Allison slumped to the floor of her living room, she had tried for her bedroom but hadn't been able to manage it, she was freezing, wet and bleeding heavily. Isis came over and licked the wound on her arm, but she hissed at the cat, not wanting it's sympathy. She pointed her wand at the wounds on her arms and chest, healing them as best she could, she wasn't great at medicinal magic, and they slowly started healing themselves, She needed to get up, heal the cuts on her face, change her clothes get dry and warm and maybe take a hot bath, but she couldn't, she was cold, wet, humiliated, and not feeling well in general. She leaned her head against the wall, trying hard not to cry in anger. There wasn't anyone there but she didn't want to say she had cried, she hadn't since she was a child. She looked at Isis, who was sulking in the corner, and called for her. She petted the large cat and wrapped an arm around her, a rare sign of affection shown to the only thing bringing her comfort.

Trey had thought of paying Allison a visit. It had been awhile since he'd seen her, He also wanted to be around someone who was like him, and of course she came to mind. He left Hogwarts and went to her house. Hopefully she wouldn't mind a surprise visit. He made his way up to the door and knocked lightly. He wondered what she'd been up to recently. Hopefully getting into some fun trouble.

As soon as she heard the knock on the door, she wanted to scream, she could just ignore it and continue sulking, but she was intrested to see who was there. Shaking slightly she got up and went to the door, she looked in the peephole and saw Trey. Great, he was going to see her as such a mess. She ran a quick had through her hair and wiped some of the blood off her face, but it was useless, the wound was still bleeding. She opened the door a crack, just enough for him to not see her injured side. "What do you want?" she asked, surprised by how bitter her words sounded, she liked him, but she hated people seeing her weak.

Trey smirked as the door crack open but it quickly faded. She sounded so harsh and cold. "It's me Trey, I just wanted to see you again." He said peering in. He could tell something was wrong. "Are you ok? What's the matter." He seemed thoroughly concerned about her. After all he did like her.

"Yeah, I know who you are, I'm not stupid. " He looked cute when he was worried, but he couldn't see her like this, what he would think if he knew what had happened. "I'm busy. Isis has been having a bit of a tantrum, so you don't want to com in unless you want to get mauled" it was a bad excuse, she knew that, the cat was dozing on the floor where she had left her, and that only would explain the cut if he were to see.

Trey soffed. "I'll take my chances." He shoved his hand on the edge of the door slightly pushing. He looked closer at her. "Your bleeding. And I doubt Isis did that." He said raising an eyebrow at her. "I'm not stupid either and I know something is up, now open the door and let me in." He said almost ordering her to. He was worried and he didn't care, he would admit it. He was actually worried about her. And It was ok to be worried about another neo death eater, not to mention the fact that she now meant something to him.

"Fine!" she said, raising her arms in surrender, still shivering, she hadn't bothered to change her clothes and even if it was warmer, the cold was still starting to bother her, she didn't have the energy to fight with him about it. "Yes. I know I'm bleeding, No isis didn't do it." she said looking at the cat as if it were a traitor for not hurting her. "And don't order me around in my own house."

Trey walked in closing the door behind him. "Now tell me what happened." He said, more asking than ordering. He walked up to her taking out a piece of cloth. He raised his hand and placed the cloth to where she was bleeding. "Who did this to you?" He asked getting a little upset.

"Some b*stard up at the school." She said wincing a little. "Don't touch me." She said taking the cloth herself and sitting down on the couch. "Why do you care?" she asked, she didn't know why she was being so rude to him, he hadn't done anything to upset her, but he was there looking at her and now he knew she hadn't been able to take care of herself against some guy.

"Hey look drop the attitude. Sheesh I wasn't the on who attacked you." He glared and her but quickly changed his tone. "What was his name?" A guy at school? He instantly thought of one person. If it was him, he would pay for this.

"I know, I'm sorry." she said "I'm just wet and cold and cheek is bleeding, and I'm horrible at healing things." She said showing him the bad attempt on her arm and the top of the one on her chest. "And I hate you seeing me like this. I didn't catch his name. He took my wand, tied me up and sent me to damn Alaska."

Trey fowned somewhat. He wasn't good a medicinal magic either. He wanted to help her though. He took his jacket off. "Put this on for now." He said handing it to her. "He was from the school? Was he about my height?" He was thinking of questions to ask to see if it wa Jeraud. "I have someone in my head. Blood traitor." He explained.

"Yeah. I thought he was as much, or a mudblood. He was angry that I was playing with a friend of his." She said tightening his jacket around her. "Thanks. I think I'm going to get a drink." She said standing back up and walking into the kitchen, she was feeling a little more steady, but a drink would do her good. She got her wand back out and got out the vodca and orange juice mixed. "Do you want anything?" she asked him.

"No thank I'm good. It Jeraud I know it." He said. He was getting really angry now. "What exactly did he do to you?" He asked watching her mixing the drink together.

"Like I was disarmed, he took my wand, tied me up, took me to Hogsmeade and took me to Alaska. When we got there he used sectumsempra, and left." She said, hating how simple it sounded, how had she been so stupid and defenseless? She took a sip of her drink and sat back down, drawing her knees to her chest so she could wrap the jacket around them.

This angered Trey. He inched over to her and lowered his head to talk to her. "Look, he's not getting away with it. Me and Jer, have hated eachother for a long time, since we were 11." He explained. "And he's as good as dead right now. " He placed his hand on her chin to make her look up at him. "He wont get away with it."

When he raised her head to look at him, she leaned in and kissed him. "I'm glad I can add fuel to the fire of you're grudge, but I can take care of my self. You might not think it, but I am a big girl. But thank you for caring, you look cute when you are concerned."

(I'll be gone tomorrow -Saturday)

Trey kissed her back. "I know you can. You could kick his a**, b ut that doesn't make me any less upset." Trey explained. "I'm going to get him back, the same way he would if I was the one who did thei to someone he knew." He explained.

"Well let me know when you do, I'd love to watch." She said with a small smile "I need to clean up the floor." She said walking over to the spot she had been sitting, it was wet and a small puddle of blood had formed on the marble.

"Forget about cleaning...just sit down. You'vve been through a lot." He took out his wand and pointed it at the spot where she was sitting, cleaning the blood off. "And the minute I see Jer, that's when it's going to happen."

"Thank you." she said sitting back down, she looked at the stairs for a moment, she should probably be changing he clothes, getting into something warm and dry but she didn't want to, Trey's jacket was warm enough. "Well you will have to tell me all about it when you do."

"Well of course I will" He said smirking. "Now how are you feeling? Are you hurt badly anywhere else?" He asked still alittle worried. He hoped she wasn't bleeding in any other places.

"Just a few bruises here and there, but I'll live. I need to change into some new clothes, you can come upstairs with me if you want." She offered as she got up once again and headed to the stairs, her body ached a bit, she wasn't used to being the one being manhandled, she was usually the one who won, not the one to be sent back to sulk.

Trey nodded. He extened his hand to her for her to hold. "Well don't feel bad. Even though Jer is a disgusting blood traitor. He's pretty strong." He admitted, shaking his head somewhat.

She took his hand as they went up the stairs and into her bedroom"He just caught me off guard, but he really ruined my fun, I wasn't going to kill her, just play with her a bit. I can see why you don't like him." She said walking into her closet, taking off her shirt and pants and picking new ones out, her standard black pants and a green halter top, showing the ever changing tattoos she loved to show off. "There that's better. " she said handing him back his jacket.

Trey sighed. He took the jacket from her and put it on the side. "Are you in any pain?" He asked wanting to make sure. "I doon't want you feeling bad or anything." He said walking closer to her.

"Just a little sore, a few bruises here and there but I'm fine. If it was from anything else I might even like it.. you're cute when you worry, but I'm fine. She said with a smile grabbing his hand again. "What do I have to do to show you?" she asked