A/N: You like me! You really like me! Yes, de4d Lady, lease translate. I would be honored. As to the pairing, most likely Harry/Draco. But please, people, keep in mind that this is my first real fic, and I'm super nervous. I also have no idea where this is going to end up, so I might say one thing and then change my mind at the last minute.

Chapter 3: Friend or Foe?

I woke at dawn and was unable to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, we had not gone over what I was going to do while the rest of the school was out and about, since I obviously couldn't risk being seen. I lay there staring at the ceiling for a while, puzzling over my situation. I was dead. That much was obvious. I just couldn't fathom how I managed to wake up. It definitely wasn't a wizard thing, or else everyone would'nt have been so surprised. Maybe it was just a 'me' thing. The strangest things do seem to happen to me. I was still thinking when Snape opened my door.

"What are you doing here?"

He sneered. "Dumbledore insisted that since my rooms are closest to yours, I should bring you something to eat."

Typical Dumbledore. Always trying to get people to work together.

"Well, tell him that while I appreciate the effort, it is unneccessary, and that I am not hungry in the slightest."

He looked at me as if I was insane. "You haven't eaten for two weeks. Surely you must want something."

"Are you concerned for me, sir?" I asked the question mockingly, trying to make him mad.

Snape drew back as if I had hit him. "Of course not, Potter." And with that, he turned around and left, shutting the door loudly on the way out.

I smirked. Well, that got rid of him. Now, what to do for the next few hours until Dumbledore brings Ron and Hermione to see me...

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At ten thirty I noticed the snake. It was a black rat snake. I am not sure how I knew that, but I did. I was curled up in the corner, behind the bedpost. I knelt down to look at it.

-Hello.- It looked up at me.

-It's very rude to wake someone up when they're sleeping. Go away.-

I was persistent. Rude it may be, but I was desperate for conversation. -What's your name?-

-I said go away. I want to go back to sleep.-

-I just wanted to know your name...-

-Go away or I'll bite you.-

I decided to leave it alone after that.

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At three fifteen, just when I was about to lose my mind from boredom, Dumbledore opened my door. He was alone, but explained that Ron and Hermione were just outside the door. He had not told them anything except that there was someone who wanted to see them, and would leave it to me to explain. When he left, Hermione, tentatively opened the door and peered inside.

"Harry?" She was shocked. I heard another voice from behind her.

"What do you mean, 'Harry'? Who is it? Let me through!"

Ron, of course.

They both came through the door at the same time. Then they stopped. And stared.

I smiled. "Hello Ron. Hello Hermione. I'm back."