HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! Sorry about the late update, I had the water polo Winterfest. (Which we got third place in, and received a bronze disk with a sticker on it! Yippee!) So, here you go, I apologize in advance for its crappiness; this was written when I was being pelted with carrots, being dared to eat wasabi peas, (I won. Having a high tolerance for spice is one of the perks of being Asian. ;)) and just amidst total chaos.

Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, I don't own Harry Potter.

Dear Violet,

It's Evan. I just wanted to say hi and that i'm at a new school now, if you were even wondering. You probably weren't, but just in case. i also wanted to say that I'm sorry for calling you a mudblood. I really didn't mean it, it just slipped out. I've got to go, so bye.

From,

Evan Ancrum

Violet stared at the messily written, brief, dense letter, if you could even call it that. That's all he wrote after weeks and weeks? No, how are you doing, or even a real apology for the mudblood comment. It slipped out? She sighed and fell backwards onto her pillow, tossing the note up into the air. She didn't care if anyone saw it, what was there to hide?

Grumpily, she turned over onto her side, and stared moodily at the rough, speckled wall until sleep overtook her.

"Violet. Violet!" Lily practically screamed into her cousin's ear. Violet burst from underneath a pile of blankets and promptly fell to the floor, spluttering in protest.

"What?" she anxiously yelled. "A-Are Death Eaters invading the castle? Who's hurt? Who died?" Lily mildly observed the scene with interest, much like the girl whom her middle name came from.

"It's breakfast," she simply stated, and then skipped out of the dormitory, away from Violet's rage.

"Seriously? Lily Luna Potter, come back here!" Violet shook her head and slowly began to get dressed. "She just had to wake me up like that? No tap on the shoulder or anything?" she muttered as she dug through the mound of clothes that had accumulated in between bunks. After a quick change, she carelessly shoved the mound back together, and ran down to breakfast, not noticing the glowing scrap of parchment with a messily scrawled note underneath her bunk.

"I can't believe that you're still going on about that! It happened, like an hour ago," Lily exclaimed, brushing off Violet's complaints about her rather loud start to the day.

Violet snorted and brushed a raven piece of hair out of her eyes. "Yeah, like an hour is that long ago."

Lily rolled her eyes and ignored the snotty comment. "Anyways, did we have Herbology homework? I forgot to write it down."

"Um, I don't think so-oh! Is Professor Longbottom okay?" Violet asked, stopping in her tracks on the frosty grass. Lily sighed.

"Not this again! I told you, he's probably fine, anyways, you'll find out if you keep moving!"

"Oh yeah, we're going to Herbology," Violet mumbled, and started her trek again.

"Lily," Violet whispered from her place in the greenhouse. Lily closed her eyes with exasperation, and then put on a beaming (fake) smile.

"What is it Violet?" she asked a little too peppy to be sincere. "I'm telling you, he's FINE. So shut up and let me finish identifying these plants."

Violet turned away and began to write down the names of her own plants. True, Professor Longbottom seemed fine, only a little scruffier than usual, but he seemed to be hiding something. Perhaps it was the way how he refused to meet her eyes, but she figured that something was up. So, she bent her head, and began writing plant named. Maybe she could catch him during the short break in between Herbology and Charms.

"Pr-Professor Longbottom!" Violet panted, as she rushed to catch up with the speedy Professor. He froze, and spun around, his wand outstretched with a wild light in his wide eyes.

Violet stopped in her tracks. "Um, it's me, Professor," she whispered, "it's me, Violet Dursley." Professor relaxed and put on a nervous smile.

"Oh, sorry about that Violet, didn't see you there. Did you need something?" he asked warmly, but anxiously glancing over her head at the same time.

Violet peered at the round face, and smiled sweetly. "Oh nothing, Professor," she gushed. "I just wanted to make sure that you were alright. Because of you know, last night?"

Neville sighed. "Okay, what is it." Violet scowled.

"What's going on with you? Why're you rushing off into the forest, and why didn't you look at me the ENTIRE LESSON?" Neville scratched the back of his neck.

"Well, um, nothing is going on! Yeah. Um, nothing. So, yeah, I should be going now! Um, important meeting with the um, centaurs, yeah! That's it! I have a meeting with the centaurs. Bye now," he mumbled and spun on his heels to disappear away from his student.

"Don't you dare walk away from me, Professor. NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM, YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" Violet screamed. Neville froze, and sadly began to walk back, almost like a naughty dog.

"Fine," he muttered. "Goyle and his friends were arrested, and I'm going to go talk to Firenze, the centaur." He looked up to see Violet's raised eyebrow. "I'm bloody telling the truth! Now go back to the castle right now, and remember that I am a professor, I deserve a small amount of respect."

"Fine, I'm sorry, Professor, but it's just the fact that you didn't look at me, or talk to me, or maybe the fact that you completely ignored me after I witnessed you fight Death Eaters, made me suspect that something was up, but fine. If you don't want me to be worried about you, than fine. I'm going to the castle now, Professor," Violet spat before sprinting back to the castle, ignoring Professor Longbottom's shouts from behind her.

What an idiot.

For the next few days, Violet tormented Professor Longbottom. In his class, she payed no attention and made snide comments. She pointed out his flaws, and ignored his attempts to talk. Finally, it came to a point when she began plans to hex him, all because of one rude remark. (It wasn't even that rude!)

On a very chilly Thursday, Violet made a comment to a Ravenclaw about Professor Longbottom not being very smart, when he snapped.

"Violet Dursley, come see me after class," he snapped, before turning back to the board where he'd been writing down the steps to identifying Devil's Snare.

After the chilly class, Violet nonchalantly stayed behind. "Now listen to me well young lady. I don't appreciate this behavior. I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier, but you have no right to continue doing what you've been doing," he said rather harshly. Violet sneered at his face.

"You refuse to tell me anything! Why don't I have a right to information about who I care about? No one's telling me anything! No one!" she protests.

Professor Longbottom's eyes soften, and he sighs. "Look, we just care about you, okay? I care about you, and I'm pretty sure that Goyle the third does too." Violet smiled a little at the Goyle the third comment.

"I'm sorry for how I've been treating you, I'm just a little worried right now," Violet muttered, eyes downcast. Professor Longbottom smiled.

"And I'm sorry for being a butt," he jokingly said, referencing an earlier joke Violet had made. Violet laughed, and started to walk with her professor down the grass stiff with frost.

Suddenly, a panting Hagrid interrupted their little bubble. "Oh, sorry. Professor McGonagall jus' told me to tell yu' that the boy's here." Professor Longbottom immediately hastened his speed.

"Well, come along Violet. You said that you wanted information? Well, let's go," he called behind him to the startled girl. Violet sprinted to catch up, and silently followed, all the way to the castle, and then to Professor McGonagall's office.

"Professor Longbottom, can you, um, just quickly tell me what we're doing?" she asked and they practically ran past the door.

"We're running." was the short reply. Violet rolled her eyes.

"Well, you know, I kind of got that part, but-" she froze, as she suddenly saw the bruised and battered face of Evan Ancrum, staring at her from in between the wall of professors that surrounded the chair he was tied to.

And… Cut! Well, what did you think? I know that it sucked, but still, let me know in the review section! I sadly didn't get ANY reviews for the last chapter, so you know, *hint, hint* maybe, you could pop by? Anyways, thanks for the support! Signing off.