Hey guys, welcome to chapter four. Sorry for not posting in awhile, i will try to post once, or twice a week from now on. I do not own Harry Potter. I only own Ithaca Francis Fiaca.

I ran. I had to escape. Why didn't he just leave me alone? He just kept... coming, with such anger. I ran for what I knew was my life, if only I could reach the front door.

Of the many things I have learned in this life, the most important was how to deal with my father. The biggest rule was, do NOT upset him...ever. I always took special care to follow this rule, I would make sure the house was spotless, dinner was ready, and anything else he asked me was done, for I could not bear the consequences. If I followed these, the worst I would have to hope for is was a hit, or two. sometimes I could even look forward to being fed. I could live with that, especially the fed part.

But if I broke the rule...I don't even want to remember.

But sadly, my luck had to run out, I had to slip, I had to drop the glass on the ground, and he had to somehow magically get wet. At that point a prayed to every god I knew the name too.

I ran hoping to get away. The door was within centimeters, it teased my fingers with its cool metal. But that's all it was, a tease.

I was yanked onto the floor, hard, and prepared for the beating I knew was going to be issued.

Hours later he was finished. I lay on the cold hard floor, broken and bruised. I was more than sure that allot of bones where broken and my wrist burned where a large, open, jagged cut lay.

I struggled to the kitchen, trying to reach anything that could help me, but everything was so...so...far. The nargles, creatures I could see ever since my mother died, tried to comfort me. I laid their taking in their sight, and basking in the warmth of the only thing I knew would never leave, or forsake me. I just prayed that death would be kind, and let me die. Soon I lost consciousness.

Luna sat up, bumping into the Pomfrey, knocking her tray of medicine and other things to the ground.

"Are you okay dear? That looks like it hurt," the Mediwitch knelt down, and picked up the scattered assortment of items.

Luna rubbed her head, while muttering an apology. Soon the items where back where they belonged. Madam Pomfrey looked through the bottles before selecting a dark purple one.

"Drink this, it will help heal some of your cuts, and may even get rid of a few scars. But I'm afraid some of your scars will be with you for life. Luna unconsciously rubbed the scar on her left wrist.

Madam Pomfrey saw Luna's gesture, but showed no signs of seeing it. "So far you are healing nicely, and your friend Ithaca promised to come and visit you. But I will not allow her to come in if you do not get some more rest." Luna sighed. "Now get some sleep."

Luna guessed that some things just wouldn't change with the Madam Pomfrey.

XOXOXOXOX

Today was the long awaited Hogsmeade trip. Typically Ithaca wouldn't have gone without Luna, but she was running low on candy and ingredients for her pranks. So this was a emergency visit. She doubted she could have gone another day without sugar. She shuddered at the thought.

Ithaca was currently browsing the shelves of the famous candy store, Honey Dukes. She examined a small box. It was labeled cockroach clusters. The name made her remember a not so pleasant memory in a hotel she once stayed at, so she hastily placed it back, in disgust, and moved to the next shelf. She decided that the new purple honey squares, on display, where worth a try.

She weaved through the crowded store, picking up other assorted candies, before making her way to the cash register.

She went to pay for her things when she bumped into someone. Her candies fell out of her hand all over the floor.

Ithaca and the boy she bumped into started picking up the items.

"I'm so sorry" the boy said. "i should have been paying better attention. He handed her the last honey cube, and picked up the bag.

Ithaca looked at the boy. The boy, she couldn't really call him that, the young man looked a year older, but was just an inch shorter than her, and looked unhealthily skinny. He had unruly raven hair, and piercing green eyes, that had the look of seeing too much. The most noticeable feature though was a pale lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

Ithaca couldn't for the life of her remember what the scar meant. Perhaps she read about it in a book, or heard about it from the schools 'grape vine'. Ithaca knew that it was something important to do with England, and the magical world.

The boy gave a shy smile and introduced himself. "Hey. I'm Harry. I'm sorry again for bumping into you. It's just..."

"No need to explain, where cool. My name is Ithaca. I have seen you around, but I never knew who you where". Harry looked puzzled for a second, but quickly looked excited.

"The thing is you look like someone that is important. Should I know you?"

"I am just Harry Potter. I'm no one special." the boy looked happy for some unknown reason.

"Well its nice meeting you, hope to see you again. I have to visit someone in the hospital wing now." she paid for, and collected her things. Harry reminded Ithaca of someone. she just didn't know who though.

"Later" the boy said. Soon he rejoined his two friends, outside of the shop.

XOXOXOXOX

Ithaca entered the Hospital wing. She found the nurse trying to shove a potion down Luna's throat without, any luck.

"I know it smells, and tastes terrible, but you have to drink it" Luna tried to wiggle from the Mediwitch's, surprisingly firm grasp. "The potion will help replenish the blood you have lost." Luna began to protest, the Mediwitch seeing her opening forced Luna to drink it. Luna looked sick, and had a look of pure disgust.

"There that wasn't so bad, was it?" Luna just glared. The nurse noticed Ithaca, standing at the door.

"Come in child, you can spend some time with your friend, but try not to excite her too much." with that said, Madam Pomfrey went to take care of other patients. (You really thought Luna was the only patient?)

Ithaca sat down in a chair next to Luna's bed, and placed the bag of Honey Dukes candies down on the bed. Luna rummaged through the bag settling on some of the honey cubes, and a couple of fig roots.

"So …do you remember me?" afraid of the answer, she looked down and fumbled with the wrapper of one of the Purple honey cubes she selected. The cube transfigured into a bee, and flew away, thus forcing her to look up. At this very moment she was not too happy with her candy selection.

Luna smiled. "Of course, I could never forget you." The purple candy bee landed on Luna's head, causing her to grin. Ithaca smiled. Maybe the honey cubes where not such a bad selection.

Don't those candy bees always come at the right time? Hope you guys enjoyed. I want to thank Alice the Strange for reviewing, and giving me helpful advice, a well as being a great beta. Remember to review everyone!

P.S who ever can tell me what flavor the honey cubes are, will win a prize.