Faith sat at a table in the Great Hall, her mind spinning with thoughts. She knew Jordan had been having episodes of those terrible nightmares, but it was starting to bother her more. He could never get any sleep at all, and he'd been mumbling to himself a lot more often lately. And that, specifically was troubling because of who she thought was taking over…

"Hey, Faithy!" A cheerful voice of someone sliding in next to her roused her from her thoughts, and her frown immediately turned to a grin.

"Hullo, Miles," Faith responded, turning to face the dark-haired, glasses-wearing seventh year that she considered to be a brother.

"What's up?" he asked nonchalantly, taking out a jar of Nutella from goodness knows where.

"Oh nothing much... " she mumbled distantly, twirling a lock of her red and white hair mindlessly. Miles frowned, sticking the spoon in his mouth and then pulling it out slowly, as if to get every drop of Nutella in his mouth.

"Really? Well, you don't look fine, that's for sure…" He trailed off for a second, before his eyes went wide. "Are you having nightmares again?!"

"No! No, no… well, yes, actually, but I'm fine. It's… it's Jordan I'm worried about…" she said with a sigh, leaning her head on her fist. His very worried and concerned expression faded back into a frown as he took another spoonful from the jar and stuck it in his mouth.

"And why's that?"

"Well, he-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Jordan plopped down in front of them with a sigh, ignoring the whispering going on from the students behind them. Let's just say, that it's very rare to see a Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff sit together at the same table.

"Hey, guys…" Jordan yawned, running a hand through his already messy black hair, his bright green eyes faded to a duller color due to exhaustion.

Faith passed him a smile, and Miles did the same, both not quite sure exactly what to say.

"Hi, Jordan," Faith finally said, breaking the slightly awkward silence. Miles glared jokingly at Jordan, pointing his spoon at him, and nodding.

"Nutella stealer."

All three of them laughed at that, including Jordan, who hadn't really laughed at all in weeks.

"So, what are you two doing after classes today?" Miles asked, looking down at the sweet confection that was packaged in a jar. Jordan shrugged.

"I dunno… hang out, read a book together… maybe go to our spot…" he said, twirling his wand on the table. Faith looked up at him with a concerned frown.

"Sorry to change the subject, but Jordan, you should probably go get something to eat… you haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday."

Jordan gave an exasperated sigh. "I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat. We already went through this, Faith."

She put her hands up in surrender, her eyes wide. "Okay, okay, alright, Mr. Grumpy Pants." Jordan smiled slightly at that, rubbing his forehead.

"Sorry, Wise Girl… I'm just really tired…"

"Yeah, we can all tell," Miles mumbled in response. Jordan shot him a glare, his eyes glowing a slight purple.

"Shut up, Miles." Faith laughed nervously, standing up.

"You know, classes are going to start soon, we should probably go…"

Jordan and Miles both stood up slowly, Miles still stuffing his face and Jordan still glaring at him intently. Faith grabbed Jordan's arm, and started down the hallway, pulling him away from Miles, who was going the opposite direction. Once they were far enough down the hallway, she stopped, stood in front of him for a second, her eyes narrow slits, and then slapped him right across the face. The purple disappeared from his eyes instantly, as a hand flew up to the side of his face, which was now a bright red.

"OW! What the heck was that for?!"

Faith continued glaring at him. "Purple. Eyes."

Jordan instantly shut his mouth, swallowing hard, before looking at the ground and mumbling a "Sorry…" She just sighed, taking his hand, a soft expression coming over her face.

"You've just got to be careful, alright? We don't want you-know-who taking over."

"Alright…" Jordan said quietly, nodding. Faith smiled, and then started tugging him down the corridor to their first class.

So, chapter two! We're beginning to see a little bit of Jordan's insanity coming out... hmmmm... DUN. DUN. DUUUUUUUNN.

Okay, I'm a weirdo, ignore me.

~Raven