"I was about to kill him. I can't believe she didn't tell me about this, she didn't tell any of us about this! She tells us everything!"

"Maybe she didn't want us to worry about her, Harry."

"Hermione's right, I mean we all know how she is mate. She puts on a smile and keeps to herself, although I think that she may break that habbit considering."

As I came to I heard Ron, Hermione, and Harry talking. I opened my eyes. I thought I was in the hospital, I wasn't sure. Harry was sitting to my right, Ron and Hermione to my left. Harry saw I was awake.

"Jess, can you hear us?"

"Harry,...Ron, Hermione," I sat up, cringing in pain. My back was sore and bruised from what happened.

"Where am I?"

"In the hospital, do you remember what happened?" Hermione asked.

I stayed silent for a moment. "Do you know what happened?" I asked in reply. Hermione touched my arm with sympathy, I looked down. I felt so embarrassed, ashamed and violated. Without even realizing, a tear rolled down my cheek. I quickly brushed it away.

Harry put his hand on mine. I looked at him. "Jess, why didn't you tell us about this?"

"Because everyone has enough to worry about. Contrary to what did happen, before I passed out I had a vision."

"What did you see?" asked Hermione.

"It was Malfoy who attacked me last month. Voldemort sent him to attack me and in return he would..." I bit my lip, and took a deep breath. "Anyway, Draco wasn't in his right mind. I mean the intention was his, but Voldemort, sort of possessed him. And the blade of the knife that cut me, it was cursed, with his blood." They all looked at me worried. I rolled down my sleeve and held my arm. "This mark, it's to connect me directly to Voldemort. It's so he can try to control me."

"Has he?" said Ron.

"No, but God only knows if or when he will." There was a moment of awkward silence. I made a pained noise as my arm started to bleed again. Harry grew alarmed. "Madam Pomfrey!" he called. She rushed over, I was in a daze. My eyes where darting. I was having a vision.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I saw Voldemort trying to reach for something, and orb. In the Department of Mysteries. Then the scene shuttered fom that to me hugging Harry. Then I me looking in a mirror trying to button my shirt. The shirt opened to reveal a desdended belly, I was pregnant.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I blinked and snapped out of the daze. I was going to get pregnant. "Dear are you alright?" Pomfrey said. I looked up at her then glanced around at the others, speachless.

I nodded, "Y-yeah,"

"What did you see?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing, just the same as always, nothing different." Harry stared at me questioningly. I hoped he didn't see what I saw.

I has in the hospital for a 2 weeks because I caught the flu after I was supossed to be reseased. At least we thought it was the flu. Hermione told me that they had decided to recruit members to teach defensive spells to. I suggested that we call it Dumbledore's Army. Obviously the name stuck. They waited another week after I was discharged to hold the meeting and make sure word got out.

Once everyone was gathered they finally believed us, and Dumbledores Army was born. Although one thing did make the event a little upsetting, for me at least. Harry and Cho couldn't keep there eyes off of each other. I knew Harry had feelings for me, but at that time his feelings for Cho were just the smallest bit stronger. Even though in the back of my mind I knew we'd eventually be together, it didn't help the fact that I was hurting now.

Even though we had a class, we still needed a classroom. So the next day afternoon in the Commonroom, we talked of places where Umbridge couldn't find out.

"Okay so the Dark Forest and Shreiking Shack are out of the question, any other ideas?" Said Harry.

"What about the catecombs?" I asked

"That's a good fallback, but we don't need a first year ending up in Hogsmead."

"Good point." Just then Neville game in running and stopped short. "Neville," I said.

He spoke gasping for air, "I-I think I found something."

Neville lead the way, at a bit of a run, to the room of requirement. Hermione explained the rooms purpose I nudged Neville. "Well done Neville." He looked away smiling slightly.

Neville was one of my best friends aside from Ron, Harry and Hermione. I also knew that he had a bit of a crush on me. I always felt bad having him see me choose Harry over him. But I knew that he found a liking in Luna. I was happy for him.

The first class that Harry taught really let everyone see what they were capable of. It was quite inspiring to witness. And a bit funny, especially when Hermione stunned Ron. When my turn came Ron stood at the other end and ran. "What's wrong Ron? Scared of little ol' me," I said. Snickers were heard throughout the room. Then Ron flipped me the bird then stepped up. I raised my eyebrows at him and he smirked. "Stupify" I said. Almost immediatly Ron blocked it and amazed even himself. I grinned at him then caught him off guard, "Supify!"

"Woah!" he yelled as he landed flat on his back. Everyone chuckled but applauded Ron for his prior effort, including me. As the weeks passed everyone was improving and discovering new defences. I aslo started to discover something, not as joyous.

We were in potions class, and I wasn't exactly feeling spectacular. Snape assigned an essay and was taking notes of his own. I knew I was going to get sick so I quickly raised my hand. "Professor," I said. "may I be excused?"

Snape looked up from his work, " He looked at me, "Go."

I got up and ran out of the room. Everyone looked in curiosity and concern. I ran straight for the nearest bathroom and threw up. I went to a sink and wet my face. I looked at the faucet and noticed a snake decor on it. Just then I heard the high pitched voice of a girl.

"Well I never in all my years in a toilet! SHOW YOURSELF!" I turned around and it was Moaning Mertyl. I had gotten sick in her toilet.

"Oh my God Mertl I'm so sorry I-I didn't realize-" She realized it as me and had a sudden change in mood.

"Oh Jessica, no need to apologize. I'm sorry myself for whats happened to you recently, with the Malfoys that is." she said.

"Um, thanks"

"Don't mention it. Hmmm, getting sick at this time of day, so early. That's a bit unusual, isn't it?" She floated away cackling. I looked into the mirror. I looked down and slowly touched my stomach.

I had a montage of visions: I was pregnant, crying in Harry's arms, and giving birth.

I quickly drew back my had. I felt a sting in my arm, it started to bleed. I looked into the mirror. My neck twisted and my reflection showed Voldemort. In the mirror I saw shifting scenes of my prior vision, a baby, my baby, and the Ministry. I started to panic. I grabbed a brick from the floor and threw it at the mirror. It shattered. I fell to the floor, breathing fast. It was true. I was pregnant. And even worse I Voldemort knew. Even I knew I was vulnerable. Maybe this was his plan all along. To break me with fear.