Harry, Ron and Neville approached Draco after Potions the next day.

They looked at him, faces grave.

"We need to talk" said Harry.

Draco opened his mouth to give some scathing reply but Neville butted in.

"About Amy and Diggory" he said, leaning towards him and raising his eye-brows.

"Ah. Right. Yes we do".

"I'll see you later" he muttered to astonished Crabbe and Goyle.

The four quickly walked to the nearest empty classroom and leaned against the desks, none of them comfortable with being so civil to someone they hated.

"So, you're aware of Diggory using her as a punch bag I presume" Harry started.

"How did you find out" Draco asked, looking around at them all.

They all recounted the parts of it they could remember best and once they finished, Draco told them about her dancing and how he'd seen the bruises on her arms and guessed.

"Did you know about her other bruises?" Draco looked at Ron quizzically "the ones on her side, and I suspect on her stomach now as well if the punch he gave her last night is anything to go by".

"That little fucker I'm-"

"Well this can't go on." Neville stated. "We need to do something. I don't want to go to the teachers; she's too fragile to stand them questioning her."

"I agree. I think we should protect her" said Ron. "It'll be easy. We're in the same house as her so we have most lessons with her. You're with her in the other classes" he indicated Draco. "Someone can walk her to each class and to meals and one of us can tail her every time she goes somewhere alone."

The four looked at each other. Nodding.

"Sorted" said Harry happily. "right now she'll be in lunch and we'll all be there so no problems."

"Do you think we should let anyone else know?" asked Ron.

"Like who? Who else can we trust? And besides it's a private thing, I don't think Amy would want us telling half the school!"

"Yeah but what if they could help us protect her? I was thinking...we could tell Fred and George. They won't let on to her that they know, but they'll cheer her up at the same time by showing her their experiments and telling her jokes. AND...they could make Diggory's life hell!!"

"Yes!" Draco exclaimed. "That's good. With all their practical joke stuff, they could humiliate him and everything!"

"Well ok" said Harry doubtfully. "Are we going to tell anyone else? I was thinking a girl. Ginny, Hermione, Lavender?"

"No, they'll probably want to go to the teachers".

They sorted out a rota for her lessons and who'd tail her on what day.

Draco would take Mondays and Fridays.

Ron Tuesdays and Saturdays.

Harry Wednesdays and Sundays.

Neville would only take Thursdays, but he had to walk her to all her meals.

The four nodded to each other and leaving the classroom walked quickly to the Great Hall.

"This doesn't mean I like any of you" Draco muttered.

Upon entering, they got a few stares as they were all so close together when everyone knew off the hatred that ran between Draco and the three Gryffindors. The hall quietened slightly, but it was only the Slytherin table and Gryffindor table that fell silent, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw remained oblivious. The boys however didn't notice the silence; they only had eyes for Amy who was sitting at the far end of Gryffindor table, poking a tiny amount of casserole around her plate.

Draco nodded at the three before going to his own table while Ron, Harry and Neville approached her.

Amy looked up suddenly, startled as three boys thumped down around her.

Harry on her left, Ron on her right and Neville in front.

They all smiled at her and started eating vast amounts as though they sat in a formation around her every day.

Neville started glaring daggers over her shoulder at someone as he bit into a chicken drumstick and she turned quickly to see Cedric looking back levelly. She turned back around only to have Neville smile reassuringly at her, while in the background she saw that Draco appeared to have replaced him in glaring daggers over her shoulder.

So for the next few days Amy found she had three new best friends in Gryffindor and a watchdog from Slytherin. She was aware of them following her and she knew why, but she didn't let them know that she knew the reason, she just pretended to see them occasionally and start a conversation with them so they didn't have to creep after her, because so long as they were there, she felt safe.

At first she'd thought they were being very over protective, but she was grateful when she was dragged into a classroom one day by Cedric, only to have Draco burst in and give him a nose bleed before Cedric could raise his fist at her.