A/N:  Hello!  Sorry again that this update took forever.  As a makeup, if I get ten reviews tonight, you can have the next chapter tomorrow, but if not, it'll be up in a few days.  No, there will NOT be a Lavender/Harry relationship, but I do want them to be friends and she will get a slightly bigger role, as, for some weird reason, she's my favorite character.  At the VERY end of the story you'll find more about what happened to the Founders.  Read and Review!!

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            The next morning, Harry was awoken at a very early hour.  He had been having a dream about being at Quidditch, but Voldemort showing up and trying to steal Mango…

            "Potter!" hissed a low voice.  "Potter!  Potter, you idiot!  Get your fat arse up, NOW! Potter!"  Harry bolted up, opening his curtains.

            "Shut the hell up!" hissed none other than Blaise Zabini. 

            "What in Merlin's name are you doing here?" asked Harry angrily, grabbing his glasses with one hand and gripping his wand with the other. 

            "Shut up, Potter!  Your idiot cousin went with Draco to the Death Eater's meeting!  I was actually trying to warn you since I'm not a Death Eater yet, and happen to owe Draco a favor, but you better hurry up; he thought it would go fine, but it didn't, and he told me to get Potter…"

            Harry jumped out of bed as fast as he could.  "Are you sure?" he asked worriedly.

            "Why else would I be in a Gryffindor dorm room at three in the morning?" he asked, rolling his dark eyes.  "So come on." Harry's heart began beating quickly.  HE hoped Lenore was alright. 

            "What did Voldemort do with her?" he asked worriedly.  Zabini flinched.

            "Don't say the bloody name!  I have no idea what he wanted, but I assumed he wants to kill her- just a guess of course," he said sarcastically.  They hurried out of the portrait and down many flights of stairs. 

            "Where are they?" asked Harry.  Suddenly he was beginning to doubt his judgment; what if this was another trick, which it most likely was?  What if Lenore would die because of his stupidity, as Sirius had?  What if they didn't have Lenore?  Harry's stomach began to sink.

            "Not in the castle," whispered Blaise impatiently.  "We're taking a Portkey…"  Harry suddenly remembered the pain associated with his last Portkey to Voldemort, and he shuddered. 

            "Where's the Portkey?" asked Harry nervously. 

            "In the dungeons," said Blaise.  When the two had reached a dark room in the dungeons, Blaise closed the door firmly.  Suddenly, Blaise turned around, wand pointed at Harry.  Suddenly, though, a voice that sounded remarkably familiar sounded from the shadows. 

            "And that, Nymphadora, is why I am always right, and you are always wrong!"

            "It's Tonks!" said Blaise hotly.  He then turned to face an extremely confused Harry.

            "Harry!" he exclaimed.  "Why did you follow me?  This could've been a trap!"  From the corner of the room, a light turned on and Remus Lupin stepped out of the shadows.  Moody then pulled off an Invisibility Cloak. 

            Harry was confused beyond words.  "What are you doing here?" he asked suspiciously. 

            Blaise rolled his eyes.  "I thought that you would be careful and logical; that you'd learned by now, but Mad-Eye insisted on testing you again!"

            "Constant Vigilance!" barked Moody.  Harry's eyes widened. 

            "Harry," said Lupin gravely… suddenly the entire picture blacked out. 

            "Harry… Harry!  Harry…" came a faraway voice after a moment.  Harry was sure he was still in full consciousness. 

            "Get that stimulator off of him," came the voice of Evelyn, and Harry pictured her rolling her light blue eyes.  Suddenly, there was a tugging at his forehead, and he looked around to see Ginny, Lenore, Draco, Lupin, Tonks, Evelyn, Calista, and Moody.  Suddenly it all came back to Harry.  This was a new invention, very rare, and particularly helpful in Auror training, though there were only about three in the world, due to the immense network of spells.  You just had to hook yourself up to it for a moment and it did Legilimency on you.  It then concocted a possible threatening situation, and it would then allow you to go into the virtual reality it had created, not remembering about it. 

            "Wow," said Harry, sitting down on a sofa.  "That was so… real!  I have a headache…" He groaned. 

            "You seemed to do pretty well," said Calista calmly, though you really should not have followed Zabini."

            "I thought you'd have learned by now, Potter," growled Moody.  "How are we supposed to accept you into the Auror Academy, nevertheless count on you to destroy You-Know-Who before he destroys you…"

            "I never asked for the job," muttered Harry angrily. 

            "No, he didn't!" said Evelyn loudly. 

            "But you were given it, Harry!" said Tonks.  "And we will help you, but please, please try to meet us halfway!"

            "He was just worried about me," protested Lenore. 

            "Yes, but that isn't the point," sighed Calli.  "You could have used anything to communicate with Lenore!  The mirror, that map, the DA!"

            "And our telepathy," snorted Lenore. 

            "What?" asked Evelyn sharply.  "Telepathy?  What on earth…"

            "You've maintained that?" asked Lupin incredulously. 

            Harry looked at Lenore and nodded.  "Yeah…"

            "Well it isn't unusual after that horrible accident, and with family, but it usually goes away after a few days at the most!"

            "It's actually grown," said Lenore timidly.  "Now it works without eye contact…" 

            Good job, 'Nore, thought Harry angrily.  We had one secret…

            "Well it isn't like we used it in a bad way," rattled on Lenore to the adults, who were all staring, wide-eyed.  "We haven't been cheating on tests, if you think that.  It's more like… passing notes.  But not in class!  Especially not in Defense, because we're in the same class anyway and could regularly whisper instead of head-talking.  No… okay, well sometimes we talk in Potions or something, but… And it never happens on dates!" she said, flustered, to Malfoy and Ginny.  "Believe me, it would not be good if Harry knew about some of the things- okay, then!" she finished brightly, a ditzy grin on her face. 

            "Lenore… Harry.  Everyone in this room!" said Lupin very seriously.  "Never breathe a word of this to anyone else!  Understand?" he asked, in the most threatening voice Harry had ever heard him use.  Everyone nodded earnestly.  "Good," he said quietly.  "Now we know what the connection she has with Voldemort is," he said gravely.

            "What?" asked Lenore.  "I have a connection with that… with that… maniacal murderer?"  Lupin nodded.  "We knew there was a connection, but as we didn't know what it was we couldn't ever say anything…"

            "What is it, exactly?" asked Harry.

            "Now he may be able to read her thoughts, and she may be able to see Voldemort's thoughts, Harry, instead of you.  They might… go through you, so to speak."  Harry's eyes widened.  He spun around to his cousin.

            "You haven't had any visions, have you?" he asked worriedly.  Lenore shook her head.

            "No, I don't think so," she whispered. 

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            Several days following the new conclusion bout the connection, Harry was beginning to be wary about any situation he was in, as it might be in the stupid stimulator thing.  Malfoy had reacted worse than Harry by far; he had joined the Death Eaters in his thing, Ginny had thrown herself in front of Avada Kedavra, and Lenore had somehow managed to Apparate to South America on a quest for another Paramariban in the jungles of Suriname.  Hers was particularly interesting, especially when some Death Eaters were eaten by crocodiles. 

            The term was almost over, and things were considerably calming down.  Voldemort seemed to be keeping quiet again and things were returning to normal, though the uneasy feeling never quite escaped Harry. 

            Lenore was increasingly moody, and had yelled at Harry to leave her alone when he had once again asked her if she'd had any visions.  Evelyn looked very pregnant now, and one day in Defense a Ravenclaw had asked her if she was.  The story spilled out a bit, and now she didn't falter in abusing her condition, requesting people to fetch her an ice cream sundae in the middle of class. 

            Calista didn't take Evelyn's new temperament too well; she was spending an increasing amount of time away from her friend, and where she disappeared to was usually a mystery, or it was until Harry came to Snape to hand in an essay late, as he had gotten a potion spilled all over it earlier.  Ron and Hermione had come with him for moral support, so to speak, but before the door opened, Hermione held up a hand.

            "What's up?" asked Ron, frowning.

            "Shh!" hissed Hermione.  "Listen!"

            Harry strained his ears to hear the voices inside.  "Severus, you have to understand… I don't fancy you still, and I don't know if I ever will…"  Hermione looked to Harry and Ron with wide eyes.

            "Calli!" pleaded Snape in the sorriest and most sincere voice Harry had ever heard him use.  "Please, Calli… You don't know what it was like, without you- Lily, Lily flower was nice.  But I couldn't ever like her- and Evelyn.  I hated that girl!  And to think, Lucius actually claimed her.  Well, didn't work… And Holly- but she was Lupin's, the idiot.  You meant everything to me, and then Black came and stole you from me, and then you were all dead, all of the sudden, and left me questioning why in hell I deserved to live more than you and your perfect friends- Calli, I wanted to die; I even missed James a bit, however much I hated him.  I vowed to get you back-"

            "Severus!  I was never yours to begin with.  Sirius and I loved each other!  I didn't love you.  Vega loved you- sometimes, Severus, I think you get Vega and I confused.  We were twins, but that didn't mean anything.  We weren't at all alike.  Mikhail loved me, though he was a Slytherin.  Tsipora even tolerated me at the beginning.  But Vega, dear identical Vega- she hated me.  She loved you; I didn't…"  There was the sound of weeping.

            "Hush, Calli.  It's all right.  If you want to you can stay the night here again."

            "Okay.  I'm just so- so mad a-at Evelyn!  She ruined things for Holly before and almost for Lily and now for me!"

            "It's okay, Calista… shhh."

            "Severus?"

            "Yes?"

            "I think we h-have eavesdroppers."  Harry, Hermione, and Ron exchanged frightened glances.  Suddenly, though, there were footsteps and the door opened.  Snape's eyes flashed, though he didn't look too surprised.  

            "Did you hear it all?"  Hermione squeaked, Ron turned red, and Harry nodded.  

            "Oh, very well!  Potter, stay.  Weasley and Granger- you'd best be in the Gryffindor Tower before Curfew!  Come in, Potter, we have some explaining to do, I suppose, before you run away with false ideas…"

            "Harry?" asked Ron.

            "I'm fine," said Harry, shrugging.  "Be back later, I suppose."  

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