Harry was oddly thoughtful in the morning. Today was to be an eventful day. After potions, Harry would be teaching defense against the dark arts for the first time. Then, while everyone was at lunch, Ron, Ginny, and he would talk about who would be on the Gryffindor team. When the would-be players finished their lunch they were to go to the Common Room for a quick peek to see if their names were on the list for the second tryouts.

Gryffindor managed to not lose many points during potions. Snape didn't outright yell at Harry, and nobody blew up anything. Harry thought this was a good omen. He entered the defense against the dark arts classroom and felt a lump in his throat. Blade was sitting in the back of the classroom with a sheaf of parchment and quill in hand.

Harry got his notes together before all of the sixth year Gryffindors were there. "Erm…Hi. I guess I'm going to be teaching defense against the dark arts occasionally, this year." He paused as he looked around the room. "Let's start out with taking notes on dementors. Then, if we get through those without much hassle, we'll work on trying the Patronus spell, and as I know we'd just be reviewing, for I think most of you were in the DA last year, we do have a new student who probably doesn't even know what a Patronus is."

He glanced at Elizabeth. She was shrinking in her chair at his assumption that she didn't know what a Patronus was. She didn't know, but one could see she was very insecure about what she knew and didn't know.

Harry's eyes conveyed a silent apology as he started his lecture. "Dementors were discovered around the time aborigines were walking the earth. They were thought to be zombies, but zombies could be easily vanquished. One tribe thought of one thing to destroy all dementors and the trees that aided them, but in order for them to be rid of those two things, one of their magical processes had to be done and then stopped. It was a difficult process because it could destroy the world if not stopped…"

Harry kept loosing his place in his lecture notes. 'Stop thinking about all of them looking at you,' he demanded of himself. He shook his head and kept going. He didn't notice whether he was doing a good job or not, but he just wanted to get through it without garbling his words.

They took notes for a half hour before Blade cleared his throat to say something.

"Yes, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Perhaps you should start on the spell," Blade suggested.

Harry sighed in relief. He now know how much lecture-giving took a toll on the teachers. "Right. Now, put your quills and parchment away, and take out your wands. This is just like the DA, last year."

Harry waited until everyone was ready before he said more. "Before we start this, think of a really happy memory, or something that's going to make you happy, like something you're looking forward to. Then, once you've got your memory, repeat after me. Expecto Patronum," he instructed.

The room was quiet for a couple seconds while people thought of their happiest memories. "Expecto Patronum," was then heard throughout the room.

A silvery wisp of cloud erupted from Elizabeth's wand as a canine emerged from Ron's. It kept barking at anyone who came too close to Ron.

Harry walked around and coached the ones who didn't know what they were doing. He secretly noticed Elizabeth was messing up…a lot. It was like she hadn't done magic as long as everyone else had.

"Got a happy memory?" he asked her.

"Yeah, but every time I say the curse, this other memory clouds my sight and I can't concentrate on the happy memory," Elizabeth explained.

"What is it of?"

Elizabeth suddenly looked very uncomfortable. "Just…you know…yelling and stuff…" she stammered.

"You know, there's this technique to clear your mind. It just might help," Harry suggested. He was speaking of Occlumency.

"How do you do it?" Elizabeth seemed to be interested.

"Well…Close your eyes, take a couple deep breaths, and clear your mind. Kind of like meditating. Don't think of anything, though. It's sort of difficult, but see if you can do that."

She did as she was told and her eyes were closed for five minutes before she collapsed. Harry knelt down beside and touched her arm.

His vision went black as he felt like he was spinning. He then found he could see, but it reminded him of the time he saw Snape's life. Various scenes flashed before his eyes.

He heard sirens and a woman crying. He saw the woman who was crying. She had a white bandage around her head. It was stained with blood above her left eye.

The background changed, and he saw a plane explode from the terminal. He saw a younger Elizabeth fall to her knees, crying hysterically. "I saw it!" she yelled between sobs that racked her whole body. "I saw it!"

It changed again, and he saw a dark haired man; presumably Elizabeth's father; scream, "You're not worth anything, Miss I-Can't-Get-on-the-Honor-Roll!" in anger.

Then Harry heard something that sounded like Trelawny when she was telling a real prophecy.

"THE ONE WITH THE SCAR SHALL BE YOUR FREEDOM, BUT ANOTHER PERSON, WITH ANOTHER SCAR, IS YOUR DEFEAT… BEWARE, FOR THE ANSWER SHALL BE LEAST EXPECTED. SHOULD YOU CHOSE WROING, THE TROUBLE WILL ONLY CLIMB TO A NEW HEIGHT…THE DARK LORD WILL BE STRONG ENOUGH TO DESTROY THE WORLD. THE TWO WITH THE SCARS MUST COMBINE THEIR SYMBOLS OF THE ULTIMATE POWER TO DEFEAT THE DARK LORD, SHOULD THE WRONG SCAR BE USED…THE DARK LORD…MUST BE STOPPED…"

Harry and Elizabeth opened their eyes at the exact same time. Elizabeth jerked up, and ended up hitting Harry in the head.

"Oh, jeez! I am so sorry!" she said quickly.

"It's alright," Harry mumbled as he rubbed the spot that she hit. "What was that?" he asked.

"I don't know. I wasn't thinking of anything, like you said, and suddenly it felt like someone was invading my brain or something. I tried to stop them, but I couldn't cut off the link directly because something else was there, too…"

Harry finished the class and then took Elizabeth to Professor Dumbledore's office.

"Am I going to be in trouble for this?" Elizabeth asked, not really worried if she was.

"No. It wasn't your fault. If the blame lies with anyone, it lies with me. I was the one who told you to open your mind—"

"That's what that was?" Elizabeth asked with indignation. "I was opening my mind to whoever?"

"Lemon drops." Harry turned to the gargoyle. He sighed when it didn't move. "How was I supposed to know you were that sensitive to clearing your mind?"

"What exactly happened to my head?" Elizabeth's voice was deadly soft. Her eyes were narrowed in anger.

"Dumbledore will explain everything," Harry said quickly as he thought of the next password. He had to come up with one quick, or else Elizabeth might just do something they'll both regret later. "Acid pops." To Harry's relief, the gargoyle jumped out of the way.

Harry quickly went up the stairs, hoping Elizabeth was following behind him. He knocked on the door to the Headmaster's office.

"Come in," a voice said from beyond the door.

Harry opened the door and walked inside. Elizabeth came in behind him, and he heard her gasp of surprise as she looked around the room.

"Well, Harry, Elizabeth. What can I do for you?" Professor Dumbledore asked as he sat down at his desk.

"Sir, we had a…problem in defense against the dark arts," Harry explained.

"What happened?" Dumbledore inquired.

"Elizabeth was having trouble producing a Corporeal Patronus and I told her to empty her mind, as I was told to do for Occlumency. She looked like she was doing it right for about five minutes. Then she fainted. I tried to rouse her by touching her arm, I suddenly found myself—"

"In her memories," Dumbledore finished.

"Exactly. How did you know that, Professor?" Harry cast a perplexed glance at the headmaster.

"I have gotten wind of a large attempt in Legilimency. This attempt seems to be wide-spread. Voldemort has learned how to project it and it's still very faint. Because Elizabeth has never mastered, or even tried Occlumency before, she was an easy target," Dumbledore explained.

"But why did I see her memories?" Harry persisted.

"That, Harry, is an explanation for another day. I believe you have Herbology right now. Give Professor Sprout this note," Dumbledore took his quill and wrote on a sheaf of parchment. "It informs her of why you are late. Hurry along," he finished.

"Yes, sir," Elizabeth and Harry murmured in unison.

"Oh, and Harry?" Dumbledore said before they exited the room.

"Yes, Professor?"

"Don't tell anymore classmates to try Occlumency."

"Sorry, sir."

They left the office and traipsed to the Green Houses in silence. After Herbology, Harry met Ron and Ginny in the Gryffindor Common Room, and wrote out the list for the people competing in the second tryouts.

Everyone concerned about this was in the Common Room a full twenty minutes before classes restarted. One of the would-be Chasers, James Kepler, glanced at the posted list.

Chasers Beaters

James Kepler Julie Sans
Elizabeth Pentillo John Kepler
Emily Mason Denis Creevey

Second Tryouts to be held Saturday at 8:30 pm. All of Gryffindor house please attend.

"What's this all about?" he asked Harry angrily.

"What?" Harry asked back.

"What's she doing on here? Even Luke scored once!" James complained. Luke was the other would-be Chaser. James spit the word 'she' as though it were a disease.

"Elizabeth did catch that bludger that was lobbed at my head," Harry reminded.

"Big Deal! The only time she tried to shoot, Weasley caught it!" James roared.

"Why are you so upset, Kepler? If you thing it's so unfair, then beat her in the second tryout. Remember, all of Gryffindor should be there. I'm even asking McGonagall if she would like to attend," Harry informed him. He was already devising a whole new game to determine the players.

(A/N: I'd write more, but this is the longest chapter I've written…You'll just have to wait… Well well well…what do we have here, Naja607? Another reviewer? Welcome to the story, Kagome! Thank you for reviewing. No, I am not exactly like Elizabeth in here. She is more understanding, and she gets mad easier. I'm way more awkward, if you could even picture that…Yeah…there is some difference between me and her. I am trying very hard to make her Non-Mary-Sue, but everyone's got their good points and bad points. I couldn't make Elizabeth with all bad points…Oh, and Naja607? You're a very bad kid, sneaking on the computer…tch tch…shame shame. shakes head THANK YOU FOR RISKING PUNISHMENT TO REVIEW THIS!!!!! XD!!!!! You've made me so happy. So, yay! I got two reviewers!!! I am so thrilled a couple people don't want me to burn this!! Funness Rambling HouseKey --- my full name ;-) )