Elise Walsh sat aside for five years, always ready to do what the Sorting Hat told her she would one day. Like a shadow she stayed unnoticed, unimportant, inconsequential until the day when she could do her part, whatever that would be. So, what will Harry do when a mysterious voice interrupts his thoughts in the owlery one day? Will he disregard it? Turn to it for advice? Take the whole thing as a prank? What if this voice claims to know about Voldemort’s latest plans…