Hello readers. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE WONDERFUL REVIEWS! I was literally bouncing up and down when I saw all the emails! You guys made my week :) So I know that this is a NEVILLE and AUBRIELLE fanfic, but Emolly is also very key to this story. For the next couple of chapters, she is going to be more prevalent but trust me…it needs to happen. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the update! RxR!

(Tuesday, November 11th)

Emolly sprinted to the Room of Requirement and practically spat the password. The doors appeared and she quickly flung them open, happy to be away from Blaise and with her friends again. She knew she would pay for not telling him where she was going, but it was worth it in her mind. Aubrielle spun around to see her friend and wrapped her arms around the blonde in a vice grip hug. She started to tear up, happy to see her in one piece and unharmed. They stood still for a moment before the Slytherin pulled away to reassure her friend.

"Nothing happened…at all. Promise."

"Blaise didn't touch you?"

"Well I mean, I slept in his bed but we, well we cuddled, kinda."

The Ravenclaw raised an eyebrow in confusion. What was that Slytherin bastard up to? He cuddled with her? What was he playing at? Aubrielle looked back at her friend to see a glimpse of hope in her eyes.

"Emolly, I know he may be putting on a charade right now…but you can't let it get into your head that he means well. He doesn't!"

"I know Aubrielle, trust me. I may have been in his bed last night but I stayed wide-awake all night. There was no way in Hell I was shutting my eyes."

Aubrielle had a small instance of relief. She needed to trust Emolly's judgment more because the witch really did have a solid head to her. The Slytherin smiled at her best friend but it faded quickly when Luna and Neville walked over to the duo and asked if Emolly could kindly come with them for a moment. At first, Emolly was worried that Aubrielle had told them about her situation with Blaise but she could tell by the look on the Ravenclaw's face that she had no idea what was going on either. Aubrielle shot her boyfriend a perplexed look but he simply smiled at her before kissing her on the cheek and walking away. The witch watched as the three seventh years talked in a corner of the Room for a little bit and then headed towards Ginny. The four of them stood there before Luna called the lesson to order.

"Alright everyone, settle down. Today's lesson is a very important and complex one so I need you to really listen. It's so difficult, in fact, that it will be in two parts. We will finish the lesson at this same time tomorrow."

The members shuffled in closer to Luna, nervous and excited to learn something so advanced. There were a couple of hushed whispers when they realized Emolly was standing with the instructors instead of with the students. She was standing there nervously, hating whenever the attention was on her. Luna cleared her throat and took a step ahead of everyone to properly take charge.

"Today will be your first step in creating your Patronus charm. The Patronus charm is difficult to make but once you master it, it can save your life. For those of you who do not know, your Patronus fights against dementours. The most advance form of a Patronus takes the shape of an animal or creature that is unique to the witch or wizard that casted it. That is what we are going to strive for. In order to create one of that caliber, you must think of a happy memory, the most powerful one you can think of. Now, I all know you guys are wondering why Emolly is up here with us. She is up here so she can show you her Patronus, since it is probably the best one I have ever seen in my life and it would be a great demonstration for you all to see. Emolly…if you would please."

The Slytherin stepped forward and smiled weakly at everyone. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply while recounting the first time she ever met Aubrielle. She grinned as the memory came back to her as if it were yesterday. She opened her eyes with a new sparkle in them and swished her wand in the air.

"Expecto Patronum!"

A wave of silver light beamed out of her wand and the students watched with their eyes wide. The light then transformed into a perfectly shaped hummingbird. Emolly kept her wand up as the bird darted around the Room and in between peoples' heads. They all laughed as the creature danced and fluttered around them. It flew back to it's creator and perched itself on the tip of her wand. She smiled at it and blew it a kiss before letting it slowly fade away. Once it was completely gone, the members erupted in applause and the witch gave a small bow. Luna gave her a little hug and let the clapping die down before talking again.

"Now, to create a Patronus of that complexity takes a lot of practice and dedication so I don't want you to get discouraged if you can not make one like that by the end of today because chances are, you won't. We simply want you to create the silver glow. Close your eyes and think of a memory and let it fill you up. When you think you have one strong enough, go to a spot in the Room and say, 'Expecto Patronum!' We'll walk around to help you out. Emolly, I want you to give advice too. Good luck!"

She clapped her hands together once and everyone broke away. Aubrielle had been waiting for this lesson for some time because she was extremely curious as to what her Patronus would be. She walked over to a corner of the Room and shut her eyes. What memory would be powerful enough? Singing in choir? No. Catching her first snitch? The memory came back to her vividly as she pictured her grasping the tiny winged creature in her hand. It had happened back in second year when she sealed the victory over a tough Slytherin team. She held her wand out as the memory flooded her brain.

"Expecto Patronum!"

A few wisps of silver light flooded out the tip of her wand but they quickly disappeared. She said the spell again, this time a little bit louder and with more force, but the same thing happened. She frowned, already getting discouraged. Neville had been watching her from a distance and decided to help his girlfriend out.

"Hey now, lift your head up. This is your first time with this spell. Tell me, what memory did you think of?"

Aubrielle turned to face the Gryffindor. She could tell that he was pleased with himself for knowing a spell better than her. Normally she was the one that had to help him out. After all, she had done Expelliarmus wordlessly and wandlessly.

"The first time I caught a snitch to win a game for Ravenclaw."

"And all you could produce were a few threads?"

Well since he put it that way… "Yeah."

"Huh. You need a stronger memory than. You need to think of something that completely takes you back, where your entire body warms from the thought of it."

She nodded her head and sat down on the closest cot to concentrate. She shut her eyes and just breathed, hoping that something would come back to her. If catching her first snitch wasn't powerful enough than neither would singing or being declared the valedictorian in potions. She recounted the last couple years at school, trying to pick out memorable moments. She remembered the absolute pride she felt after following in her mother's footsteps and being sorted into Ravenclaw, but it didn't make her entire body tingle with happiness. She thought about getting O's on every one of her O.W.L.S and beating Hermione Granger in potions, but again, it wasn't a strong enough recollection. She moved on to sixth year and found points that stuck out to her. She grinned to herself, suddenly remembering one of the best nights of her life. Her entire body heated up and she could practically place herself there again. She opened her eyes and stood up, satisfied with her choice and turned to face her observing boyfriend.

"I think I've got a memory strong enough."

"Alright, give it a go."

She raised her wand and concentrated by closing her eyes. She let her mind get lost in the moment again and practically shouted the spell.

"Expecto Patronum!"

She felt a strong vibration shoot through her arm and out her wand and she didn't even need to open her eyes to know that she done it.

"Aubrielle! LOOK!"

She opened her lids to see her boyfriend standing there in utter shock. It turns out that the memory was so powerful that it created a complete full body Patronus charm! Her jaw dropped as she watched the stealthy panther run around in mid air. There were large threads of silver light straying from it and casting off the Patronus as the animal explored the Room. Luna looked up to see what Neville was yelling about and felt herself growing a tad jealous of the witch's ability to pick up spells so quickly. She was happy for her, nonetheless, and congratulated her on her achievement.

"Well done Aubrielle! That's such an accomplishment!"

Neville stayed there with his mouth agape, "A huge accomplishment! What memory did you think of?"

Aubrielle turned to her boyfriend, letting the panther fade away so he would look at her, and smirked at him.

"The night you asked me to be your girlfriend."

o.O.o

"Why couldn't I do it?"

"What are you talking about Nielah? You were able to make a Patronus today!"

"But I couldn't make an animal!"

The fifth year was pouting on her cot later that night with her arms crossed over her chest. She had been able to accomplish a Patronus shield, but not a full body one. Being the perfectionist that she was, Nielah was not pleased. Neville was sitting next to her, trying to reassure her that she had made immense progress. Meanwhile, Aubrielle was lying down on the cot she use to share with Emolly with tears lightly streaking her cheeks. She was curled up in a ball, wishing that her friend were with her again. As soon as the lesson was over, Emolly had to sprint out of the Room so she could get back to Blaise as soon as possible. She said that the less she was gone, the less trouble she would get in. Neville looked over at the Ravenclaw worriedly and got up to walk over to her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and lightly placed his hand on her back.

"What's wrong Aubrielle? Why isn't Emolly here?"

"I-I can't t-tell you."

"Did you two get into a fight?"

"No."

"Then why isn't she here?"

"She's sleeping in the d-dorms again."

"Why?"

"Just stop asking questions Neville!"

She snapped at him suddenly and he took his hand off her back. It was obvious that she wasn't going to give him any answers and she wanted to be alone. He kissed her on her temple before heading back to his spot. He prepared for bed alone, leaving his upset girlfriend to fall asleep on the large and lonely cot.

o.O.o

Blaise angrily threw down the newest Daily Profit as he saw Emolly rush into the Slytherin Common Room. She knew he would be upset with her so she had planned ahead. He had told her that morning what he wanted for that night and as much as she hated being his little slave, she had to be one for her own protection from his anger.

"Where the Hell have you been? You know what, never mind."

He stood up from his seat and walked to her. He grabbed her forearm tightly, despite her whimpers, and dragged her up the stairs to his room. A feeling of doom washed over her as she realized the room was unoccupied.

"I- I had to go see a friend for something."

He quickly turned around and forcefully pinned her up against the wall. His face was so close to hers that their noses were practically touching.

"I told you that you weren't allowed to see your friends anymore."

'Shit,' she thought, 'wrong answer. Think of something, think of something!'

"But I did it for you!"

"For me!"

"Please, Blaise, let go of me so I can show you."

He looked at her suspiciously, "Fine. But if you make one false move, you'll pay for it."

She gulped as he put her back on the ground and let go of her forearms. He took a step backwards and pulled out his wand, just in case she ran for it. She closed her eyes and nervously reached for the clasp of her robe. She hated giving the asshole the satisfaction of obeying him, but it was the only way to stop him from abusing her. She always kept Aubrielle in her mind too, picturing what he would do to her friend if she didn't follow directions. Her fingers shook as she fiddled with the metal but she finally got it undone. She kept her eyes squeezed shut as her robe fell to the ground. She heard Blaise grunt as he took in her appearance. She was wearing a satin green pushup bra and matching boy short style kickers. The skimpy outfit was topped off with black pumps, which she knew Blaise liked. Earlier that day Blaise had blatantly told her that he expected her to look her best tonight. And by that, he meant that she was expected to have sex with him. She put on a brave face as he stepped closer to her and pulled her into his chest. He bit her neck harshly which caused her to flinch, and roughly ran his hands over her body.

"I knew you'd come around Emolly."

He tore at her bottoms and ripped them clear in half. She shrieked as he picked her up and threw her on the bed. He quickly undressed himself and jumped on top of her. He pinned her hands above her head and continued to have her way with her while she pretended to enjoy herself.

(Wednesday, November 12th)

The students were already working on day two of the Patronus lesson when Emolly came in late. Nielah was in the corner, screaming the spell and thinking that it would aid her in making an animal, while Ginny was trying to help her and calm her down. Aubrielle was attempting to improve her panther but it quickly vanished when she saw her best friend in tears. She rushed over to her, scared after seeing her appearance, but Emolly stepped away when Aubrielle went to hug her.

"Don't. M-my arms…"

"Emolly…is everything okay? You're late-"

"I know I'm late Aubrielle!"

"Okay, but I just want to make sure you're fine."

The more the Slytherin looked at her friend, the more emotional she got. She finally sat on the ground and let the tears come, knowing that there was no way in Hell she would be able to hold them in. The Ravenclaw came and knelt down next to her friend.

"Emolly please…lets go sit on the bed and talk there. You're in the middle of the Room."

The blonde just sat there, shaking her head. Aubrielle pointed her wand at her friend.

"Levicorpus."

She raised her wand so Emolly hovered about three feet above the ground. Aubrielle walked next to her while transporting her to the cot. They reached the corner of the Room and the brunette set the witch down gently on the sheets. Aubrielle put her wand away and sat down next to her.

"Talk to me, please."

The Slytherin put her head in her hands and leaned into Aubrielle's shoulder. The latter put her arm around her friend protectively as she felt herself choke up. She didn't want her friend hurting like this. She didn't deserve it in the slightest.

"Emolly…"

"He raped me, okay? He raped me and it hurt so badly."

"I'll kill that git!"

"No, no I pretended like I enjoyed it so he wouldn't full out abuse me too. It's really my fault."

"No it is not! Emolly you should get out of that right now! I don't want you going on like this! Tell a teacher; you could get him expelled or something-"

"I don't want you to get hurt-"

"TO HELL WITH THAT."

"What's going on here?"

Neville was walking towards the duo with a concerned look on his face. Aubrielle looked from her best friend to her boyfriend, wanting to tell him everything. Emolly lifted her head up and gave the Ravenclaw a threatening look.

"N-nothing. I can handle it."

The Gryffindor stayed rooted to the ground, knowing something was terribly wrong. He had never seen Emolly cry before and he had feeling she didn't do so often. Aubrielle just glared at him.

"I can handle it."

"Okay. Okay, fine."

He slowly ambled away and looked for a kid to help. Aubrielle turned back to Emolly, who had stopped crying and was whipping under her eyes.

"Please let me tell him!'

"NO! No! Please Aubrielle, for the love of Merlin, don't try and be the hero."

"I'm not trying to be the hero Em! I'm trying to be your best friend…"

"And I'm trying to be yours by making sure that you don't become a victim of Blaise's anger and brutality!"

The words rang in Aubrielle's ears and she took a deep breath, letting some silence linger before talking again.

"Listen, I don't want to fight with you. Okay? Lets just talk like two mature, young women." Emolly nodded her head. "Now, tell me what happened."

"It's like I said…he raped me, but I let him do it."

"Details-"

"Earlier that morning he had told me that he wanted me dressed sexy for that night. He told me to 'look perfect for him or there would be consequences.' So I put on an old outfit for him that he use to like when we were dating back in fifth year. I use to love wearing it because I felt so sexy in it. Now I just feel like a piece of trash…"

Aubrielle felt the sting of tears building up in her eyes and she brought her friend closer to her. She had this battle going on in her head and she didn't know what side to choose. She wanted to tell Neville about Emolly's situation so badly to let him in on what was happening. If he knew, he would side with her and he could help her deal with Blaise and end this thing for good. However, if she told Neville, she knew that Emolly would get furious with her because she had specifically told her not to tell him. But was she really going to just stand there and let Emolly take the abuse? She weighed both options in her head, looking at both the pros and cons. What do you do when your best friend is hurting but doesn't want you to help her?

What do you think Aubrielle should do? It's not an easy decision, huh? Review please and get a preview of the next chapter!