You don't have to watch the video, just listen to it.

"Anxiety?" Harry yelled barging into the hospital wing.

"Ugh, not so loud! My head feels like it's on a hangover," I wined.

"You've been on a hangover before?" Ron chuckled sitting on the chair next to my bed and putting his feet on my bed.

"I haven't," I grumbled pulling my feet up so Harry and Hermione could sit on either side of the bed. "I have read books and watched movies that do have it though."

"They show that stuff in movie?" Rom asked curiously.

"Ron, they'll show anything in a movie."

His eyes widened. "Anything?"

"Yes," I groaned, pressing my fingers to my temples.

"Wicked," he chuckled.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I can not believe you just told him that."

"He asked questions and I answered," I said.

"What made you anxiety take over?" Harry asked, changing the subject.

"Ugh..." Memories of last night flashed through my head. "I read some of the things Aurors have been through and I passed out."

"If you're not capable of reading a book about Aurors without your anxiety taking over, how come you want to be one?" Hermione asked me.

"Ugh... that's- thats a good question," I chuckled, scratching the back of my head.

"So your still going to be Auror?" Ron asked.

"Yes."

They all looked at me like wtf is wrong with you.

"Hermione, Ron, can you two leave Bella and I alone, please?" Harry asked.

Shit, he's going to want to question me further with this.

The two of them nodded saying 'yeah sure' leaving me alone with Harry.

He studied me carefully before saying, "I'm sorry, but I don't want you to be co-captain with me."

My mouth dropped and my eyes widened.

"What!"

"And I don't even want you to tryout. I don't want you on the Quidditch team while you are in this state."

"WHAT!"

I can imagine my self right now from the chair where Ron was. Harry and I look like Japanese cartoons, but a red distressed line appears above my head right before my head grows an bites off Harry's. What an imagination, I have.

"I'm sorry but I think it's for the best-"

"Harry, I haven't had anxiety since I was 13!" I argued. "It's just going to go away again! It has to."

"How did it stop?"

"I don't know. I had a really bad attack one day, so bad I... But once I was okay again, I was okay and had no anxiety-"

"What happened to you?" He asked me sternly.

I breathed as steadily as I could. "I died."

His eyes widened. "You what?!"

"My breathing and heart rate just stopped and I died. I was in a muggle hospital for about a week."

"What happened to make that happen to you?" Harry asked me.

"I was being bullied."

"But I thought you got along with everyone at you old school?"

"I did," I told him. "I got bullied in my older school. Then I moved to a new school and hit puberty. I didn't wear my glasses as much anymore, my face and body lost its fat, and like every teenage girl, I got boobs. I seriously was one of the hottest girls in my grade," I said way to casually.

Harry's face was over whelmed with awkwardness.

"Hey, at lest you get the final product," I joked.

"Yeah, now I got to make sure you don't get pregnant," Harry laughed.

"Ew," I said.

"What?" He asked.

"Why would I have sex here?"

"It's a big school, with a lot of hidden places that you know already. You might take someone to one of these-"

I put my hand over Harry's mouth. "Okay, sex talk is worse the puberty talk."

He chuckled and licked my hand.

"Ew," I hissed wiping his saliva on his sweater.

"You deserved it."

"But your the one who brought up sex."

"Ew, why in fucks name would you two be talking about sex?" Alex asked disgusted.

"You had to be there," Harry hissed, all his joking playfulness gone.

"Okay... I just wanted to make sure you okay, Bella," she told me with a real sincere.

"She's fine," Harry snapped. "Now if you don't mind, the door is right over there."

"Harry get you head out of your ass for one damn minute to see I'm her friend to," Alex hissed stomping over to Harry. "Yes, I'm in a relationship with a person who didn't make the right choices, but I'm still the same damn person you met in first year. The same person you saved from death in second year. The same person who helped you sneak into Honeydukes. And the same person who pushed you into the Black Lake as you choked on Gillyweeed. So, fuck you Harry if you're going to keep up this Fuckboy attitude."

"Sorry," Harry muttered looking down guilty.

"Everyone out," Madame Pomfrey called rushing over to me.

Harry and Alex said their good byes to me and walked out of the Hospital Wing.

Madame Pomfrey gave me a pill. "Take your protein pills and put your-"

"Helmets on," I sang, swallowing the pill. "Ground control to major Tom-"

I stopped myself. That's when Helen would sing 'commencing count down, engines on'.

"I was was going to say put your uniform on and head to class, but sure you can do that too," Madame Pomfrey said before leaving me alone to dress.

I quickly jumped out of the bed and got dressed. I heard David Bowie's voice counting down in my head.

"Bye, Madame Pomfrey," I said running out of the Wing.

The song started to play in my mind as I ran down the hall, but instead of David Bowie singing, it was Helen and I.

This is ground control to major Tom. You've really made the grade and the papers want to know whose shorts shirts you wear.

I seriously don't know why I did that, I think it was just Helen telling me that everything will be fine.

I miss her so much.

But what am I going to do?

Kill her. Kill the one who killed her.

No, I'm not evil. I'm not becoming like the one who killed my parents.

"Why are you late?" Hermione asked me.

I placed my bag on the floor and sat down on a stool. "I had a movie montage."

Her eyebrow raised. "What?"

"You know when you feel like your in a movie and a song is like playing in your head?" I asked quietly as Slughorn walked into the classroom.

"Ohh," Hermione nodded knowing what I meant.

"What have I missed?" I whispered taking out my copy of Advanced Potions.

"He's explaining those potions," she told me. "That one at the end is-"

The door opened loudly and reviled Harry and Ron. I raised an eyebrow at the two of them.

"Ahh, Mr. Potter and... His friend," Professor Slughorn greeted smiling. "Please sit down."

"Professor, can we borrow a copy of the text books?" Harry asked.

"Oh, yes, yes, of course," Slughorn said pointing his finger at a cabinet. "They are right over there."

"Thank you, sir," they both said together.

They got their books and sat down across from me and Hermione.

"What are you two doing here?" I asked.

"Professor McGonagal said we should come because it's a new teacher," Harry explained.

"Oh, that makes sense," I said without sarcasm even though I bet you read it with sarcasm.

"This potion here is Amortentia," Slughorn said, gesturing to a large pot that had pearly colored steam coming out of it. "It is he strongest love potion known. It also changes it smell to fit different people. Miss. Potter will you please come up here and tell us what you smell."

I modded. "Um, yeah sure."

I got up from my chair and walked up to the pot. I took a big whiff and dashed out.

"What do you smell?" Slughorn's voice said, pulling me out of my trance.

"Minty sour apple," I said.

"Miss. Granger, please come up and tell the class what you smell," Slughorn said.

As I turned my head around to see Hermione, I made eye contact with a certain pair of grey eyes.

He smirked, though it seemed very fragile and forced.

Maybe... maybe Harry was right.

A/N: Hi! Don't kill me! I'm sorry but I've been very very busy. Let me explain. From April 1st to April 5th I was in Las Vegas and the hotel there had horrible wifi. And then on top of that I've had softball practices and games. Oh, I also have Drama classes I go to every Wednesday. Plus I'm writing another book. Please check it out for me! It's called Love Thy Prankster. And I'm sorry about that weird part in the beginning. I was having writers block and I was listening to that song 24/7. But look up the song Space Oddity with Kristen Wiig. Kristen Wiig is the woman who portrays Helen. Anyways that's what's up... yeah.

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