[A/N- THANK YOU to those few of you who are reading this. Any suggestions for more reviews? I'd appreciate. Also, go read The Fear to Fly (sequel) I'm liking how it's coming along.) Tankya!]

They were here.

She could hear it, feel it, almost see it swamping the air. But aura- sight was Keayalnea's gift, not her own. She could, if she focused, pinpoint the location of every Dementor within the area, most of which were within a mile of the grounds. She could see the shaggy black dog trotting down the road to Hogsmeade. She steadied herself before opening the gates. They sensed her- outside of Voldemort, Dementors had only ever answered to Black Blood. But their hatred of her was for that. She could control them, but she could not allow them into her own strength. They would use it against her, and they knew her too well already. She wondered momentarily if she should call Remus, but the magic she was creating was not something she could share. Not something your run of the mill wizards could handle. And she loved Remus dearly, but that's all he was. A wizard. She was a sorceress.

One last deep breath, and she stepped outside the gates, toward a clearing in the forest which was not far. She could see them turn, racing in her direction.

Fresh meat? she chuckled mentally. Then she slammed her eyes shut and called on the energy she knew was there. And it spilled into her, and the spell began. She started to sing.

"Sucker love is heaven sent

You pucker up on passion spent

My heart's withdrawn your body's rent

My body's broken yours is bent

Carve your name into my arm

Instead of stressed I lie here charmed

Cuz there's nothing else to do...

Every me and every you," she bit her lip as they came closer, feeding the energy she put out. She needed to be Kea at the moment, cold, commanding. Calculating. "SINIA!"

"Sucker love a box I choose

No other box I choose to use

Another love I would abuse "NO! NO! LET GO OF ME!"

No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things to come

To much poison come undone

Cuz there's nothing else to do

Every me and every you." They were tied in now, close enough to feel her breath, to absorb her pain. Maybe this would work. Maybe. She started feeding through the mental note. Your boundaries are where I say, and you will obey me, or such are your consequences. What you seek has not come here. It was now a battle of wills.

"Sucker love is known to swing

Prone to cling and waste these things "You realize I'll love you forever?"

Pucker up for heaven's sake

There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate "You can screw around to hell and back I swear I haven't jinxed you and I don't care!"

It's only comfort calling late

Cuz there's nothing else to do

Every me and every you." She was winning, slightly. She could feel them moving away. She didn't dare look to find out.

"Like the naked leads the blind

I know I'm selfish I'm unkind "Fuck you! Fuck you! FUCK YOU!"

Sucker love I always find

Someone to bruise and leave behind

All alone in space and time

There's nothing here, but what's here's mine

Something borrowed, something blue

Every me and every you

Every me and every you every me...

Every me and every you every me...." They were gone. She felt it. Her eyes opened to pure black and her strength gone, she fell. She never even noticed the pair of hands that caught her.

[A/N- yes, I know. It's short, I'm sorry, but life's been hectic and I'm tired. Please read, review, and suggest to friends. I'll write more this weekend, and there'll be a lot of Sorcery magic involved.... maybe even a battle. We shall see.... oh, the song is by Placebo, Every Me and Every You (Single Mix). There will be more of them, believe me.]