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Chapter Three

Professor McGonagall looked on worriedly as a slightly pale Fiona Potter exited a carriage holding hands with one of the Weasley twins (she always go their names confused). Her lips twitched slightly at the sight. She shook her head mentally and went back to the matter at hand. Remus Lupin had sent an owl ahead saying that Fiona had a rather adverse reaction to the dementor that boarded the train and the head of house was determined to get Fiona to Madame Pomphrey.

"Miss. Potter I need you to come with me. You too Miss. Granger." McGonagall said. Hermione was slightly startled but then remembered about the chat she was having about her classes. "Mr. Weasley, you can go to the great hall." She eyed Ron and George but Fiona gripped his hand tighter. McGonagall frowned, as they seemed to talk to each other through their eyes. Her brown ones didn't betray her surprise as a thought entered her mind. She must speak to Albus soon.

"Its fine. I'll see you soon." George whispered at her fear. She nodded and he gently released her hand, walking with Ron through the great hall doors. That seemed to strengthen the Professors suspicion. Fiona felt emptiness as soon as George left and she had a sneaking suspicion that there was more to the soul-bonding thing. McGonagall led the two girls over to the hospital wing where Madame Pomphrey was waiting. She practically forced the girl to sit and took her pulse.

"What does she need Poppy? Bed rest? Does she need to spend a night in the hospital wing?" McGonagall asked.

"I'm fine." Fiona said crossly but they seemed to ignore her.

"Well she should eat some chocolate." Pomphrey said as she tried to peer into the put out girl's eyes.

"I already had some." Fiona had a frustrated edge to her voice. She hated being treated like a child. "Professor Lupin gave us all some."

"Did he?" Madame Pomphrey said approvingly. "So we've finally got a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows his remedies?"

"Are you sure you're alright Potter?" McGonagall asked and Fiona sighed.

"Yes."

"Very well. Kindly wait outside while Miss. Granger and I discuss her course schedule." Fiona nodded and stepped outside, leaning against the wall.

She could still feel the emptiness that was there since George left. She felt the same way on the train before he had found her. Hermione walked out of the hospital wing looking distinctly pleased. Fiona wanted to ask if Hermione had found anything else in the book she had read but Professor McGonagall was right behind them and Fiona had no way of knowing that the Transfiguration teacher already had some suspicion about her and George.

It looked like the sorting had just ended when the three walked in. McGonagall made her way to the staff table while Hermione and Fiona made their way to their friends. Fiona sat next to George, his hand finding hers under the table. He grinned as he felt her relief, his own seeping through as he had been feeling the emptiness also.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up then.

"Welcome!" Said Dumbledore. The candlelight shimmering on his long white beard. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I have a few things to say to you all, and as one of them is very serious, I think it best to get it out of the way before you become befuddled by our excellent feast…"

The elderly wizard proceeded to explain that Hogwarts would play host to the dementors, at least until Sirius Black was caught. Fiona paled slightly and George twisted a lock of her hair back while rubbing her arm soothingly, causing goosebumps to erupt. When he said not to leave the grounds without permission, Fiona thanked the stars that she was able to get her Uncle to sign the Hogsmeade permission form at the last minute. Maybe she could have a date with George. Professor Lupin was introduced as the new DADA teacher but the real pleasant surprise was that Rubeus Hagrid, Fiona's giant friend was their new Care of Magical Creatures professor. Ron and Hermione stood up in applause but Fiona stayed down, as she didn't want to let go of George's hand.

When the feast finally started, Fiona was starving. She didn't see McGonagall lean over and whisper to the headmaster whose eyes started to twinkle even brighter than before. As the desserts were clearing, the aforementioned stern professor neared Fiona and George.

"Miss. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Headmaster Dumbledore would like to speak to you in his office before you go to your common room. The password is Lemon Drop." McGonagall then left the confused pair. So Hermione, Ron, and Fred bid them goodbye before heading to the headmasters' office.

"Lemon Drop." Fiona said to the guarding statue and it moved, revealing the moving staircase. Once at the door, George knocked and a voice was heard, welcoming them in. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, watching the two Gryffindor's sit, their hands still touching. He smiled.

"Professor McGonagall has informed me of some interesting revelations. There has not been a soul bond here at Hogwarts in many years." George and Fiona looked startled. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled brightly. "Yes, I know. Now tell me, what do you know of soul bonds?"

"Well, Hermione told us that we could feel each others emotions. But that's it." Fiona said quietly and George nodded.

"But I've been getting these empty feelings when Fiona isn't near me. Like something is missing." George said while Fiona agreed, blushing slightly.

"Yes, that is expected. You see, besides feeling each other's emotions, people who are soul bonded need some level of contact. It gets easier over time and you will not need as much but as yours is fairly recent, you need more."

Fiona was the first to gain her voice. "What do we do then? We are in different dorms and in different years."

"Well I can fix the living situation. There is a special suite here that we have saved for such an occurrence. You two can stay there. As for classes, I can only say that you must fight through that emptiness. If it gets too much than we will have your classwork moved to the suite."

Fiona nodded as George was still in shock. She suddenly felt nervous that he was regretting all this. George looked over and squeezed her hand.

"Of course I don't regret it." He murmured as if Dumbledore wasn't there. "Its just a lot to take in." He gave her the smile she loved and she relaxed.

"Now, I will show you where the suite is and a house elf will bring your belongings to it. I would tell your friends of the situation tomorrow." The brilliant wizard said before leading them out of his office, through the many hallways, and down the stairs. Soon, on the first floor, they reached a discrete portrait of two centaurs.

"Password." One said in a regal voice.

"The password is Spes."

"Enter young and old." The other centaur said and the portrait swung open to reveal a very modest room. It was obviously the sitting room with its couches and bookcases. What surprised them was that there was only one bedroom. The other door was to a bathroom.

"Well, your stuff should be here. Hopefully I will see you in the great hall for breakfast."

"Yes but-" Fiona started but Dumbledore had already disappeared. Fiona frowned. Were they supposed to sleep on the same bed? The couches were too small for one of them to sleep on them plus they didn't look very comfortable.

"I think we are supposed to be on the same bed." George said. He looked down at Fiona who was looking up at him. He wrapped his arms around her. A thought suddenly hit her.

"Are you going to be okay without Fred here?" She knew how close he and Fred were. They functioned like one unit. George shrugged.

"I'll still see him in class and at meals. Its fine." Fiona nodded as she stared into his blue eyes. He gazed back. She leaned up and George met her, their lips moving in perfect synchronization. Soon Fiona started to yawn and, after changing, the two went to bed.

…

George woke up to Fiona in his arms, her face relaxed and the barest whisper of a smile on her lips. George put his mouth to her ear.

"Fiona." He whispered. Her face scrunched up. "We need to get up, breakfast is soon."

She groaned and he could feel a mix of frustration and pleasure surround her. "I'm comfortable." She murmured and he chuckled before moving and getting up.

Fiona sighed but swung her legs around and got out of bed. George caught sight of the smooth skin and his mouth went dry. He had always thought of Fiona as beautiful but she had grown. She looked over and saw his gaze, his sudden feeling of lust causing her to blush. He seemed to realize what had happened and the emotion disappeared just as suddenly as it had come his own cheeks flushed. Fiona smiled and grabbed a uniform before heading to the bathroom while George tried to get himself together.

The two left the special dorm hand in hand, Fiona quietly teasing him about the emotion from earlier. They entered the great hall, which was starting to fill up with students. They went over to their friends.

"Where were you last night? You went to Dumbledore and didn't come back?" Hermione asked Fiona.

"Well…you see." Even though Hermione knew she and George were soul bonded, Ron didn't and he was listening intently. George looked at Fiona who was feeling very nervous. He decided to take over.

"Dumbledore moved us to a special suite."

"Why?" Ron asked. Fiona leaned into George as he answered again.

"Well, we soul bonded and it turns out that people who soul bond need to be close to each other."

Ron choked on his food. "You WHAT?!"

Hermione rolled her eyes while Fiona moved so her face was hidden by Georges shoulder. He chuckled and wrapped an arm around her. Fred snickered and went back to his bacon while also talking to Angelina. Ron looked between his brother and best mate in supreme shock.

"They soul bonded Ron." Hermione said.

"You knew?" He asked her incredulously.

"I'm the one who told them." She rolled her eyes again before turning back to Fiona who was eating breakfast with Georges arm around her shoulder. "So you're not going to be in the dorm anymore?"

"No, sorry." Fiona answered after swallowing some egg. McGonagall came around with their schedules. She faintly heard Ron telling Hermione that there was something wrong with her schedule but George trailing his fingers on her arm and the scent that seemed to surround him distracted her. He chuckled and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Remember, I can feel your emotions." His warm breath surrounded her.

"You're one to talk. I still remember this morning." She grinned and his cheeks flushed slightly but he shrugged.

"I had incentive." This time it was her turn to blush.

"What's got you all flustered?" Hermione asked slyly and Fiona blushed harder.

"Nothing, nothing." Fiona said.

"Well c'mon, we have Divination first and its in the North Tower." Ron was still a little shocked but he was trying to get back to normal.

Fiona suddenly felt nervous. She didn't want the empty feeling to come back when she left George. He squeezed her shoulders.

"It'll be fine. Don't worry." He whispered before kissing her fiercely. Catcalls were heard around the table but they ignored them. George pulled back. Fiona's eyes were out of focus from the intensity of the kiss and Hermione had to pull her up.

"Lets go love bird." Hermione said, dragging Fiona.

The empty feeling hit instantly.

Yep, contact is important! I dont have much to say about this so please, read and review!