A/N: I want to apologize if I mention a few things in my story that may be offensive to any of you guys. I wont change it though because this is how I portray they way I think they would react. Thank you for understanding.
**~~~~~~~~** Chapter Three **~~~~~~~~**
It was during breakfast that Hermione first felt that weird feeling in between her shoulders. She looked around quickly. She didn't know what it was but she had the weird feeling that someone was watching her.
Not seeing anything out of place she turned back to the parchment she had laid out beside her bowl of cereal. Today in Transfiguration she believed the class was going to be about Animagi. She was truly fascinated by Animagi and what they were capable of. They were amazing! She had been researching on the Transfiguration Process that Animagus can go through when Harry sat Heavily beside her.
"Good morning Harry!" She said cheerfully. When he didn't answer she looked up at him.
He was staring intently across the Grand Hall. She followed his gaze and realized it must be on the Slytherin table.
She shrugged maybe they had practice again and were worried that the Slytherin team would take the field from them.
"Hey Herms!" Ron said sitting down on her other side.
"Hey Ron! What's wrong with Harry?" She whispered the last part.
Ron shrugged.
"So what are we going to do today after classes?" Harry said suddenly all too exited.
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. What was up with him?
"I'm cutting back on my study hour so we can hang out at the field again mate!" Ron said smiling.
"Ron that's not very clever." Hermione chided him.
"No I think Hermione is right, besides, we hang out at the field too much lately. Why don't we go somewhere Hermione wants to hang today?" Harry said, again too cheerfully.
Ron stared at Harry awkwardly. Hermione smiled at him.
"Really?" She said excitedly.
Harry nodded.
"Well I'm researching on Animagi today, and I heard there is this really good spot in the library. Mrs. Pince just reorganized the students section and I was really exited to go check it out!"
Ron groaned loudly.
Hermione turned to look at him viciously.
"Honestly Ron, There is more to the wizard world than Quidditch!" She snapped at him heatedly.
"And there's more to my life then just libraries." Ron retorted as he stood snatching his book bag.
Hermione shook her head at him.
"Come on Harry lets go." Ron said ignoring Hermione.
Harry turned to look in the direction of the Slytherin table again. He shook his head, and turned back to his friends.
"Nah I'll catch up with you later mate, I'm going to wait on Herms."
Hermione blinked.
"Suit yourself." Ron answered heatedly and stormed off.
Hermione turned to look at Harry.
That was odd. He and Ron were practically inseparable. Had they gotten in another argument?
She shrugged and continued to finish her cereal, chatting cheerfully about her research to Harry.
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That bloody imbecile!
Draco glared across the Slytherin table watching Pothead and the Mudblood chatting away like idiots.
He was guarding her!
He slammed his fist on the table making his cereal jump dangerously. Crabb and Goyle stared at him.
Well, he thought he was smart did he? He couldn't hound her all day. He would make sure he had her alone today. No one would save that filthy mudblood from his wrath!
He nearly jumped out of his seat when Pansy placed her hands over his eyes and cooed at him.
He tried to jerk out of her grasp but the bitch held on tight.
"Guess who?"
"Pansy I know its you Damn it!" He snapped.
He pinched at her fingers and she let him go.
"What is it my Drakie?" She said in that infuriating cooing voice she knew he hated.
He looked back at the table but the mudblood wasn't there anymore. He jumped to his feet and looked over the students heads at the entrance of the Great Hall. He glimpsed that annoyingly unkempt hair of hers that trademarked her anywhere she was. Then they were out of sight.
That Damn Potter, he snatched her away from him!
He turned angrily to Pansy.
She visibly cowered from his glare.
He snatched his book bag and shoving her out of the way he hurried off. Crabbe and Goyle right followed promptly behind.
Draco searched his schedule for the day, looking for any classes he would have with the bloody Gryffindors and was glad to find that they would have transfiguration together during fifth period.
Smiling to himself he went on to Charms class.
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Harry knew that he had made Ron mad. The day before, they had made plans for practice in the field. What Ron didn't know was that something terrible had come up. Of course he couldn't tell Ron about it either, that would cause him to lose the bet. He hoped later on his friend would understand.
Hermione was still going on about some fascinating book she had found the other day. He tried really hard not to roll his eyes, good thing because she turned to look at him right then. He smiled hurriedly.
She stopped abruptly and he almost ran into her.
"Harry I know I'm boring you to death, you don't have to pretend that you're listening. You can go hang out with Ron if you want to." She said giving him that all-knowing-look she liked to give to people.
He tried hard no to succumb and run off.
He shook his head lazily.
"Is it that bad that I want to be with you?" Hermione stared at him for a moment.
She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him an icy stare.
"Spill it." Was all she said.
Harry tried not to gulp.
"What?" He said innocently.
"What's your problem now? What happened? Did you have another dream? Did your dreams foretell that I'm in danger? Did you-" She bombarded him with questions.
"No!" Harry interrupted and to silence her he put both hands over her mouth.
Crap! He blew it! She was getting on to him! Before he knew it she was going to be prying the truth out of him. How was he supposed to watch her and protect her from Malfoy if he couldn't make it seem natural?
He realized she was blushing.
He blinked and rapidly withdrew his hands from her persona.
He realized he was blushing slightly too.
"Um-" He began, then cleared his throat.
"What are you two doing? The bell has rung, off to your classes now!" A prefect seemed to come out of nowhere.
That was the first time Harry ever felt glad to see a Prefect and without another word to Hermione he rushed off to class.
His class was out in Green house #4, Herbology with Professor Sprout. Hermione had Divination, and Ron had Muggle studies, so he sat in class with out his friends.
He looked over to his side and with a shock realized that this class was with Ravenclaw students. He searched anxiously for that long straight blond hair, but was disappointed when he couldn't spot Luna.
He sighed and looked back at the teacher as she went on about Alihotsy, which appeared to cause hysteria.
Professor Sprout went around showing off the plant leaves and telling the students not to bring it anywhere near their nose, that just smelling it could cause slight hallucinations.
When it came up to Harry he cautiously observed it and then turned to pass it to the student behind him. Luna took the plant from his extended hand.
She smiled at him. Harry stared at her shocked. He hadn't looked behind him, only around the front of him, and there she was. He smiled back at her and she turned to examine the Alihotsy leave.
He was about to look over to Professor Sprout who was lecturing again, when he saw Luna sway slightly. His instincts took over and his hands snatched to catch her as she stumbled. He drew her close to him feeling her loose her balance.
She moaned dizzily.
"Loo-Luna?" he mentally kicked himself for nearly insulting her.
Professor Sprout hurried towards them, and examined the limp girl in Harry's arms.
"Oh no, I told you guys not to sniff it, it appears she may be slightly allergic."
Some students snickered and laughed quietly.
Harry felt blood rush to his face. Now he was going to be the laughing stalk for the whole class. He couldn't have let her fall though.
"What do I do?" Harry whispered to the Professor.
"Please take her to the Hospital Wing Harry, Madam Pomfrey will know what to do."
With that Professor Sprout continued with her lesson.
Harry carefully dragged Luna away from the group of students, then picked her up into his arms. He rushed to the Hospital Wing. Unfortunately, he forgot his wand at the Greenhouse and he couldn't charm Luna to levitate along beside him. So he had to carry her all the way into the castle and up to the Third Floor. He looked down at Luna in his arms, sweat dripped down his nose and a droplet fell on her cheek. His glasses were beginning to fog, but he was able to see that Lunas' lips had turned a dark shade of blue. He panicked and took the rest of the steps 3 at a time.
He kicked the double doors of the entrance to the Hospital Wing and rushed in. His breathing was ragged and he could barely talk.
"Madam Pomfrey!" He yelled out spotting an empty bed nearby.
He rushed to the bed, gently lowered Luna onto it and then fell heavily onto the chair beside it. Madam Pomfrey rushed to him.
"What in the blazes is going on? Did you just kick my doors open young man?" Madam Pomfrey began chiding him but he pointed at Luna on the bed. Her breathing was rapid and ragged. Her face was pale except for those dark blue lips.
"Oh my!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed and rushed to the unconscious girl on the bed. Harry removed his glasses to clean them and squinted in Madam Pomfreys direction, trying to see what she was doing, but his vision was blurry and unsteady.
"Get me some water boy hurry and a glass!" Madam Pomfrey ordered and Harry jumped to his feet replacing his now semi clean glasses. He searched for the water jug and the glass, they were on a small glass table across the room. He rushed to it, shakily poured a glass of water then rushed back to Madam Pomfrey.
Luna was stirring when he looked over Pomfrey's shoulder. Her lips were now a light blue and her face was slightly gaining color. Pomfrey snatched the cup from his outstretched hand and turned back to the stirring girl.
"You may go now, I'll take it from here." Pomfrey said shortly.
"But- I-" Harry began, but Madam Pomfrey gave him a sharp glare.
Harry nodded then was rushed out by one of Madam Pomfreys assistants.
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Luna Lovegood opened her eyes slowly. She had a bad headache and her vision was blurry. She kept her eyes closed to help her dizziness go away.
The last thing she remembered was standing in Greenhouse 4 amongst the students in her class and looking at a strange looking leave. Then she felt her body freeze and a terrible cold overcome her. She had felt her breathing become difficult and her knees couldn't hold her anymore. She had felt someones hands surround her and then she couldn't remember anything else.
She cleared her throat and realized it was dry.
She began to shiver uncontrollably and she opened her eyes.
Madam Pomfrey looked intently at her, she was holding a glass of water.
"Oh Thank Merlin you're awake!" Pomfrey muttered and waived her wand.
Luna felt her body being gently pulled up to a sitting position.
"Here sip this. It will calm the cold shivers."
As soon as the liquid touched her lips she felt a warmth overcome her mouth and desperately she sipped at the drink feeling the liquid warm her throat and then chest then her stomach and finally the rest of her body.
Luna finished the drink and then she was laid back onto her back.
"Rest for a little longer then you may leave." Madam Pomfrey ordered.
Lana drifted off to sleep again, and in her dreams she saw, various times, bright green eyes.