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Alanis wrapped herself in her blankets and urged her body to stop shaking.

Everyone was still in the common room, and Alanis had darted quickly to the dormitories before, hiding her tears and ignoring Ginny asking to join her in the common room.

Now everything was over. She had failed, not only with her task, also with her personal concerns. Draco would never trust her again.

That night he had trusted her, as he showed her his feelings, his fear of Voldemort and losing his family.

She had told him too much. Draco wasn't a fool, he was clever enough to put things together to understand that Dumbledore knew that Draco was about to kill him. She now had spoiled the whole plan.

Snape would be likely to kill her, if he got to know that. But she could understand Snape, because he had to keep his cover.

She would rather bear being killed by Snape than Draco cursing her once more.

She rubbed her limbs. She wasn't hurt that much, but she had some very bad bruises. But the most bad and painful bruise was that at her heart. Why hadn't she been more careful with her words? Why did she dismiss the consequences if she gave away some important information?

Snape had been right. She was a danger to Dumbledore's plan. She sobbed. Didn't Aberforth not warn her about getting involved into Albus' plans?

She should have taken him serious.

But what should she do know? How should she explain the whole thing to Dumbledore?

Dumbledore had trusted her, he even approved her infatuation for Draco Malfoy. She know felt as if she abused his belief in her.

She wished she could speak to Hermione, but her best friend wouldn't understand her anyway.

Maybe poor Ariana would have lend her an ear, but she was too far away.

She buried her face into the pillow and hoped to fall asleep quickly.

"Draco, my sweetheart! Wake up! We have to get you something in the stomach! You look awfully pale this morning!"

Draco moaned and opened his eyelids languidly. There was nothing worse on earth than being woken up by the twanging voice of Pansy Parkinson, who was wrapping her arms around his neck as if she wanted her to debauch him to have a little morning-tryst.

How could he ever let himself getting involved with her?

He managed to escape Pansy's embracement and after his morning toilet he hardly felt like having any breakfast and skipped it not for the first time in this week.

There was still one thing in his head.

One person, in particular.

Draco was happy, that they hadn't got any classes together that day, because he couldn't bear looking at Alanis. How would she explain to her friends the bruises he caused her?

How could he go on repairing the Vanishing Cabinet, knowing, that his effort was for nothing?

But he had to be calm. He had to use the occlumency-techniques that his aunt Bellatrix had taught him.

He left the Slytherin common room and headed to the courtyard which led to the Hogwarts estates. He had to leave the castle, also if it only was a short way to the owlery, but this walk would clear his mind. At his way through the corridors he saw the bat-like figure of Severus Snape patrolling. But it was too late to get away from passing him and Draco tried to look as if he was in a hurry and ignored Snape.

But Snape reached out and grabbed him, to hold him back from going ahead.

"Last night was the third time you ignored me commissioning you to come to my office, Mr Malfoy. I won't accept you declining my orders another time. There could be more far-reaching consequences, outside of these walls too.", Snape said with a low voice, but Draco managed to free himself from his grip.

"Which consequences, Professor? Will you tell the Dark Lord how miserably I hitherto failed? Or will you tell Dumbledore something about me, what he already knows?", Draco spat provokingly and reckoned his rage about the knowledge that Alanis had revealed to him unintentionally.

Snape's gaze froze.

"Explain yourself!"

But Draco just smiled.

"Don't exert yourself, professor. I'm likely to finish everything I started and won't fail and disappoint you. Miss Dumbledore and the headmaster as well. But I would approve you to leave me alone. My methods to fulfil the task he gave me are none of your business!"

Draco walked ahead and left the potions master behind. This traitor was not worth to speak with.

"What did she tell you?"

Snape's voice was so low and silent, that Draco had to hesitate. He reckoned that he just did the same mistake as Alanis did last night. He let himself control by his feelings.

And with that he threatened Alanis. If Snape found out that Alanis gave Draco the impulse to discover Snape's position and Dumbledore's awareness, Snape would have punished Alanis, or worse.

So what should Draco answer? But Snape was as well able to make conclusions out of what Draco had already said.

He closed his eyes, as rage filled him another time. If Snape would hurt Alanis, Draco would pay him back twice. He looked back to Snape, who was paler than ever, stiffened and full of furiousness.

"She's my concern, professor. There's nothing you should worry about."

"You know that this time it was very hard to calm Severus down, my dear Alanis."

"I know.", answered Alanis and still looked down into her lap. It was a wonder that Dumbledore remained that calm, as Alanis told him her version about last night at the astronomy tower.

He even didn't seem to be angry with her. Just maintaining his calmness, the pure friendliness of Albus Dumbledore.

"But I urge you not to stir up his attention when you meet him, Alanis. He is still in a mood which I would call 'likely to use dark magic' and that would disagree with you and Mr Malfoy as well.", Dumbledore said and looked at her through his half-moon glasses, smiling sadly at her.

"I'm so sorry!", Alanis affirmed, but Dumbledore waved aside.

"You know that I'm disappointed from you, Alanis, but I can understand that your feelings were obstructive for your acting. Draco is clever enough to put things together and will realise that I know that Voldemort commanded him to murder me. So now your only possibility to remain the master of the situation is to be honest to him, Alanis. You both have to work together to make Voldemort believe that Draco is still working undiscovered and more important, successfully. And this time, my dear, you must not fail."

Alanis nodded. She'd known that she now had to tell Draco the whole truth. But where to begin? She could not just come up to him and ask him to listen to her. She was just not able to do that after what happened the day before. There was no way she could ever again bear his wrath directly beaming towards her.

Suddenly someone knocked at the door. It was Harry.

"Ah, Harry, on time, as always!"

"Professor! I've got it!", Harry said excitedly, raising his fist which seemed to enclose something of particular importance and Dumbledore cocked his eyebrows with sudden excitement. Albus' eyes were suddenly glistering with roguish spiritedness.

"So I fear for today we have to say goodbye, Alanis. I hope the next time we'll meet in better conditions."

Harry looked tensed and baffled as he looked at her, but she forced herself to smile at him.

Alanis was happy to get out and back to the common room. She almost ran up the staircase to the Gryffindor common room and was relieved as she reached the fat Lady.

"Abstinence.", Alanis hissed.

"Your looks are quite bad, this day. Quite unusual. You'd better hurry up to your bed!", the fat Lady said and swung open. Ron and Hermione sat at the fireplace and Alanis decided to join them to distract herself from her dark thoughts.

"Hey.", Alanis said and sat down.

"Hi.", said Hermione and barely looked up from her Potions essay, but as Alanis saw Hermione crossing out a bunch of sentences, she knew that it must have been Ron's or Harry's.

She was likely to ask her if she would check her own essay, but didn't care about it that moment and would not anyway grudge her that satisfaction.

Ron therefore paid Alanis more attention and offered her some chocolate frogs. Alanis was glad to take some mouthful of chocolate which always seemed to warm her heart.

Ron let his Fanged Frisbee, that he took from a poor little first class student, whirl around in the common room, but Alanis could hardly smile. However Ron tried to make her laugh, she felt herself not really cheered up.

Hermione finally finished the essay and joined in. Alanis knew that she could barely hide her bad mood in front of Hermione, but she didn't want to leave them to spend another horribly evening and night alone up there in the girls' dormitories.

"Harry sent Dobby and Kreacher on Malfoy's track.", Hermione said suddenly.

"What?"

Alanis almost jumped off her seat, but immediately tried to calm down as she mentioned Ron looking suspiciously at her and missing to catch his Frisbee, which immediately took the chance to snap at his freckled nose.

"But they didn't find out a lot, as he seemed to neglect his duties the last time, but they knew that he was entering the Room of Requirement regularly.", Hermione said calmly and Alanis knew that she just wanted to warn her.

Hermione had not told Harry or Ron about Alanis finding out that Dumbledore and Snape knew of Draco having a mission, because she knew how unpleasant it would be for Alanis not obeying Dumbledore's orders to keep quiet about it.

But if Harry found out more, Malfoy and Alanis would be in great trouble.

"Parvati Patil told me that Katie Bell will return from St. Mungo soon.", Hermione continued.

This attracted Alanis' attention another time. Was everything going wrong now? Wasn't it just enough for Draco discovering that Dumbledore knew everything? How would he cope with looking in the eyes of his victim?

"For sure?", she asked and Ron let out an amused grunt.

"I hope that she then will soon join the team again. Otherwise we would hardly have a chance to win the cup."

Hermione let out a frustrated groan.

"Will you ever leave that foolish Quidditch behind? You should rather be happy that she's fine again!"

"You better not tell Harry, Hermione, or he would chase Katie to find out if Malfoy cursed her.", Ron said and smiled, trying to satisfy her with that serious consideration but it faded away as Hermione looked at him still angrily.

"Do you think she'll remember something, something about the one who cursed her", Alanis asked and tried to hide her excitement.

Hermione frowned and said: "If she did, everyone would still know that."

Alanis quickly looked away. Hermione knew that Alanis felt something for Draco and therefore she had to be careful.

But they were luckily interrupted by a knock at one of the windows.

"An owl?", Ron asked surprised and Alanis stood up to open the window. On the owl's feet was a little note for her, written in emerald green ink and Alanis quickly unbound it.

Rationality Or Relationship?

Alanis smirked at that three words. Even if she had to chose, she didn't know how to decide. But she knew that this wasn't the main message she should have received. These three words had something in common with three other words. the first letters of them. The Room of Requirement.

That's where she should obviously go now. And although she was somehow afraid to do it, it was the best message that she got for weeks.

"What is it?", asked Hermione, but Alanis shook her head defensively.

"It's nothing important, but it remembers me that I forgot my bag at Dumbledore's. I think I'll get it now.", Alanis said and headed directly to the portrait without saying goodbye.

"Don't you think that Harry would mind bringing it along?", Hermione asked suspiciously and Alanis smiled warmly.

"I'll get it by myself."

And with those words she was just gone.

"Merlin's pants, what was that?", Ron asked astonished and even forgot the chocolate frog in his hand, which he was just about to eat. Hermione shrugged.

"It is not her bag why she left, because it is right there, next to your feet, Ron.", Hermione answered and pointed out her index finger at the brown leather bag.

"So why did she leave that urgently? Do you think it was because of the message?"

"I fear I can guess."

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