Hey guys! So I'm not sure if you saw the recent authors note or not, if you have, great, if you haven't I'll explain it.

I wanted to apologize for any confusion and such regarding the story. I should've rewrote it then upload it. I will be deleting all the chapters except 1-7 (it was 1-6 but now its 7 obviously) Chapter 7 or 8 will be the last one to be a completely rewritten chapter. I'm going to be using the older versions of the rest of the chapters (with modifications) for the rest of the story (well until ch 15 because that's as far as I went on the first version of the story). I'm really excited to finish it and I'll be faster at updating since the future chapters will already be written.

Also, I'm going to pair Dennis and Colin with someone. Who do you want that to be? I'm up for suggestions. I was thinking Colin/Harry or Colin/Luna and idk who to pair Dennis up with yet.

The next morning, Dennis sought out Harry's home in Godric's Hollow by apparition. It hadn't reached five am yet, so the sky was still pitch black and everything around it looked the same, quiet and dead with sleep.

He knocked on the door politely; usually, had it been someone else's flat like Seamus' he would've apparated inside, but he'd never been to Harry's home before, not to mention they'd never really had a real conversation before yesterday. It was best just to use the muggle approach.

"Good morning, Dennis," Harry greeted sleepily, hair disheveled, and clothing rumpled. "Everyone's already here, living room's this way." He slid to the side as to let Dennis in. He turned back around, leading him to said room.

"Dennis is here," Harry said to the group.

They exchanged hellos and a few pleasantries. Dennis, save for Hermione, was the only other one wide awake. He'd barely slept; unable to control his excitement. After lying in bed for hours, he spent the rest of the time eating ice cream and watching silly muggle TV shows on the telly. He glanced at Seamus, who was slouched in an armchair, blinking every so often to keep himself awake.

"Hey," Dennis kicked his friend's shoe lightly. "Did you sleep at all?" he asked in a teasing tone.

Seamus halfheartedly waved his hand. "Somewhat," he grumbled. "Patrick wouldn't shut up." Dennis snickered at his misfortune.

Harry cleared his throat. "So, are we all aware of the plan?" After they nodded, he continued. "We'll start here and apparate to the Forbidden Forest then borrow," Hermione rolled her eyes at this, "some brooms from the Quidditch shed."

"How long's it gonna take for us to fly to this angel thingy?" Seamus yawned. "My bum'll get numb after a while." Ron laughed loudly at his statement. Dennis would've laughed too, had the glares from Harry, Hermione and Neville sent to Seamus had not intimidated him.

"Moving on," Harry said, pointedly refusing to acknowledge the second part, "it should take most of the day; really depends on how long it takes us to get through the forest. Should take at least ten hours, like we told you the last time." Seamus shrugged uncaringly.

Ron spoke up next. "Do we have to go through the forest? There's spiders in there," he shuddered.

"Yes, Ronald," Hermione sighed.

"B-B-But-"

"Moving on," Harry stressed. "First and foremost, we need the Elder Wand before we leave Hogwarts."

"The one in Dumbledore's tomb?" Dennis asked. "How are we gonna get that? Minerva won't let anyone get close to it," he recalled the numerous times he and other professors had to give detentions and a stern talking to overly curious first years. "I think she charmed it so only certain people can go near it."

"You're one of them, aren't you?" Malfoy said to him.

"We all are," Neville said, gesturing to himself, Seamus and Dennis. "Minerva was very specific that only her, we, Fillies, Horace and Poppy have access."

"Great!" Harry exclaimed. "You can use Finite to undo it."

"Actually," Seamus sounded much more awake now. "Minerva made it more complicated, so no student could get in that easy."
"You know what it is, don't you?" Harry's enthusiasm dropped at the revolation. "Surely she told you?" he looked at the three men.

"I don't know it," Dennis glanced at his friends. "Do you guys?"

"Not me," Neville shook his head.

"Er," Seamus scratched his head sheepishly. 'Would you believe that she told me to tell you guys and I've forgotten it?" There was a chorus of "Seamus!" from everyone but Luna. She was sitting serenely on the couch, holding an issue of the Quibbler upside down.

"What are we gonna do now?" Harry was looking desperately at Hermione. "You know what to do right? Tell me you have a plan?"

"I'm sorry," she pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "But without the counter spell we can't do anything."

Dennis' stomach dropped. This was it. He got himself so excited, so hopeful, for what? To lose a night's worth of sleep and spend less than an hour at Harry's flat only to find out it was all a bust?

You really are dramatic.

I liked it better when you were quiet.

Hey, I was asleep, sue me.

Seamus hummed quietly before bursting out. "Why don't we just break the lid or something? Surely it won't take much to crack it. Besides, if it's broken what's the use for the charm?" Beside him, Neville gaped.

"That's Hogwarts property! And Dumbledore's body is in there!"

"So?" Seamus said cluelessly. "What's the big deal?"

"So," Neville stressed, "that's his resting place. Isn't that a bit disrespectful to break it? Minerva would murder us."

"We haven't got a choice," Harry said firmly. "I don't want to bother it either but it's the only way." He looked at the group. "If you don't want to be involved leave now." No one moved or objected. It warmed Dennos' heart.

Sap. What. A. Sap.

"Good," Harry said, pleased. "If your all ready, let's leave. It's getting a bit light out." They walked out to the front yard where he instructed than further. "We'll be faster if we travel by pairs. I'll go with Ron. Neville, you go with Luna. Hermione, you go with Malfoy and Seamus can go with Dennis." Once all set, one by one the pairs disappeared. Seamus waited with Dennis to go last.

"Ready?" Seamus asked cheerfully.

"Ready," Dennis confirmed. Then suddenly, he felt like he was being squeezed. The feeling did not last long, as soon he was standing just outside the forest.

"Do we really have to go in?" Ron asked fearfully, cringing when a bird flew over his head, chirping.

"Yes," Harry said with little patience. "We've been over this, Ron."

"But...what about the spiders!?"

"We'll be fine" Harry said dismissively. "Nothing's going to get us." He tried to sound reassuring but the redhead wasn't listening anymore.

The group marched through the morning dew. Dennis had a bounce in his step that would not go away. He chatted with Seamus and Neville excitedly at the front of the group, barely able to contain himself.

"How long until we get there?" he asked Neville after about fifteen minutes of walking.

"I'm not sure," Neville replied patiently. "Might be a little while."

'Just like when you asked two minutes ago," Seamus muttered, snorting. Neville elbowed him.

"Sorry," Dennis had a trace of a smile. "I'm a bit excited."

Yeah because we couldn't tell."

"Seamus!" Neville couldn't believe him. "Be nice! He's allowed to be excited."

Dennis ignored their bantering. The familiar happy feeling was coming back and he liked it. He'd forgotten how lovely it was to be happy again. After Colin had died, all his happiness was gone. Now, now he might have another chance. It was wonderful.

"What's he so jumpy for?" Seamus snickered, pointing to Ron who was jumping at every noise, every once and while emitting a girl-like squeal.

"Just something from second year," Harry said. Dennis raised his eyebrows.

"What sort of something?" Malfoy demanded to know.

Ron opened his mouth to make up an excuse, but Harry held his hand up to silence him.

"You guys remember second year, when everyone was being petrified?"

Everyone but Dennis nodded. The younger man felt a bit tense at hearing the word.

"Well, Ron and I tried to find out who did it-"

"Of course," Seamus snorted.

"And in a memory from a diary, it showed Tom Riddle telling former Headmaster Dippet that Hagrid let the monster in and opened the Chamber of Secrets."

Neville, Seamus, and Dennis' jaws dropped in astoundment. Dennis was shocked anyone could accuse Hagrid of doing anything. He was the nicest person that he ever had the pleasure of knowing.

"You didn't believe that, did you?" Neville asked in disbelief. "Hagrid wouldn't do that!"

"Of course not," Harry assured him. "Ron and I wanted to prove that he didn't so came into the forest and found Aragog."

"Hagrid's giant pet spider?" Seamus exclaimed. He shuddered. "I don't know how or why Hagrid insists on keeping life threatening creatures as pets!"

If Dennis was honest, he didn't know either.

"Unfortunately Aragog wasn't as friendly as Hagrid had said."

Several of them snorted.

"He tried to kill us!" Ron exclaimed shrilly. "He and his children wanted to eat us!"

"But he didn't," Harry reminded him quickly. "And Aragog told us that he wasn't the monster. It was in the castle."

"So you believe a giant killer spider," Seamus said, looking as though he wanted to admit Harry to St. Mungo's.

"That was nice of you, Harry," Luna complimented. "Spiders are very complicated creature. They're often misunderstood." Harry gave her a smile.

"It all worked out," he shrugged, starting to walk again. "I killed the basilisk and everyone was okay." He sent a smile to Hermione who returned the smile.

"Wow!" Dennis was looking at Harry with slight hero worship. It was something he hadn't felt in a long time. "And you were only twelve? That's incredible, Harry!"

"Thanks," the raven haired man said modestly. "It wasn't that great, though. I'd of died, had it not been for Fawkes."

"And there you have it folks," Seamus said in an announcer-type voice, "Harry Potter beats death for the third time out of many."

"Shut up Seamus!" Hermione hissed at the same time Dennis asked, "How was it his third? I know Colin read some book that said you beat it when you were one but when was the second time?"

"My first year," Harry clairfied. "When me, Hermione and Ron tried to save the philosopher's stone. Quirrell our DADA teacher, was possessed by Voldemort and tried to kill me. If it weren't for my mother's love protection I would've died then too."

"That's amazing, Harry," Dennis smiled softly.

"He's lucky to have had a great mother," Neville added.

"Lucky indeed," Luna said in her dreamy way.

The others chimed in their thoughts. Seamus, however, was rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You know," he said, "I don't know why they call you the Boy-Who-Lived. How about the Boy-Who-Just-Won't-Die?"

"Seamus," everyone groaned.

They went on. The further they went, the darke it became. It seemed as though the sun had vanished.

"Oh, dear," Luna murmured.

'We should go back!" Ron insisted.

"No," Harry said. "We came this far, we'll keep going."

Ron gulped.

So they kept walking; deeper and deeper. The air began taking a cold chill to it. Nobody bothered to bring a jacket for it was May; they shivered. The farther they went, the more suspicious everything appeared. The bushes and grass looked decayed. Everything looked dead. Not a sound was heard; no wild animals nor magical creatures. It was a still, cold silence.

"I think I see a light," Neville said, confidently leading them. But there was no light. The 'light' lead them to a wide circle with trees at every end.

"H-H-Harry," Ron gulped again. "Why does this look familiar?"

Dennis didn't get scared by a lot of things but he gripped Seamus' arm tightly. His Irish friend didn't complain or even comment on it. He must've been scared too.

It's like the muggles say, you all are a bunch of scaredy cats, or, in your case, wizards.

Crack.

The group jumped. Something, er, someone was watching them. Stalking them.

Crack crack.

"What is that?" Malfoy paled, if that was even possible. "Potter what was it?"

He's definitely scared if he's not calling him Harry anyone. Hehe.

"I don't know," Harry was helpless, Dennis noticed. "Maybe an animal."

"That didn't sound like an animal, Harry," Hermione said worryingly. "It sounded like a person."

"That's where you're wrong, miss."

"The group whirled around wildly.

"Ah," the voice spoke. "Harry Potter has returned.