"I think we agree; Potter's actions were heroic. But the question is, why were they necessary?" a Scottish female voice spoke. "Why, indeed?" A wise, old voice spoke. "This appears to be a gift, Horace. You don't remember who gave you this bottle?" The man questioned. "Which by the way possesses remarkably subtle hints of liquorice and cherry... when not polluted with poison." I opened my eyes slowly, only to be blinded by the light. I lift up my hand and rub my eyes where a headache had sat itself. "Sir Bethany's awake!" A female voice runs through the room. A rush of footsteps reaches my ears causing me to wince. Everything seemed to be ten times louder than it should be. "How are you feeling sweetie?" A woman asks, taking my hand off my head and replacing it with her hand. The woman seemed to be a nurse by what she was wearing. She looked oddly familiar in the red and white clothing of hers.

"Where -" I try to speak but am greeted with a husky voice and trouble speaking.

"You're in the hospital wing, dear." The nurse said. "She has a bit of fever." She spoke to the others before going into a cupboard to collect something. When she returned she had two bottles in her hand. "Drink these dear. They will get rid of the headache and your fever." She spoke handing them to me.

"How are you feeling Beth?" A girl with hazel eyes and brown curly hair questioned, Hermione Granger? I ignore her, looking round the place before drinking whatever was in the bottles. As soon as I consumed what was in the bottle I felt my headache and my fever disappear. I lift up my hand and look at them; there were no burn marks in sight. A frown etched itself onto my face. I pull up the long blue sleeves to look at my forearms. They were clear as well. "Is everything okay, Miss Hart?" The wise old man asked me. I looked at him from head to toe. His blue robes dragged along the floor as he walked to the foot of my bed, his white beard reached the belt of robed and his white hair was longer than mine. His pale blue stood out the most; they were wise and had a certain twinkle in them. Then something in my mind clicked. I was looking at the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore! I look round at the other people in the room. A man that looked like a walrus, Horace Slughorn, Green eyes, Untidy black hair, lightening scar; Harry Potter, Long ginger hair and brown eyes; Ginny Weasley, Her brother; Ronald Weasley, in the bed that Ginny was sitting next too. A man stood with a serious look on his face, his hooked nose reached out from his face. Greasy black hair reached his shoulder and his clothing was all black making him look quite scary. I was standing in front of my favourite Harry Potter character; Severus Snape. I gasp loudly before jumping out of the bed, stepping back. "Miss hart! You shouldn't be out of bed!" The nurse shouted, running over to me. I bit my lip; fear was electrocuting my body, making it shake. Still stepping back to get away from them, I then reached the wall. I whimper as I slide to the floor, bringing my knees to my chest and bury my face into them.

"There is nothing to fear Miss Hart" Dumbledore spoke smoothly while walking towards me.

"What happened to me?" I whisper in my husky voice.

"You were poisoned Miss Hart." The slow, deep voice of Severus Snape spoke. "I must say you and Mister Weasley are lucky to be alive. You must be thankful to Potter's quick thinking." I stare at Professor Snape in the eye and notice something twinkle beneath the black abyss of his eyes. What was it? I break eye contact and I glance round and look at Harry, who seemed to be a bit uncomfortable. Still biting my lip, I slowly stand up, using my hand to hold onto the wall. "Miss Hart, I really think you should get into bed. You need to rest." Dumbledore spoke softly. I nod slowly before taking a step towards the bed I was resting in but after my first step, I fell to the floor at Dumbledore's feet. "Severus; could to please help Miss Hart to her bed. The poison must still be in her system." Dumbledore asked. "I would help myself if I weren't so fragile." He looked down at me and winked, making me smile.

"Very well Headmaster." He replied, handing the bottle to Dumbledore before walking towards me. I felt my face turn red. I quickly tried to get up. "No! It's okay. You don't have to sir!" As I got to my feet, Professor Snape was already at my side. I went to walk away but the weakness in my legs stopped me making me fall again. Snape was quick and caught me before I fell. "You stupid girl!" He shouted, helping me up, I catch his eye and notice the twinkle.

"Sorry" I mumble, looking away. Snape placed a hand on my right shoulder almost too gently and held onto my left forearm. But as he gripped onto it, pain shot through the arm making me wince and pull away. "Something wrong Miss Hart?" He asked still holding onto my right shoulder. I glance down my forearm, my eyes widened at the sight. The burns that had not been there when I woke up had appeared, Body fluid seeped down my arm. The pain was unbearable. "What on earth has happened Miss Hart?" Snape questioned. "Headmaster, look at this." Snape said quickly. Dumbledore walked over and looked at my arms. "This is quite questionable. I-" Harry then cut Dumbledore off.

"Those weren't there last night" Making everyone look at him. "I know for a fact! Bethany had a strappy top on with her jumper around her waist; she had tied her jumper around her waist when I asked her to me take Ron to Professor Slughorn."

So I've been here for a while but for how long. Did I have a family? A boyfriend? Who were my friends? Judging by what Harry is saying. I must be friends with him.

Snape spun sharply and looked me in the eyes, the twinkle was there again. I then found out what the twinkle was, it was fear. Why would Professor Snape fear for me? "Did something happen to you at any time?" He questioned. "No sir! Not that I know of" I mumbled, closing my eyes. A thing I did when I lied.

"You are lying!" Snape shouted.

"I'm not!

"You are Miss Hart! Don't think I haven't noticed your habits, I've been teaching you and been your head of house for over five years!" He explained. My eyes widened, I was in Slytherin?

"Did something happen to you Miss Hart? At anytime, even in a dream"

"Well..." I bit my lip; I was quite scared to tell this story. "I dreamt I was in a muggle building and it caught on fire and someone died." I stopped. Something from my memory was missing. Who died? Why am I feeling depressed about the death of that person? What on earth has happened to me?

"Yes Miss Hart?" Dumbledore pushed on.

"I tried saving the person. But the building collapsed, while in doing so, killing me." I mumble the last part.

"Hmm. I will need to think more of this but first Miss Hart. You must rest; you have had a very trying day." Snape helped me into bed before trying to heal my wounds but they didn't. Once Snape removed them from my forearms, they appeared straight after. Snape frowned at this and looked away to Dumbledore who was also frowning. "This is very questionable." He mumbled.

"Headmaster!" Slughorn shouted with fear upon his face. "I had intended to give the drink as a gift myself." I sat and watched Dumbledore hand the bottle to Snape who sniffed it. "To whom, I might ask?" Dumbledore asked.

"To you, Headmaster." Slughorn mumbled. A pregnant silence settled within the room, I start biting my lip again and subconsciously start picking at the burns. "Miss Hart, stop that." Snape spoke softly.

"Sorry, it's just irritating."

"That means it's healing, you must leave it alone."

"Yes sir."

"Where is he? Where's my Won-won? Has he been asking for me?" Lavender Brown runs in screeching. I snort a laugh and turn away with a smirk on my face. "What's she doing here?"

"I might ask you the same question." Hermione snapped while standing up.

"I happen to be his girlfriend." Lavender spoke stepping forward.

"Is Ron not allowed to have female friends?" I snapped before I could think.

"I beg your pardon." Lavender looked shocked.

"Hermione has been friends with Ron since first year; she should at least be allowed to see him. Just because you snog his face off doesn't mean you can control who his friends are" I snapped making everyone in the room stare at me. "Don't make me laugh. They haven't spoken in weeks." She turns to Hermione. "I suppose you want to make up now that he's all interesting." Lavender spoke, making me roll my eyes. I then look at the teachers who all looked a bit awkward making me giggle. "I suppose you think you can act the best now that you're in the bed, seeming as since you've started you've never been here, I expect you lover to be here soon, then you can do what you want with him" Lavender snapped. Confused, I opened my mouth to speak but Hermione beat me to it. "He's been poisoned, you daft dimbo! And for the record, I've always found him interesting." Hermione spoke glancing round at the teachers. Ron then grunted. "Ah See? He senses my presence." Lavender said making me snort again. I then sense someone looking at me; I look up to see Snape glaring at me with a smirk on his face making me smile. I could tell that he was finding this amusing. "Her my knee" Ron mumbled making Hermione and Lavender lean in. "Hermione" Lavender looks at Hermione, who is looking pleased, and runs out sobbing. I couldn't help but giggle.

"Oh, to be young and to feel love's keen sting. Well, come away, everybody. Mr. Weasley is well tended." Dumbledore says while guiding everyone out. Snape catches my eye and nods. I smile and nod back, watching him walk away. "About time, don't you think?" Ginny asks Harry while leaving making him laugh. Hermione looks at Harry. 'Oh, Shut up." She mumbles while smiling. She then turns to me and smiles before looking at Ron, making me giggle. I and Hermione talked about thing while she sat and held Ron's hand. Just by sitting here and talking to her, I noted that we must have been good friends seeing how comfortable she was around me.

Later, Hermione then left for dinner, I sat in bed looking at Ron wondering what happened and how I got here. The doors to the wing then opened and someone walked in. Someone whom I had never thought you come in here. "Never thought I'd see the day that you'd be in here Hart" A smirked reached the boys face but his grey eyes didn't shine with humour. "Draco?" I asked, quickly.

"The one and only." He said with the empty smile, which made me frown. "Something wrong Hart?"

"I should be asking you that" I said before thinking making him frown.

"What?"

"Something's wrong. What is it?"
"None of your business." He snapped.

"Sorry." I mumble, looking away.

"It's okay. How are you feeling?" He asked making me confused. Draco never seemed liked this in the films. Why is he like it now? "I'm okay, I feel a lot better." I reply smiling. Draco reaches over and strokes my cheek. Something I never thought he'd do. I shivered slightly while leaning into his touch, but something happened when he did, something that shocked the hell out of me. Everything went black.