He knocked on the door and waited for an answer. No one came so he knocked again. This time he heard footsteps and, "I'm coming," from an impatient voice. The door opened and there stood Arabella Figg, one of his mother's friends.

"Oh, hello Harry dear. Come in, come in," she said kindly.

Harry walked in and sat on the couch.

"Perhaps some tea, Harry?" she asked.

"Sure," he said. He remembered his dream just as Ms. Figg came in with the tea.

"Here you go Harry," she said.

"Thank you," he replied, "I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it," she said.

"Well, do you know anything about a torch?" he asked.

"No. What do you mean by torch?" she asked.

"Well, last night I had a dream. Well, actually I was in Voldemort's mind again."

As he was about to go on, she gasped.

"Well anyways, he was talking to Wormtail and Malfoy about some plan, and then this torch. He was about to go on when he found out I was in his head and then I woke up. Do you know what he means by that?" Harry asked.

"I have no idea Harry," she replied.

"Is anything going on in the Order? Anything that might relate to this?" he asked anxiously.

"No, nothing real important at least, just the usual," said Ms. Figg.

"Oh, ok," said Harry.

"Would you like some Triple Chocolate Cake?" asked Ms. Figg.

"Not now but could I get some to take with me, just so I can show Dudley," said Harry grinning.

"Oh course, just a minute," said Ms. Figg.

She hurried into the kitchen. Within a few minutes, she returned with a delicious Triple Chocolate Cake in her hands.

"Harry, why don't I just send this to your room and you can just take a piece to show Dudley, because your grouchy aunt might make you give some to Dudley," she said smiling.

"Sure Ms. Figg," he said as she gave him a slice of cake, "Thanks for everything."

"See you later Harry!" she said.

He walked back to 4 Privet Drive smiling from ear to ear.

~*~

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