I'll admit, the last thing I want to be in my final year of Hogwarts is Head Girl.    My life is simple; I go to class, do my homework, get decent eno

"Subject is in sight. Headed south." The comms unit in my ear laced through my thoughts as I sat and waited in the night.    However, it did little to distract me from the abrupt pain in my left side, just under my ribs. It took all of my willpower not to gasp loudly and give away my position. I quickly tried to massage the area, already damning my soulmate to the pits of hell for always being clumsy at the worst possible time.    "Agent 61, did you re