The Guardian

Chapter 22

Lana's PoV

"Potter! Granger! Jackson! I want a word with you three!" Minnie called, "there's no need to look so worried, I just a word in my office, move along there, Weasley,"

Ron stared as she ushered us away from the crowd to her office.

"Professor Lupin sent an owl saying that you were taken ill on the train, Potter and Jackson," She said.

There was a soft knock on the door and Madame Pomphery, the nurse, came bustling in.

"I'm fine, I don't need anything," Harry said turning red in the face.

"I don't either," I said.

"Oh it's you both again, I suppose you've been doing something dangerous again?" She said.

"It was a Dementor, Poppy," Minnie said.

They exchanged a dark look and Madame Pomfrey clucked disapprovingly.

"Setting Dementors around a school, they won't be the last ones who collapses. Yes, he's all clammy. Terrible things, they are, and the effect they have on people who are already delicate," She said feeling his forehead

"I'm not delicate!" Harry protested.

"Of course you're not," She said absentmindedly checking his pulse.

I laughed and Harry glared at me crossly.

"What does he need? Bed rest? Should he perhaps spend tonight in the hospital wing? And what about Ms. Jackson?" Minnie said crisply.

"I'm fine!" Harry said jumping up.

"Well, he should have some chocolate, at the very least," Poppy said, "As for Ms. Jackson, I need to check,"

"Hey, I'm fine, I'm great, I had chocolate, Harry had chocolate, we all had chocolate, Lupin gave it to all of us. It was good, it was real chocolate and everything, and it tasted great, and yeah let's move on and go watch the sorting and leave, and eat, and see Ron, he's probably missing us," I said.

"Did he now? So we've finally got a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows his remedies?" She said approvingly.

"Are you sure you feel alright Potter, Jackson?" Minnie said sharply.

"Yes" Harry said.

"Jackson?" Minnie said.

"Hmm?" I asked looking at her.

"Are you alright?" She asked me.

"Mentally? Physically?"I asked.

"She's fine," Hermione sighed, "She jumped up, walked around, and threatened to kill Malfoy,"

"Please restrain yourself from killing someone Ms. Jackson," Minnie sighed.

"I didn't though, besides, the Ministry won't hold it against me because it's in my nature and they're too scared, and I just held the point of my sword to his throat, I didn't stab him this time," I said.

"Just don't kill someone,"she said again.

"Okay Minnie," I said and walked out of the room with Harry.