I gasped as I watched teachers gathered around Harry. I saw Professor Lockhart pull out his wand and say an incantation. Harry's arm becomes rubber-like, and Lockhart says something I can't hear from the stands. I watch as Harry is carried off to the Hospital Wing, and the audience disperses. I met Draco back at the common room, where he was grumbling about "Bloody Potter" taking the snitch out of his hands. I sat down next to him.

"Hey, did you see what happened to Harry's arm when that Lockhart guy tried to fix it?!" I asked. "Oh, yeah, I did, and Potter deserved it. Father says it's very painful to grow back bones." He replied grumpily. He seemed a bit happier once I started talking to him, though. We got into a deep conversation about injuries and if we had broken any bones or if we had ever been to a muggle hospital, stuff like that. It was actually quite an interesting subject. I learned that Draco once broke two of his fingers while flying a broom for the first time. He said this was his only injury so far. I truthfully told him that I had never broken a bone and that I hoped not to. He said he had only ever been to St. Mungos for his fingers and a bad cold once. I asked what St. Mungos was, he said it was a wizard hospital. I said that I had never been to a hospital besides maybe when I was born. We continued on our conversation for hours until about 10 P.M. I bid him good night and he did back, I blushed a little. I was so thankful the teachers hadn't given us homework in anticipation for the game because I'm pretty sure if they gave us homework I'd have been up till 1 in the morning.

{Time Skip to 2 A.M.}

It's currently 2 am, and I can't sleep. I keep thinking about Harry, and I want to know if he's ok. I decided to sneak out. I put on a hooded sweater and crept out of the dormitory, trying not to wake up Briar. I was about halfway to the hospital wing when I saw an ethereal glow. It was obviously a ghost, and as it rounded the corner I recognized it as the Gray Lady. I ducked out of the way, hoping she did not see me. Close call, I thought.

When I got to the door to the Hospital wing, I tried to quietly push open the door, but it squeaked loudly. I flinched as I crept inside, and I saw Harry's form lying in the bed on the far wall. I see Harry stirring, waking up. I duck behind a bed so I'm not spotted. Why did I do that, I thought. I came here to see if Harry's ok, not to just creepily spying from behind a bed! I stand up and walk over to him nervously.

"Uh, hi," I say.

Harry looks uberly surprised. "Rosalynn? Why are you here?" He asks suspiciously.

"Well, I -I uh, saw y-your Quidditch match, a-and I-I was w-wondering i-if you were okay."

Harry looks slightly confused. "Why do you care? Aren't you friends with Malfoy?"

"Draco? Yeah, we're friends, but what does that have to do with anything?"

Harry sighs. "You should probably leave before someone catches you here."

I look at him sadly. Why doesn't he trust me? Is it because I'm a Slytherin? "O-okay. Catch ya later, I guess."

Harry seems to feel bad. "Yeah, I guess." I feel my cheeks burning.

Back at my dormitory, I decided to take a better look at the diary. I open it, and writing scrawls itself over the page. 'Welcome back, Rosalynn,' it writes. 'Hello, Tom', I write in response. 'Would you like to meet me?' it writes. 'Okay,' I wrote, shakily. 'Go into the girl's bathroom on the first floor. There will be a sink embedded with the Slytherin symbol. You must speak Parseltongue to get it to open.' 'Parseltongue? What's that?' I wrote. 'You'll know when you get there.' was written as a response. I walked out of the dormitory quietly, again being careful not to get caught. I went to the first floor and slowly entered the bathroom. I was startled by a girl I heard crying. I whispered, "H-hello, is anyone here? I'm not going to bother you, I'm just wondering."

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