Hey! Sorry I didn't say anything in the last chap, but I was tight in time, and couldn't write an A/N. any way, Thanks to you all who reviewed, because it makes me happy!

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Speaking of Harry Potter, did you know that Pottermore is being opened early this month? I"M SO EXCITED! and I read Hunger Games and love them! . But I haven't seen the movie yet... :(

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The air whipped through my hair as I flew over the bright lights of London. I really needed to sleep but after what happened, I don't think I could fall asleep now.

Earlier...

We decided to take a break and sleep for the night, after they promised me to tell me everything they did tomorrow morning. Harry Hermione and Ron were all going to sleep in the same room tonight, but I felt kind of weird still, kind of like I was invading their privacy. So I decided to ask for a different room, and Harry offered to show me to one of the bedrooms.

As we go up the big stairs, I was amazed and I felt like I needed extra eyes, like I couldn't take it all in. I imagined my face and instantly rearranged it to a less excited look, like I was mildly impressed. But the place was still different, and I wondered if all wizard houses were like this. I didn't think so because the Trio seemed pretty normal. I glanced at Harry and he just smirked knowingly and I felt my cheeks sting. He must have caught my face.

Harry just gave a little chuckle and said, "Don't worry about it. I was raised by muggles, and didn't even know I was a wizard until I was 11. I bet I looked just the same way."

Strangely, that made me feel a little better. That awkward silence came, and just to keep the conversation going I asked, "So, why didn't you know you were a wizard until you were 11? That's got to suck."

Surprisingly, His face got really dark. "Yeah, the Dursleys were not the most understanding family in the world." I sensed this was a kind of bad topic for him, so I decided to leave it alone.

We stopped in front of an old door, black with little flecks of paint peeling off, showing the wood underneath. Harry turned the door knob, and the door swung open, showing a dark room that looked like it hadn't been occupied in years.

"Sorry it's so…er…unusual. This house wasn't occupied for ten years, and only a few rooms were cleaned when we lived here a couple of years ago. It is one of the cleaner bedrooms."

I waved him off. "Don't worry about it. It's just nice to have a bed to sleep in after the last couple of days."

Harry nodded. "I understand. I would- Ahh! "

His words were cut off by a cry, and he slumped to the floor, clutching his scar. Panicked I kneeled next to him checking to see if he was breathing, all the while calling out, "Harry? Harry? Harry, are you all right?" Suddenly, it felt like my head was being drilled into right by my temples, and over, I realized with a jolt, my newly formed look alike scar.

I felt myself lose control of my body, and felt like an electric shock went through my body, making me convulse and scream with pain. And trust me I don't do that very often. I struggled to keep conscience and managed to yell, "Help, Help, Ron, Hermione, anyone!" Then it all faded.

I opened my eyes and looked into a bright light. My head was pounding, and pulsing, like a severe migraine. My first thought was, what the hell happened? How did this hurt my head so much? I had no Idea of how to find the answers to these questions, but I knew where to start. Harry seemed to pass out seconds before me, seeming to go through the same pain, and it seemed to radiate from his scar, just like my pain. I wondered if he was still passed out.

I slowly sat up, all the while groaning about my headache that did not seem to go away. And if I bet anything about these guys is that they probably didn't have any Tylenol. Harry, looking a little pale, Hermione and Ron were all looking at me expectantly.

I moaned out, "You wouldn't happen to have any Tylenol, would ya?"

Harry snickered at my sarcastic attitude, Ron looked confused at what Tylenol was and Hermione looked sad. They seem to have the same reactions, making them extremely predictable. But Hermione spoke up saying, "Sorry Danny, but I never thought to pack anything like that. We can always go out and get some, undercover of course, but I don't think it will help much. Oh, and Ron, Tylenol is a muggle painkiller that is in a pill form usually." Ron nodded, looking pleased that he knew what we were talking about.

"Oh, that sucks, but maybe you have some weird spell that can do the same thing?"

Hermione just shook her head forlorn. "Sorry Danny, but I don't think I can help. Based on the evidence, you and Harry are going through the same thing now, and nothing worked for him. He has a… special…case."

Harry made a face like he didn't like his special status. Then his face sobered up. "So Danny, did you see anything by any chance when you were out?"

"No, it just hurt like hell. And I've been through quite a bit of pain before, but that was almost a whole new level. So, you must have seen something then?

"Yeah, and I don't think you would have liked it. But anyway, now we know that our connections to Voldemort are different."

He talked about it all nonchalant, but I must admit this was the last thing I wanted. It was shocking, and I didn't like it. "What!" was the only thing I could say.

"The scars that we have enable us to have a sort of connection to Voldemort. I couldn't be sure until you showed any…effects too. It happens whenever Voldemort experiences a particularly strong emotion, like anger, which he was when we both blacked out. He had just figured out that we had all escaped from his clutches once again."

They all seemed to be waiting to gauge my reaction, but I kept my face smooth. "Is there any way to stop it?"

Hermione surprisingly spoke up. It seemed to be Harry's place to speak more, seeing as he was the one who experienced to the pain that I did. But, I sensed her insight was valuable. "There is a way, and Harry could use it to if he tried," she said hotly.

Harry just sighed exasperated, like they had had this conversation a hundred times. "I told you Hermione, one I'm lousy and it, two, it's useful, because then we can know what he is up to, and three, Hermione, he is the most accomplished person at legimens in the world. You try to keep him out when he is pissed. I tell you it's not easy."

Hermione opened her mouth to retort and was met with Ron saying, "Drop it. It's his choice, not yours."

There was that awkward silence again. And it was really awkward. So I tried to diffuse the tension with an actual question. "So, this thing, pain is going to last forever?"

"No, just as long as Voldemort is alive. This is where you come in. Danny, what I am about to tell you, I under the strictest confidence and you cannot tell anyone. And I mean anyone. You cannot leave us. I trust you, but I must beg you to not betray us, because if you do I will hunt you down and hundreds, thousands, maybe even thousands will die. And I can tell you don't want that on your conscience."

I thought about it, and he was right of course. "Didn't you already ask me that? I will not betray you. I trust you guys and I don't want to lose that. Besides, I have nowhere else to go. Where can I go?"

Harry nodded and took a deep sigh. "Well, it started long ago…."

I thought about what the trio told me while I flew. I can't believe it. Slitting your soul? That just…ugh. It makes me shudder to even think about it. Nasty. Still, it's a lot to do.

As soon as the trio fell asleep, I phased out of the house. I felt bad, but I needed to clear my head and get the last grieving out of my system. Tomorrow I would start helping the trio find the horcruxes.

I flew on and started just flying for the heck of it. I soon became thoughtless. Just, flying.

A voice made me stop dead in my pattern though, as a quiet yet carrying voice reached my ears in the sky.

"Long time no see whelp huh? Did you think running would do anything?"

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