Jack and Astrid were fighting and no one near dared to stop them. Astrid's fist found his fragile nose and she heard the satisfying sound of it breaking and she watched as the blood seeped out. Jack stumbled forward and tackled her to the ground, spraining her wrist in the process. As fast as lighting, Astrid rammed her foot in his face and she heard him groan. Jack then went for a low blow and hit her square in the stomach and Astrid hunched forward. Jack swung and his fist collided with her nose.

Before Astrid could lunge at him, they were pulled apart by a disappointed looking Snape and a very happy Dolores. Astrid rolled her eyes at them both.

"Ms Black, Mr Sanders, my office now." Snape said and whipped around, but not before he saw Astrid mouthing the words thank you to him. She could already imagine the punishment Dolores would give them if she offered to take them.

Once seated in his cold office, Astrid fiddled with her fingers but stopped once the pain reminded she had sprained her wrist, yet again. Jack was quiet, except when he roughly took the box of tissues from Snape and painfully began dabbing at his broken nose, desperately trying to stop the flow of crimson blood. Astrid grabbed a tissue and dabbed at her split lip.

"What were you fighting about this time?" He asked Astrid first, who shrugged. He turned to Jack but he too shrugged. "Answer me!" He yelled and it took all Astrid's might not to laugh at him.

"I think it was about my Salazar portrait in my chambers." Astrid shrugged. "We asked it questions and it didn't want to answer us. Jack said it was a fraud and I lost it."

"He has entered your chambers?" Snape asked, bewildered. Astrid shrugged, she had concluded that she liked shrugging.

"He's my friend. What do you think?" Snape didn't answer, instead he narrowed his eyes at them.

"Leave. Go to Madam Pomfrey." They didn't need to be told twice. They roughly shoved each other the whole way to the Hospital Wing and Astrid managed to scrape her knees when she fell over.

"You two. Again." Madam Pomfrey growled. They had been in here just two days ago. Jack had attempted to kiss Astrid and she had roughly shoved him off the window sill where they sat. He had broken his thigh bone, even Madam Pomfrey hadn't known how he got that right. Later that very same day, Jack had attempted to stab Astrid with his fork but managed only to stab her in the arm. They both received warnings from Dumbledore himself but it was clear as day they hadn't listened. "Sit here while I get the Dittany and Skele-Gro."

"You hit hard." Jack groaned when Madam Pomfrey had begun to wipe the dried blood off his face and she gave him half a glass of Skele-Gro, he had pulled a face but managed to gulp it down.

"You're telling me. You tackle hard!" She said and watched Madam Pomfrey move to her, muttering something about them not paying her enough to do her job. She had roughly bandaged her wrist, made her gulp down half a glass of Skele-Gro, dabbed Dittany on her lip and shooed them out. "Friends?" Astrid asked when they slowly made their way to Transfiguration.

"Through and through." Jack beamed at her and shook her hand.

*

"For the last fucking time Harry, Dolores Umbridge is not a Death Eater! For fuck sakes! The woman may be a bitch but blimey!" Astrid groaned at the mentioned boy. They all sat in her chambers, with Jack absent mindly playing with Luna's long, dirty blonde hair. "She basically gave you detention for saying Voldemort's back!"

"But—" Harry began but Ron sighed and clamped his mouth shut.

"Give it a bloody break mate! Astrid's right." Ron let go of his mouth. Everyone instantly agreed and Harry angrily sat down next to Ginny, who awkwardly patted him on the back. "Have you got food? I'm starving."

"Salazar, tell Erol to bring the food." Astrid said to the portrait as she plopped down next to Jack, who turned his attention to her hair.

"You know, I wasn't immortalized in a portrait to be your servant." He sneered but stood up anyway and began his trek to the kitchen.

"He's a prick. Why do you even have it?" Ron growled, looking at the empty green portrait. Astrid slapped Jack gently when he pulled hard at the knot in her hair.

"Because it was gift Ron and because I like ordering him around and hear him complain. But trust me, I'd gladly exchange him for insane Gilderoy any given day."

"I think he's quite lovely." Luna mused, happily showing off her radish earrings to Jack, who had lost interest in Astrid's hair after she had slapped his hand.

"He is, when he has time." Astrid shrugged. "We talk about stuff when I'm bored. He said he left a diary here before they murdered him."

"Murdered? I thought he fled."

"He did, but came back to open up the Chambers."

"Telling my past to your friends? I'll tell them of the one boy you're so infatuated with and dream of at night." Salazar suddenly said and every one jumped, everyone except Luna who warmly smiled at him.

"I swear Sal, do it and I'll toss you to the outskirts of England." Astrid was blushing a bright red and Hermione knew why, even Jack knew.

"Erol wants to know the password." He grunted out.

"It's still Salazar Stinks." Astrid said, standing up and walking to the door to get the food from the scrawny, big nosed Erol. "Thank you Erol, send my love to Nebula and Dobby." The house elf bowed and scurried away. When the food hit the table, everyone began digging in.

Hermione however, watched with suspicious eyes when Jack had placed his arm around Astrid's waist and when she did nothing about it.

"Can you control it now?" Harry asked, implying her Metamorphmagus abilities. Astrid replied by vigorously shaking her head and her hair grew shorter and much darker and greasy, her nose bigger and her eyes stayed the sane color.

"I am Severus Snape and I don't use shampoo because it has claimed the lives of the magical lice that had once lived deeply in my scalp." Astrid said and everyone laughed when she returned back her usual self, even Salazar laughed.

"That's not very nice Astrid." Luna said in her usual dreamy voice. Astrid snorted.

"I know but the man is never nice to me. I thought it'd be better since we're both members of the Order but no, it seems as though he's even meaner." Astrid shrugged and everyone ate in silence, Hermione's eyes still on Jack's arm.