jas stepped foot in the common room, she was pounced upon by a harried Amy. "Where have you been? I have been sick with worry ever since you did not show up after Hogsmeade. Did you get lost? Did You-Know-Who come back to life and try to kill you? Are you hurt?" Jas stopped Amy's frantic questionings, assuring she was alright, Voldemort was still dead, and she had spent the night with Draco. Amy suddenly noticed Draco standing behind Jas, eyes wandering around the cozy room. Seeing Amy's new look, Jas reassured her it was all innocent sleeping, nothing worth murdering Draco for. Draco and Amy waited as Jas ran up to her dorm to change and get ready for the day.

"Let's go to breakfast now, there is something I have to tell you about yesterday," Jas said, bounding down the steps to the common room.

The three set off down the stairs to the Great Hall making small talk, different thoughts racing through each one's head. Draco headed off to the Slytherin table and Blaise, keeping a lookout for Pothead, Weasel, and the Mudblood. Amy and Jas settled in for a long talk over hot mochas (thanks to a handy little charm Jas had picked up) and bagels.

By the time the rest of the school had filtered in, Amy knew the whole story and had an evil glint in her hazel eyes. She agreed to come with the blondes to Dumbledore's office after breakfast. Signaling to Draco they were finished, the two Ravenclaws stood up to meet the Slytherin Prince. Flanked by her two best friends, Jas was led the way to the stone gargoyle which marked the entrance to the headmaster's office.

"Shit, I don't know the password," Amy cursed.

"I don't know it either," Draco sighed.

"I do. Dumbledore told me the first day I arrived." The others stared at Jas's cool expression. "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious." More blank stares. "What? None of you have ever seen Mary Poppins? That's a shame," said Jas as she dragged the clueless teens up the stairs. Jas politely knocked on the office door.

"Enter, please. Ah! Miss Hattori, Miss Cox, Mr. Malfoy, what can I do for you? Please, sit. Lemon drop? No? Hmm." Dumbledore popped one into his own mouth and motioned for the kids to begin.

"Sir, as you may have already known, I have been dating Harry Potter for a few weeks. Yesterday in Hogsmeade," here Jasmine faltered a little, but was comforted by Draco's squeeze of the hand. "Yesterday in Hogsmeade, Harry led me to the Shrieking Shack and tried to… he tried to rape me, sir. I fought him off and ran, but his friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, saw me and said some mean things to me. I thought I should alert you to what happened and you could make the correct disciplinary actions."

"Miss Hattori, I would greatly appreciate it if you wouldn't lie to me. Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world for Merlin's sake. How dare you accuse him of such a thing! The poor boy has enough to deal with besides a lying girl desperate for his attention. Fifty points from Ravenclaw, Miss Hattori!" Dumbledore's eyes were ice cold and his expression set into a deep frown.

The three students sat stunned for a moment before Draco pulled a crying Jas and an angry Amy from the room.

"He, he didn't believe me," Jas muttered, too upset to be angry.

"Oh Jas, I'm so sorry. What he said to you was uncalled for," Amy started, but was quickly cut off by a fuming Draco.

"Damn right it was uncalled for! I'll get that bloody bastard fired. We should tell Severus and my father, they will work something out," Draco practically growled, hugging Jasmine closer to his side. As they rounded the corner, the Golden Group came into sight. The two sets of trios stood off against one another, one side pissed off, and the other side with triumphant smiles.

"Well if it isn't Jasmine the Whore, I was wondering when you would come crawling back to me," said Harry, trying to make eye-contact with a stone-faced Jasmine.

Jasmine's head snapped up and she lashed out, striking Potter right between the eyes. Before anyone could react, she kneed him where it hurt, right in the baby-maker, as she like to call it. The war was on. Draco took care of Ron, who was trying to get to Jas, while Amy lit into the bushy-haired menace of a witch, who had pulled out her wand to do some damage. Potter's gang didn't even stand a chance. After beating them to a pulp and coming off with only a scratch or bruise here and there, they headed along their way. Of course the Trio would be alright, it was only a split lip or a dislocated shoulder or two, but the way they were wailing it seemed like they had been hit with an Unforgivable.

"Pussys." Seamus commented as he walked by, having heard what Ron and Hermione had said to Jasmine at the Three Broomsticks. Since then, he had no respect for his old friends. In fact, none of the seventh year boys had any respect for the Trio anymore.

When Jas, Amy, and Draco finally arrived at Severus' quarters, they were about ready to collapse from exhaustion. Severus simply lifted an eyebrow and stepped aside to let the three in, guiding them to a long couch in the sitting room. Still silent, he conjured tea for them all and sat down in his favorite chair, waiting for an explanation. Seeing their slightly battered appearance, he also did a few healing on them.

Since Jasmine wasn't ready to explain everything again, Draco took over as storyteller. From the Shrieking Shack to the Three Broomsticks to Dumbledore's office to the most recent encounter with the Gryffindors, Draco explained everything. Snape, too, was enraged. However, he did not let his emotions flow about as freely as the students.

"Dear, dear, this is a problem. Miss Hattori, Fifty-one points for bravery, defense, and kicking Potter's arse." At the student's incredulous looks, Severus simply smirked. "Draco, Miss Cox, I would like you to escort Miss Hattori to places as much as possible; try not to find yourself alone. Also, try not to provoke them, Granger is smart (for a Gryffindor), and Potter did not defeat the Dark Lord with a simple tickling charm. Be careful, all three of you. Oh yes, and thirty points from Gryffindor for assault and stupidity. How about a light lunch?"

"You are officially the coolest professor here," Amy said, barely able to keep a straight face.

After a delicious meal, Snape conjured three cots for the tired students to nap in. While the two girls flopped in them immediately, Draco carefully arranged himself on one in the most dignified manner he could muster. He was a Malfoy, after all. Severus left for his study in the adjacent room to fail papers.

Two hours later Severus woke the children, shooing them out with orders to either go to their common rooms or bother Peeves. Though the Peeves idea seemed tempting, they really did not want to deal with Filch later on. So the three trekked back to Draco's Head Boy dorm and wrote letters. Draco wrote to his father about everything that had happened; Amy wrote to Seamus because she wanted to bring him into the 'circle of friends'; and Jas wrote a letter to an anonymous person, not telling Draco or Amy who it was for. Finally bored with that, Draco ordered a house elf to summon their owls to them and eventually got the letters sent out.

Deciding to explore some more of the castle before dinner, Jas and Amy left Draco to his own devices before setting out. It turned out to be a strange excursion. Everyone they would pass gave them odd looks and whispers broke out behind their backs. The sixth time this happened, Jas snapped and finally asked a fourth-year Hufflepuff what was up. The answer she got was surprising.

"Don't talk to me, slut. I heard what you did to Harry."

"Excuse me?"

"Honestly, sleeping with half the sixth-year population? That is really low. And he thought you loved him. You're such a whore."

"The hits just keep on coming," thought Jas, having no more tears left to cry. Amy quickly led her away to avoid a confrontation. But wherever she went, she couldn't escape the rumors. All sorts of crazy things were being said.

She had tried to knife Hermione, she tried to give Ron a blow job, she slept with half the school, she was anorexic, she sent Ginny Weasley and Cho Chang death threats, and even something as absurd as she was Voldemort's daughter who ate live chickens and could burst into flame at will.

"This is absolutely ridiculous. I'm sure it will all blow over in a couple days. There is no way anybody could believe this shit," said Amy, greatly comforting a worried Jas. "Let's go to dinner."

Even though they were both anxious over what would happen in the Great Hall, they put on their warrior faces and braved the school. For the most part, the other students ignored her. Many of them, however, decided to keep the rude comments and rumors going around. Draco kept sending the two Ravenclaws worried glances, disappointed he could not be over there to protect them. Even the teachers, besides Dumbledork and Severus, had noticed a change in the student body. Everyone seemed to be on edge that night.

After dinner, Jas, Amy, Seamus, Dean, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy decided to spend the remaining three hours before curfew in the library, catching up on homework due the next day. After a brief period of awkwardness, the seven loosened up and found they enjoyed each other's company. After an hour or so, Jas got up to find a book on vampiric lore for the Defense Against the Dark Arts essay she was writing.

Fifteen minutes later and the whole table noticed Jasmine's prolonged absence. Frantic, they all got up to find her. A few seconds later and an anguished cry came from one of the stacks. All arrived on the scene moments later to see an unconscious (once again) Jas sprawled across the floor, seemingly not breathing.

A/N: I really am sorry it took this long to get up. This chapter was ten pages when I wrote it but it didn't turn out that long on the computer. Also, parts of this chapter are light when the situation is kind of dark… I'm not sure why it happened but it did.

Spoilers for next chapter: We will find out what Jas's illness is… but whether she survives or not is in question. There will be two guest appearances, but I'm not disclosing that information to the public quite yet.

Thanks again all of you people who are reading my story. Please review.