Guys, I am proud to say that I have finished this third chapter :) its darker than the others...but I think characters grow more attached to each other...

I want to grow the relationship between both of them first :D

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Mia groaned.

Where was she? She opened her eyes and looked around the room she was being held in. She was laid down on a sofa, it wasn't comfortable but at least it was better than the floor.

Her vision was still hazy but she could make out a fireplace close by and a lounge chair, placed in front of it. Nothing but the stonewalls gave her a hint of where she was.

The walls were made of stone and by the looks of it the same type of stone that Hogwarts was made of. So she was being held in a room in Hogwarts? That seemed impossible how could anyone get past the defenses placed around the castle, even if they had an invisibility cloak.

There wasn't much else, from what Mia could see. Just a large table off to the side, on top of it was flasks and objects that seemed displaced in the room. One object in particular looked the strangest; it looked like some sort of ancient circlet.

"I see you've woken." A gruff voice spoke entering the room, before Mia could get a better glimpse at her surroundings.

Mia glared at him, she tried to stand but was surprised to see that her body was not responding.

"Don't bother, it's a powerful spell and you don't have your wand." Her abductor informed her, holding out her wand as if to prove a fact.

Mia tensed, as he came closer to her.

He grasped her by the chin, making her look up into his eyes, while he studied her face. Mia noted his pale skin that was lightly freckled and his blond hair, he seemed oddly familiar.

After awhile he let it go briskly as if disgusted.

"Your father's spitting image." He laughed maniacally.

Mia's eyes widened her father. This horrible man knew her father.

He suddenly shrieked crazily, muttering something was incomprehensible.

Mia was more scared than ever. The last place she wanted to be in right now was in this room alone with this obviously mental man.

"Your father, he was master's favorite, but then master almost died. He was no longer pleased with your father. He ordered him killed. Then he came to me. I'm his most faithful servant now. I AM!" He cackled madly.

Mia couldn't say a word the spell, had rendered all her muscles useless. Well most of them, except for some minor ones, like her eyelids.

"The dark lord told me that I must not kill you. That you would become a worthy follower one day, even if you are only a half-blood. Just like your father." The man chortled, as if he had said the funniest thing.

Mia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her father had been a deatheater? This man standing in front of her was one too! This was just to much for her to take in at once.

"But I told him. No, master she knows about me. She almost ruined our plans. But the Dark Lord said a special memory potion would do the trick." The man sighed sadly, as if he had missed on an opportunity of a lifetime.

Suddenly he looked at his pocket watch. "I'm late." He mumbled angrily. Mia watched as he pulled out a hip-flask and drowned the contents.

He spat and gasped in pain. Mia watched as his fair hair became gray grizzled hair and scars appear on his once smooth skin. He must have taken a polyjuice potion. Not wanting to watch the transformation she closed her eyes tightly.

In the end, he revealed himself as a Hogwarts teacher Mia had seen quite often, but that was the least of her worries right now.

Mia surveyed the glass vial he was carrying as he approached her. It contained a foul green liquid.

Mia tried to struggle, but all it did was amuse her captor.

His now grimy weathered hands grasped her mouth, squeezing it to make it open.

Mia prayed her lips would remain shut tight. Unfortunately, it was not to be and she felt the horrid stuff, slid down her throat immediately, she felt the potion take effect.

She would've screamed in pain if she could. Instead she took the pain silently, her body convulsing in twitches of pain. Her head felt like it was on fire. Memories of the previous events were slowly being erased.

When the potion had finished its work she fell unconscious from the stress and pain it had made her undergo. If only she could remember why she had gone through such excruciating pain.

"Mad-eye moody" stared at his handy work smirking. He removed the spell he had placed on her body and carried her out of the room of requirement. Hidden under the invisibility cloak, so he wouldn't give away what he had just done to any watchful portraits, he walked through the corridors until he came to a deserted one.

He placed the girl against the wall and stalked off. He was late for Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Mia awoke after a while. Groggily she looked around at her surroundings. How did she get here? What had happened?

Her mind was whirling with questions. She burst into tears, she knew there was something dreadfully important that she had to remember, something… But just thinking about it brought about more pain for her mind. She clutching her knees, she rocked back and forth all the while sobbing and yelling out at invisible ghosts around her.

Mia Rivers was slowly loosing her sanity.

And it was in that state that George Weasly came across her body.

"MIA!" He called, out as he recognized her from down the hall.

Mia vaguely heard someone call her name. Was it her name she wasn't sure.

George burst into a run. Slowing down as he came closer to Mia.

He dropped to his knees beside her, cradling her in his arms, trying to calm her.

"Shh, Mia its okay, your safe." He whispered softly in her ears, stroking her auburn hair. It seemed to comfort her. Mia's screams stopped and she was clutching to George's shirt as if he was a lifeline.

"Safe?" She whispered softly. George had been barely able to hear her.

"Yes, Mia your safe." He reassured her.

Mia managed a weak smile as she began losing consciousness again. 'Safe was good.'

"Mia?" George spoke, shaking her lightly.

She didn't respond.

What had happened to her? George thought as he struggled to rise, with Mia still in his hands.

"I'll kill however did this to you." He promised to her unconscious form.

He carried her bridal style to the hospital wing. Meeting up with Fred, Harry and Hermione on the way, they had been equally as horrified and followed George to the hospital wing.

"What is going on you four? What has happened to Ms.Rivers?" Madam Pomfrey asked worriedly, motioning to George to lay Mia unconscious form on bed.

"I don't know. I found her in a corridor she was screaming and crying. It was terrible. I don't know what was wrong; she didn't seem to recognize anything or anyone. I..I…don't know." George said defeated, the mischievous spark was gone from his eyes replaced only by grim seriousness.

"This sounds like a memory charm. Someone go get Professor Dumbledore!" She ordered, rushing out of the infantry into her office to look for some sort of potion that might revive the poor creature.

George refused to leave her side as did Harry both were too mortified. So it was up to Hermione.

She ran through the passage ways and made her way to the gargoyle statue that housed Dumbledore's office.

Hermione tried various passwords but none would get the gargoyle to open for her. Hermione refused to give up. Banging her fists on the gargoyle in fustration.

"Why Ms.Granger what are you doing?" Hermione turned happily to see Dumbledore standing behind her, his usual happy smile on his ancient face.

"Oh professor, come quick. It's Mia, Madame Pomfrey said she was put under a memory charm or something!" Hermione cried desperately.

The smile faded from Dumbledore's face.

"Yes, I'll come lead the way." He ushered to Hermione.

As they reached the hospital wing, Dumbledore rushed to Mia's side. Studying her intently.

"Before we waken or try anything with Ms. Rivers I would like to know exactly how she was acting." He said looking at the four who were seated around Mia's bedside.

To his surprise it was George who spoke up…

Dumbledore's face turned very grim as he heard George's recount of the state Mia was found in.

"This is no ordinary memory charm. I'm afraid nothing can be done to spare her from the immense pain, she has suffered but we may be able to save her sanity and her memories, except for the ones that were targeted. Please I would ask you all to leave for the time being, spellwork of this caliber takes great concentration and no mistakes can be afforded." Dumbledore spoke forlornly.

The four nodded and existed hestitately.

They waited outside the doors. Hours ticked by, and still nothing.

Most, affected were George and Harry.

It seemed like just a couple hours ago she was a bubbly 15 year old and now her sanity and very life were at risk.

Eventually, near midnight Madame Pomfrey came out of the hospital wing.

"It's time that you four went to bed. It won't do for Ms.Rivers to wake up and find her dedicated friends, had turned to zombies. Off with you." She shooed them grimly.

"Will she be alright?" Hermione asked.

Madame Pomfrey didn't say anything, her lips just pursed tighter together.

"Better get some rest." She repeated before sliding back in through the door.

It had been three gloomy days before they received the good news.

Mia, was going to be alright!

Madame Maxime had joined the worrisome crowd. One of her students had gone through a gruesome event. What kind of headmistress was she if she couldn't even protect her own students?

Mia, received lots of visitors in the next two days. Even Ron, having heard about the event had come with Harry, to see her although he had sworn to never see Harry again.

Even though Mia was deemed stable again. She had shown no signs of waking.

Harry was forced to concentrate on the upcoming task, which he had discovered was going to be fighting dragons, from Hagrid.

The afternoons were spent practicing for the task and visiting Mia. He completely forgot about his homework.

Likewise, George's time was preoccupied and much to his twin's dismay he didn't feel like participating with pranks any more.

Five days before the challenge Mia awoke.

Mia opened her eyes staring at the white ceiling above her head.

"Where was she?" She wondered. Where was Harry and the others? She sat up, intense pain filled her. She felt like she hadn't moved in days.

She swung her legs limply out of bed and tried to stand.

She managed to hobble a bit before falling over, luckily she was able to grasp onto the bed so she didn't hit the floor.

What had happened to her? The last thing that she remembered was sending the letters, talking to George and running towards the lake.

"Your awake!" Madame Pomfrey half yelled clearly shocked, as she came out of her office.

"What are you doing out of bed?" She asked striding over to Mia, and helped her back on to the bed.

"What happened why am I here? How long have I been here?" Mia asked. Mia tried remembering what had happened but nothing came to mind.

"Shh, dear best not to stress yourself to much at the beginning. You need your rest…"

"But why do I need…" Mia asked confused

"Enough dear, now here take this, it's a sleeping drought." Madame Pomfrey interrupted, holding a glass filled with a liquid, for some reason Mia, looked fearfully at it.

"No, I won't take it." She murmured frightened.

Madame Pomfrey, made a mental note to tell Dumbledore about this occurrence.

"It won't hurt you, trust me dear."

Mia stared at it suspiciously, but took the cup and drank the ingredients.

Soon she fell into a dreamless slumber.

Madame Pomfrey soon spread the news that Mia had awaked. Everyone was ecstatic.

When Mia next woke, the first thing she felt was intense hunger.

Mia, felt to weak to move, so she tried calling out.

"I'm hungry." She stated, she found the sentence quite silly and laughed weakly.

Hearing her voice, Madame Pomfrey appeared at her side in an instant.

"Are you okay dear? How do you feel?"

Mia smiled faintly, and pointed to her mouth, to tired to repeat herself.

"You want food?" Madame Pomfrey asked.

Mia nodded.

"I'll get you some then."

To Mia's disappointment instead of a hearty meal she had imagined she received a bowl of a blue watery liquid.

"It's mashed up vitamins and proteins. Your body would go into shock if we gave it something more substantial." Madame Pomfrey explained, seeing her eyeing the soup disdainfully.

Mia nodded, and ate with a little help from Madame Pomfrey. She felt much better after.

"Where's everyone?" Mia asked curiously.

" They're at the tournament. Today is the first task." Madame Pomfrey explained.

"What!! I'm missing it. Please take me, I have to be there." Mia begged.

"You can't go anywhere in your current state." She stated firmly.

Mia scowled, annoyed. Whatever had happened and caused this she hated it already!

Soon, a crowd of Gryffindors came bursting though the hospital wing doors, a bleeding Harry among them.

Mia watched as Madame Pomfrey fretted over Harry's bleeding arm.

Harry finally looked up; green eyes met Mia's honey colored ones.

'Wait a minute MIA'S EYES SHE WAS AWAKE!!!!' Harry thought. Relief flooded through Harry. He stood up walking over to her and threw his arms around Mia's now twig like body.

"Hello, to you to Harry." Mia greeted happily. She managed to get her arms around him hugging him back weakly.

"Wait until everyone hears you're awake. They'll be so happy." Harry said.

Mia smiled tiredly and yawned. "Yup, and I can't wait to hear what happened?" she joked her eyes were beginning to close again. She slightly suspected that soup she ate was laced with a sleeping drought as well.

Harry's smile dropped, he didn't want her finding out what happened.

Harry looked down at the now fast asleep Mia, he would protect her from now on. Nothing would ever hurt her again.

Harry rushed to the Gryffindor common room finding Ron, and Hermione, he told them about Mia.

"She must have been devastated she missed the first task. It was wicked!" Ron said.

Harry nodded. "She was."

At that time George and Fred walked in.

"Hey guys Mia woke up again today." Harry called to them.

George's ears pricked up.

"Really, is she okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Yes, she was bummed that she missed the first task but she can't even remember why she was in the hospital or how many days went by." Harry added glumly.

"Oh." George said, he shuddered remembering her cries, from the day he found her.

"I'll go check up on her. By the way good job today Harry." He congratulated him halfheartedly and made his way to the hospital wing.

George sat by her bedside for an hour or two.

Mia opened her eyes again. That little nap had been very nice. She felt some of her energy return to her. She spotted George sitting beside her bed. He was to deep in his thoughts to notice, she had woken.

"George, tell me what happened?" She asked silently.

George gasped, it as the first time he had heard her speak.

"Your awake! Can I get you anything? Water? Food?" He spoke quickly pretending he hadn't heard her question.

"George your avoiding my question. Please I need to know." Mia said faintly but firmly. Turning her head so she could gaze into Georges eyes.

George sighed, taking a deep breath he plunged head first into the tale.

"Okay. I found you in a…….."

When George finished, Mia nodded tears brimming from the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you."

Now that she finally found out, well she was horrified. Who would want to tamper with her mind? What had she seen? In the back of her mind, she new it was something of the utmost importance.

-2 weeks later-

Mia had finally been released from the hospital wing. Her strength as back and so was her bubbly attitude but her mind still ached to discover what had happened to her, in those blank pages in her mind.

"Have you picked out your dress for the Yule Ball?" Hermione whispered to her as they ate lunch together one afternoon.

"The Yule Ball, we're having a dance? Why did no one tell me?" Mia shrieked horrified. "When is it?"

"In a week." Hermione stated trying to calm her down.

Mia gaped at her.

"How will I get ready I don't even have a date. Oh this is horrible." She said glumly.

"It's okay, this week we'll go together to hogsmade to buy dresses. I haven't found one either."

"Have you got a date?" Mia interrogated her.

Hermione blushed.

"Yeah, but you can't tell anyone. It's Viktor Krum." She whispered quietly.

"WHAT!!" Mia practically screamed.

"Shh." Hermione hissed at her.

Mia grinned. "Okay but you have to tell me all the details."


...okay chapter done...I PROMISE THAT THE YULE BALL WILL HOST THE NEXT CHAPPY :)...

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