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Chapter 55

Ky's POV

My laughter echoed across the large office but its amplification did nothing to quell it as I backed out of the fireplace. The glimmering flames barely faded to orange when it danced a bright green again, the very same colour flickering in his orbs as he hopped out of the ornate structure, an amused grin playing on his lips.

"You're a wretched woman."

I licked my lips as the corners calmed down into a smirk at Harry's emblazoned red face, accompanied by jet black strands that stood up in patches which my fingers caressed not moments ago. With his heaving chest and sweat crowned forehead he looked as if he had run all the way to Scotland rather than floo'd.

"Me?"

I tilted my head to the side in innocence, feigning confusion as to what had him so riled up. It's not my fault he decided to engage in a very heated make out session five minutes before our expected time of departure, it's even less of my fault that Nessie had ushered us out of Ron's bedroom (thankfully the ever polite blonde was prone to knocking on doors before entering) before I managed to calm his not so little situation downstairs.

He let out a growl so low I wouldn't have heard it if he hadn't pounced on me at the very moment and I couldn't help giggling as he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me to him, just as the room echoed for the second time with a feminine sound, this time an interrupting cough.

Harry stilled, his hands at my waist and his head lowered to my hair, it took a moment to process the voice and he quickly stepped back, straightening into a more dignified stature.

I rolled my eyes, staring down at Minnie who was glaring at me from her desk, a severe, unwavering expression wafting through her thin rimmed spectacles, "Care to share the joke Bane? Or am I to be subjected to this disrespectful display for another five minutes."

"We apologize Professor, we thought you'd be down at dinner." Harry was biting his bottom lip to stifle his laughter as Minnie's green eyed glare persisted as she scoffed delicately.

"Considering your actions when you think a room vacant Mr Potter, it might do to ensure you two have constant supervision. Perhaps I will air such views with Professor Snape," She smirked and I cocked a brow, "He might just find the time to be the extra pair of eyes we need."

I shrugged, lifting my chin up slightly, "Well that would do nothing to deter us except probably scar Sev for life."

Minnie sighed at the implication and rose from her seat, "You really should carry yourselves with more decorum. The Headmaster's grandchild and the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team." She gestured to us with her hands portraying her exasperation.

I shook my head in humour, of all the titles Harry holds of course that would be the one that would be most important to her.

"Speaking of such," Minnie's thin lips spread across her face in a rare smile, "I just saw Mr Weasley, his entrance was not as grand as yours," Her smile faltered at her last statement but whatever happy thoughts she was thinking seemed to justly push away the memory of Harry and I practically grinding against each other in the middle of her office, "But he does look in working condition so Mr McClaggen's... use... will become redundant as of this term. So we'll be back to our original team-"

"No, not really." Harry sighed, "Dean's still playing reserve for Katie-"

"Which leads to my great news, Miss Bell is back! She arrived in the morning, and she expressed her eagerness to get back on the pitch."

"Katie's back?" Harry gasped, looking down at me amazed, "Did she say who attacked her?"

Minnie's face fell and I could almost elbow Harry for dashing that enlivened look off of it, "Unfortunately not, I informed all our players that you'd meet with them today, in half an hour actually. Just to relay the good news and to reinforce the coming training schedule. What with the amount we need to beat Ravenclaw by, I don't think we can waste any time. I was watching an Arrows game last Tuesday and the Anderson brothers used the Dopplebeater Defence, which I think Peakes and Cootes would benefit from as they may be just as precise as the Weasley twins but they do lack the force which we need against Ravenclaw because Chang is flying better than ever."

"I know." Harry stepped forward, taking in Minnie's words hungrily, "I have no idea how, she suddenly gathered a handful of tactics that I honestly don't know if I can keep up with, I would need Jimmy and Ritchie to help, especially if we have to bide our time until we have sufficient lead to close the game. Martins chasing has astounded me, especially at their game against Slytherin."

"Well that has a lot to do with the Summer programme that he entered with the Tornadoes," Minnie shook her head in disapproval as if Martins had signed up with the Death Eaters, she turned around to her desk, pushing a few books aside as she perused a few sheets of parchment, "I know I wrote down the descriptions of the Dopplebeater Defence, Mona's nephew is manager of the team and... oh yeah it is."

Harry stepped forward grabbing the sheet sporting Minnie's exceptional penmanship and I smiled at the two green eyed quidditch enthusiasts animated inspection of the parchment.

Harry had his free hand playing with the back of his neck as his emerald orbs roved over the instructions, "This is brilliant. Ritchie might take a bit of work to teach it to but for now I think Jimmy can carry them both. Oh," He tore his eyes away from the paper to look at Minnie with a smug smile, "Ginny has perfected the Finbourgh Flick, it's bloody astonishing, it's become almost second nature to her."

"Well Miss Weasley was always a quick study." Minnie readjusted her square rimmed frames and shook her head, "She flies just like her brother. Charlie, not Ronald... not that Ronald isn't a good flyer." She tacked on at the end, seemingly determined in reassuring both herself and Harry in that fact.

"He's been practicing this whole break, he'll definitely out perform Stark." Harry turned to me with a look requesting affirmation to his words.

"Well, I don't know, I don't really see Ron fly about a lot. He never seems to leave the goals." I laughed at my little Keeper joke to which Harry and Minnie glanced at each other.

"Yes, well, that's because... he is a keeper Ky." Harry nodded slowly.

I rolled my eyes, "I know, it was a-"

"You've not read that book I got you for Christmas." Minnie cocked a brow at me.

"She has." Harry added with a persuasive grin, "We've discussed it at length."

I smiled at Minnie's look of approval remembering just the discussion Harry had been talking about and more importantly how it concluded, making out fifty feet in the air was definitely an experience I wished to repeat and Harry's ears turned red at the memory. "Well, we better be off if I'm to meet the team."

"Bye!" I blew a kiss as she returned to her book with an amused shake of her raven head. I barely stepped out of the door when I felt my knees buckle as Harry whipped me up bridal style and walked towards the steps.

"I'll be a gentleman and give you the option, third floor unused classroom or fourth floor broom cupboard."

"Hmmm." I bit my lip in thought as my hair swung about at his large strides, "Well unused classrooms are riskier but then they do offer a lot more space."

"Hmmm. So you want some leg room? Should I be expecting a show then?"

I laughed, "Oh I'm the one that's expecting a show. I hear you quidditch players are very flexible."

He shook his head in amusement, "If you want a striptease, you need only ask Miss Thornton. I would have worn my tear away pants."

"Oh please stop." I leaned my head back to find a grimacing Ron halfway down the fourth floor stairs, "I already have to live with the memory of Dean teaching Seamus how to unhook a bra on Neville, I don't need images of my best friend brandishing his naughty bits to raunchy music and cat calls."

"You seem to know a lot about the male entertainment industry Ronald."

He sighed as Harry placed me on my feet, "Let's just say that thinking a four year old doesn't remember what goes on at a cousin's bachelorette party was a bad call on my mother's part. Now, before Demelza and Jimmy run off to do exactly what you two were planning, we better get down to the pitch. You'd have to wait for your show Ky." He laughed and walked passed us as Harry pecked me on the forehead.

"Oh don't look like you're going off to the gallows, you positively adore quidditch."

"I positively adore you!" He whispered, capturing my lips for a few moments, "And there would be no quidditch tonight, you Miss Thornton are like some kind of... long lasting curse. The blood would very likely be circulating down there long after you're gone and that does not make for comfortable broom riding."

I laughed as he walked away, "I think that's the first time I've ever been called a curse in such a loving way."

He turned around and walked backwards towards the stairs leading to the second floor, "Well you've caught me. I'm a complete rogue, I've set out to steal ALL your first times, I'll leave nothing for anybody else!"

"Bloody hell Harry, don't make me drag you downstairs." I laughed as Ron's voice floated from down the corridor and I turned, taking the shortcut to the seventh floor.

I waved at Dean and Seamus, the darker of the two boys considerably sulky. I guess he found out about Katie then, granted I was no quidditch expert like Harry, but I could tell good from great, and Dean just wasn't great. And we needed great if we wanted to win the cup. And Godric we had to win the cup for Harry's sanity, he'd been going on about losing to Ravenclaw and finishing at the bottom of the league for the first time in a hundred years and being the captain that did that and Godric just listen to me, Harry's obsession seems to be rubbing off on me. I smiled, not that I mind him rubbing off on me.

"Pause your perverted daydream and come help me."

I looked up, I had wandered into the dorm and Mi was standing at Parvarti's mirror, half naked. She was wearing the same floral dress she had been using at the Burrow, but it had been unbuttoned to her midriff and the top part was slipped off to reveal...

"I'm the pervert? Which one of us is presently wearing a corset?" I walked towards my brunette best friend who had been wrestling with the top button of the constrictive pink garment, "Someone means business."

She rolled her chocolate orbs, her face chained in a blasé expression, her go to look when called out on anything she didn't wish to defend. I knew she had missed Teddy over break, even though they constantly chatted over their phones until his tenth battery finally died yesterday and of course he didn't have access to electricity to recharge it, hence the need for ten batteries in the first place. But I never thought she missed him Moulin Rouge much.

"Will you just tie it up. If I wanted added commentary I would have asked Lavender."

"Asked me what?" I chuckled as Mi looked as if she were going to slap her forehead if the corset permitted her such dynamic movement. I fiddled with the strings, trying to pair of the right one. This was not like tying a shoe lace.

"Oh!" Bobby gasped as Parvarti shut the door behind her, "You vixen you! You complete whore! I LOVE IT!"

I stepped back as Bobby inspected the pink fabric and Mi heaved a sigh, straightening her shoulders to feign confidence, as Bobby pulled up her hem. Parvarti and I laughed as the brunette slapped Bobby's hand away with wide eyed shock.

"Oh calm it Granger, I'd hardly lose my lesbian virginity to you! I'm just looking for the suspenders. I see you haven't worn them?"

"Well it's too hot for stockings and without stockings the purpose of suspenders are completely useless."

"Except for the fact that boys love them! I suppose the fact that your boobs are just about touching your chin is for some useful reason then. Neck feeling cold!"

"My breasts are not touching my chin!" Mi gasped, glaring at Bobby and looking to me for help.

I shrugged, "It's not touching her chin. Though I bet if you jumped up and down you might poke an eye with those things."

She turned away justly annoyed at the resultant laughter just as I crossed to my bed and pulled of my shirt. Bobby had begun tying up the cage Mi had encompassed herself in whilst Parvarti began unpacking her considerable luggage that was piled neatly at the foot of her four poster.

"What are you doing?" Mi turned around as Bobby looked at me as if I sprouted another head. I snickered, slipping on the sports bra I summoned. "Equipping myself so I don't poke an eye out on my run."

"Run?" Parvarti straightened up and turned away from her trunk, "You're going running?"

I shrugged and my brows knitted together at the glance Mi and Bobby exchanged, "Yes."

"I thought you were going to meet Harry?"

I shrugged, grabbing a clean shirt, "I am. He has quidditch practice so I thought I'd go for a bit of a run whilst his busy."

"But you'll get all sweaty!" Bobby exclaimed, "And smelly!"

"Not to mention unnecessarily worn out! Going for a run would be a waste of energy."

I turned to Parvarti armed with a look of exasperation, "Well lucky thing I'll have a chance to recharge considering I'll be in bed like in two hours. What's going on?"

"Nothing." Mi walked forward, pulling on her dress and buttoning it up, "Nothing at all. I'm going to see Theodore, want to walk down."

"She most definitely would not!" Snapped Bobby, "She's not leaving this room looking like that! Godric's Gonads, that damned thing practically plasters your breasts to your chest better than spellotape!"

I turned to Mi, "I'm going to do one of two things that will both end up with this one in the hospital wing if you don't tell me what's going on."

Mi sighed and turned to Bobby who looked haughtily up at the roof, "This is why I told Ron not to tell you!"

Bobby gasped, snapping her brown eyes down to Mi's, "You tell my Ronald to keep secrets from me! You home wrecker!"

Before Mi responded Parvarti stepped forward with a cardboard box, I glanced at the familiar emblem on the box with increasing confusion.

"Alex and I spent most of the holiday with his cousin Penny, she's... well she's been kicked out of the family for marrying a muggle." Parvarti rolled her eyes at the insanity of it all, "Anyway, she's his favourite cousin and we spent the time in muggle London and she took me to this boutique that had THE most gorgeous pieces in there! I got one for us all and when I saw this one, I just thought of you. Go on, try it on?"

I glanced back at Mi but the anxious gleam of expectancy on Parvarti's face had me take the bait of distraction and I popped open the lid hesitantly and frowned down at the material. You would think after three years of sharing a room with someone, they would know you better. I let the box fall as I picked up the garment, for one thing it was white and was practically transparent, and then there was everything else. The frills, the bows, the ribbons, it was more a contraption than clothes.

"Oh Godric, it's perfect!" Bobby squealed as she unwrapped her box, "I've heard of Victoria Secret but I never thought I'd actually see a pair of their thongs! I love you." Bobby hugged her best friend as I looked at mine with wide eyes.

"It's pretty." Mi added enthusiastically, a pair of black boy legs in her hand, "Why don't you try it on."

My large orbs dulled into a glare as I glanced at Parvarti who seemed to be waiting patiently for my approval. Oh bullocks, "Sure." I added, slipping off my top and bra in one go.

I slipped the material over my head and it floated over my body, it was quite astonishing really, it was a perfect fit. It supported the girls without popping them up much, and stuck to my waist until it flared out in a matter of frills that ended well above mid-thigh height. If I wasn't wearing pants and I bent over, you'd see everything.

"Take of your pants!" Bobby shouted, "You can't bleeding hell try on lingerie with those ugly ass slacks on."

I sighed, pulling my tracksuit pants down and stepping out of them, I looked in the mirror, "I'm curious. Are you lot planning on selling me as a sex slave?"

"You don't look like a sex slave!" gasped Parvarti, "You look like a virginal bride!"

More like a virginal sacrifice. I frowned, I didn't want to seem ungrateful. It was pretty I suppose, slutty and pretty considering bits of it left nothing to the imagination.

"Oh look!" Bobby exclaimed, "I just remembered I bought a dress over the holiday and it wasn't the right size, and it just so happens it will look perfect on you Ky!"

"Oh just stop it you two!" Mi sighed, grabbing the red dress from Bobby and turning to me, her lips thinning as she held a stoic expression, "Harry has plans for you tonight. Plans which are carnal in nature. He told Ron, Godric knows why, and I suppose he told her and she of course couldn't keep her mouth shut and told Parvarti."

"Hey! Harry happened to go to my Won Won for advice because he knows how sexually gratifying he can be in bed! And I didn't tell Parvarti! I don't tell Parvarti things! We have a divine link-"

"Oh Godric, enough with the 'divine link' nonsense! It's called gossip and you two like spreading it!"

"I resent that! We do not... Ky! Where are you going!"

I was halfway to the door when Bobby stopped me. Harry and I had been on the brink of doing it like fifty times this break, if he wanted to seal the deal today by Godric I was more than ready! I was the one that had been hinting at it, but Harry and his silly 'waiting for the right time' nonsense. I laughed, Salazars sac this was really going to happen.

"Before you go Ky, please sit." Mi gestured to Bobby's bed, "We need to talk over some things. Firstly, can you please put on that dress, I think you're cold."

"Or you're just happy to see me!" Bobby laughed, squeezing into the space next to Mi as Parvarti helped me zip up the dress with difficulty considering I was practically vibrating with excitement. Wanton it may sound but I was positively at my wits end waiting for Harry to just make the move. Dive right in!

"I won't insult you by telling you which are the best contraceptive spells. You of course know that." I looked at Mi as I lowered onto the bed and stifled laughter at her authoritative expression , "Though those kinds of spells fall under the realm of practice makes perfect, aim is imperative, it correlates with duration."

"And it's always a safe bet to recast the spell if you're going for a second time." Bobby jumped in with.

"And if your..." Mi swallowed and I smiled at her discomfort, "If the act goes on for longer than thirty minutes, it's always a safe bet to recast the spell."

Bobby guffawed, "More than thirty minutes! Their FIRST time! You should be happy with three! And IF Harry is boinking this one for thirty minutes, you think either of them will even think about recasting spells! I'd be surprised if she remembers her name after thirty minutes of doing the naked tango!"

Parvarti jumped to her feet in excitement, clasping her hands together and running to yet another packet. Godric if that's a thong I'll set it on fire. Instead she threw each of us a packet of...

"Durex Pleasuremax condoms!" Bobby gasped as Mi looked down at the redbox in accusation.

"Well Alex and I figured, when in Rome!" Parvarti flipped back on the bed, grinning at the look on our faces.

"So muggles actually use this sort of thing?" Bobby had one open, letting it hang limply from her hand in curiosity, "Why's it so slimy? Do they not know about foreplay? Godric, they might as well wrap a plastic bag around a carrot and have a go at it!"

I laughed as Mi hit Bobby with a pillow for her crass statement.

"Anyway I suppose this solves our duration problem!" Parvarti slung a hand about my shoulders, "I have a banana, if you want to practice with it?"

"Parvarti!" Mi gasped jumping to her feet as the tan girl's eyes widened in defence.

"Only how to put the condom on it! Not have a go with it!"

I laughed as Mi looked as if she were caught between staying here and keeping some level of sanity or leaving and risk letting us to our own devices. She pinched the bridge of her nose and stood up, "I actually have a solution to the duration problem. One does not require bananas or... condoms." She breathed out in an undertone, "Anyway, use Harry's wand to cast a spell on your wand that automatically repeats the last spell it performed. It will do this automatically after twenty minutes. The incantation is iterum carmine-"

"Wait, the fact that you KNOW that spell-"

Mi grumbled at Bobby's insinuation, grabbing her jersey and striding to the door as we all laughed, "Yeah run off to Nott! I suppose you two need ALL the time you can spare!"

She glared at the blonde, holding the door open and turning to face me, dropping her stony expression for a small smile, "Have fun Ky."

I returned her smile and stood, glancing at the mirror. As annoying and inquisitive this lot were, I suppose it was really sweet that they cared enough about the first experience of true intimacy I shared with Harry. If it was left up to me I probably wouldn't even use matching underwear!

"You look very pretty." Bobby smiled, leaning her chin on my shoulder, "Harry's a lucky guy Ky."

I smiled, shaking my head slightly at her, "So, I suppose you've planned something absolutely sordid for your first day back with my favourite redhead."

"I can only say that it involves pineapple and a lot of whipped cream." She winked as she started changing.

I laughed, throwing on a pair of black pumps and hopping to the door, excitement and impatience making my skin tingle and I just had to busy myself or I'll run down to the pitch and drag him from his meeting.

"I'm going down to Madam Pomfrey to check what potions she needs restocked, need anything from the Wing. I can fetch your Replenish for you if you like Parvarti?"

"Oh would you! I was dreading going down to see Madam Pomfrey for the anaemia tonic, she's always going on about what an amazing Healer Pads would make, like I don't get enough of that at home! Oh Godric! Speaking of perfect twin sisters! Did you see who Flora Carrow walked into the Great Hall with! Hestia JUST broke up with him-"

I shook my head as all sentiment flew out the window as those two began catching up on gossip.

I frowned as a group of fourth years stared at me, not even flinching when I stared right back. I was about to shout at them when I bumped into someone who held me up before I fell.

It was Alex, his black hair was chin length these days, Parvarti had instructed him to grow it out because some new wizard heart throb had donned the same look these days, "Ky! Wow, you look great!"

His blue eyes were sincere as he straightened up, wearing a cloak even in this weather, anything to block the stump he had for a right arm, Parvarti said that they were close to fixing it but it was quite impressive that he had taught himself to accomplish all acts with his left hand. Even casting. I held his stare, not daring to glance down knowing how subconscious he was about his arm, "Thank your girlfriend! This is all her doing. See you around Silver!"

I winked and walked out of the portrait, his reminding me of the dress reminding me of what lay underneath and reminded me of Harry and all his devilishly delicious intentions! I shivered at the thought of us being together like that, I knew I was ready. I loved Harry for his bravery and sincerity and attentiveness but Godric I loved him for the way his groans seemed to resonate straight through me, the way his tongue felt like the most skilled masseuse on my neck and those hands!

I cleared my throat and laughed as I walked down the stairs again, I don't know why I was so enthusiastic! I mean, it's not THAT big of a deal, we've been meaning to do this since last June. And we already knew each other so intimately, I blame Parvarti and Bobby. They psyched me out, got me obsessing about it.

I stopped, frowning at my reflection in the window at the end of the corridor. The way that lot was talking was as if Harry would be doing all the work? Is that what it would be like? Am I going to just lie there? That doesn't sound right. I know I could be on top but fuck I wouldn't know how to... I swallowed and glanced back, maybe I should go and check with them! With all the excitement I forgot to ask the REAL important questions. Oh my word, I'm going to fuck up our first time. Im going to ruin the single most momentous moment in our relationship. Oh fuck.

Oh Godric! I was already crying!

Wait no... That's not me. I frowned, staring at the door on my left. I walked towards it, looking at the portrait on the right and left, I was walking without much thought and I now didn't know which floor I was on. I pushed the door open but I didn't need the portrait of Agrippa to know where I was, the derelict bathroom was a dead giveaway and the moans were definitely a norm. But what spurned me to enter was the fact that the moans were masculine...

"Draco?" I could make out his platinum blonde hair as if it were a crown as he bent over the sink, his shoulders trembling despite the fact that he was clutching the basin as water sprang from the opened faucet.

"Draco?" I walked towards him just as he looked up, silver met grey in the chipped and marked mirror and I stilled at the pained expression on his face, his face was wet, a saline mixture made of tears and water and his moans ceased but he didn't look the least bit embarrassed as he straightened up.

I gasped as the next moment his arms were around me as he clutched me, his face wetting my locks as they buried into it as if attempting to hide from the world. I recovered from the shock and patted his back slowly, trying to make out what he was muttering. I pulled back with difficulty, his hands still on my waist and I looked up at him, "What is it? What happened?"

"Theo." His lips trembled and I shook my head, fighting of the insinuations that were jumping through my mind.

"What about Theo?"

He shook his head, his face made paler by the darkening room, the bags under his eyes seemed to pull his whole face down and I grabbed his arms to stop his trembling, "Draco! What's happened to Theo!"

"I tried, I tried but I can't." He gulped, "I told him. I knew it wouldn't-"

"Draco!" I shook him but it was no use, even in this state he was stronger than me. I watched transfixed in horror as the bottom of his lip shook erratically as tears threatened him again and a cold foreboding rippled through my skin. Teddy.

"Draco." My thoughts had to be worse than reality, I had to be overestimating this somehow... "Please, Draco." I held his hands, trying to both calm him and stop him from gripping my elbows like he had been doing. My hands seemed to be doing the trick as his trembling ceased and his back straightened.

"What's going on here?" The words could barely be heard over the running water from the opened faucet and I looked up to see Harry framed in the door, the Marauders Map hanging limply from his left hand as his face was a red, so similar to his previous colouring yet portraying such a different set of emotions. I watched as his eyes roved over my hands linked with Malfoy's, over the dress, the shoes and I turned around hastily.

"Harry. Something's happ-"

"Fuck off Potter."

I glanced up at Draco reproachfully, not shocked in the slightest by the retort and Harry stepped forward aggressively.

"Harry it's Ted-"

I flinched as the lamp that had just flickered to life five minutes ago blew up and I turned back to Draco, "Stop it!"

I was effortlessly ignored as Draco blocked the blue jet that Harry flung at him and I turned to Harry, "Harry-"

Blue and purple met and rebounded of each other and Draco pushed me out of the new rays path of destruction, unfortunately due to the black heels I was sporting I tumbled painfully to the floor.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER!" I scrambled to my feet, whisking my wand out of my fondina just as Draco aimed another curse at Harry.

"Protrego!" My shield charm blocked the spell effortlessly as Harry took advantage of his temporary protection and flung a leg locker at Draco which backfired off the wall and hit a cistern and I slipped on the puddle of water that poured out, my wand falling out of my hand as I fell to the sopping floor. I looked to my left to find Harry at the mercy of the drenched floor as well, trying to right himself after he fell over.

"Cruci-" My heart froze, which had nothing to do with the icy water that was currently seeping into my clothes.

"SECTUSEMPRA!"

I frowned at the unfamiliar spell that Harry had attempted using, he may not have hit Draco but he did a good job of petrifying him with shock. I clambered to my feet, bending over in the scarlet infused water to get my wa...scarlet?

"No!" Harry's gasp was background music as I watched Draco's body fall beside me, blood oozing from the slashes that now adorned his face and chest tainting the water a deeper red. I fell next to him just as Harry did, his hands clutching at the pale chest as if trying to physically stop the gushing blood, "I... I didn't...I."

I snapped out of my shock at the desperate look on Harry's face just as a scream filled the bathroom as Myrtle floated in. I ignored her further shouts and closed my eyes, trying to think of a spell.

"Valnera Sanentur."

My whispered breath sounded too feeble to command magic but I thought the blood flow slowed down. But a second later it flowed with its previous force and I closed my eyes, trying to remember the book. There was something about the spell, I tried to block out Harry's mumbling.

"Please Ky-"

"I don't know. I... I..." Oh come on, what was the spell!

Both our heads snapped to the entrance as the door banged open and Sev stormed through. His eyes widened slightly as it fell over me and for the second time for the day I was pushed aside, I fell into the water, watching the blood leave my fingers with ease as Sev's muttering voice filled the room.

I felt hands on my waist and I let Harry pull me up, watching as Sev repeated the spell for the third time and it clicked that that was what I needed to do. Once to cease the blood flow, twice for wound healing and a third to remove scarring.

Sev pulled Draco to his feet, supporting him completely, "You need the hospital wing. There may be a certain amount of scarring but if you take dittany immediately we might avoid even that...come..."

Draco didn't have much of a choice as Sev pulled him to the door, before he crossed he turned, his onyx eyes cold fury as it landed on me and I stepped back into Harry, unaccustomed to Sev's anger, "You two will wait here for me."

"She didn't have anything to do with this!" Harry stepped forward, "Please... she didn't... I did..."

Sev's nostrils flared down at him and I stepped forward but my words were stifled by his embittered words, "Leave. I don't want to see you when I get back."

My mouth fell open yet the words never fell out as the door banged shut behind him. I never saw him angrier, and least of all at me.

"Ky." I felt Harry's hands at my elbows and I turned around, "I'm so sorry."

I shook my head, "No, it was-"

"I don't know, I didn't know... I didn't think-"

"Of course you didn't." I wiped at the smears of blood on his hand, "Harry, it was a mistake. You didn't know what that spell did. You were just as surprised as I was."

He gripped his head in pain and fell back onto the basin for support, mortified by his actions and I rushed forward, pulling his head into my chest not knowing what more to say.

"Harry, nothing was going on between..." I stopped and pulled back, suddenly remembering how this all started, "Teddy."

Harry's emerald orbs asked the question that his mouth didn't have the energy to voice and I clutched my chest and stepped back, answering his question, "Something's happened to Teddy." I turned, desperate to get to Mi then I stopped, I couldn't leave him. Not like this.

"Go."

"No I won't leave you."

"Please. Go." He gasped, dipping his head and my face crumpled at his defeated look. I rushed forward, dragging his face up and pressing my lips against his, but he pulled away quickly, "Please. Just go."

I stepped back, trying to stop his words from striking my heart knowing they were mere words with no meaning, yet my knees trembled as I turned around and my chest heaved as I concentrated only on doing. On running and breathing. And not thinking. For my thoughts would hurt much more than the biting wind on my wet skin or the hard floor beneath my now bare feet as I pelted up to Gryffindor Tower, in search of my best friend with news that would most likely break her heart.

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