A/N: Here I am! I promised an update to RavenclawGirl98, so here it is! I would like to thank all of the reviewers/favoriters/alerters/readers for this story. You rock my socks!

After the incident, me and my group of friends walked to lunch. My side hurt a lot, but I was still hungry, and I shared that with my friends Skyler-style.

"I'm STARVING!" I yelled. Everyone in front of us turned and stared, so I just started laughing. "I'm just telling the truth!" I laughed again.

"You just got kicked by Malfoy, and you're giggling?" Ron asked.

"Like a school-girl—Ahhh!" I tripped and would've landed on my face if it wasn't for Fred, pulling me back into his arms.

"Are you off your rocker?" I ignored his question because he was holding me in a way that no one else ever has. I blushed and once he noticed, his arms gently fell back to his side as he muttered an apology. I looked back at him and my stomach felt a little funky; it definitely wasn't from my hunger.

"Will you two lovebirds hurry it up? I need food!" The two of us jumped at the sudden voice to see that George was leaning against the Great Hall doors, waiting for us.

"Alright, alright, alright! We're coming!" I courageously grabbed Fred's hand and we headed inside the large room. Once we stepped inside, I could smell the aroma of…macaroni and cheese? We saw the Golden Trio and sat next to them; the moment we sat down the food appeared out of nowhere and I jumped, again.

"Well, that's a lot easier than cooking. Neato!" After I took one bite of the macaroni and cheese, my side started hurting, so I immediately grabbed it.

"Kristin, what's wrong? Do I need to take you to the infirmary?" Fred asked with concern in his eyes.

I shook my head. "No! I-I'm not a fan of hospital-like places and I've had a lot harder hits than the one Draco gave me. I did fall face first into an icy creek when I was two, I did fall down a staircase when I was four, I did get my head slammed into a car trunk door when I was five, I—"

"Okay, okay, we get it!" Hermione interrupted. "Malfoy's a wimp, we all know that." I smiled and tried to laugh, but my side hurt even worse. "Wait, Kristin, you're bleeding!"

"Ahhh!" Ron screamed, looking the other way. I guess he doesn't like blood too much. I held my hand on the wound and sure enough, there was blood.

Fred stood up, "Alright, we're going." He held my arm and helped me up.

"Ron! Ron, you can have the rest of my macaroni and cheese!" I yelled as Fred dragged me out of the Great Hall.

"Sweet Merlin's beard!" I heard him exclaim. Once we were in the hallway, I looked down at my side to see that I was bleeding even more.

"I—" I saw Professor Flitwick. "I'm going to try out for your choir, Professor!" Fred looked at me as if I was a lunatic.

"Kristin, nobody's there." I looked back down at the wound and, after a pain spasm, I collapsed on my knees.

"I can't go on." I looked up to see that Fred was trying to pick me up. "There ain't no way. There ain't no way you can…" I blacked out.

I woke up on the same hospital bed that I was on yesterday. My eyelids felt heavy, but I forced them open and all of my friends were at my side.

"How're you feeling?" Luna asked, handing me my glasses.

I put them on. "Thanks, dear. I-I'm feeling a lot better. In fact, I don't feel any pain at all." I turned to Fred. "Dude, you are beastly." He blushed flipped back his red hair.

"It was nothing…Oh, while you were out, I told Professor Flitwick what you told him while you were hallucinating. He says that he'll be glad to have you."

"Yay!" There was a pause. "Can I go back to the dormitory, yet?"

Hermione shook her head. "Madame Pomfrey said that you needed to rest here for the night, but that you should be good to go tomorrow.

"Perfect."

It was the middle of the night when I heard a very distinct scream. I sat up in bed and looked around, but all I could see was pitch-black darkness. The door to the infirmary opened and in the small amount of light, I saw the shadow of Professor McGonagall.

"Miss Lacey, Sirius Black has attacked Ron Weasley.