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Ria's POV

Gasping for breath, I stumbled to into the Hospital Wing. My lungs were on fire. I had sprinted, full speed, to the Great Hall, searching for Madame Pomfrey. Only to find she was nowhere in sight. I took off once more, this time towards the staircase, assuming she was roaming the halls, searching for stung students who had run off in the confusion. Of course, I only thought to look in the Hospital Wing last. And it was just my luck, that Madame Pomfrey was sitting, as tidy as ever, behind her desk.

"Madame Pomfrey" I choked out, still breathing heavily, "students…stung…3rd floor…" As soon as the word "stung" left my lips,

She let out and exasperated sigh, snapping her head up.

"Honestly," she muttered, pushing her chair back and standing up, "that Hagrid…" I sighed in relief, at least she wasn't mad at me.

"Where are they again?" she demanded.

"Third floor, left corridor," I responded quickly. With a curt nod, Madame Pomfrey scurried out of the Hospital Wing, with me trailing behind her.

I would have followed her all the way to where Scorp was waiting with Al and Ursula, but a pair of fuming fellow Slytherins unfortunately cut me off. Doing a double take, I recognized them as none other than Molly and Georgia. I groaned and rolled my eyes.

"Can I help you?" I asked sarcastically. Molly smirked, while Georgia simply glared at me maliciously. What happened to the giggling and slightly insane Georgia?

"We just need to have a quick chat," Molly said, now smiling. And let me tell you, that was not a pleasant smile. I was about to respond when Georgia grabbed my arm and dragged me into a nearby broom cupboard.

"What the hell?" I tried to scream, but was cut off as Molly cast a silencing charm, so I settled with flipping them the bird. Georgia sighed and drew her wand, muttering a quick incantation under her breath. I suddenly found myself bound to a chair with ropes thicker than my fist. Molly was the first to approach me, resting her hands on my knees and leaning in close so that her breath tickled my face.

"We just came here to tell you to stay away from Scorpius. He's ours." She waved her wand once more and I got my voice back.

"And what if I don't?" I challenged. I wasn't quite sure where that came from, but decided to roll with it.

And then Molly slapped me across the face. Literally. I saw her hand come down, almost in slow motion. I felt the harsh sting of her palm against my flesh. It was excruciating, but I refused to back down.

"Is that all you got?" I asked, smirking. Molly lifted her hand once more, a wicked glint in her eye. But Georgia grasped her wrist.

"Molly," she hissed, "stop it! There's already a red mark on her cheek! Are you trying to get us caught?"

"Oh please," Molly bit back," dozens of people hate her. It would be virtually impossible to figure out who hit her." I saw Georgia's grip tighten and Molly pale slightly. I guess Georgia wears the pants in the relationship.

"Fine," Molly sighed, lowering her hand. She then faced me, "that was just a taste of what's to come if you don't stay away from Scorpius. Got it?" She dug her wand into my cheek for emphasis and I winced slightly. I could only take so much pain.

I nodded vigorously, trying to convey that I understood; Molly had recast the silencing charm.

"Good," Georgia smiled brilliantly, "Let's go Molly." Molly turned and pouted, clearly wanting to torture me more.

"But I just started!" she whined pathetically. Georgia sighed.

"Molly, you can play later, we have to get to class!" Molly harrumphed once, but followed. Right before she walked into the corridor, Georgia turned to me, "Have fun in the broom cupboard, Mudblood."

Ursula's POV

As soon as Madame Pomfrey was out of earshot, I turned to Scorpius. "Where's Ria?" I demanded, trying to keep a straight face. Madame Pomfrey may have put us back on our feet, but some of the giddiness was still in my system.

"I don't know," Scorpius said, shrugging, "Obviously she got Pomfrey, but I thought Ria would follow her."

I rolled my eyes and sighed. Boys could be so thick sometimes. "Well why don't we go look for her?" I said slowly, annunciating each word clearly, in the way I would explain to a two year old where the bathroom was. Scorpius rolled his eyes in response.

"I'm not stupid, you know," he bit back.

"I beg to differ." His grey eyes glared at me, but I knew he had as much fun with our exchanges as I did.

"Let's just go." He sighed, starting towards the staircase.

"Wait!" I called out, extending my arm, as if that could stop him. Something—or someone—was missing…Albus! How could I be so stupid? I glanced around, searching for the dark haired boy, but he was nowhere in sight. Scorpius didn't seem to think anything was out of the ordinary. He hadn't even noticed Ria was gone, let alone Al. I wanted to say something, they were friends for goodness sake! Didn't he care? I shook my head, pushing away the ever-growing paranoia. Ria and Al would show up eventually, they had to. They just had to.

I jogged over to where Scorp was, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. Nothing seems wrong, I anything, he looked a little dazed, but I shrugged it off. He must have gotten stung too. I wasn't quite sure, seeing as Al dragged me off and we did some…things...I shook my head again, trying to rid myself of the blush that was surely returning.

It was only when Scorp grasped my wrist did I realize we had come to a stop. "What?" I hissed. We were supposed to be looking for Ria.

"Shut up," he whispered, placing a hand over my mouth. My eyes widened and I reached up, aiming to get his hand off my mouth, but one look from him told me all I needed to know. Ria was here, and if we wanted to find her I would have to shut up. I knew she was there too, I could feel it. How had he found her that easily? He'd seemed so… out of it. Glancing around once more, my eyes rested on an almost hidden broom cupboard. I flicked my eyes up to Scorpius and back to the broom cupboard, praying he'd follow my gaze. Thankfully, he did. His eyes widened in understanding and he walked over, his hands releasing both my arm and mouth. I followed him to the door and he stopped, gesturing for me to open the broom cupboard. Reaching for the handle, I froze, my hand not even an inch away, when a cold voice that made my blood turn to ice whispered in my ear.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Half-blood."

Albus' POV

I blinked, my eyes trying to adjust to the sudden darkness. Glancing I around, I tried to deduce where I was. It was dark, damp, and smelled of mold and decay. The Shrieking Shack. It clicked instantly. I remembered hearing my dad talk about with James, the night before he left for Hogwarts last year. It perfectly fit the description provided, plus I always had a way of understanding what Dad meant. I tried to move, but couldn't seeing as someone tied me to a chair and I was without a wand. I tried to remember how I had gotten here, but I came up blank. The last thing I remember was being set down by a surly Madame Pomfrey. I remember Ursula and Scorpius being there, but Ria was gone. Suddenly something moved in the corner of my eye and my head whipped around, my eyes searching the shadows.

"Who's there?" I called out, sounding much braver then I actually was. I swallowed, waiting, but there was no movement. I was alone.

A/N: Shout out to TheCatWithBrownEyes, the most Amazing Beta EVER! thank you SOO much! without her incessant yelling, I probably wouldn't have gotten this chapter done! and that reminds me, GO READ FOUR HOUSES, ONE HOME by her! I Beta it and it's pretty amazing, if I do say so myself! Well, I'll see you all soon my lovelies!

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