Hi! Okay, you all are found out!!!! I do read my stats, and those of you who aren't reviewing think its okay… well, ppl, I decide how this thing goes, and I will not finish it (at least not put it up…I already have it finished…or do I?) unless you all review. So, if I don't have 1 review by Tuesday, I am not going to update for two weeks. In which my story will get buried under all the other old, not updated in 4ever stories. I want to know my audience here!

"I'm-er-sorry, but what's your name?" Harry asked queasily, thinking he really would lose his mind if this day didn't stop moving so fast. He needed time to think.

She stood up and brushed herself off, looking incredibly sexy as she did this. Harry found himself staring, and he looked away very quickly, cursing himself for noticing her dragon tattoo under her nightgown. He wanted very badly to see the whole thing, not covered by the gossamer nightgown. He blushed.

"Harry, you don't remember me do you?" She asked smiling, because she had noticed his lustful stare, and because she thought he was incredibly sexy as well.

He blushed again, this time because she was grinning and walking over to him slowly, making him stare at her beautiful body. "It's me Harry." She said, smiling sadly. Gods she can change her expression fast, thought Harry.

"Cho Chang. Remember?"

Harry's mouth dropped open, and he immeadiately clamped it shut, surprised and confused. What would Voldemort want with Cho?

"Harry." Cho said, staring into his eyes. "Why did we ever stop going out?"

"I-er-erm." Harry said, not sure what to say to a person who could be insane. He definitely didn't think it a good idea to tell her that she was a shallow bimbo in fifth year.

"I know Harry. I was." She smiled, lifting one eyebrow.

Oh, great. Another one who knows legilmens, Harry thought, annoyed.

"But, are you telling me that you weren't insensitive at all?"

"Yes, I suppose I was." Harry said, remembering his meeting with Rita and Hermione.

"Harry?" She was dangerously close; he felt her breath on his chest. He swallowed.

"Yes?"

"I miss you. I think about you all the time. I dream about you, saving me from him, kissing me in the rain afterwards, what would have happened…If we didn't break up."

Harry looked at her, intoxicated. He knew that she was just a pretty face in school, that's why he had liked her.

But was she different now?

"Harry, I want you to know I'm not just some bimbo anymore." She kissed him. "I want you."

She kissed him again, forcing her tongue in his mouth. "And I need you. Help us all."

With that, she walked out of the room. Before she left, she said, not turning around, "Maybe I'll let you see the dragon next time." Harry felt his face burning, and he went over to the bed.

He laid down, confused. Who else was taken from suicide? He hoped no one that he knew had any problems; he couldn't deal with problems right now.

Harry looked around. He had a dresser next to his bed. He sat up and opened the top drawer. Inside were the clothes that he was wearing yesterday; he was now wearing hospital garments. Yesterdays clothes were washed and pressed, smelling clean and germfree. Next to his pants and shirt were his shoes and a fancy looking notebook. Harry picked it up. It had a hard black cover that had been worn down with many words and drawings. Harry read some of them. 'Dieing is painless; they make it look bad.' Harry frowned. This didn't make any sense. Maybe this person was one of those crazy poets? He looked at a picture drawn under that. It was of a lion, running toward an animal and killing it. The animal looked like a badger, but it turned into a deer when Harry looked closer. When Harry looked even closer, it changed into a set of words, which Harry found frustrating to read, because the lion was constantly biting at them. Harry finally figured out the second to last word when someone walked into the room.

Harry didn't know why, but he threw the book into the dresser and laid in his bed as if he hadn't been doing anything.

When the person came closer, he saw that it was the Healer who had been talking to him before. "Potter and Skeeter. Then…" She looked at her clipboard, "Electon and Crabbe." She looked at Harry and a woman across the room, and said, "Follow me, we are going to the evaluation room, where you will be categorized either sane insane or multiple personalities." She looked at the clipboard again, "At least that's what the choices for you two are." She looked at them expectantly.

Harry wasn't shocked to see Rita Skeeter in the room with him. Personally, he thought her insane the day he met her… He just didn't say anything.

Rita saw Harry staring at her, and she pointed at him, glaring. "Don't you judge me, Potter! One word of this, and your insanity is all over the world in one night! Got that?" She hissed, and Harry backed up slightly, even though she was on the other side of the room.

Pansy looked at them behind her mask and smiled. "Shall we get going?" She asked, expectantly.

okay, hola! Its moi, and I am still writing for you. I just ask that you review when you read. I know you read, because I see the stats on my stories! Ok, I wanted to tell you all that I have three other stories authored, so this is like my little ode to them, ok? Well, ive got one story, called Hermione's rage, and that one, I wrote for the main purpose of telling ppl who I think hermiones gonna end up with. Now, another story I wrote is called suicidal endings, and no I am not suicidal in real life, it just sounds really good in a story. Suicidal endings is my best next to this, and it is a poem. You should read it, and I'm not asking you to review for that one, because I know its super good, not to get a big head or anything. My other is a Greek mythology one, again in teen. Its ok, I really wrote it for school ages ago. I found it in my documents and it made sense to put it up. My stories mostly go to hp though, and this is my first m rated. I will never write anything rated k, because I don't write baby stuff, ok? Yeah, and if you have stories you think I might be interested in, pm me and I will try to read it that day! Ok? Well please review, for the last time, because it drives me crazy when you don't and not that many ppl read the story.ok, well, off to read, so have fun! I know this one is longer than the others, and im sorry, I'll try making them longer and more in depth. I dunno. I don't even know if this is a good story. Ugh, I am so mad! If you don't review, this means that you think my story sucks, ok? Humph.