A/N: Hello everybody, as I don't have much to say I will keep it short. POV situation is the same. And now on to more pressing matters. Thank you to all of you who have followed, favorited, or reviewed. Or anyone who just takes the time out of their day to read it period. Thank you and now without further ado, on with the story!

Harry's POV

Time Skip – Next Day(November 8th)

So far my day's been pretty uneventful. That being said, I had potions next. Now I don't despise the class, it's actually quite enjoyable now that Snape isn't teaching it. But this was the first class I had with the Slytherins since the 'warning' I received yesterday. Now there's nothing wrong with Slytherins, I have nothing against them as a house only Malfoy and his cronies are the ones that are my problem.

Walking into Potions class with five minutes to spare, I went and sat next to Neville as usual. Glancing around the classroom, I spotted Hermione's gaze on me. Meeting her eyes, I shifted my gaze to the person that was next to her, Weasley. Glancing back at her, I sent her a apologetic look. She was probably hearing an earful from him about how much he probably hated me. Feeling someone's ones on me, I turned my gaze from Hermione and glanced around the room.

It didn't take me long to figure out who it was looking at me. Tracey. Meeting her eyes, she gave a slight nudge of her head. Directly in the direction of her partner. Daphne. Raising an eyebrow at her as if questioning why she wanted me to look at Daphne. She rolled her eyes in response and made the same motion again but with more emphasis. Sighing, I shifted my gaze to Daphne. I didn't even know what the point of this was. Why did she want me to look at Daphne?

Squinting my eyes and focusing on Daphne, looking for whatever it was that Tracey wanted me to see.

"What are you staring at?" I jumped at the sound of Neville's voice on my left.

"What?" I was fully okay with snapping at him. He interrupted my focus.

"Whatcha looking for?"

"Don't know." Shifting my gaze from Neville back to Daphne. Wait a minute. Is it possible that she looked paler? I couldn't see her eyes but her skin looked slightly paler than yesterday. Looking back at Tracey, I found her looking at me expectantly.

"Well?" She mouthed to me.

"She's paler?"

"Yeah, eyes darker too." That has to mean something.

"Anything else?"

"Snappier. Less observant." Less observant? Looking forwards the front of the class, Slughorn was here. Looking back at Tracey, I made a decision.

"Keep an eye on her."

"Thought you didn't care?" Yeah so did I.

"Maybe I do." Turning away from Tracey, I turned my attention back to the front of the class and listened to Slughorn.

Leaving Slughorn's class, I made my way to my next class, Ancient Runes, which happened to be a class Daphne was also in. Joy.

Upon reaching the class with a few minutes to spare, I gave the room a once over and choose one of the empty seats towards the back of the room. Plopping into one of the seats and setting my bag down before bending over and grabbing my stuff from it. Straightening up, I tuned in to the what the Professor was saying.

Once the Professor gave us the homework and dismissed us, I grabbed my stuff and put it in my bag. Looking around the rest of the room, the only one left was Daphne, even the professor had left. She was leaning on the edge of a desk that I assumed was hers and gripping the sides tightly. She must've noticed she was being stared at because without moving her body or loosening her grip from the desk so turned her head in my direction and met my eyes. Tracey was right, they were darker. Making a decision, I left my bag on the desk and walked over to her.

I waited until I was maybe a foot and a half from her to talk.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine Potter, why were you staring at me?"

"Because you certainly don't look it." Giving her the once over as if to prove my point.

"Not now, in potions." Wait what? So she knew, huh. Less observant my arse.

"Your paler."

"Not your concern. Why were you talking to Tracey?"

"My my, aren't we just full of questions today?" Giving her a smirk, it wasn't hard to tell I was getting on her nerves.

"Potter!" Wow that growl was legit like more animal than human.

"What I talk to Tracey about is our business." Especially when what we talk about is you.

"Just stay away from her, I mean it Potter, stay away." Letting go of the desk, she grabbed her bag and made her way past me in the direction of the door. She didn't make it too far before she stumbled and dropped her bag. Using my reflexes to my advantage, I reached out and grabbed her around the waist and held her to steady her. Turning her head towards me, it didn't take either of us long to realize how close we were and for a fraction of a second, I could've swore I saw something in her eyes. Something different, for that one second, they didn't look so cold anymore. Doesn't matter if I did, it was gone as soon as it came.

Clenching her jaw, she pushed away from me, causing me to let go of her waist. "I'm fine, Potter." You didn't look it then and you don't look it now.

"We must have different definitions of fine then."

"Just stay away Potter." Now why would I do that?

"Or what? I'll regret it?"

"Yeah you will."

"Oh gonna sick your ferret boyfriend on me. I'm so scared." I doubt he could do anything that would actually scare me.

"You should be Potter." She bent over and picked up her bag before making it the rest to and through the door.

Leaving right behind her not long after I made my way to lunch.

Time Skip – A few days later (November 11th)

Entering the Great Hall and taking a look around before making my way down the Gryffindor table towards Hermione, Neville, and Luna. She had recently decided she preferred seating at the Gryffindor table for breakfast. Taking a seat, I grabbed some waffles, bacon and a cup of coffee. Breakfast was a quiet affair, none of us really talked, we just enjoyed each other's company.

Not long after breakfast began the mail owls flew in with everybody's mail. This was a daily occurrence, what I hadn't expected was for two owls to land in front of me. Taking the letter from the two owls, I gave them a few bits of bacon before sending them on their way. I pocketed the letters before returning to my plate. Picking up my coffee, I brought the cup to my lips at the same time as I felt a nudge in my right side. Taking a swig of coffee before setting it back down and turning to my right.

"Hm?"

"Who's it from?" Oh Hermione, always the curious.

"Well one had a Bones seal and the other was a Davis one. So I'd assume from Amelia and someone of the Davis family."

"Who's the person that would answer from the Davis family?"

"The Head of House, Lord Anthony Davis would most likely be the one to respond to that type of letter." Neville didn't even give me the chance to respond, then again I'm quite grateful for that considering the fact I didn't know answer.

"It's Saturday, so after breakfast, the room?"

"Yup!"

"Obviously."

"Sure."

"Okay, so… who's done?" Glancing at them as I raised the coffee cup to take a drink.

"Me!" Luna was the first up.

"Me!" Followed by Neville.

"Let's go!" Then Hermione.

"Right let's go." Setting the cup down, I rose and jumped off the bench and followed the other three to the Room of Requirement.

Upon arriving in at the Room, Hermione did the honors and asked the Room for our usual. Opening the door, we all practically ran over to the living room. Jumping over the back of the coach and landing in the seat, I pulled out the letters and set them on the table.

"So which one first?"

"Davis."

"Davis."

"Davis."

Okay well I guess it pretty obvious. "Alright Davis it is then."

Picking the Davis letter off of the coffee table, I undid the seal and pulled out the contents before reading it aloud.

Lord Potter,

In response to your letter, it had been decided that if you are available on November 12th at 12 o'clock then you may come to my home. If you are available at this time please write the word 'Yes' on the back of this parchment and I will expect your arrival by floo.

Lord Davis, Head of the Noble House of Davis

"Huh, he didn't give a floo. Odd." Good point.

Looking up from the parchment, and performing a sweeping glance between the three before taking a quill from the table and flipping over the parchment.

'Yes'

Floo – Davis Manor

"Oh, there it is."

"That's actually really smart."

"Well, looks like I have a meeting with Lord Davis tomorrow." Putting the parchment back on the table, before picking up the other letter.

"Seems so."

"Now the next one."

"Got somewhere to be Neville?"

"I-I uh n-no c-course not-t!"

"Relaxing I'm just kidding, though that was entertaining." Truly his reaction was great.

"Shut up Harry!"

"Right, on with the letter, please Harry."

"All in good fun Hermione." Even so, I obliged to her request and undid the seal on the letter. Pulling the letter out of the envelope, I began reading aloud.

Harry,

Hope you don't mind that I address you as such since we are allies and hopefully friends, but then again even if you do, I don't really care. I'm addressing you as Harry. So on to the actual reason for this letter. After you came by I decided to go through some of the things from my time at Hogwarts in remembrance of your mother. She and I were close friends during our time there and even after. I found some pictures with her in them and I was wondering if you would like a copy of them? Let me know and if you ever need anything or just want to know about her, I'm just an owl away.

Sincerely,

Amelia

Lady Bones of House Bones

Finishing the letter and setting it down, before reaching up and wiping at the wetness on my cheek.

"So… now what?"

"Now we just wait for your meeting with Lord Davis tomorrow before continuing."

"Wait Neville, we wait? Really?"

"Yeah, I'm with Hermione on this one. Why are we just waiting?" Shouldn't I prepare or something? Practice? So I know how to act and what to say?

"Because there's nothing else that can be done."

"We can't practice or anything? So I know what to say?"

"No."

"Really? You too Luna?" So Hermione sounded exasperated.

"Yes, it will do no good to Harry." How would it do no good?

"How so Luna?"

"Because it can't sound practiced, it must sound natural but still assured and confident."

"Nevil-"

"No that's what'll get the best results." Looking back and forth between Hermione and Neville it didn't take a genius to know they'd talked about this before. And that Hermione didn't like it. At this point, they were also both standing up looking ready to fight one another.

"Alright, alright." Standing up, I got between the two of them. "Hermione, if says it'll get the best results, then I believe him. He know more about this stuff than we do. And Neville, maybe rather than just saying it's for the best next time explain why. Got it?"

"Got it Harry." Even though he didn't look to happy, he understood and sat back down. One down, one to go. Looking towards Hermione with a look that all but said Well?

Looking me right in the eye she took a deep breath before answering. "Fine." She didn't look super happy about it either but she complied and sat back down.

Following their actions, I sat back down and looked between them.

"Okay, look. I've got to go find Tracey. Work it out."

"But-"

"No, I don't care how and I don't care when, just work it out." Getting back up, I headed for the door, and left.

Making my way from the room to the Gryffindor common room, didn't take a whole lot of time. Entering the portrait and heading up to the dorms or more specifically my trunk.

Arriving at my trunk, I unlocked it and headed in to my apartment to get the map. Retrieving it, I left the trunk and locked it back up before opening the map.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Best password ever. Watching the map come into view, I unfolded it and searched the map for any signs of Tracey. It didn't take me long to spot her but in one of the only places I couldn't get to her. The Slytherin common room. Now what?

Deciding it would be best to wait, I went back over to my trunk and pulled out some parchment. Might as well as get some homework done while I wait.

Time Skip – 1 ½ Hour Later

Adding the finishing touches to my last bit of homework, I glance at the map. Looking at the Slytherin common room only showed me that Tracey wasn't there anymore. Looking around the rest of the map, I continued searching for her until I came across her name in the kitchens.

Putting away my completed homework, I pocketed the map and left the dormitory, en route to the kitchens.

Arriving at the kitchens, I went in and looked around the room. Spotting Tracey on one of the benches, I made my way over to her. Sitting down next to her, I started.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I barely got the last word out when she looked up and practically threw herself on me in a hug. She was shaking. It didn't take me long to realize she was crying. Wrapping my arms around her, I hugged her back.

We just seat there hugging for who knows how long. At some point she stopped crying, but we still remaining in the same position. Just comforting each other.

"I'm sorry Harry." Pulling back, I looked down at her face.

"What are you talking about?"

"I just jumped you and stayed hugging you, crying for like the past thirty minutes."

"It's alright, but if you don't mind me asking, what happened?"

"It's just Daphne. I don't know what going on with her and it seems like it's not getting any better. I don't want to tell her parents, either."

"Why not?" Why not tell her parents? Shouldn't they know?

"Because, what would I tell them? That their daughter is getting paler by the day, her eyes darker, snapping at me, hates someone who was a friend, and is obsessed with someone who was an enemy? How do you explain that?" Hm

"Okay I see your point. Also when at the end of Ancient Runes I noticed her holding on to her desk and went over to her. I asked if she was fine. She asked me why I was staring at her. I thought she meant in ancient Runes but she meant back in potions. She also asked why I was talking to you. Told me to stay away. And that I'd regret it if I didn't. An-"

"She threatened you?"

"Yes but when she walked away, she stumbled. I grabbed her and caught her but when she looked at me, I swear it was like that" I paused and snapped my fingers. "But I saw something in her eyes. Like for a second she was back to normal again. But it was gone before could tell. Then she pushed away and left the room." Once I finished recounting the story, I glance back at Tracey waiting for a reaction.

"She stumbled? Daphne doesn't stumble."

"Well she did, she was holding on to the desk really tight as well."

"Whatever is going on, it's not good. Maybe it's time to do more than just observe."

"And what exactly do you have in mind?"

"Push her. Talk to her. As for you, I don't think you can do much. But I'll see what I can do and get back to you, yea?" Well it's the best we got right now.

"Yeah, first sign of anything, you let me know." Getting up from the bench, I left the kitchens and went to the Great Hall for lunch.

A/N: Sorry not exactly the best chapter, I know. I was a total filler and I had such writers block this week. Next one should be better. Enjoy, and Happy Reading!