Schools over for me, finals are up and I'm graduating. Meaning summer's near and I have a lot of things to do here so I'm hurrying up this story. It will end nothing like the book/movie. Sirius will live, spoilers, and Voldemort won't show up.

Only a few more chaps left, i think about -5.

Chapter 26

They were lucky enough to not get caught the next morning, by Umbridge. When Dey arrived at her room, Harry was there, with arms crossed and a foot tapping the floor.

"Where have you been?" He asked.

"Pft, here." Dey said, looking around. "At Hogwarts."

"I haven't seen you since yesterday morning."

"I was busy on some school stuff."

"Strange since we have the same classes and I don't remember any homework."

"…That's why you have Hermione." She shrugged. "You forget things, Harry." Dey walked to her bed to drop her bag on it.

"What is this?" She turned to see him holding the other piece of the plate, the one she first found.

"Um, a family…thing."

"Dey, just tell me."

"It's nothing important, Harry. Can I have it back?"

"Why? You said it's not important." He hid it in his pocket and left.

"Harry!"

She followed him down the stairs to the common room, calling him, but he didn't stop.

"Tell me what it is and I'll give it back?" Harry said, turning around, walking backwards.

"Where you up there?" He turned to see Ron and Hermione. "I didn't see you."

"Ah-"

"Yeah, and Hagrid came back, did you put your truck up there?" Hermione asked.

"Ah, no. I decided to stay with him for a while since he came back injured and Umbridge already threat him to kick him out.
"Hm, and why were you up there?" Hermione asked Dey.

"Ah, playing hide and seek."

"…Harry, what's going on?" Hermione finally asked.

"Yeah, we now something's going on. You've been acting weird since she arrived." Ron added.

"It's nothing, guys, we have some unfinished business."

"Harry, you can't keep hiding things. Umbridge will suspect something."

"I know, Hermione! And you keep reminding me, it doesn't make a difference!"

"Calm down." Dey told him. "Look we both had a bad day yesterday so, just give him some time-"

"No one asked you." Hermione said and Dey just glared at her from up to down.

"You don't want to start with me, Granger." Dey gave a daring step forward and Hermione tried not to look intimidated.

"Enough, alright." Harry said. "We should all get some breakfast and enjoy the day."

"I'm not hungry." Dey said, still looking at Hermione.

"I am." She said, walking away.

"I'll see you later, then." Harry said before he and Ron followed Hermione.

Dey called Harry one last time before he left, to get the piece back, but Harry completely ignored her; only Ron looked back. At night, Dey was alone in the common room when Hermione walked in. She stopped when she spotted the lonely girl, who's hair has gotten strongly long in such short time, sitting alone, just staring at the fire.

"Deyanira," Hermione spoke when she walked to her. Dey just turned her head to her. "We need to talk." Hermione sat across the couch to leave distance. "What are you doing to Harry?"

"…What?" Dey responded, scoffing.

"You heard me. Harry has been acting strange since you two met. He runs out constantly with out saying anything and, coincidentally, we later find him with you."

"…Coincidence?" Dey scoff again.

"Don't play with me, you know I'm a prefect."

"A prefect using her 'power' against a student. How interesting."

"I do have something on you," Hermione kept glaring at her. "I saw you coming down of the boy sides. That is not permitted."

"I wasn't even inside any boy's dormitory. I was just outside."

"Doing what? What I understand, Harry's staying at Hagrid's."

"You do know I'm with George right. Harry and I aren't doing anything…at least dangerous." Dey grinned.

"Listen, if you are planning on doing something to him, I warn you, it won't turn out pretty for you."

"I'm shaking." Dey grinned again and Hermione was losing her patience.

"I'm just warning you."

"I can take you on, Granger. And I'm not doing anything to Harry. He is such a nice guy, I would never hurt him."

"I'm just saying…he can't risk anything and ever since you came to Hogwarts, he has been in a lot of trouble."

"He always was."

"More."

"Don't worry about me, alright?" Dey got up. "I'm on your side."

Dey walked away and Hermione got up, hitting the couch, and giving a few steps.

"I'm not done with you!" The few students looked at Hermione, who had screamed, and Dey turned around, grinning.

"I am."

"Just tell me what the bloody hell do you and Harry have going on!" Hermione demanded.

"Hey, hey!" George and Fred entered with grins. "I wasn't aware of anything new in our relationship, Dey."

"You must now then!" Hermione pointed at George while he wrapped an arm around Dey.

"What?"

"Why is Harry so strange this year."

"…Angst?" George said, shrugging and Hermione took a deep breath.

"What's going on here?" Harry asked as he entered with Ron.

"There's nothing to see here!" Dey told the others who were still watching and they returned to their activities, with still a few peeks.

The six of them just looked at each other, tension hung in the air coming from Hermione, George and Dey looked calmed, Fred and Ron didn't know what the hell was happening and Harry was bouncing stares between Hermione and Dey.

"You know what, forget it." Hermione said before walking away.

"What happened?" Ron asked.

"She just came blaming me that Harry was acting strange because of me." Dey answered.

"Well it's kind of true…" Ron added. "George too, and both did when they met you."

"Am I acting strange?" George asked Fred.

"Honestly, I just thought it was because you were love sick." His brother answered.

"Exactly." George added.

"What about Harry?" Ron asked.

"…You and me, need to talk." Harry pointed at Dey before walking to her.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her away to the boys' dormitory, leaving the three gingers behind. Harry pulled Dey into their room and locked the door behind.

"What the bloody hell are you doing with this?" He asked, pulling the piece out of his pocket, Dey sighed.

"Harry, no-"

"Please tell me. I'm sick of these secrets." Dey bit her bottom lip as she thought. She walked to her bed and grabbed the book off the night table, the one she took from the ministry. She opened it where she had the bookmark and gave it to him. He took a while to read it. "…this…this looks dangerous." Dey sighed and took the book from his hands.

"George already gave me the speech."

"Wow, if a Weasley twin said it, it's too dangerous."

"It's the only way out, Harry."

"No, there are others. Dumbledore-"

"Ins't doing shit!" Dey snapped. "The year's almost over and he hasn't found anything-I did. This oclumency stuff will only help me control my memories-I want to end this! I didn't want to tell you 'cause I knew you would be against it, but…I'll stick by it."

"Dey, please…you can get killed."

"I'm only looking for the pieces…I have two, there's only one…then…I'll make a decision."

"Why not now? And stop this…" Harry stared blankly at her, remembering something. "Is that why you were gone for a day? Did you go looking for the other piece."

"Yes, and I found it. Nothing bad happened."

"Really?"

"Yes. Plus I was with George."

"So he knows?" Harry snapped. "That bloody git who met you and became responsible for you after me knew about this? And he didn't tell me?"

"It was because he found out on his own and he did want to tell you."

"Well he should have."

"Harry, are you in this with me? Or are you out?"

"Don't ask me this-"

"In…or out?" Harry stayed looking at her, thinking and going over what he read. This plate was dangerous, but if she has managed to get two plates by now, she was too determined. He got closer and handed her the piece.

"In." Dey smiled and he had to too.

"Now…I can see this is bothering your friendship with Ron and Hermione…I came after, they have been with you trough much more…I think you can tell them if you want to." Harry stayed quiet for a while and nodded.

"But are you sure?" Dey nodded, with out hesitation.

"Just be sure they aren't against it. Even if I think Hermione couldn't hate me anymore." Both chuckled.

"She just worries for me."

"Too much." Dey joked.

They decided to call it a night, the following day, Harry sat Hermione and Ron down in the great hall, during breakfast when it was empty and told them everything. From the start when Dumbledore introduced them, till the conversation he had with her about the plate, and everything in between.

"So you're in?" Ron asked, about looking for the next piece.

"Yeah."

"Well…" Hermione started. "Now everything makes sense…in one hand, it's ok that she wants to fix this, but this plate…I've never heard about it, and if you say what you read was nothing good, it would be best to ask Dumbledore."

"We can't, Hermione. She won't like that. Tonight we have oclumency with Snape, I'm hoping she just thinks this trough."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, not having anymore to say to Harry about the subject, at least good or something they know Dey will agree on.