Thomas pushed his lips into mine, and I tried to get away but he wouldn't let me move. He kept getting more aggressive, his hand wrapped around my waist suddenly, I kept trying to push him away and tell talk to him, but he wouldn't move. I finally pushed him away, and he stared at me, licking his lips like a evil vampire.

"I-I d-don't want t-this," I said, my voice cracking a bit.

"Oh, of course you do babe," Thomas said, and approached me again.

"Please I-" But I couldn't finish was I was saying as his lips collided with mine again.

Then I heard someone bust open the door to the room we where in. I tried to move my head away from Thomas, but he held me still.

"Alex!" I heard John gasp, a flicker of hope rose in my heart. "THOMAS GET YOUR GRIMY LITTLE HANDS OFF HIM!"

Thomas slowly moved his lips away from mine.

"What I do with my boyfriend is none of your business," Thomas said, not looking away from me.

"Hes not your boyfriend!" John said.

"Of course he is, why don't you tell him to leave us alone now, Babe," Thomas said, still staring at me, an evil glint in his eyes.

Both the boys's eyes where watching me. I didn't know what to say. I don't want to be his boyfriend, but I also don't want to get beat up. 

"I-I don't r-really want to be your boyfriend," I finally squeaked out.

"You little-" Thomas said, raising up a fist.

Then suddenly Thomas froze, and then slowly fell to the ground. His face was frozen in rage, his fist still extended in the air. I looked up to see John aiming his wand at Thomas. He put his wand away and ran up to me.

"You alright?" John asked me worriedly.

"Y-yeah," I said shakily.

"Come on, you don't need to go to class, what makes you feel better?" John asked.

"I-I just w-want to go to Ravenclaw common room," I said.

"Alright, I'll come with you, did you want to stuff him in a closet though? Throw him in the mud?" John asked.

"I wouldn't mind locking him somewhere..." I said, and earned a smirk from John.

"Right," he said, and went to go drag Thomas's frozen-in-place body over towards a closet full of old dusty books.

This was probably a storage room. There where large stacks of old books, and when I opened one out of curiosity, the ink on the pages had faded away. There were cobwebs on all the walls, as if whoever was supposed to clean this room just gave up. The books where stacked on top of dark brown wooden desks, also coated in cobwebs. The stone floor was covered in dust, as if nobody had even entered the room for years.

John finished pushing Thomas into the closet and he slammed the doors shut, he also used some spell to make a large metal thing float through the air and then land in front of the closet door, so it would be hard to open.

He then tossed something to me, and I caught it. I examined whatever it was, and then I realized it was a wand.

"Thomas's wand. He wont be able to get out. Of course, I still have Hufflepuff in me somewhere, I'm not like Angelica, so we're going to tell a teacher that he is here, we don't want him to starve. I'll make up the excuse at why hes locked in a closet," John said.

We walked outside the room together, which John shut tightly behind us, and we made our way out of the dungeons. 

"Can you teach me that freezing spell thing?" I asked John as we walked through the halls.

"Petrificus Totalus? Sure, later," John said. "Um, do you need help with anything else though? I realize you might not even know how to use a broomstick."

"Broomstick?" I asked.

"Yup, we'll fix that, maybe you'll even be able to make it to the team this year. Lafayette always makes it, last year I got on with Hercules. I'd look forward to playing against you," John said.

"Team?" I asked.

John began to explain what 'Quidditch' was. For the rest of the walk he explained the entire game, I was actually quite fascinated. I wouldn't mind doing a sport, then I could take my mind off of Thomas.

"Alright, you can go on from here. But from now on I'm your personal guard," John said as we neared the Ravenclaw common room.

"I don't need a self-appointed bodyguard, thank you," I said.

"The thing is, I'm self-appointed, no stopping me," John said.

"Fine then," I said rolling my eyes.

"Alright, so as your new official self-appointed bodyguard, I need a cool name to scare your enemies. So you now call me Bringer of Death," John asked.

"You wouldn't deserve such a title," I said.

"Right then, Bringer of Death it is," John said.

"I'll look forward to our broomstick lesson," I said as a farewell, walking away.

"See ya! Don't die!" John shouted after me as I walked up the stares.

I went into the Ravenclaw common room, trying to get the taste of Thomas's lips out of my mouth. The evil glint in his eyes still haunted me. I went up the spiral staircase, and into the boys dormitory. I then sat on my bed, and tried to push away all the thoughts of Thomas. I decided to grab a book and try to force my worries away.

The book I grabbed was about Animagi, the thing that McGonagall thought I perhaps might be. She said it was the ability to transform into an animal, although some fellow Ravenclaws had told me it was something you had to learn, through chanting incantations, and doing all this cult stuff.

I know McGonagall was not trying to joke or anything. My theory is that she used the wrong word. Maybe there was a different type of being I might be. Hopefully I was just a human, though. 

*~*

"No you- Oh my god, Ham Ham," John said.

"What?" I asked, sitting on a broom.

"You- ugh, just don't run into the tree," John sighed.

"I know that! but HOW do I not run into the tree?" I said, annoyed.

"You just kind of- don't- I have no idea, okay? You just gotta kind of lean away from the tree," John said, he was also levitating a couple feet above the ground on a broomstick.

I bit my lip in concentration, and then leaned forward. The broom moved slowly, and picked up speed as I leaned more forward. Then, as I neared a tree, I leaned away. The broomstick drifted around, in a clean sharp turn. Now I was facing John from the other side of the field.

We where, instead of lunch, doing broom practice for the first time. It was nice, alone with someone who was not trying to harass me. John showed me a field beside the lake, and we where practicing there.

"WOOO! GO HAM CHOPS!" John shouted. "YOU'RE THE HAM MAN! WOO! BEST QUIDDICH PLAYER!"

"SHUT UP!" I shouted at him across the field.

"AS YOUR PERSONAL BODYGUARD, I WONT OBEY YOUR COMMANDS!" John yelled back, his voice seeming a bit quiet from to far away.

"THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!" I yelled back, a bit of laughter in my voice.

I leaned forward, and quickly speed across the field back over to John.

"Now see how its really done," John said as I reached him.

He took off at a very fast speed, faster then I had ever went. He rose up high above the trees opposite the field, did a surprisingly quick turn, and pretended to catch a invisible ball. He flew back down to me, skirted around a rock, then he slowed down to a stop about six feet away from me.

"Best bodyguard, not too shabby at Quiddich, though. Maybe you could beat me one day," I joked.

"Woah- dude," John said suddenly, moving his broom closer to mine.

"What?" I asked.

"Your hair- when did you dye your hair? It looks pretty cool," John said, and I felt him touch my hair.

"I didn't dye my hair," I said, trying not to blush as he messed around his my hair.

"Oh, so this bright pink and yellow is natural?" John joked.

"Pink and yellow? You have to be kidding me. Those are such disgusting colors, no offence to you Hufflepuffs, but yellow is gross. I like my brown," I said.

"Did someone prank you and dye- WOAH!" John said, and I felt him let go of my hair.

"What?" I asked.

"Hammy, Your hair just changed colors," John gasped.

"What is it now?" I asked.

"Its like... light blue," John said. "And now its going back to yellow and pink."

"You alright? You been smoking drugs?" I asked, referring to what Hercules had said a while ago.

"Hammy, I have not been smoking drugs, your hair is changing colors. No, I'm not going insane or have any mental issues. I think. Just go look in a mirror!" john said.

I rode my broomstick across the field towards the lake, and then hovered a foot above the water. I looked down, using it as a mirror, and brought my hair in front of my face.

"Holy Hedgehogs-" I said.

"Right?" John said, coming up next to me.

"I don't look that bad with pink," I said, flinging my hair dramatically.

"Look, its changing again," John pointed out.

My hair went back to its normal brown in a matter of seconds. I waited for a minute, but it never switched back to bright colors.

"Please tell me this is some fancy hair dye prank," I said to John.

"There's only one explanation- I'll go get Eliza too look it up in the library later," He decided.

"Alright, lets keep this a secret for now," I said.

"Okay," John said, and we flew back over towards the field for more practice.

We continued for a while longer, then we realized we where late for class and I flew quickly back towards the school. Once we got inside the school, John took my broom from me, saying how it was actually Hercules's and he had to return it. Then John ran off to return the broomsticks, apologizing for being a terrible body guard, and I set off for Herbology.

I really hoped Thomas was still trapped in that locker.