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Chapter 39

Harry's POV

My back was attacked by the cold night as it left the warmth of the bed, I panted, scratching my scar as it tinged. Fuck, I couldn't even remember the details of the dream but its affects lasted long after my eyes sprung open. I lifted up my knees and dropped my head between them, trying to slow my breathing and my heart rate.

I felt a soft rustle and then soft fingers flit through my hair and I savoured the touch that sent a tingle down my spine. I lifted my head to meet warm grey eyes that looked down at me from her kneeling position on my bed. I opened my mouth but she held a slender finger to my lips, the small act laying to rest all my questions. She leaned forward and kissed my scar. I realised that she was still in her school uniform as she lay down on the bed, I followed suit. She faced me,

"Nightmare?" She whispered, but our lips were practically touching, so I heard her clearly. I nodded my head, and I could see the worry shine in her eyes.

"What did she have you do?" I stayed up long after Sirius had showed up in the fireplace. I didn't risk sitting in the common room because Umbridge's fingers had showed up in the fireplace and couldn't risk her face showing up and seeing me there, so I settled for the boys' staircase. The twins woke me up from the bottom step, where I dozed off and I figured I must have missed her come back from detention.

She shrugged her slender shoulders and the movement made her front brush closer to me, "Don't worry, not lines." I sighed with relief. I was terribly worried that she would try the same thing with Ky, but I guess Hermione was right, she was the headmasters granddaughter, scarring her like that would be difficult to get away with. I felt her finger through my shirt has she traced unknown images on my chest, "She had me marking papers..."

I couldn't help smiling at the look on her face, you would have thought she hung her upside down from the Astronomy tower. She caught my smile and slapped me against my chest, which just made me laugh, "Did you fail all the Slytherins?"

"Oh I wish I was marking the Slytherins! She gave me the Ravenclaws and you know they all swallow the notes and spout them verbatim, so I initially gave the lot of them A's. She then gave me the stack back saying that was impossibly quick and she wanted me reading the whole thing. I practically read chapter three to eight of Defensive theory for Fourth year twenty times! Stop! Laughing!"

She slapped me with each word and I nuzzled my head in her hair to block the sound. She shrugged me off and turned around. I put my head on her shoulder, "Were you with Umbridge the whole time?"

She shrugged; knocking my jaw…I think that was on purpose. "I went down to the lab for a little while, Pomfrey needed Vitamix restocked and I forgot that I told her I'd give it to her tomorrow. Why?"

I whispered what happened with Sirius and I didn't have to see her face to know she was frowning. "Well she's definitely the one that hurt Hedwig. She must have been monitoring the only floo you have access to. Dumbitch.

I snickered into her ears, "You found a new one for her, have you?"

"I don't know how I didn't see it before. It was staring me right in the face."

I kissed her cheek and nestled onto her soft hair. My eyes growing heavy, I felt the rise and fall of her chest and I snuggled closer to her, drinking in her scent, knowing that just like the last time, with Ky came a peaceful sleep.

With a snap Dobby was gone. I leaned back into the sofa, my regret at not following Dobby to the room he just told me about disappearing at the sound of the opening portrait.

"She is the most annoying Dumbitch on the face of the planet." Ky stormed into the room, her hair falling from its trap on her head that kept it up. Was that a pencil? I nodded at her, she kicked of her shoes and collapsed onto my lap and I groaned at the contact, but she just went on, "She had me marking History of Magic essays! First year History of Magic essays!"She gestured around with her hands and I watched as her chest bounced. I found the pencil in her hair and pulled it out, enjoying the way the strands cascaded down her back. How did she do that with a pencil? "I don't even know how she got Binns to give them to her, but do you know how dumb first years are? DO you?"

I nodded my head sympathetically as I kissed a trail down her neck, how did her sweat taste sweet? "And then she had the nerve to say I was too strict with the marking. Do them again. Oh you're too lenient, be less strict! Well you know what, be less of a bitch OK? More to your left."

I smiled and did what I was instructed, all thoughts of potions essays, rooms of requirements and painful cursed scars driven away by soft moans.

Ky's POV

"Is that Dean?"

"Don't worry about Dean, Harry must have told him." We walked down the next flight of stairs. Mi smirked in my direction,

"Speaking of roommates, when am I getting mine back?"

I hopped down the last step, simultaneously grabbing her around the shoulder, "Awww are you missing me Mi?"

She bumped me with her hip, "Of course not, I'm more than happy to pass off my detention detecting duty on Harry, but-"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, and she looked at me sternly and continued,

"Be careful…I know you're sleeping with him innocently but if the boys wake up and see you then-"

"I'm out of there before any of them wake up and even if the boys see me and think that we did it, big deal?"I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly and Mi turned to face me in the middle of the fourth,

"Big deal? It's a huge deal…don't you think so?"

"What are we talking about? Harry and I doing it, or the boys thinking that Harry and I did it?"

She bit the side of her lip, "OK, I do see the difference. But let's just refrain from feeding the rumour mill…Angelina!"

We stopped to tell Angelina about the room of requirement that Dobby had told Harry about.

"Thornton?"

I turned, taking a step back as Michael Corner was right behind me. Personal space dude,

"May I have a word?"

Oh fuck, not another group date. Mi was still busy explaining to Angelina and I walked over with him,

"So about tonight…is it OK if I bring my brother? He wanted to come for the meeting on Saturday but he ran late?"

I shrugged, "I'm sure it'll be OK, I'll speak to Mi about it." Why was he asking me about it?

He nodded and walked past.

"What was that about?"

"Jack Corner wants to come for Defence classes."

"You know I actually wondered why he wasn't there the first time. Seemed like something he'd want to do, I'll get him to sign before he comes tonight but it should be OK."

I nodded, "Oh fuck no... turn! "

"What?" I grabbed Mi's hand and pulled her around.

"Granger. Thornton."

We turned into the corridor and I pulled Mi into a secret passageway on the third just as he walked passed,

"I know it's horrible, but I kind of hope he never gets the message."

I laughed as Zacharias Smith walked passed puzzled and then stopped my laughter abruptly, clamping my hand over Mi's mouth as well. I nodded my head in the direction of the wall. Her quizzical look vanished and we observed the painting…it was an empty canvas. But a rustle of voices floated from it,

"…disgust me. You should be ashamed of yourself, Salazar knows our family should be too. And most of all, he should be ashamed of you. " It was feminine. There were soft footsteps and then the distinct noise of a door closing. Mi and I stared at the blank portrait, hypnotised by its peculiarity. I heard more footsteps and the click of a door close again.

Mi looked at me curiously and I shook my head. Who's to say that they can't hear us on that side…wherever it is? I guess the walls really do have ears at Hogwarts.

"Here you go Madam Pomfrey."

I handed the box fill of vials to her and she took it with a gracious smile, "Oh thank you so much Miss Thornton, it seems we have a bout of Anderius infections spreading around," she glanced at the four students strictly, Anderius infections were spread orally, "And it's not a potion I have, well it's not a potion I think I should have, prepared in advance."

"No problem Madame" I mock bowed and I swear I heard a chuckle from the somewhat strict matron. I turned and headed for the exit, I took the stairs two at a time, wondering why they never invented a magical elevator. Like that one in Charlie and the Chocolate factory. I was officially the worst girlfriend ever! Oh fuck,

"Oh sorry…oh Ky." I grabbed Corners hand and he pulled me to my feet with ease. "I saw your friend Hermione Granger earlier in the library, Seventh?"

"Yeah, what's the time?"

"I think we'll reach there by eight." He smiled. There was something forced about it.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing…is that the door?"

I saw the door opposite the painting of that Barmy guy getting beaten by trolls, I reached forward and pushed open smiling widely at the worried green eyes that faced me,

"Ky…finally. Come in…oh and-"

"Jack Corner…I'm a late applicant." Jack laughed and scratched his head as Harry stared at him confused. "I signed up with Hermione Granger earlier on. I meant to-"

"No, no that's OK. Come on in." Harry looked cute playing host as he gestured to the cushions that the rest of the class were sitting on. I made my way towards Ron and Mi, stopping to ruffle the Twins hair as I walked passed.

Ron scooted over the huge cushion he was occupying and I squeezed in next to him. Mi rolled her eyes,

"What have I missed?" I whispered to Ron and he stifled a laugh,

"Mione' has only interrupted Harry like two times…oh I think here comes the third…oh no she's just brushing her hair behind her ear…now she's biting her bottom lip…and now she's looking at us…and…what does that even mean."

I giggled next to Ron as Hermione gestured for us to keep quiet. Everybody had raised their hands, and we looked at each other in confusion, we looked around. OK, Smith didn't agree with whatever we were voting on so I agree with it completely, I lifted my hand up and Ron followed.

"What do you think we're voting on?" I whispered to Ron,

"Hopefully on whether food should be provided in these meetings, I'm starving!"

"Me too!" I skipped dinner as I had to rush off to make the potions. "We should totally sneak off to the kitchens afterwards."

"Ahhhh that's exactly what I was thinking!" Chang's friend with the curly hair shot us a reproachful look…were we being loud?

"Well you know what they say about great minds?"

Ron laughed and suddenly stopped and sighed, "What is it?"

His light blue eyes fell on Harry for a second who was directing an answer to Smith, "It's just…all this talk about reading minds makes me think about…you know…Harry's situation."

"About the dreams?"

"Well that and what happened after practice yesterday." He shivered physically, what the fuck? What happened yesterday? Before I could say a thing everybody was getting up and Ron pulled me to my feet.

Everyone was pairing off and Harry's eyes met mine for a second. What happened yesterday? I walked forward but he already paired off with Neville.

"Ky, we're supposed to be practicing the disarming charm. If you and Ron here were paying any sort of attention…"

Ron smiled at Mi's reproachful glare and tried disarming her, unfortunately Ron couldn't get a one up on Mi's reflexes. Oh well, I guess I was alone.

"I guess we're partners."

I turned to the now familiar voice, "I guess so." I shrugged at Corner, I wasn't in the mood to play though. My thoughts were still on what Ron had said…what had happened?

Corner leaned against the wall, obviously in no mood to play either. I then realised what it must be.

"It's Fleeceheart."

Corner's eyes snapped to the entrance and I shook my head at his non verbal agreement.

"Not here. I mean, that's what's wrong with you. It's Fleeceheart. The last time I saw you guys she was three seconds away from hexing you."

"Two actually, luckily she is shit at hexes." He looked down at the floor, obviously this was going to be some kind of guessing game. After the eventful Saturday I had, I didn't really give a second thought to Fleeceheart and Corner. Fleeceheart was definitely not herself…well I can't really say. All I know of her is what I judged from her earlier in the year.

"Is she different? I mean I don't know her but she never seemed like a…" I shrugged, there was no easy way of putting it, "a slag."

His black eyes hardened, "She isn't a slag."

"Well if someone snogs Davies like a slag, dresses like a slag and-"

"I get it OK." He snapped, and then sighed. "She isn't…she's pretending. I don't know what's going on, but she isn't this person…she isn't…Allison."

"Maybe she is. Maybe you just have some idea of her in your head that isn't Allison. If the girl wants to go out and have a snog-"

"This isn't about her snogging Davies OK." He took a step forward in his anger, "This is about her…doing some other shit as well."

Oh shit. Why didn't I think of this before. If I was having problems with Cedic's death, what would the girl who loved him be going through?

"Is she on something?"

He cocked his head to the side, "What? No…I don't think so. I don't even see her anymore. She doesn't go to classes, she hasn't turned in like a single essay and she hasn't even shown up for quidditch and I don't even know who she's hanging out with because she's not with her usual friends. I mean, I know," He nodded his head emphatically, his throat raw with his slightly emotional outburst, "I know what she is going through. He was my best friend too. And I know she had feelings for him, just like you knew…anyone could tell really." He shook his head, "If Ced saw her now…"

He let his fisted hands fall heavily, too emotional to even finish the sentence. I took a step forward, looking up at his pained black eyes,

"Corner, it's not your job to…fix what Cedric has broken."

I realised that's what he was doing. This whole time. When he helped me out on the train with Davies at the start of term and when he saw that I was having a bad time in Diagon Alley the other day. And now he's doing the exact same thing with Fleeceheart.

He looked back at me, his jaw clenched tightly and his head dipped in the most heartbreaking way, "If I don't, who will? Who? He can't…" He shrugged despairingly. He exuded this aura of desperation so prevalent I reached up and rubbed his arm trying to physically rub it away.

Ever since Saturday my thoughts were filled with all things Potter, not even a second glance was given to the little box named Cedric in my brain. Yet they were people who carried their box labelled Cedric so heavy that they could barely keep their shoulders up.

We looked at Harry, who was standing next to Chang, making an announcement to the class about their progress on the spell. What spell were we even practicing again? I felt a soft brush against my shoulder as Corner walked past, he was the first one out the door, not even waiting for Harry to announce that the coast was clear from his observation of the Marauders Map in his hand. Harry tossed him a stern glance but ignored his exit, telling the next group when it was safe to go.

I walked forward, unaware that we had wandered so far off from the group, I leaned my head on Mi's shoulder and she slung her hand on my waist, my thoughts still with Corner and his dilemma.

"…were brilliant Harry. Thanks a lot." Cho's voice cut through my reverie and I watched has she ran a hand down Harry's arm and smiled up at him, before exiting the room with the other Ravens. I cocked my eyebrow at the obvious attempt at making me jealous, I guess she was done playing the hurt lover and was trying to exact some revenge. I caught Ron's eyes and stifled a laugh at his look of disgust. He was no fan of Chang.

"See you at ten Ky?"

I looked up at the twins as they smiled at me at the exit, Ginny was looking at them quizzically too. I nodded, remembering that I had told them sometime last week, I would help with one of their products tonight. I followed Mi to the exit and walked through. This room was handy, I can imagine all the fun things that can be done in it, that made me smile and I looked up at Harry.

He didn't smile back and looked down at the map, "Corridor is clear right up till here, then we'll have to take a detour because Peeves is circling around this part of the corridor." He started walking and I stopped him with a hand on his elbow, but Ron's stomach spoke first with a loud grumble.

I laughed and Mi elbowed me, while Ron grinned guiltily, "I'm starving. I didn't manage to finish my shepherd's pie at dinner because we had to leave for the meeting."

"You meant you didn't get to finish your forth slice of shepherd's pie." Mi hissed at him with an eye roll. He shrugged at her and I laughed again,

"Well I don't keep count now do I? Anyway Ky skipped dinner and we said we'll grab some food down at the kitchens. Mind if we borrow the map?"

Ron held his hand out and I swear Harry hesitated for a fraction of a second before tossing the parchment at him. I turned to him, a small smile on my face, "Want anything from the kitchens?"

Heat flooded his eyes as I bit my lip up at him but it disappeared in a blink, he shook his head and walked away.

"Does Harry seem a bit…off to you?"

We walked up the sixth floor staircase slowly, slowed down by the cupcakes in our hands stealing all our attention. Kinky had made my favourite, the ones with the bits of chocolate in them that just melted in your mouth. Ron popped one in his mouth whole and shrugged his shoulder, '

"ik at-" He swallowed and then attempted the question again, "Like what? Like he's had another 'feeling'"

I stopped on the top stair, "What? What 'feeling'"

A pang of annoyance assaulted me. I didn't like not knowing whatever I obviously didn't know. Ron opened his mouth but whatever he was about to say was swallowed by the high pitched shriek that he emitted instead.

A/N: Seems like Ky and Ron's midnight bite has gone a bit awry…

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