I can't even begin to think on how I can apologize for being so darn late with this! So just really - I'M SOOO SORRY! D: I have been quite busy lately, I'm even behind with all the stories I read .

So let's get to it - Reviews!
MeganAllard - comentário bizarro totalmente ignorado. Acho que seria estranho ela agarrando o Josh ali do nada :x E eu concordo, a Lila é a mais foda. Todos meus personagens sao os mais alguma coisa. A Jess nao é a mais foda, mas é uma das mais lindas - porque o Athos e a Elena sao muito lindos :x - e ela é uma fofura *-* E... Nao tem DracoJess nesse :o Esse tem CedJess - que alias, ganhou um espacinho no meu coracaozinho. Eles formariam um casal super fofo... Mas o Cedric vai morrer, entao fuck it. :p

Dream Lightning - Woow! I'm so glad to hear that you're looking forward to the rest! :o Like I tell everyone, I've planned it all out and I know who she ends up with after all this is over. I do have to say that this 3rd part in particular is mostly HarryJess, because it just is! Eventually everyone will know if they'll be together forever or not. As for Draco, he just finds everything a little too confusing and weird, but he won't admit it enough to actually listen to someone who understands - therefore, he suffers. :p But Draco gets even more terrible in part 4 - Spoiler :x

Bleeding-roses-16 - aaaaaaaaaaw thank you so much! This means the world to me! hahahah Again, sorry for the delay!

Before I continue on...
WARNING! PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE (so no one comes asking me afterwards :x):
There is a very obvious love triangle going on: Harry - Jess - Draco. Yes, I am making Jess crush on Cedric, badly, but I'm not exactly adding him into the whole thing and making it a love square. Everyone knows - SPOILER ALERT - that Cedric dies in the next one, and that is my only reason. He MIGHT actually have feelings for Jess in the near future, but oh well... You'll have to wait for The Goblet of Fire to be released!

Okay, now enjoy!

Suspicion

Harry huffily entered the common room and dropped his body onto the first armchair he saw. The grunt that escaped his lips made it clear that he wasn't in a good mood. Hermione and Ron looked up slightly, but soon went back to their homework. Hermione was determined to make Ron get at least half of his Herbology homework done. Jessica, however, didn't care whether or not Harry was up for a conversation, and made her way towards him.
"Bad day?" She asked, kneeling down beside him.
"Nothing out of the ordinary. McGonagall doesn't want me outside, training with the team, because she's worried about Black." He huffed.
"Well, it makes sense. She's just looking out for you. Everyone's still a little shaken by what happened with The Fat Lady."
"I don't care, Jess! If he wants to come after me, fine! I can't keep missing Quidditch practice; otherwise we won't win against Hufflepuff." Harry said, a little too loudly for his liking. He noticed a few people glance towards him and he frowned.
"Would you stop being so dramatic? You're faster than Cedric Diggory, and-"
"Who's Cedric Diggory?" Harry asked, confused.
"Hufflepuff's seeker." Jessica answered, rolling her eyes at him for interrupting her. "As I was saying-"
"How do you know his name?" Harry smirked. She narrowed her eyes and slapped him across the arm. "Ouch, that hurt, you know?"
"You're faster and don't necessarily need the extra training. McGonagall's right for wanting to keep a close eye on you. Black managed to get in and out, without being seen by the dementor's. He's clearly really good at what he does. So you're going to stop complaining about it, otherwise I'll personally hand you over." She concluded. Harry raised an eyebrow and tried his best not to laugh. Who knew she'd get so worked up? "Oh, and if you ever yell at me again, I'll vaporise you."
"Alright, alright. Sorry." He smiled. "So... Will you be cheering for me or Diggory?"
"I don't know..." She smirked, evilly.
"You dare break my heart like that?" He cried, dramatically. She laughed and slapped him again, this time not as hard. His words sank into her mind and she was certain her face was heating up. He noticed her cheeks going slightly red as she got up. Why was everything beginning to seem so confusing?
"I best get my homework done... The last thing I need is detention with Snape." She said, looking everywhere but directly at him. This sudden awkwardness was starting to bug her. Why couldn't everything stay the same?
"Yeah... I'm going to do mine later."
"Okay..." He watched as she spun round and sat back down, next to Ron. She barely listened to what Hermione said to her and seemed to be forcing her brain to focus on Potions. Harry sighed loudly and closed his eyes. If he wasn't allowed to go to Qudditch practice, he might as well take a nap.

x.x

The weather grew worse as the days went on. It wasn't even lunchtime, on Wednesday, and it had already rained enough to last two months. It was always terrible whenever they had to relocate from the castle when it was raining, they always arrived at the classes with soggy socks and shoes, and sometimes they were muddy. On Friday, the winds reached howling point and the rain fell even harder. It was so dark in the corridors and classrooms that extra torches and lanterns were lit. The Slytherin's were looking very smug indeed.
"If only my arm wasn't still a bit sore." Jessica heard Malfoy comment to his friends as she walked passed. They lately had been avoiding any sort of contact whatsoever, which still took some getting used to. She was just glad she had her friends around to keep her distracted.

"I have to say, I'm disappointed." Josh frowned.
"You're not the only one mate." Fred smirked as he stuffed his face with mashed potatoes.
"Malfoy started complaining about that damn arm of his again, so we ended up having to deal with Hufflepuff." George rolled his eyes.
"Hello boys." Jessica said, as she sat down next to her brother and stole one of his carrots. He narrowed his eyes slightly but soon went back to his previous conversation.
"I just don't see why Wood's making you practice so much. It's not like Gryffindor needs much effort to beet Hufflepuff." Josh smirked.
"I thought Cedric was a good player." Jessica said.
"Are you still talking about him?" Harry said, as he sat down, startling Jessica slightly.
"People say he's strong and silent." Hermione said, with a cheeky grin spread across her face.
"He's only silent because he's too thick to string two words together." Fred said, impatiently. George and Josh both nearly choked on their food. Ron momentarily looked up from his food, pretending to understand what they were all fussing over.
"That's a bit mean, don't you think?" Jessica said, not making eye contact.
"Munchkin, whatever you do, don't set your eyes on Diggory." Josh said, irritably.
"I don't see why not. He's extremely good looking." Hermione grinned.
"We need to do an intervention with these two." George said, pointing his fork at Jessica and Hermione.

Jessica, Ron and Hermione continued on to DADA class when Oliver Wood stopped Harry in the corridors. Wood had never been this anxious about a game before, and it only made Jessica wonder. Was it because of the terrible weather, or was he really worried that Cedric was good? She sometimes found herself cautiously looking around the Great Hall to see if she spotted him anywhere. Hermione was right, he was extremely good looking. She would later blame Lila for all this.

Jessica was about to cheerfully greet her favourite teacher, when she found herself face to face with none other than Severus Snape. She stared at him for a while, as Ron and Hermione quietly found their seats. She was certain she heard Ron mutter a few things under his breath, but she wasn't about to bring it up. The class slowly started to fill with students, and eventually the only one left was Harry. Jessica frowned slightly; there was no way Snape would take this lightly.
"Turn to page three-hundred and ninety-four." Snape said, icily.
"Sir, we haven't gotten that far yet." Hermione stated, matter-of-factly. Snape ignored her, as he normally does.
Harry dashed through the door ten minutes into the lesson, when Snape was setting up a few things. Jessica would've signalled for him to sit down quietly and act normal, but this was Snape and nothing was simple when he was involved. She sometimes still wondered how they managed to sneak away Polyjuice Potion ingredients from him.
"Where's Professor Lupin?" Harry asked. Hermione glared at him, she looked like an angry mother.
"He says he is feeling too ill to teach today." Snape said, with a twisted smile. Jessica furrowed her eyebrows at Snape's expression. Those two seriously disliked each other. Perhaps she would pay Remus a visit later.
"What's wrong with him?" Harry insisted. Hermione was just about ready to prance on him. Ron was trying to hide his laughter.
"Nothing life-threatening." He said. There was something about his voice that made Jessica shiver. It was almost as if he wished Remus was dying. "Five points from Gryffindor, and if you don't sit down this instant, I'll make it fifty."

Jessica refused to pay attention as Snape and Hermione argued a little more. She was determined to get him to follow what Professor Lupin had been doing, but Snape wasn't up for it. She glanced towards the page set for the day.
"Today we shall discuss werewolves." She looked up when she heard Snape walking right by her.
"Aren't we supposed to be studying Hinkypunks?" Jessica wondered. It was intended for her own ears only, but apparently she spoke louder.
"Didn't I just explain this to Miss Granger? Are you trying to be funny?" Snape practically hissed.
"Sorry, wasn't paying attention." She smiled the sweetest smile she could conjure.
"Ten points." He said, angrily. She rolled her eyes as soon as he spun round.

"Which of you can tell me how we distinguish between the werewolf and the true wolf?" Snape said. Everyone sat in complete silence, everyone except Hermione, whose hand had shot straight into the air. "No one? Hasn't Professor Lupin even taught you the basic distinction-"
"You already know that we haven't got to werewolves yet, so obviously no." Jessica huffed. She didn't exactly mean to sound rude, especially since Snape was merciless, but she completely disliked the way he treated Lupin.
"You're testing my patience Miss Selwyn." He said, darkly. "I never thought I'd meet a third-year class who wouldn't even recognise a werewolf when they saw one. I shall make a point of informing Professor Dumbledore how very behind you all are."
"Please sir, the werewolf differs from the true wolf in several small ways. The snout of the werewolf-"
"Why do you insist on speaking out of turn, Miss Granger? Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all." Snape said coolly, interrupting Hermione's train of thought. Jessica glared at him, almost menacingly. Hermione went bright red and stared at the floor, her eyes were slowly filling up with tears.
"You asked us a question and she knows the answer!" Ron shouted. Snape turned to him instantly, his cold eyes glaring at Ron's terrified ones.
"Detention, Weasley." He said, leaning onto Ron's desk.

No one dared to make a sound throughout the rest of the lesson. They sat and made notes on werewolves from the textbook, while Snape prowled up and down the desks, examining the work they had been doing with Professor Lupin. He eventually stopped by Jessica's desk; he gave Hermione, who was right next to her, a slight glance, before turning his attention to the young Selwyn's previous work.
"You could have added much more detail to your essay, Miss Selwyn. I can't seem to understand why he gave you eight out of ten. Clearly, Lupin has his unnecessary favourites." He muttered.
Jessica literally bit her tongue and decided against retaliating. She wasn't in the mood for detention. Christmas wasn't too far away and she didn't want her mother getting all moody on her because of back talking. When the bell eventually rang, making nearly all the students grin widely, Snape held them back.
"You will each write an essay, to be handed in to me, on the ways you recognize and kill werewolves. I want two rolls of parchment on the subject, and I want them by Monday morning. Weasley, stay behind so we can arrange your detention."

Jessica, Harry and Hermione dashed out of the room as soon as they could. They waited until they weren't surrounded by the other students, before bursting into a furious tirade about Snape.
"We should complain to Dumbledore. He's a big bully." Jessica huffed.
"It's weird... Snape's never been like this with any of our other DADA teachers, even if he did want the job." Harry said.
"He's probably still touchy about the Boggart." Jessica nodded.
"I don't know." Hermione said, thoughtfully. "But I do hope Professor Lupin gets better soon. I don't think I can handle more hours with Snape."
"No one can handle hours with Snape." Jessica smirked. Ron came running towards them not a moment later. His face was red with anger. "So... What will you be polishing this time?"
"That deranged mother f-"
"Ronald!" Hermione screeched. Harry and Jessica exchanged a slight glance and held in their giggles.
"He wants me to scrub out the bedpans in the Hospital wing, without magic! I'm telling you, the man is bloody mental! Why couldn't Black have hidden in Snape's office? He could've finished him off for us." He said, in complete outrage.
"Now that would've been interesting." Jessica grinned.

x.x

Jessica was a sleepless mess on Saturday morning. The wild thunderstorm had kept her up all night. The only good thing about it was that she managed to get her werewolf essay finished. Hermione had read through it, first thing in the morning, and even she was surprised. Due to her zombie mode, Jessica had no appetite at breakfast. She wondered around the almost empty corridors, refusing to have the smell of fresh toast up her nose.
"You look terrible." Oliver Wood said, as he walked past Jessica. She was resting her head against the stone wall and trying her best to stay awake.
"Thank you." She smiled, sleepily.
"You'd better wake up before the game. I want all Gryffindor's there cheering for us. With this weather, I just hope no one gets hurt." He sighed.
"You worry too much." She muttered. When he didn't answer, she noticed his attention was turned towards the Hufflepuff team. They were walking towards the Great Hall, a tight clump of students, cheering loudly.
"Good morning, fellow Gryffindor's! I hope you're excited for today." One of the students called out.
"We always are." Wood laughed, nervously.
"May the best team win." Cedric Diggory smiled, holding out a hand toward Oliver. The Hufflepuff girls giggled. Jessica appeared next to Oliver, just before he took Cedric's hand, pushing him sideways, slightly.
"Don't worry, we will." She smirked.
"Cocky." Cedric laughed.
"I prefer confident." She said, thoughtfully.
"I'll see you on the field." Cedric said to Oliver. He gave Jessica an exuberant smile, before walking into the Great Hall with his teammates.

x.x

"Today's game will be the mighty Gryffindor against our dear, loser-friends, Hufflepuff!" Josh exclaimed through the microphone.

"Why do you allow Mr. Selwyn to do the commentary, Albus?" McGonagall sighed, rubbing her forehead.
"The boy clearly has a talent for it. Quite frankly, I find it funny." Dumbledore chuckled.

"Both teams are gathering around the field, for those first years that were wondering earlier this morning, scarlet red is Gryffindor and canary yellow is Hufflepuff." Lila said.
"Not that they needed to know the colours. The badass team is Gryffindor!" Josh beamed.
"Act like a professional, babe." Lila smirked.
"Madam Hooch is on the field and the players are just about ready to get started. It's a shame it's raining so badly, it's going to be a lot harder to see what's going on out there. So I ask you all, fellow students, to be patient with us!"

Jessica left Roary inside for this game. There was no way she was going to get her stuffed lion soaking wet just for a Quidditch game. Hermione had insisted she had at least something to drink before the game, and that had managed to wake her up slightly. Not to mention Cedric's smile was still very clear in her mind.
"This weather sucks! Come on Harry! Destroy those losers!" Ron shouted, excitedly.

"And we're off! Angelina Johnson is already in the lead. I bet the Slytherin's chickened out because of the rain. It wouldn't be the first time." Josh said.
"Watch it, Selwyn, otherwise you get no after party." Lila glared.
"Ten points to Gryffindor! You go Angelina! Show those losers what you're made of!" Josh exclaimed.
"Hufflepuff's in possession. No idea who it is, though. Is that Windsor or Appleby?" Lila wondered.
"Who cares? Bell's right on him and I bet anything that she'll get that Quaffle... Yes! Another ten points to Gryffindor! See that, first years? We're badass!"

"Josh's commentary is always amusing." Hermione laughed.
"I'm surprised we haven't heard McGonagall yet." Jessica smirked.
"Where's Harry? I can't see Harry!" Ron shouted.
"We're not even five minutes into the game and we've already lost him!" Neville said, desperately.

Harry was soaked to his skin and frozen, hardly able to see his teammates, let alone the tiny Snitch. He flew backward and forward across the field, past blurred red and yellow shapes, with no idea of what was happening in the rest of the game. He couldn't hear Josh and Lila's commentary over the wind. The crowd was hidden beneath a sea of cloaks and battered umbrellas. Twice Harry came very close to being unseated by a Bludger; his vision was so clouded by the rain on his glasses that he hadn't seen it coming.

"I think Diggory's spotted the Snitch!" Lila gasped.
"Harry! Where the hell are you! You better get that little bugger before that oaf!" Josh shouted through the microphone, making the teachers behind him wince slightly.
"You're just jealous because he's good looking and plays for his house team." Lila smirked.
"Please, when it comes to good looks, I've got it in the bag." He sniggered.

"We're going to lose if Harry doesn't turn up!" Ron cried.
"Do you think he's okay?" Jessica said, worriedly.
"Of course he's okay. He's always okay!" Dean grinned.
"Jess' right! We haven't seen him fly past since he got up on his broom!" Hermione exclaimed.

"The current score is eighty to thirty, with Gryffindor in the lead-"
"Obviously." Josh said, interrupting Lila and earning himself a glare.
"I'm quite curious to know how this game will end... Cedric Diggory had his eye on the Snitch just a while ago, but apparently lost it after a minute of chasing." Lila concluded.
"That's because Harry's the legendary Snitch-catcher-"
"Also known as a seeker." Lila smirked, as he glared at her for being interrupted. At least now he knew how she felt.
"The important thing is that Gryffindor will win, babe, don't you worry." He smirked.

"Is it always like this?" Remus Lupin asked.
"Oh yes, Joshua Selwyn always says the strangest of things. He's in your class, I'm sure you've noticed." Professor Flitwick chirped.
"I'm surprised Dumbledore goes through with it." Lupin chuckled.
"It's quite entertaining... Even Snape doesn't seem to mind. I've never heard him complain before, not even under his breath."

Harry was losing track of time. It was getting harder and harder to hold his broom straight. The sky was getting darker, as though night had decided to come early. Twice Harry nearly hit another player, without knowing whether it was a teammate or opponent; everyone was now so wet, and the rain so thick, he could hardly tell them apart. With the first flash of lightning came the sound of Madam Hooch's whistle; Harry could just see the outline of Wood through the thick rain, gesturing him to the ground. The whole team splashed down into the mud.

"Captain Wood has called for a time-out! Good call too, took you long enough egg-head! Get those players together and get Harry to find that damn Snitch!" Josh bellowed through the microphone. He then heard McGonagall's distressed sigh in the background.
"The weather's getting worse too, not that I thought it was possible." Lila frowned.
"Seems like we'll be playing in a thunderstorm people, everyone get ready for epic Quidditch!" Josh beamed.

"Is it safe to play with a thunderstorm?" Lupin whispered toward Flitwick.
"Well... Not really, but Quidditch isn't exactly safe, no matter how you play it."

"I bet Harry's glasses are all fogged up. We're never going to win this." Jessica groaned.
"Oh my God! Why didn't I think of this sooner! Jessie, you're a genius!" Hermione beamed.
"Merlin, don't call me 'Jessie'." Jessica shuddered.
"Wait here! I'll be right back!" Hermione grinned excitedly, as she dashed across the long line of students. Some glared at her for pushing through.

"What's the score?" Harry asked, as soon as he touched back down.
"We're fifty points ahead." Katie Bell answered.
"You need to find that Snitch, Harry, otherwise we'll be playing all night." Oliver sighed.
"Or until Diggory finds it." Harry muttered.
"Diggory's tried at least twice and failed. He won't get it before you do, trust me." George grinned.
"He's an airhead, he'll be lucky if he gets out of this game without a scratch." Fred added.
"Whatever... I'll never be able to see anything with these on." Harry said, waving a hand around his glasses. Even now, on the ground, it was hard to see everyone around him. He was lucky he knew their voices.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted, as she ran toward him. "I'm sorry I didn't think of this sooner... You should probably thank Jess later. Impervius!"
"What was-"
"It repels water. It might be easier for you to see now." She said, giving Harry a tight hug. "Now go get that stupid Snitch so I can go inside and have a nice, long, hot bath!"
"Brilliant!" Wood said, looking as though he would kiss Hermione at any moment. He pulled himself together, coughed a bit, and turned back to his team. "Okay people! Let's do this!"

"I think we're back... No idea what Hermione Granger was doing out there, but it has something to do with Harry's glasses. Maybe they can detect the Snitch from a distance now!" Josh grinned.
"Don't be ridiculous, Joshua, that wouldn't be possible. She probably just made sure they wouldn't fog up." Lila rolled her eyes.
"Angelina Johnson is in possession once again, and it looks like she'll score at any moment now!" Josh said, leaning against the edge of the stands.

Hermione's spell had worked perfectly. Harry was still numb with cold, still wetter than he'd ever been in his life, but he could see. Full of fresh determination, he urged his broom through the turbulent air, searching in every direction for the Snitch, avoiding a Bludger, and ducking beneath Diggory, who was streaking in the opposite direction. He saw more forked lightning, followed by another clap of thunder. This was getting more and more dangerous. He needed to find that Snitch quickly.

Jessica jumped, and screamed, when she saw the lightning. She desperately wanted one of the teachers to cancel this game until the weather was clearer. It wasn't safe for any of them to be up there anymore.

"Appleby's down! Come on, Gryffindor, they're short one player! You have no excuses for losing!" Josh bellowed.
"It seems like his broom was hit by lighting and caught fire. I don't think he'll be going back up again." Lila said, worriedly.
"Come on Potter! Finish this off quickly!" Josh pleaded.

Harry turned, intending to head back toward the middle of the field, but at that moment, another flash of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry saw something that distracted him completely, the silhouette of an enormous shaggy black dog, clearly imprinted against the sky, motionless in the top empty row of seats. Harry's numb hands slipped on the broom handle and his Nimbus dropped a few feet. Shaking his soaked bangs out of his eyes, he squinted back into the stands. The dog had vanished.
"Harry! Behind you!" Harry heard Wood's anguished yell from the goal posts.

"Diggory's found it again! Come on Harry! Just follow his lead and take over! Come on!" Ron bellowed.
"What if we lose? We can't lose to Hufflepuff! We'll never hear the end of it!" Neville cried.
"Harry! If you win I'll give you a big kiss!" Lavender cried out, desperately.
"Please, spare him from such punishment." Jessica groaned.

Harry looked wildly around. Cedric Diggory was pelting up the field, and a tiny speck of gold was shimmering in the rain-filled air between them. With a jolt of panic, Harry threw himself flat on the broom handle and zoomed toward the Snitch.
"Come on!" He growled at his Nimbus as the rain whipped his face. "Faster!"
But something odd was happening. An eerie silence was falling across the stadium. The wind, though as strong as ever, was forgetting to roar. It was as though someone had turned off the sound, as though Harry had gone suddenly deaf. What was going on?

"He's going to get it! He's going to get it! Gryffindor's going to win and you Hufflepuff's can suck it!" Josh bellowed.
"Josh, wait... I don't think he's going to catch it." Lila said, her eyes widening slightly.

"What's going on? Is he going to catch it or not?" Ron cried.
"Hermione... Do you feel that?" Jessica whispered, worriedly.
"It can't be... They aren't allowed..." Hermione said, her voice quivering slightly.

Harry felt a horribly familiar wave of cold swept over him, inside him, just as he became aware of something moving on the field below.

x.x

"Lucky the ground was soft" Lila mumbled.
"I thought he was dead for sure!" Alicia Spinnet exclaimed.
"He didn't even break his glasses." Angelina stated.

Harry could hear the voices whispering, but they made no sense whatsoever. He didn't have a clue where he was, or how he'd got there, or what he'd been doing before he got there. All he knew was that every inch of him was aching as though it had been beaten.

"That was the scariest thing I've ever seen." Fred whispered.
"They weren't supposed to be on the field. I hope Dumbledore kicks their asses back to Azkaban." Josh muttered.

Harry's eyes snapped open. He was lying in the hospital wing. The Gryffindor Quidditch team, spattered with mud from head to foot, was gathered around his bed. Jessica, Ron and Hermione ran toward him at that very moment, looking as though they'd just climbed out of a swimming pool.
"Harry!" said Fred, who looked extremely white underneath, the mud. "How're you feeling?"
"What happened?" He asked, sitting up so suddenly that nearly everyone pushed him back down.
"You fell." Hermione stated.
"It was practically fifty feet, mate!" Ron breathed out. He too was looking rather pale, like Fred.
"We all thought you were dead!" Alicia said. Jessica rolled her eyes at her.
"The match... What happened? Are we doing a replay?" Harry asked, not really caring that he'd just fallen from his broom. They all went silent. "Did we... Please tell me we didn't... Lose."
"Diggory got the Snitch, just after you fell. He didn't even realise what had happened." George said.
"Because he's stupid." Fred added, hoping to ease the tension.
"He tried to call it off once he saw you on the ground. He wanted a rematch, but they won fair and square." Jess said, as she sat down on Harry's bed, just by his legs.
"Where is Wood?" Harry asked, suddenly realising he wasn't with them.
"Still in the showers." Angelina nodded.
"We think he's trying to drown himself." Josh smirked. Harry groaned loudly and pulled his knees up to his face. He couldn't believe he'd just lost a Quidditch game.
"It's okay, Harry, one game won't change the fact that you've never missed a Snitch before. You're a good player, and that's what matters." Hermione said, hoping he would feel better.
"Diggory's better." He muttered into the bed sheets.
"No... You would've caught the Snitch if those lowlife creatures hadn't interfered." Josh said, growling slightly at the thought of the dementor's.

Jessica, Hermione and Ron ignored Madam Pomfrey, when she ordered everyone out of the Hospital wing, so Harry could rest. She stared at the three students, disapprovingly, and muttered a few words about disobedient children.
"Dumbledore was furious. I've never seen him like that before. He ran onto the field as you fell, waved his wand and you sort of slowed down before you hit the ground. Then he whirled his wand at the Dementor's and shot silver stuff at them. They left the stadium right away."
"Then he magically placed you onto a stretcher, and walked up to school with you floating on it. Everyone thought you were... Jess here, couldn't stop crying." Ron grinned at the last part. She glared at him, as though she could turn him into ash with just one look.
"I wasn't crying." She mumbled. Harry laughed, slightly.
"Where's my Nimbus?" He suddenly asked. He almost completely forgot about his broom. He noticed all three tensed instantly, and prayed the dementor's hadn't flown away with it.
"Well... When you fell off, your broom got blown away." Ron said, cautiously.
"And?" Harry asked, anxiously.
"You know the Whomping Willow?" Jessica continued, seeing as Ron was refusing to go through with it. "You know it doesn't like to be hit, right?"
"Right..." Harry said, furrowing his eyebrows. No... His Nimbus...
"Professor Flitwick brought it to us, before we came in." Hermione added, in a small voice.
Slowly, she reached down for a bag at her feet, turned it upside down, and tipped a dozen bits of splintered wood and twig onto the bed, the only remains of Harry's faithful, finally beaten broomstick.

x.x

Madam Pomfrey kept Harry on bed rest all weekend. He didn't argue, but he insisted his friends were allowed to stay with him all day. He was surprisingly excused from his DADA homework, thanks to Dumbledore. The Gryffindor team stopped by on Saturday afternoon, Oliver included, and they talked about different strategies for their new game. Oliver insisted it wasn't Harry's fault, more than once, but it didn't seem to convince him at all. On Sunday evening, Hermione dragged Ron back to the common room to get his werewolf essay done. Jessica sat opposite Harry, on the bed, eating a heap load of pumpkin pasties. He tried, every now and then, to steal a few, but it was proving to be extremely difficult.
"Sorry to interrupt." Jessica nearly fell off the bed when she saw the extremely good looking creature walking toward them. He held out a 'Get Well Soon' card for Harry. "I hope you're alright. You gave us all quite a shock."
"I'm fine." Harry nodded. He accepted the card, but he was still trying to get over the fact that he lost. He never lost.
"I'm sorry we can't do a rematch. You would've caught that Snitch before me." Cedric laughed, nervously. Jessica slightly tilted her head sideways; she was finding it hard not to stare.
"It's okay. We've still got our match against Ravenclaw and Slytherin. We can still win." Harry said.
"True... Unless we win." Cedric grinned. Harry frowned instantly.
"Nice one air head." Jessica muttered. She instantly felt like slapping herself. Why on Earth would she call him an air head? If there was any chance with him, she killed it with just that. Surprisingly enough, he laughed.
"Air head's a new one. I was only joking though, I'm well aware that the Gryffindor team has the upper hand. You're a good player, and Wood's obsessed with practice. Anyway, I hope you get out of here soon, and I'll get all the captain's together so we can have a word with the teachers. We only want to play with good weather, from now on."
"Thanks." Harry smiled.
"May the best team win." Cedric saluted, before walking off.
"We will!" Jessica shouted. Cedric was already by the door when she spoke, but he looked back and smiled.
"Well... You're in love." Harry smirked.
"Shut up!" Jessica said, her eyes wide. "I am not in love with anybody."
"You were almost drooling." Harry teased. It bothered him slightly, but he wasn't going to admit it. It couldn't be helped.

Remus was back in class on Monday. It certainly looked as though he had been ill. His old robes were hanging more loosely on him and there were dark shadows beneath his eyes. Nevertheless, he smiled at the students as they took their seats, and they burst at once into an explosion of complaints about Snape's behaviour. Jessica in her usual spot, next to Hermione, and watched as her friend re-read the part on werewolves.
"I don't think we'll be looking through it again, not today at least." Jessica whispered.
"I know... I just... What do you know about him?" Hermione whispered back, anxiously glancing toward Lupin.
"Uncle Remus? I know he's one of my dad's best friends, that he's brilliant with DADA-"
"Well I know all that Jess... It's just... Don't you think it's weird that he gets terribly sick sometimes? I mean, it's usually around a full moon and-"
"Wait, hold up." Jessica said, now turning in her seat to face Hermione. "You don't think that he's a-"
"Miss Selwyn and Miss Granger, I hate to have to call you out, but I really need you to pay attention for a while." Remus smiled. Hermione went bright red instantly, and Jessica pouted.
"Yes." Hermione whispered, barely audible, as soon as Remus had turned his attention elsewhere. Jessica tensed slightly. That couldn't be possible. Hermione must've been losing it.

They had a very enjoyable lesson. Professor Lupin had brought along a glass box containing a Hinkypunk, a little one-legged creature who looked as though he were made of wisps of smoke, rather frail and harmless looking.
"Lures travellers into bogs." Professor Lupin said, as they took notes. "You notice the lantern dangling from his hand? It hops ahead, people follow the light, and then-"
The Hinkypunk made a horrible squelching noise against the glass.

When the bell rang, everyone gathered up their things and headed for the door. Jessica and Hermione silently agreed not to mention anything to anyone else. At least not until they were certain. Jessica wasn't entirely believing it, though. Remus Lupin was a good man, not a dangerous werewolf. Not to mention, Dumbledore would've known and he wouldn't allow something like this.
"Wait a moment, Harry, I'd like a word." Lupin called.
"Go on, we'll meet up later." Ron said.

"He's going to teach me how to defend myself!" Harry beamed during lunch. Jessica and Hermione stared at him, as though he was insane, and Ron jumped up and down in excitement.
"Is he allowed to do that?" Hermione whispered, nervously.
"Of course he is, he's a teacher!" Ron exclaimed.
"You're obliged to teach us afterwards." Jessica grinned.
"Just be safe, okay?" Hermione sighed.

Ravenclaw flattened Hufflepuff at their Quidditch game, in November, and the Gryffindor team were ecstatic. Cedric Diggory never took it personally, he was well aware that they were the weakest team, and he would sometimes wish the Gryffindor's good luck on their future games. The entire Hufflepuff house admitted they wanted Gryffindor to win, possibly because they won against them. Wood became repossessed of his manic energy, and worked his team as hard as ever in the chilly haze of rain that persisted into December. No one saw a hint of a Dementor within the grounds. Dumbledore's anger seemed to be keeping them at their stations at the entrances. Two weeks before the end of the term, the sky lightened suddenly to a dazzling white and the muddy grounds were revealed one morning covered in glittering frost. Inside the castle, there was a buzz of Christmas in the air. Professor Flitwick had already decorated his classroom with shimmering lights that turned out to be real, fluttering fairies.

The students were all happily discussing their plans for the holidays. Both Ron and Hermione had decided to remain at Hogwarts. Ron said it was because he couldn't stand two weeks with Percy, and Hermione insisted she needed to use the library. Jessica knew Hermione wanted to make good use of the holidays to catch up on her research. She had been observing Lupin a lot more than usual, but she still couldn't believe there was something out of the ordinary with him. She could, possibly, ask her father. He probably knew everything there was to know about all the teachers at Hogwarts. Perhaps she could even discover why Snape hated everyone so much.

x.x

Josh skidded down the hallways on Friday morning. Everyone who wanted to go home for Christmas would be leaving within the next couple of hours, and seeing as he had to be home with his family, he wanted to make sure he got a few minutes of fun time with his girl. He nearly bumped into Professor Snape, twice. The first time, he'd quickly apologised and continued on his way, only to find he ended up at a dead end. If only he could magically discover where Lila was, like he normally would do, but the twins were having their moment of mischief. The second time, Snape grabbed him by the arm and he was certain he would've been thrown toward the wall, harshly. Luckily for him, McGonagall was passing by at that exact moment.
"Severus, please, we're not allowed to physically hurt the students." She sighed.
"I was merely hoping to teach him a lesson." Snape said, coldly as usual.
"I promise I'll stop running around once I find Lila." Josh grinned.
"Miss Davis is in the library, Joshua." McGonagall sighed. "I trust all your things are packed? I don't want to receive worried letters from your parents because you haven't arrived at the station."
"Yes, ma'am, all packed." He said. Snape let him go and allowed him to readjust his clothes. He gave them once last grin and dashed off toward the library. "Merry Christimas!"
"You're too easy on him, Minerva." Snape muttered, as he glided off.

"There you are!" Josh said, practically breathlessly.
"Josh... I told you, last night, that I had to finish one of Lupin's essays." Lila said, not taking her eyes of her work.
"Please tell me you're done." Josh begged.
"Just a second..." She quickly scribbled a few more words and finalised with her name at the bottom. "Done."
"Where to, my lady?" Josh smirked, holding out a hand.
"I'm too lazy to move anywhere." Lila said, with the saddest look she could come up with. He furrowed his eyebrows and tried to follow her train of thought. "It's Christmas, we should be adventurous."
"The library? Have you completely lost your mind?" Josh frowned.
"No one's going to come in here. Everyone's busy packing, eating or trying to persuade a teacher for a better grade on an essay they weren't bothered to do." Lila smirked, evilly.
"But this is the library and its open for everyone-"
"We don't have to stand by the doorway, you know? We could go over there..." She pointed toward the furthest, darkest corner of the library. "Or we could wait until we get back from Christmas break-"
With a loud, frustrated groan, Josh pulled her up from her chair and smashed his lips on hers. Yes, this idea was completely insane, but there was no way he was going to wait two whole weeks. He had needs, for goodness sake! She snaked her hands around his neck and urgently pulled him against her. They crashed against various shelves, and possibly dropped dozens of books on the floor, as they headed toward the corner. He knew they'd be in deep trouble if anyone found them, but he couldn't bring himself to truly care. He secretly enjoyed being adventurous. His hands found their way to her chest and she pulled away from his lips to moan loudly.
"I can't be bothered with foreplay." She whispered in his ear, reaching down to unzip down his trousers.
She moaned, groaned and sighed when he lifted up her dress, pulled down her tights and knickers, and found his way in. He tried to hush her loud moans by kissing her, but it was proving to be quite hard.

They both finished, much sooner than Josh had initially intended, and with Lila trying her best not to scream too loud. He was just about ready to get himself back together, but she stopped him.
"We're not done just yet." She smirked.
She spun round and got into position. She was just about ready to continue their little mischief, but something caught her attention. Something that she wished wouldn't approach them that very moment. She managed to stand up straight and lift her knickers back up, but it was already too late.

"What are you two doing?"

Josh quickly zipped his trousers back up and turned around to find a slightly angered Remus Lupin staring at him. If it had been any other teacher, he would've charmed his way out of trouble, but this was Remus. Remus knew him all too well and this time, he was in trouble.
"What are you two doing?" Remus repeated himself.
"We're... We were... Um..."
"Care to join us, Professor?" Lila smirked. Josh glared at her, as if to tell her to keep quiet.
"This isn't a laughing matter, Miss Davis. Get yourselves together and meet me at Dumbledore's office, immediately." Remus ordered.
"Surely there's no need to drag the Headmaster into this, Professor-"
"Neither of you seem to understand one of the most important rules of this school. It's there for a very important reason, Joshua. I understand what it's like to be a teenager, but this is just a little too much. Dumbledore's office, now."

The conversation with Dumbledore, Remus and McGonagall present had been extremely unbearable. Not only were they suspended from school grounds for two days, but he'd got himself into detention and he wasn't allowed near Lila during schooldays. They were kind enough to allow them to interact during weekends, but it had a few setbacks. They wouldn't be allowed to meet in secret any longer. Joshua and Lila were both ones to break rules from time to time, always finding new ways to sneak their way out of trouble, but this time they'd have to play it safe. They agreed to go along with the teachers' plan for a while, at least until they felt as though the message had sunken in, but it wasn't going to last.

With just half an hour left, before the train left Hogwarts, Joshua decided to personally apologise to Remus. The man was in his classroom, organising his belongings.
"There's no need to say anything, Joshua. I won't be saying anything to your father." Remus smiled as the Selwyn walked in.
"Oh... Great then." He grinned.
"McGonagall already has, though." He warned.
"Damn that woman." Josh muttered.
"You do know that I only did what I did because I believe it was best, don't you? You've just turned sixteen and you've got an entire life ahead of you-"
"I'm not going to get her pregnant, if that's what you're worried about. I'm aware of all the contraceptive methods and charms." He smirked.
"That's actually very reassuring, but I still believe you're too young. You're parents became parents at a young age and it wasn't at all fun. Juggling schoolwork and having to handle a baby is very difficult. I understand you know how to prevent such things from happening, but sometimes they just happen." Remus sighed and made his way toward Josh, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Perhaps some time away from each other will do well, for both of you. I know how terrible that sounds, but just trust me for now, okay?"
The only answer Remus got was a shrug. He was about to spend some time with Josh and his entire family, so it didn't really bother him much. He had time to try to get that child to see things right. He just hoped Elena wouldn't be too mad once they got back.

x.x

"Are you sure you two are going to stay here? I can ask my dad if he can make an exception!" Jessica pleaded, as she stuck her head out the train window.
"Jess, we'll be fine. Go and have fun. Make sure you and Harry stay out of trouble!" Hermione ordered.
"Remember to get me something nice, okay?" Ron grinned.
"We will." Harry nodded.
"Are you sure?" Jessica asked once again.
"Yes!" Ron and Hermione replied in unison. She pouted in response.
The train started moving away from the station and soon Ron and Hermione were no longer visible. Harry was excited about going to Jessica's house. It was definitely going to be a different experience. He silently wondered if her house was anything like Ron's. The burrow was crooked, strange, but had an overwhelming feeling of home. A part of him was quite scared to see what her parents were like at home, seeing as he'd heard Josh talking about his mother more than once. The woman seemed to be kind at times, but others she was downright insufferable. He tried not to think much on it, however, after all, he was about to spend Christmas holidays with his best friend and current crush. Perhaps, if he got lucky, he could get her under the mistletoe...

Josh and Lila... Enough said.

Okaaaaaay ~ So, will Harry get her under the mistletoe? :x What do you suppose will happen when you get Athos, Elena, Remus, Harry, Jessica and Josh into one house? I don't know, but if you add a little bit of Sirius Black - a.k.a Scruffy - it might just get a bit complicated :p

I promise to try to update a lot faster! Until next time! xoxo