A/N: Hi guys. I'm so sorry I haven't written in awhile. This chapter is pretty short. Sorry. Hopefully once school starts, I'll be posting on a regular schedule.Well, Enjoy the story and remember to R&R.

Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns most of the characters. The Guardians are mine. I have plans for these maniacs. *evil grin*

Dancing with The Lady Death Chapter 6

The next few days passed very slowly for Harry. Every day he passed the closed library doors several times. Each time he stared the doors waiting for Death to walk out and say something. However, everything was silent on the other side of the doors as it was today. Harry heaved a sigh and followed Ron to Divination. He was dreading this class most of all. Every year, Professor Trelawney always predicted his horrible and painful death. Maybe this year will be different. But it wasn't likely. At least, Snape would focus his attention on some of the other students for a change. Trelawney seem to zero in just on him.

"At least, now you can show up the old bat." Ron grinned to Harry.

Harry snapped out of his thoughts and stared at his friend bewildered. Ron grinned wider and explained, "Since Death isn't after you, you can correct her on her predictions. It'll be nice to see that old bat face when you tell her that death may be protecting you."

"I'd rather not, Ron. I mean we are not sure yet. Besides it'll make me stand out even more." Harry protested. Ron stared at his friend for a few moments and then shrugged his shoulders.

Divination passed by without a single incident. Professor Trelawney virtually ignored Harry through the class as she lectured on the ancient art of natal charts and the influence of the stars on someone's destiny. But before they could escape, Professor Trelawney made one last announcement.

"My Inner Eye has revealed that a dark cloud is approaching Hogwarts even as we speak. Unspeakable horrors will be fall one of our numbers and he will past from this realm of existence to the next." She spoke dramatically as her eyes fell on to Harry. Harry felt his heart constrict. Without another word, Professor Trelawney waved them on. Silence settled over the Gryffindors as they walked from the classroom. Harry normally would have dismissed what Professor Trelawney had said, but with everything that was going on. Harry tried to shake his mind cleared as he passed the library. Slowing his pace down, he stared at the doors, waiting. He felt people moved pass him, he didn't notice them. When the hall cleared of people, a breeze picked up. Harry was about to turn away when he heard the door slowly creak open. Harry turned around as the door swung wide open. No one was there, but something was beckoning him to come in. Harry resisted as he thought to himself, It's trap. Suddenly a voice answered him back loud and clear, "Only if you want it to be."

Harry staggered backwards. Looking up and down the hall, he saw no one was around. Cautiously, he asked, "Who are you?"

The voice answered back, "She awaits you, Potter the younger. She has been waiting for you for fifteen years. Just as you have been waiting for her to come."

"Why? Why did she come?"

"Her reasons are her own. Ask and she will answer. The truth awaits you, Potter the younger. Go to the truth or the truth will come to you."

Suddenly a voice shouted his name. Harry snapped out of his trance. Turning he saw Hermione running towards him. Harry forced a smile on his face. Who was this voice he kept hearing? Harry wondered absently as he glanced at the library's doors to find them tightly shut again. Harry's face fell.

"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked as she reached him. She had noted the lost look on his face. In her mind, Hermione made a note to talk to Ron about this as Harry shrugged his shoulders and walked away. Hermione sighed as she chased after him.

The hawk perched itself on the arm of the chair. It kept a watchful eye on the snake that lay near by. The last thing the bird wanted to be was the snake's dinner. Voldemort read the letter carefully several times before folding it up. He turned his red eyes towards the bird.

"Tell Master Arcanius I will do as he commands and I look forward to his arrival. Victory will be ours." Voldemort smiled sardonically at the bird. The hawk screeched before it flew away out the window. Voldemort motioned Wormtail forward. Wormtail stepped forward nervously.

"Ye.yes, Master?" Wormtail stammered.

"I want you to infiltrate Hogwarts like you did before. Monitor their new librarian for she will be most useful in the future. I want reports of her movements." Voldemort ordered quietly, leaving no room for an argument.

Wormtail tried anyway, "But Master they know me. They have seen me changed before."

"You dare to question my orders?" Voldemort countered quickly. Wormtail caught the evil gleam in his master's eyes and shook his head. Voldemort smiled, "Good. Also tell Notts to take a group of Dementors and hide in the forests around Hogwarts. They are to capture any students who wander into the woods and get what information they can out of them. Do you understand, Pettigrew?"

"Ye.Yes, Master." Wormtail answered.

Voldemort nodded as he waved Wormtail away. Wormtail walked away as quickly as he could without seeming like he was running. His mind drifted back to the night that Harry Potter saved his life. Surely he owed the boy for that. No, he told himself, he owed the boy nothing. He was probably trying to save his godfather's life. Wormtail marched off more determine to forget his debts.

Voldemort stood at the window, pondering his next move. Belatedly, He noticed the dove that was flying upwards into the sun's light. He watched and waited for the bird to appear again. It did not. Voldemort wondered about it for a few seconds and shrugged it off. He'll ask his master, Arcanius when he arrived. Arcanius seemed to have a strange insight into these things. Voldemort turned away from the window.

Gaia sat on top off a tree stump as she waited. She lazily stretched her hand out over a dying flower and whispered a few words. The flower seemed to try and reach Gaia's hand. As it did so, the flowers stem began to grow and the flower blossomed in vivid color. Gaia smiled gently at the flower. She looked up as the dove landed in the clearing and changed in a young girl with flowing blonde hair. Dreams curtsied to her mother. Gaia waved her hand telling her daughter not to bother with it.

"Well, my child? What news do you bring me from the serpent's lair?" Gaia asked gently.

Dreams hesitated replying for a few seconds. This was big news and bad as well. Finally she spoke, "Arcanius is back. Voldemort is one of his agents. He ordered Voldemort to send Dementors to Hogwarts and to interrogate any students they find. He always sent Pettigrew there to monitor Essie's movements."

Gaia grew pensive for a moment and asked her daughter, "Are you sure Arcanius is involved?"

"Yes, mother. Voldemort addressed him by name. The hawk that delivered the letter looks exactly like the one Arcanius owned when he use to strut around the Temple."

"Then this is worse that we thought. Essie is in grave danger. The Council must be informed and actions must be taken." Gaia commented as she stood up.

"Shall I continue to monitor the Riddle House?"

"No, it will too dangerous since Arcanius knows you. A newer Guardian must be picked for this job. You will inform your sister of the Dementor's part in this. She will displease with them and that will buy Essie some time. Also Kaori must go into hiding. She will be in danger as well. Come, my child, We have much to do and not enough time for it." Gaia sighed.

In a flash of light, the mother and daughter disappeared. The clearing looked deserted with no signs that its visitors were ever there except the single blossoming flower.

Harry tried to sleep that night. But the things that the voice told him still bothered him. Having made up his mind, Harry quietly slipped out of his bed. Glancing over at Ron's bed, he took out his invisibility cloak. Putting it on, he left the Gryffindor tower and headed to the library. There resided the answers to some of his questions.

Essie waited up in the library. She sat on a window sill, staring out in to the night. He was coming, she could feel him coming. His steps fell silent on the stone floor as he approach the library. Essie could feel every emotion that washed over him. It was part of the connection that they shared. She could tell him everything, but would he believe it? Unsure of the answer she glanced at the book in her lap. It was a very old book. The only one of it's kind that was allowed to survive. Essie examined the book as she weighed the consquences of what she was about to do. It was going to rock a lot of worlds when people realize what that book contained. Essie smirked. She was use to rocking worlds since Death can change a person. But this would be breaking a lot of rules. Nightmare must be starting to rub off on her. Essie's head snapped up and she waited. Harry was on the other side.

A/N: Next chapter is coming, I swear!!