A/N: Hey! As usual, thanks 4 the reviews! In answer to some reviews, to the one about getting a new Slytherin heir, well, you never know what the Order doesn't know…*hint*

And a/b being completely confused as to whether the founders could see the future heirs… only I know, but don't worry! You will find out later, I promise!!! ;) And w/o further delay, here is chapter 14!

~ Jinglebellz

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Chapter 14:

Harry opened his eyes groggily. "Harry!" came the worried voice of Hermione. "Are you all right? We were just about to go for Dumbledore; it was so scary! You looked like you were under the Cruciatus curse!" Harry sat up, aching all over.

"Harry, mate! Was it you-know-who?" asked Ron in a highly alarmed voice. "You just blacked out and started twitching like mad- gave us a fright, you did." Harry stood up quickly and took a seat in his chair. He looked around at his friends. Lenore was looking at him like a mother would, very worried, Ginny had paled immensely and she looked frightened; Hermione's strict face was taut with concern, and Ron looked at Harry somewhat dubiously.

"Yeah," said Harry slowly. "I am fine. It wasn't you-know-who, I'm almost positive. I would know. It was just- I don't know. My scar started hurting and I had…" Harry was about to tell them about the vision, if you would call it that, but he quickly thought better of it. If it was Voldemort, then everyone would begin chiding him on Occlumency and get all worried. Harry didn't want to put his friends in danger.

"What did you have, Harry?" asked Lenore.

"Nothing," replied Harry, a bit too quickly. Luckily, though, his friends didn't question him again, though they looked very frightened. Harry was sure that they'd tell Dumbledore tomorrow.

As the five trudged up the narrow stairs leading to the first floor, they ran into Neville, who was chatting with a girl they knew, Susan Bones.

"Oh, you guys," said Neville. "Where have you been? Susan's here; her parents and aunt have all joined the Order."

"Hi, Susan," said Hermione politely. "Sorry, we were just looking for something to do downstairs, under the kitchen, to see if we could find a way to listen to the meeting. You? How has your summer been, Susan?" Harry was surprised that his best friend could lie with such suavity and ease. He suddenly wondered if she'd ever lied to him.

"My summer's been good," said the Hufflepuff happily. "What of yours? It must be fun, staying at Headquarters! I bet you hear loads of stuff!"

"I wish," laughed Ginny. "We never hear a thing, even with all Fred and George's spying inventions. I swear, every single square foot of this building has an inpurturable charm on it!" Susan laughed as Ginny continued. "But, other than that it's been good."

"Did you find a way to eavesdrop?" asked Neville hopefully.

"No," sighed Ginny. Harry vaguely wondered if all girls could lie so easily.

"Too bad," sighed Neville. He then turned back to Susan. "Have you met Lenore yet?" Susan shook her head, turning to Lenore.

"Lenore, this is Susan Bones," said Harry. "Susan, this is Lenore. She's from America and will be attending Hogwarts this year; she's my second-" Suddenly Hermione elbowed Harry hardly, just as Ron purposely stepped on his foot. "Ouch!" Harry then decided not to say what he'd been about to say; that Lenore was his second cousin. Instead, he lamely finished. "She's my second… new friend this summer." Susan politely smiled, but she looked suspicious and skeptic, as well as confused.

"Oh, All right. Pleased to meet you, Lenore."

"Thanks," smiled Lenore. "You, too." The seven then tried deciding on what they should do, but no good ideas evolved. Finally the bored teenagers went to bed (Susan was staying the night).

Ron, Harry, and Neville, however, weren't too tired before they went to bed, so they decided to stay up a while talking as they got ready for bed.

"So, Ron," began Neville casually. "When was you and Hermione's first kiss?" Seeing the look on Ron's face, he spoke again quickly. "Don't deny it; we all have seen it before, Good Merlin!"

"Fine then," said Ron, attempting to look normal. "In fourth year."

"What?" came Neville and Harry's surprised voices, at the same time.

"Wasn't she seeing Viktor back then?" asked Neville, eyebrows cocked.

"Well," said Ron casually, "I suppose. But I was really mad she liked him and I asked her if she liked me at all and then she snogged me… but only for a second." Ron smiled reminiscently. Harry chuckled.

"What about you Neville?" shot Ron. "Who was your first kiss?" Neville blushed for a moment.

"Your sister."

"WHAT?" demanded Ron heatedly.

"I said, Ginny," said Neville bravely. "And don't even start, Ron; she kissed me. It was after the Yule Ball. And it lasted less than a second did…" Ron was bright red, and steam was practically coming out of his mouth.

"How many people has she snogged?" demanded Ron angrily. He turned snappishly to his best friend. "Has she… Harry, have you and Ginny kissed?" Harry seriously debated saying no, but he knew that the smile on his face was giving it away. He simply shrugged, grinning.

"HARRY!" yelled Ron, but Harry could tell he wasn't really that angry.

"Night, Ron!" called Harry, diving his head under his pillow.

"Aww, C'mon, Harry," said Neville… enlighten us!" But Harry pretended to be asleep, and within a half of an hour, Ron and Neville were in their beds and the lights were out. Harry fell asleep shortly, his dreams returning once again to the stone room where dark shadows flickered and voices sounded in the background.

"Salazar," said a figure with long curly hair and a curved figure. "I am with child."

"Acacia! How wonderful! A baby! It is mine, right? Not Godric's…?"

"Of course it isn't Godric's."

"Good. This is magnificent! Shall we wed before the child is born?"

"Salazar… I'm not quite ready to wed."

"That's fine, dearest. Take as much time as you need."