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Brighid waited until darkness was beginning to fall, then she discreetly slipped out of the Gryffindor Common room, carrying a small black bag, and made her way out to a place that the other students had called a "quitinch pitch." She had no clue what that was, and wasn't so sure she wanted to, but the bleachers that surrounded the large, grassy area would make a wonderful place for her to be alone and work on her mission.

When she reached the pitch, she glanced around to make sure that no one was watching, closed her eyes, and levitated to top row of the bleachers. She sat down, enlarged the black bag, and opened it.

As a gust of wind blew past, and she felt it calming her soul. Being who she was, it was both natural and expected of her to feel in tune with the wind, but she felt a stronger affinity with fire. It was almost unexplainable, but then, of course, there were others who felt a bond with different elements, too.

Brighid laid a small tablet, the size of a square foot tile, on the ground and as the rainbow of colors that blended together to form and white, then separated, then blended together again flashed across it, she concentrated on the element of fire. Moments later, a small flame appeared in her hand, and she placed it on the tablet.

"Rhiannon, Lugh, my good friends, I call to you. Aid me in this time of need." Brighid leaned towards the fire as she said this.

She then began to sing in a voice that was so soft, it was nearly impossible to hear. If anyone did hear it, they would have to listen closely to decipher what she was actually singing, for the voice she sang in was as high and clear as that of a piccolo. The song was in the words of the language of her homeland, so it wasn't as if anyone here could speak that language.

As she finished singing, two beings appeared, one in a cyclone of wind, the other in a ring of fire.

Rhiannon spoke first, the long curls that streamed from her head like a silky halo varying between brown, gold, and red, "Brighid, it hasn't been long at all, and we already miss you so." Rhiannon had been her best friend for as long as Brighid could remember. She had the bond with the wind that all of their kind were supposed to have, and felt the same connection with horses that Brighid felt with lambs.

Brighid smiled softly. "I know, my friend, but I must complete my mission first. I'm afraid I haven't called on you merely for a social exchange, but for help."

Lugh, who was tall with hair the color of the fire that was his trademark, stepped forward and asked, "I'm afraid that if you need help, this mustn't be a good situation." Lugh was much like Brighid, but at the same time, very different. Both were intelligent, shared a bond with fire, and were both multi-skilled and powerful. Yet he had killed many a time in the past without hesitation, yet Brighid killed only after much debate, and even then she declined from harming another being.

Brighid cocked her head in thought as she replied, "You see, there is someone else here, someone who knows who I am. I'm not sure if she—or maybe she's a he—is on my side, but I doubt it. And I need more information, more allies placed here."

Lugh, after a moment of thought, replied, "If I remember correctly, someone was placed here, long ago."

Brighid was surprised. "Really? Why didn't I know about it?"

Lugh glanced down at her. "It wasn't really publicized. Few knew about it, you would have been among those of us who were, but you were away at the time."

Rhiannon brightened with realization. "I think I remember. I returned at the time of her departure, but I was too exhausted to think much of it. It was really awhile ago, wasn't it?"

Lugh nodded as Brighid cut in, "Wait a moment. Would you please tell me who it is?"

"Do you remember Rosmerta?" Lugh asked.

Brighid appeared thoughtful. "Yes, I never knew her very well. I don't remember seeing her in the past twenty or thirty years."

Rhiannon nodded. "True. We never did know her very well. Very few of us did, actually. That must have made it a good bit easier for her to disappear."

"She's located in an area called Hogsmeade, not too far from here. You should talk to her as soon as possible," Lugh advised.

Rhiannon told her friend, "I will use some dream work to get you to Hogsmeade soon."

Brighid nodded as her friends stood. "I will, Lugh. That would be great, Rhiannon. And thank you both."

As Lugh and Rhiannon disappeared the same way they had arrived, Brighid blew out the fire and began to gather her things.

AN: I know it kind of short, but I have homework tonight.