Allie slammed the paper down on Professor Snape's desk, he looked up at the small blond, startled by her fierceness. She bowed her head down so she was on the same level as his murky, muddy eyes. "Here you are Professor, I needed a little extra room so it's about 5 feet 5 inches, I hope you don't mind." Her face was twisted in an almost evil way. She had spent all night locked in the library to write this stupid thing. She borrowed Harry's Invisibility Cloak to hide under after hours until the librarian left for bed. She didn't finish the paper until 3:30 in the morning and Allie wasn't happy about it, but no way in hell would she let Snape know that.

She was cranky and the sight of the potions master didn't improve her mood any. Snape was stunned to see the essay on his desk, he didn't think she would finish it. That will teach him to mess with her. "Is there anything else you require of me, sir?" It was a challenge, not a question. He snarled at his new least favorite Gryffindor.

"Find your seat." She gave him a little mock bow and retreated to sit next to Draco. She winked at Harry on the way to her table in the back corner of the room. She sank into her chair and laid her head on the table, she was SO tired.

The rest of the day pasted too slowly for Allie. All she needed was rest. Right after classes finished Allie went back to the Common Room and fell asleep, curled up in her favorite over sized chair.

She awoke a couple hours later to the unpleasant sound of raised voices. Her eyes fluttered open to see Ron and Harry arguing over Merlin knew and Harry had not been on speaking terms since the night Harry's name came out of the cup. Allie was still half asleep when Ron stormed out of the room with his ears the color of fire (that was a BAD sign), she didn't catch any of their conversation, but she knew it wasn't a good one. However, at the moment she really didn't care why they were fighting or what about.

Harry ran his hands through his already messy hair and took a deep breath. He fell down onto the floor and laid there, not even bothering to walk to the couch to sit. Allie read his thoughts and he was drained physically and emotionally, nothing was seriously wrong which was a plus. She got up and went to lay next to him.

They looked a little crazy just laying on their backs on the common room floor but neither of them noticed. They stared at the ceiling for a while, taking in the different patterns that were there. The other Gryffindor's slowly started to leak out of the room and go to the Great Hall for dinner. Allie and Harry still lay in their same positions Twenty minutes passed, they still laid on the carpet unmoved. Harry finally spoke.

"Aren't you gonna ask me what happened?"

Allie yawned, "Nope." Harry lifted his head and shifted on to his forearm to face her, digging in deeper to the mystery that was Allie.

"Why not?"

"To be quite honest, I don't really care. You and Ron have been acting like a couple of girls for a week now and it's just stupid." Harry was taken aback. She wasn't acting like herself. Ah, that's right. Harry remembered her activities from the night before and her strange attitude made sense.

"Your cranky. I assume you didn't get much sleep last night after writing your mile long essay?"

"Try about 2 and a half hours of restless sleep." She yawned again. "Sorry I'm acting like a huge witch -no pun intended- I told you I was not fun when I'm tired." She laid back down and snuggled into the carpet, prepared to fall back asleep right where she was.

Harry sat up and crossed his legs so he was sitting indian style. He was just looking at the tiny girl falling asleep on the floor. "What?" She mumbled. Her eyes weren't even open so she must have been either reading his mind or she sensed him staring at her. Either way Harry had to watch himself.

"Nothing." He responded quickly. She took a deep breath then sat up. She rubbed her eyes and ran her fingers through her hair a bit.

"Alright I'm up. Let's go to dinner."

"We don't have to go if you don't want, too. You don't seem hungry" He told her. She stood up and offered him one of her petite hands.

"I'm not hungry, but you are. I could have heard your stomach growling from the other side of the school. And I know that you aren't gonna leave me here alone so I'm going." She had her eyes still closed and yawned once more. Harry knew she was tired but he wasn't going to complain if she was going to spend time with him.

They walked to the Great Hall and met up with Hermione who was sitting with Neville. Ron was sitting with Dean and Seamus as far away from them as he could. If he went anyfar down the table he would be sitting in Snape's lap. When they sat down Allie just leaned her head on Hermione's shoulder and closed her eyes again. Hermione didn't even have to ask what was wrong, she was the unfortunate person who had the pleasure of waking Allie up that morning.

Harry asked Hermione if she would help him practice some spells for the first task that was supposed to place that coming Sunday. She agreed to help him. Harry was beginning to get nervous about the task. Since he learned that dragons were involved in the challenge he really needed to make sure that he was well prepared.

On the way back to the Common Room after dinner, Hermione and Allie walked together while Harry walked a few steps behind them talking to Neville. Allie and Hermione had their arms linked as they walked through the endless maze of corridors.

"So, Allie, what's this I hear about you and Cedric." Harry stopped midsentence to listen to what Hermione was talking about.

"What do you hear?" Allie questioned.

"Just that you are going to Hogsmeade together this weekend." She nudged Allie in the ribs lightly. Allie rolled her eyes at the bushy haired girl next to her. She heard someone's heartbeat quicken. She glanced around and caught Harry looking at her, when their eyes met he looked away and started his conversation back up.

"So is it true?" Hermione interrogated.

"Yes, it is." Allie stated matter of factly. She lifted her chin to Hermione silently telling her that was all she was going to say.

She heard Harry's heartbeat speed up more like he was running a marathon. She looked back to see the blood pounding in the veins beneath. It hurt her to make Harry feel this way, but the closer she got to Cedric the safer Harry was. Cedric's blood didn't have the same affect on her as Harry's did. Plus she liked Cedric, she didn't need to feel bad for liking someone. Did she?

The rest of the journey to the common room was filled with small talk. Gryffindor Tower was filled with it's inhabitants. The Weird Sisters were playing loudly from a wireless set placed on an end table. Allie didn't usually care for magical bands, but the Weird Sisters weren't half bad. All the couches and chairs were full which made Allie cranky, curse Lavender for taking her chair! Ohmygoodness, you are a freak. Mentally cursing people in your head is weird. You need sleep! Her mind was yelling. The four just stood around talking since there was nothing else to do. Allie saw Fred and George Weasley whispering to each other and gazing over at her. Something was going down and it pretty much scared the crap out of her, especially since it involved the twins.

"Hey George." Fred said loudly. The two made a wide circle through the crowd of Gryffindors. "Are you hungry?" They closed in on either side of the small blond girl.

"Oh no!" She said trying to find an escape route. None were to be found, she was blocked in on all sides, great. Just freakin great.

"Why yes I am Fred." He gave her an evil glare. "I'm hungry for an Allie sandwich." They lunged at her and trapped her in between them. They laughed loudly along with the others around them as they squished her in a hug on both sides. This was not Allie's night. When they finally let go she pushed them as hard as she could. They surprisingly staggered back a step.

"No more Allie sandwiches!" She firmly stated. They put their hands up in defeat. She walked away and went over to the window. She sat down on the ledge and looked out over the Black Lake. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately, it had a soothing affect on her, it made her feel like she was back in Chicago with Jake looking at Lake Michigan. Harry followed her and sat on the opposite edge of the ledge.

"So you and Cedric?" Contempt laced his voice and made it deeper.

"Harry..." She didn't want to talk about this at all, especially not with Harry.

"He's a little old for you, don't you think?"

"No." Allie scoffed at him. She could not believe he just went there. She crossed her arms defensively, this was none of his business.

"Why are you going out with him? " Harry said bluntly. "I thought we... you... " She looked at him with sad eyes. Allie knew what he was trying to say, she felt the word vomit starting to rise up her throat.

"We did." She told him quickly and quietly. Harry looked at her. He was somewhere between ecstatic and depressed. She said 'did' not 'do'. He felt his muscles start to tense up.

"But, then why?" He questioned, begging her to give him an answer.

"Because." Allie cut him off. She couldn't tell him the reason why. She liked Cedric but she was connected to Harry. If her and Harry begun dating he would be in even more danger than he was by being her friend. She was keeping him safe. Just like her dad tried to keep her mom safe, only this time she was going to make sure it worked.

"Because, why?" He demanded to know.

"Harry, don't" She said weakly. She got up to leave, Harry grabbing her wrist and spun her around so she was inches from him. He didn't relinquish his hold on her even after he had had her full attention. Allie cranked her neck up to look at his face and glare at him with wide blue eyes.

"Don't walk away. You always walk away." He was mad. Allie noted the blood surging through the veins in his neck. He calmed a bit and his grasp loosened on Allie's wrist. "You know what I think? I think your scared." His eyes searched hers trying to get even a small clue as to what she was thinking.

Her face remanded hard. "Scared of what?" She asked quietly but her voice held an angry tone. Harry didn't answer her. She yanked her wrist from his hand. She was upset that he was trying to convince her not to go out with Cedric, and that that it was working very well actually.. Harry. Think of Harry. The voice in her head reasoned with her calmly. She signed deeply before turning around and taking a step away from him.

"What are you doing?" Harry demanded.

"Doing what I do best according to you. I'm walking away." Allie went over to Hermione and sat with her while she discussed an assignment with Ron who seemed to be more confused that usual. Allie sat there, quiet and thoughtful. Every once in a while glancing over at Harry. He was playing exploding snaps with Dean unenthusiastic about the game (which is a hard thing to do when playing that particular game). Once in a while his green eyes would meet hers and she would snap her gaze down at her hands.

She was regretting the way she acted toward Harry. Her hot and cold moody swings confused the boy who lived. She wanted to be around him but she couldn't get close. Just like my parents. A lump formed in Allie's throat. All the things that have happened to her since coming to Hogwarts seemed to come back to her parents and their story that she had been told so many times. Maybe it was the place or maybe it was a certain boy with glasses that was getting to her, she wasn't sure. All Allie knew was that she had to make things right.

Harry went up to his dorm room that night to see there was a note waiting for him on his bed. On the front of the folded piece of paper it read 'To Harry' in girly chicken scratch. He knew it was from Allie because no other girl would send him a note and Hermione's handwriting was way to neat to ever look like that even if it was just to Harry.

He opened the letter in a fury, wanting to know what the half vampire had to say.

Harry,

Tonight you said that I was scared of something. And it's true, I am. But for different reasons than you think. I cannot explain to you what those reasons are at the moment but I need you to trust me when I say that whatever happens it is for the best. Just trust me Harry. Please.

Allie.

P.S. If you tell any one that I am scared of something, I will be forced to take action. And you won't like it.

The letter ended in a very Allie-like way, with a joke that makes you feel like things aren't as terrible as they really are. Harry was confused. Well what else is new when it comes to this girl? How was going out with Cedric for the best? What reasons? Then it hit him like a bludger to the face. He knew the reason, he'd always known it.

Allie was a question without answer. Everything about her was mysterious and hard to understand but she was by no stretch of the imagination dumb, childish and playful yes but it could in no way be confused with dumb, in fact she was the complete opposite. If she said she knows what she's doing then Harry had to accept that. He didn't have to like it because he bloody well wouldn't, he just had to be understanding. Harry reluctantly decided he would do what Allie asked of him. He would trust her.

ok so im not sure im completely happy with the story. i feel like there are things that i haven't explained well. dont freak out, im not going to stop writing, i'll just probably be making revisions. so if you want with in the next week or so start the story over and maybe you will have a better understanding of what the heck is going on in this crazy story. thanks for reading =]