The trouble with doing something right the first time is that no one appreciates how difficult it was -- Winter/Spring 1997 (DONE)

I wanted to speak to Jetty about what happened to my sister.  I found him walking away from the castle to the grounds.  It was snowing, but he was outside anyways.  I went out there and caught up to him.  I pulled my cloak tightly around me as I walked.  I stayed quietly as we went through the snow, deciding what exactly to say to him.

I sighed and glanced over at Draco.  "What do you want?" I asked.  We never really got along.  I was more a Slytherin like Juniper rather than Draco.

I deserved that.  I was never really all that nice to Jetty -- especially since he was a Pettigrew and Father had never shown that he liked Peter Pettigrew.  "I didn't want to make a big deal in public," I told him quietly, trying to block my face from teh wind.

I was a little weary about what Draco was getting at.  I looked over at him as we walked.  "A big deal?" I asked, wanting a clarification.  I thought this may be the most I have heard Draco speak to anyone this entire school year.  He was sure to have made enemies in his own House this year.

"I wanted to thank you," I told him honestly.  "and to do that, it couldn't be with people around."  There was no way for me to let my guard down at all with others.  I did not even like this, but Juniper trusted Jetty and I needed to thank him for saving my sister's life.

I was not expecting that, least of all from Draco.  He had changed a lot this year.  "I wasn't about to leave her out there," I told him simply.

I did not really like his tone, but I knew I deserved it.  There was so much I did to everyone in this godforsaken school.  I needed to get out of there.  I needed Australia.  I ran a hand through my hair.  "Well... yeah.  Thank you," I repeated.  With that, I turned to walk away from Pettigrew.  I said what was needed.

I almost let Draco walk away, but out of respect for Juniper and whisperings that Evan said to me, I felt like I should not let Draco walk away.  he was not acting normal.  "Draco... is everything alright?" I asked him before he got too far.

I turned around and looked at Jetty.  He seemed genuinely concerned.  If only I could actually tell him... or anyone.  I tried to muster a smile.  "Yes," I said, tring to lie successfully.  "I'm just worried about my sister."  And that was actually me being honest to a point.

It was obvious to me that there was so much more than what he was saying, but I was not surprised that he was being vague adn distant.  We were not exactly friends by any means.  "I understand," I told him quietly.  "Madam Pomfrey said she'd make a full recovery."  That was always a good thing.

That was good news, but just becaue she survived this attack... what about anything in the future?  I was not sure if there would be any attacks such as this or if they would go straight to death... I shuddered involuntarily.  "I hope she's right," I told him.

"Do you have any idea what happened, though?  I wish I had gotten to her sooner... maybe I could have seen who did this to her," I said.  I wished I could have done more.  At least we may be able to know who did it and catch them.

I was startled by Jetty's blunt question.  I shook my head, though I was positive I knew exactly who did this.  "Or you could be in the same situation or worse," I said quietly.  I did not want anyone else to get hurt.  Bell-Wood... Weasley... I was done with attempts.  But I did nto want anymore blood on my hands.

That was true.  "Or we could have who did this," I pointed out, contradicting Draco.  I knew he would not like that, butit was true.  It may be worth ending up in the hospital wing to catch the attacker.

I shrugged.  "Yeah, maybe," I said, not wanting to argue.  I came and said what needed to be said.  I was sure that Jetty appreciated it.  At least I hoped he did.  "I'm not that great at this.  So... I said thanks... I'll leave you alone now."  I started to walk away.  I was not so awesome at communication skills this year.