A/N: So yesterday I left you guys off with a cliffhanger. So what do you think is going to happen? What will happen to Aaralyn and Rosaline? We might never know...JUST KIDDING! You're going to find out in the this chapter! So thank you muentiger and im-the-doctor for reviewing on the last chapter. And enjoy this one. Don't forget to review!

Once I made it to the common room, I collapsed onto the couch. I could feel my heart race insanely and I was breathing unevenly. Soon Rosaline came rushing in after me. She panted and leaned against the wall. As soon as she caught her breath she turned to me.

"What the hell was that?" she asked, infuriated.

"I don't know," I said, "My wand was on the ground, Malfoy was going to curse me and I panicked. It was just my natural reflexes."

"Well your 'natural reflexes' are going to get us killed," Rosaline snapped, "We could get kicked out of the school. Or worse, Division could come here."

"I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't know what I was doing!"

"Obviously," Rosaline scoffed.

"Would you give me some slack," I begged, "I've never been in this situation before."

Rosaline sighed and then started to pace around the room. Back and forth, back and forth she went. Finally she stopped and turned back to me.

"Fine," she said, "But next this happens and we're out of here the next day."

I nodded to show that I understood. I felt a little relieved, but then it went away again. Because the common room door came bursting open and in came Hermione, Harry and Ron.

"We need to talk to you," Hermione said.

"What the bloody hell was that back there?" Ron asked.

"How did you guys get in here?" I asked shocked.

"We got a Ravenclaw to let us in," Harry said, "Now you need to give us an explanation. How did you do that?"

"Do what?" I asked pretending to be confused.

"Oh you bloody know what," Ron said, "That thing you did in class. You blocked off Malfoy's spell...with your bare hands."

"No witch or wizard has ever been able to do that," Hermione said, "There are no special powers in the wizardry world that gives a wizard that."
"Of course," Rosaline muttered.

God Hermione just had to be a know-it-all at a time like this.

"How did you do it?" Harry repeated.

I looked at Rosaline worried. She looked the same way towards me.

"Should we tell them?" I asked.

"I don't know," Rosaline said, "It's your problem, your choice."

"What do you mean my problem?" I asked.

"You're the one that got us into this mess," Rosaline said.

"It's not my fault I was born with it," I said.

"Born with what?" Hermione asked, interrupting our argument.

"Just tell them," Rosaline said.

I sighed and stood up.

"I don't know where to start," I said.

"How about the beginning?" Ron asked smartly.

"Don't be a smart-ass with me," I said, "Do you want to hear this or not?"

No one replied, probably meaning they wanted to listen.

"Alright," I started, "Wizards and witches aren't the only supernatural people in this world. There are others. But they live in what you guys call the muggle world. They might look like your average, every day 'muggle,' but their not. Their special; really special. They're born with powers that seem impossible. They come with all sorts of them; people who can see the future, people who can move objects with their minds, people who can scream so loud that it will literally make your head pop off. The list keeps going."

"So what are they to guys?" Harry asked.

"We are them," Rosaline said, "I'm what they call a Shadow. I can erase memory and block off tracks to anyone that's a Sniff. Sniffs can smell any object that you've touched or owned and know where you were at that very moment."

"We came here to hide from a group in the government called 'Division,'" I said, "They're looking for me. I'm what they call a Keeper. I'm pretty special to them because I'm the only one of my kind. They want to bring back psychic warfare and make me their ultimate weapon. They're just going to use me until I'm useless; dead. I can't let that happen."

Ron, Hermione and Harry looked at us with blank expressions. Harry's face was a little more curious. Hermione seemed to be questioning our story in her mind. Ron just looked...odd.

"What a load of waffle," Ron said.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"I don't believe you," he said, being more specific.

I rolled my eyes at his annoyance. Of course he didn't believe us.

"How am I supposed to believe that you guys can do these-"

"Supernatural, idiotic things that supposedly don't exist," I said finishing his sentence.

He looked at me shocked.

"I knew you were going to say that," I said.

"W-well," Ron stuttered, "That still doesn't prove anything."

I sighed in frustration. I lifted my hand and flicked it up. Immediately Ron went flying into the air. Hermione gasped and Harry's eyes went wide as saucers. Ron was shrieking like a girl.

"What's happening?" he screamed.

"Do you believe me now?" I asked, "Because I can leave you up there all day if I want."

"Alright, alright," he said, "I believe you!"

I smirked and lowered my hand, gently putting Ron on the ground. He got up quickly and looked at me as if I was an alien.

"How did you do that?" Harry asked.

"I already told you," I said.

"So it's all real?" Hermione asked.

"Yes," I sighed, "But now that you guys know I'll have to leave Hogwarts. As soon as we leave this world, Division will catch us, probably kill Rosaline and use me to start another war."

I sat back down on the couch, looking down at my feet. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. I felt someone sit next to me and place a hand on my shoulder. I looked up see Hermione with a sympathetic smile on her face.

"We can keep your secret," she said.

"You guys can't tell anyone," I said, "The only other person here that knows about it this Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore?" Ron asked.

"Of course he knows you dumb-ass," Rosaline said with the strongest sarcastic tone ever heard, "How do you think we got into the school? Teleportation?"

"Shut up," Ron muttered.

"I don't understand why they want you though," Harry said, "What's a Keeper? And why are they so special?"

"Because a Keeper has all of the powers combined," I said, "It's as if I'm the 'keeper' of the powers. And since I'm the only one of my kind, they might as well use me now while I'm still young."

"That's terrible," Hermione said.

"Well life isn't supposed to be rainbows, sunshine and unicorns frolicking in a field of daisies," Rosaline said.

"Yeah," I agreed, "In the real world the rainbows are on fire, it's always cloudy and the unicorns in a field of daises are just donkeys in field of dead grass."

"That's just depressing," Ron said.

"It's reality," I corrected.

Rosaline sighed and then got up.

"Well," she said, "I have to go erase the memory of a bunch of 4th years."

"Have fun," I said as she left the common room.

Later that day I was called into Dumbledore's office. Great, now I was in trouble. He'll probably kick me out for exposing myself to their world. Now I'll definitely get sent home. I followed Professor McGonnagall to a statue of an eagle...or something close to an eagle.

"Pumpkin Pasties," she said as she waved her hands in the air.

Suddenly the statue moved in a circle, revealing an office. It must have been Dumbledore's. I didn't see him in there, so I wondered around the room curiously. Hundreds of paintings hung from the walls. On one of the shelves there was a manky old hat with a tipped point. It looked like a typical witch's hat that you would see in a cartoon or the Wizard of Oz. Suddenly the wrinkles in the hat formed a face, and it looked at me.

"I don't remember putting you in Ravenclaw," it said.

I gasped and jumped back a little.

"You t-talk?" I asked.

"Of course I talk," the hat scoffed, "You definitely don't go here."

"That obvious, huh?" I asked.

"Couldn't be any more obvious," it said.

"Well to be honest, I don't go here," I said.

"I'm not surprised," it said in a snobbish tone, "You might smart, always studying, but you don't have the look of a witch. You're just another pathetic muggle."

"Shut up," I scowled, "Before I rip you into hundred pieces without using my hands. Trust me, I can do that."

The hat just smirked and then morphed back into a regular hat. I gladly walked away from it and continued to look around the room. I then saw the most beautiful bird I had ever seen before. It was bright red, and the tips of feathers were the color of flames. It looked at me and quietly squawked. I carefully walked closer to it but then it suddenly burst into flames. I jumped back three feet and gasped in surprise. That poor just exploded. Dumbledore was going to kill me!

"Miss White," I heard an older voice say.

I turned around startled, and saw Dumbledore standing behind me.

"P-professor Dumbledore," I stuttered, "You're bird; it just...blew up."

"Oh," he sighed, "About time. Poor Fawkes was looking a little peaky."

I stared at him wide-eyed. He wasn't sad? Was he heartless towards animals or something?

"Fawkes is a phoenix," Dumbledore explained, "Once a phoenix dies, it bursts into flames. But then it rebirths by the ashes left behind."

Suddenly something moved in the ashes. A small baby bird peaked its head out and squealed. It was so adorable, I couldn't help but smile.

"But I believe you didn't come to talk about phoenixes," Dumbledore continued, "I've heard you used your powers in class."

"It wasn't my fault," I said, "Well I was the one using the powers but it was a natural instinct. I saw Malfoy about to attack me and I panicked. I was trained to act like that, sir. And I'm really sorry. Trust me it won't happen again."

"I'm glad to hear that," Dumbledore said, "But people were there at the time it occurred. And we can't have Rosaline erasing their memory by herself now, can we?"

I smirked and nodded.

"I will have some of the students come see me," Dumbledore smiled, "You may go now."

"Thank you, sir," I smiled back.

I then turned to leave.

"Oh and Aaralyn," Dumbledore called to me.

I turned back around to listen.

"Remember that whenever you're in doubt," Dumbledore said, "The best place to turn to is where you feel at home."

He winked and then let me go. I didn't know what he meant by that, but whatever. I'll probably figure it out later.

Rosaline's POV

I woke up from a pleasant night's sleep. I stretched and tossed my feet over the side of my bed. I slipped on a pair of jeans and long-sleeved slim fit black shirt. I heard a tapping on my window. I came close enough to see that it was an owl, with an envelope clutched in its beak. I opened the window, letting in the morning spring air in with the owl. I took the letter and then the owl flew away. It was a letter for me and Aaralyn. I opened it and then started to read.

Dear Aaralyn and Rosaline,

What the hell were you guys thinking? You told someone about your powers? Have you gone insane? Are you stupid? I don't understand why you did such a ridiculous thing. And Aaralyn, you revealed your powers in class? That's even more ridiculous; exposing your powers to people you don't know. Anyone in there could have told someone else. And then it would be spread around the entire school! Rosaline, I know that erased a couple of memories and I know that Dumbledore took care of the rest, but still. You have to be more careful. And I told you guys to stay undercover! Telling some "friends" about who you guys really are is not staying undercover! The more people you tell, the more risky this will become. Not only am I seeing our death, but I'm also seeing the death of people I don't even know. That's just cruel. You guys better do something quick, because I'm getting sick of drawing dead bodies every day!

-Cassie

I glared at the letter and then crumpled it up furiously. God dammit Cassie you piss me off sometimes! I threw the crumpled letter into the fire and growled deeply. I rubbed my forehead with the palms of my hands. Things were just getting out of hand.

I left the common room, deciding to go for a walk. The only thing that would make things worse at the moment would be running into Cedric. I definitely did not want to see him. That asshole was confusing me. First he flirts with me, then he breaks my heart, he claims that Cho's his girlfriend and then he freakin' kisses me. Did he suddenly not care about Cho? Or did they break up? Or did he just want to mess with my head even more?

Suddenly I bumped into someone without looking.

"Oh God I'm sor-" I stopped midway when I saw who I ran into.

Speak of the devil and he will appear.

It was Cedric. He looked at me, eyes wide. I guess he didn't want to see me either.

"Hi," he said.

"Hey," I said awkwardly.

We just stood there silently, not knowing what to say. I looked down at the tip of my converse. I didn't want to look him in the eyes.

"Listen," he said, finally breaking the silence, "I'm sorry for what I did. I don't know why I did it honestly. At the moment I thought it was the right thing to do. But obviously I was wrong."

I awkwardly ran my hand through my hair. The real problem was that I didn't know if it was wrong of him to do.

"I wouldn't say it was wrong," I said, "I just thought it sudden and shocking. I wasn't expect you kiss me when you got Cho to make out with."

"Well not anymore," he said, "She dumped me. She said I wasn't paying attention to her."

"Were you?" I asked.

"No," he admitted, "I was too busy trying to be at least your friend again. I didn't want to loose you."

"I don't see how I could be some important to you," I said uninterested.

"You are important," Cedric said, "You're everything to me."

I was completely confused. Cedric came closer to me and brushed my hair away from my face. He kept his hand on my cheek and looked deep into my eyes.

"I'm crazy for you Rosaline," he said, "Since the first day I noticed your electric blue hair and your angelic voice. I thought that I could never fall for someone. I thought that I was just going to be the player I always was. As ridiculous as that sounds it's true. When I realized I liked you, I couldn't let that happen to myself. But I was such an idiot for doing that to you; when I saw how hurt you were I was hurt myself. Then Aaralyn busted my lip, and then you told me off. That's when I realized I needed to get over myself and just get you back already."

I didn't know how to react. What was I supposed to say to this? Cedric then slipped away from me.

"It was nice talking to you Rosaline," he said.

Then he walked away, leaving me confused and conflicted. What was I supposed to feel? What was I supposed to do? I didn't even know if I liked him back. I was too busy hating him to even think about how I truly felt. I think that maybe...I did like him.