Hello everyone! I know its been a little while, I'm not sure how long, but I thought I would update. Since I will be unbeliveably busy this week I thought that I would do this now. The reason why I wanted to absolutely make sure that I updated sometime this week was because as I remembered, and you will see on my profile page. As of the 11th, I will have been registered on here for six years. SIX YEARS, people! Holy crud! Man that means I got this account when I was 14... Man I feel old... -_- I can say one thing about that, I have never regretted having a fanfiction account. I know I didn't post stuff the first few years, I did a few years ago, a LOTR idea, my first fic, but it didn't go over so well. It is no longer on here but rather in the mass pile of stories I have never finished... And that's quite a few. The last HP story, the prequel to this, is the first one I have actually FINISHED. Its pretty amazing, and since then I have completed one other. But now I'm in the same boat of I have two sequels to write. Ugh, talk about frustrating. Anyways, I could ramble and put in a plug for my other story, I will do that at the end of the chapter, so stayed tuned okay? I don't own HP.

Jess sat at the Three Broomsticks in London by herself. Her hood was up and her wand never left her side. An untouched butterbeer sat before her, growing warm with the June air. About half an hour later a tall young woman sat across from her. "Hey" she whispered a small smile on her face.

Jess nodded, taking a sip of her butterbeer. "Rachel, what took you?"

"Had a bit of a squabble with the parents. They knew something was up."

"At least they don't have to go into hiding."

Rachel shrugged, "They were debating it, since they both are half-bloods."

"They have nothing to worry about; the death eaters are only after muggles and muggle-borns."

"I take it everything went according to plan?"

"Yeah, they're in Canada now, and have no idea who I am." Jess said bitterly, staring down at the amber liquid in her mug.

"Once the war is over you can fix that."

"True, but how long will that be?"

"Not sure but hopefully soon." Rachel replied while standing. "Ready to go? After all you're the one who knows where we are going."

"Just give me a second." Jess quickly downed the mug and set it hard back on the table. "Let's go." They walked over to a corner of the place. Rachel grabbed Jess' arm as she apparated the pair away from Diagon Alley.

The pair arrived at the gate of the Burrow. Jess actually smiled, thinking of who would be inside as Rachel looked on in awe. "How does that all stay together?" She asked, having never seen the house before.

"How else Rachel? Magic." Jess then opened the gate and walked along the backyard until they reached the door. She swung it open to reveal the kitchen. The Weasley's along with some members of the Order congregated around the table. The entire inhabitants gaze shifted to the door as they saw it opening. A look of relief crossed all of their faces when they saw who it was. Hermione got up and walked over to Jess. "Jess!" A huge grin was placed on the bushy haired girl's face. The pair hugged before Jess moved to the left so that Rachel could come in as well. "I didn't expect you to come so soon." Hermione motioned them to two empty chairs.

Rachel sat down carelessly as Jess sat down stiffly. She looked over to Lupin, who sat at the head of the table. "Professor, is there any news?"

Lupin nodded his shaggy salt and pepper colored hair. Jess could have sworn that every time she saw the man he had more gray hair than he had the last time. He placed his hands folded on the table. "The residing Muggle Studies professor has been killed. Unfortunately that's not the worst of the news."

"I can't imagine what could be worse but go on."

"We believe that Voldemort has spies in the Ministry. We can trust them no more until we know for certain that there are no death eaters there."

She nodded, and then looked over to Mrs. Weasley. "Is it alright if we stay here?"

The eldest female Weasley looked over with her warm brown eyes. "Of course dear, there should be enough room in Ginny's room."

Jess nodded and began heading upstairs. Rachel, along with Hermione, Ron and Ginny followed her. When they got to the door and all the girls had poured in except Jess, Ron tapped on her shoulder. He looked as though he was trying to be considerate. "I just wanted to say that we can be friends again now that the ferret is gone."

"Oh, so let me get this straight. You're telling me that after being humiliated, and having had my heart ripped out is enough punishment for your liking so we can be friends now that I have been thoroughly punished for my sins?" She looked stern, her hands placed on her hips.

"Well er…" He was a bit taken aback for a moment. After a couple moments he attempted speaking again. "Yeah, I guess that's right."

"Ron, can you do me a favor?"

"What's that?"

"Piss off." Jess then walked in the door and slammed it in his face. Ron stood there dumbfounded, his ears slightly red.

"What a prat." Ginny remarked after a few seconds.

"You're telling me." Jess mumbled while plopping herself on an empty bed.

"So," Hermione butted in, trying to change the topic. "How have you been Jess? You left right after everything happened that one night."

Memories of that night assaulted her mind like a flood. There she had been, kneeling on the plush green grass of the Hogwarts grounds. After having her heart ripped out, stomped on by cleats and then torn into little pieces, or how she had felt, Jess had been rendered motionless. The only thing she had been able to do was cry, and cry she did. Harry and Hermione had rushed alongside her after the initial chaos had settled, and with a group effort brought her back into the castle.

If the chaos outside was terrible then the chaos inside the castle was a sheer nightmare. Broken glass and stone littered the halls. Abandoned picture frames lay about on the floor. Their occupants had run for it. Everyone that was still there was congregated in the Great Hall, which decreased in number by the minute as the wounded were transported to the hospital wing. Anyone who had knowledge in medical procedures became temporary nurses and healers. Harry and Hermione carried Jess into the hospital wing and sat her on an empty bed. When Madam Pomfrey had gotten the chance to come over she looked at the girl sadly.

"Has she said anything?" She asked whiling checking for broken bones.

"No" Harry replied.

"Moved?" She placed her hand on the top of her forehead.

"No, we carried her in here."

"Oh dear. Did she get hit by a curse?"

"No, but her boyfriend just assisted in Dumbledore's death if that counts for anything."

"Oh my!" She went and grabbed some bottles. "But no one was there to see it."

"Someone had to otherwise how would we know he's dead? I saw him die and I couldn't help. Dumbledore put a spell on me and then I was hidden from view." Harry responded, hating the fact that he hadn't been able to help.

"Who did it?"

"Draco Malfoy assisted by Snape."

"No! Oh dear!" The mediwitch looked shocked and at the brink of tears.

"Malfoy cornered him, Snape fired off the curse."

"Miss. Anderson was with Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes I'm afraid so."

"Poor dear. Here I want you to take these." Madam Pomfrey poured two small containers full of two different potions. Jess acknowledged it but didn't move a muscle. "Hmm," The mediwitch opened her mouth and poured them in. She then closed her mouth. "I want her to stay here tonight."

Harry and Hermione nodded. "Can we stay here with her?"

She smiled, "Of course until she falls asleep." Madam Pomfrey then hustled around and tended to her other patients.

Harry had to push Jess back onto the bed so that she was lying down. She blankly stared ahead of her, never looking to her side. Hermione sat on the edge of the bed as Harry sat in a chair beside it.

Few words were exchanged as they sat with her. The Weasley clan came running in. Mrs. Weasley was sobbing, Ginny and Ron were pale. Fleur was at the head of the group as the eldest Weasley child was placed in a bed. Madam Pomfrey dropped everything and rushed over. Bill's face was scarred beyond reckoning by the werewolf Greyback. The entire family was in disarray as Mrs. Weasley and Fleur fought for dominance as to who would take care of Bill. It appeared that the French beauty wasn't as shallow as all of them had thought. She insisted that she and Bill would still be married, even if he now was part werewolf.

Which brought the arguing over to Tonks and Lupin. The young woman loved Remus and it was evident he felt the same for her, but denied it. He told her continuously that she deserved better, someone younger, someone not as poor, someone whole. It never did any good, she didn't care.

Hagrid came in not long after that, stating that he had done as McGonagall, the new headmistress had asked and had moved Dumbledore's body. Harry looked at Ginny who stood close to him. He walked back over to his chair and sat. Hermione resumed her place at the edge of Jess' bed. Ron remained with his family.

As Harry sat down he felt something in his pocket. "The locket!" He quickly took it out and opened it. Hermione looked on with interest as he pulled out a note and read. "To the Dark Lord. I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match you will be mortal once more. R.A.B." Harry looked at the locket in anger. "It was all in vain. Dumbledore died, for nothing!" He slammed his fist against his leg, shaking due to his anger.

Hermione placed a hand on his knee. "You didn't know Harry. Dumbledore thought that you two would find a Horcrux tonight, but now we know that someone else is trying to destroy them. I'll start looking for anyone with the initials of R.A.B." She stood and as usual, headed to the library.

A couple hours later all the students returned to their houses one last time and slept. Once she was sure the coast was clear, Jess rose out of bed. She made a quick stop over to Bill's ed. "Best of luck to you, Bill. I hope you recover as much as possible."

Jess then headed out in search of Dumbledore's body. After half an hour of searching she found him, lying on a bed, his eyes closed out of respect. She sat on the floor next to the bed as if to have a chat. Minutes passed in silence before Jess found the courage to speak. "I'm sorry, I knew that this task had been put on Draco," She swallowed, his name feeling like poison dripping down her throat. "If he hadn't done it, Voldemort was going to kill him and his family. I should have told you but he made me promise not to. This is all my fault. I should have known he and I would never work. Not in a world that is filled with so much prejudice and hate." She wiped away the few tears that had trickled down her face. "You will be sorely missed, not just by me but by everyone. You were and continued to be the greatest blessing after the founders to have been given to Hogwarts. I am honored to have you as my headmaster. You were so knowledgeable, compassionate, wise and true. Yet you still knew what mattered the most, love. Thank you sir, for teaching me that." She stood and looked at the wise wizard through puffy eyes. Jess flung her arms around the corpse and sobbed, having lost the greatest teacher and mentor of her life. Once she had half composed herself, she stood and ran out of the room. Jess ran out of the castle, through the grounds and apparated to Number 12 Grimmault Place. "If I can figure it out I can help bring Voldemort down." Jess spent the entire night at Grimmault Place, gathering information.

"Jess?" Hermione asked concern evident in her voice.

Jess snapped out of it. She looked around at the girls. "Sorry, Hermione, can I talk to you alone?" Ginny and Rachel took the hint and left the room, the door shut behind them.

"Jess what is it?" Hermione leaned in, in case someone was listening at the door.

"Did you find out anything about the locket?" She asked, curious.

Hermione's face fell as she shook her head. "No."

"What if I told you that I did?"

Her eyes instantly lit up. "But how?"

"Let me go get Ron so I don't have to repeat myself." Jess stood and went downstairs. Ron was goofing off with Fred and George. "Ron?" He didn't notice. "Ron?" She said a little louder. This time he noticed but ignored her. "RONALD!" She yelled at him.

All three boys turned, also Ginny and Rachel, who were laughing at the boys pranks. "What?" Ron asked snottily.

Jess looked at him. "R.A.B."

The rest of the gang looked utterly confused as it registered in Ron's head. Harry had told him about the locket as well, and the note that was inside. "You mean?"

Jess simply nodded, "Follow me."

"'Cuse me guys." Ron followed Jess upstairs.

Hermione was nearly dying with anticipation as the pair sat down after the door was shut and locked. "What did you find out Jess?"

"The night of Dumbledore's death when we were in the hospital. I sat there like a zombie but my mind was racing. When Harry read that note inside the fake locket I instantly racked my brain as to who it could be. Just when I thought I had thought of every person imaginable it came to me."

"Who Jess??" Hermione almost screamed.

"But I had to make sure. When everyone was gone I left the hospital wing and went to find Dumbledore. I couldn't leave without saying goodbye and thanking him for all that he's done. Once I had, I left and went to the one place I knew I'd be able to check and make sure I had the name right. Number 12 Grimmault Place."

If possible Hermione looked even more confused. "Jess that still doesn't make sense."

"It makes perfect sense. Regulus Arcturus Black."

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. "Sirius' brother?"

"Yeah, Harry told me that Sirius had mentioned him before. That he was a death eater and joined when he was really young. He tried to get out so they killed him."

It was as if all the puzzle pieces had fit together in Hermione's mind. A large grin crossed her face. "That fits!"

Jess pulled out of her pocket the golden locket and sat it on the floor. "I believe this is what we wanted."

Hermione was wide eyed as Ron looked dumbstruck. She grabbed up the locket and looked at it. "But how?!"

Jess rubbed the top of her arm. "A lot of persuasion."

"Explain."

"I found Kreacher and asked him about it. He was quite attached to Regulus, and when I promised if he helped me that I would give him the fake one with the note he jumped at the chance. We tracked down Mundungus, had a bit of a squabble, but I got it."

Hermione grabbed Jess' left arm, and pulled up the t-shirt sleeve. She found an inch and a half long scar. "Oh, Jess."

"It was worth it. The scar will go away. The important thing is that I got the locket. Harry has the fake one right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I promised it to Kreacher."

"I'm sure Harry will give it to him." The trio then talked about what they would do next.

Severus Snape stayed at the large table at Malfoy Manor, along with Lucius and Voldemort. The Dark Lord had dismissed the others after he had said what he needed to. Voldemort now looked at Lucius. "Explain to me Lucius why Draco is gone?"

"My Lord I will assure you I had nothing to do with his disappearance." Lucius said humbly.

'Why surely you did. He is gone is he not?"

"He ran away without my knowledge. I have looked for him but have found nothing."

"I suggest you leave me presence and keep looking." Lucius stood at once, and left the room. Voldemort turned his attention to Snape. "Now Severus, Potter will be leaving his aunt and uncle's house of his birthday. Since the protective spells will have worn off. They will not move him by Floo Powder but rather in the air. I need you to make sure that he does not get to one of the Order's safe houses."

"I understand sir."

"Good, you will lead that group."

"I will be honored to do so."

"Oh and Severus?"

"Yes my lord?"

"Do make sure that Lucius finds the boy. I would have to think that I have to kill him."

"As you wish sir." The pair then went their separate ways.

Alright before my plug for my story I must admit a true story that would explain why Jess knows all about Regulus. So the very first time I read HBP, which was quite some time ago, the INSTANT, and I mean INSTANT I read those initials I practically shouted ITS SIRIUS' BROTHER REGULUS! I KNEW it, and when it was revealed to be so in Deathly Hallows I did a little dance of victory, for I was right, and I was happy. This is why I felt no shame in having her be just like that, since well, that's how I was and she is based off of me XD I'm applying a little bit of real life here... That rarely happens in a HP fanfic. Anyways, back to what I was saying before.

Ah yes my original story that I hope to turn into a triology. It's quite lovely actually, if any of you like LOTR I think you would like it. No it is not a rip off of LOTR, it is my own ideas, my own names, my own everything! If anyone who really likes my writing style, and would like to look at it, please feel free to send me a message here on ! A few of you have read most of it already, and from what I heard its pretty bloody awesome (takes a rare moment to stroke my ego)... Anyways... Yeah! So if you are curious just let me know! I would be more than happy to share some of it! As you can tell from posting fanfics, I LOVE sharing my work with others!

So now that I have rambled a lot, I say that I hope you enjoyed this day and 30 minutes (its 11:28 as of now and will probably be passed 11:30 by the time this is up and ready to read) early to my anniversary date update! Thanks and until next chapter!- Jess

p.s. I forgot to mention and this is a very happy moment for me, so feel free to rejoice right along with me. Today was my last day at my job! Now I'm going out of town tomorrow, I'll be back Wednesday to pick up fellow fanfic persona FireAdamant, from the airport and she will be here for two weeks! Yes, right about this time last year she graced me with her presence for the first time, but only for a week. This time its TWO! YAY ME! So, yeah that's why I might not update in a while...