"Well, that must have been interesting," said Ron. Harry has just told him about the locket.

"To say the least." The both of them walked into the Common Room, and Harry looked for the locket. "It's gone!"

"What? But I thought you said you left it there."

"I did. The dementors…Maybe that's what they were looking for. Hold on." He raced up the stairs and tried to find his flower. That, too, was missing. "The daisy's gone, too," he informed Ron as he went back downstairs.

That night, at dinner, Harry was surprised to see Elizabeth well. She sat down by Ron and him and didn't say anything.

"Before we sample another pleasant dinner, there are some things I have to tell you about." Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. "You all know what horror attacked our school just yesterday. I think all who were effected badly have recovered, and those who were too far gone, released. This is the time where I remind you that this is a war, and where war goes, death and destruction follow. There were casualties from this attack. A fairly large number, in fact. It is with grief that I read these names to honor them." Harry didn't know any of the people mentioned, but like Dumbledore had said, there were quite a few.

"As those of you who own the Prophet would already know, the Minister of Magic was attacked in the same manner our school was. Being in the Ministry at the time had its advantages, as they had several trained wizards to get rid of the dementors. They were dealt with ruthlessly, as you can imagine.

"I have enlisted the help of some wizards, and they will be patrolling the school at night, and when classes are not in session. If you see any of them, do not be alarmed. They will have a pin that signifies who they are. If a grown wizard is walking around without the pin, please contact the nearest teacher immediately."

"Lastly," Dumbledore continued, "I wish you all a fine meal."

Because Quidditch was canceled, Harry, Ron, and Elizabeth found themselves with more time than they knew what to do with. Harry used this extra time for studies. He really wanted to be an Auror.

Harry kept noticing that Elizabeth would sneak off to somewhere at night. He thought this odd, for she had told him her make-up classes were finished. Before he knew what he was thinking, jealousy built up. 'What if she's seeing someone?' came unbidden to his mind. Shaking his head, he told himself that he shouldn't care.

"This week's lessons will be on potions that block normal body processes. Most of these potions are illegal, like ones that stop you form breathing, and others that may stop your heart or your digestive system.

"There is one in particular that is seriously illegal. It is called the Confutus Ventris, or, in slang terms, the Stomach Stopper. It takes all the saliva out of the mouth and stomach acid out of its respective place and transfers all of it to the rectum without ruining anything. It then blocks everything from going from the stomach to anywhere else except back up through the esophagus. Its color is a sort of discolored peach. No other potion looks like it, for it has purple drops floating on its surface when it is completed.

"Medieval wizards used this potion to make the stomach the ultimate blending machine. The stomach will still grind whatever goes down there, making it a solution. The potion, since it stops material from going through the intestines, makes the substance go the other way out. The vomit contains no bodily fluids, only what was put in there to begin with. The Ministry of Magic made this potion illegal because of a certain curse that needs this potion. That curse could destroy the world.

"Should the potion be made, there is an antidote. But you don't need it as the effects wear off after an hour." Snape paused and took a breath. "Once again, you can not take initiative and take notes. Five points from Gryffindor because your heads are not where they are supposed to be." He looked straight at Harry, who was doodling on his notebook. Ron nudged him to let him know that Snape had seen him doodling. Harry looked up, saw the items written on the board, and began copying them.

As they walked out, Elizabeth told Harry that what he had copied down was for the seventh years, not the sixth.

"I had to make it look like I was doing something," Harry commented.

"Snape's a rotten, unjust, unkempt, foul-minded, no-good, son of a—"

"Elizabeth!" Ron shushed. They had to be escorted to classes, and Snape was right in front of them.

The students were still allowed to go to Hogsmeade, as the town was completely safe. The last time they went there, Elizabeth decided to show Harry and Ron why she had been sneaking off at night.

"Where's some place we can go without being seen?" she asked.

"Stoat's Hill, but it's a bit of a climb to get there," Harry answered.

"Oh well, it'll be worth it, trust me."

The three of them went up to Stoat's Hill. They sat down in the cave where Sirius had lived for a few months.

"This means you're not leaving at night anymore, right?" Harry questioned Elizabeth anxiously.

"Right." Elizabeth took a deep breath. "I don't have it completely down, but it's nothing practice won't cure." She closed her eyes and appeared to be deep in concentration for about fifteen seconds. Then she began to change shape. After an agonizingly long wait, there was an animal that looked like a snake in her place.

It looked like a snake with wings and four reptilian legs. The main body color was silver with different markings all over. One particular symbol was black and blue and it showed a snake swallowing its own tail. The wings were blue, silver, and black.

The snake stood on its back legs, and Harry stood up with it. Harry noticed that the snake was the same height Elizabeth was when she was human. Then he saw her eyes. They were the colors of the earth from outer space, a pattern of green, white, blue, and brown. Harry was speechless.

"B-blood-dy hell," Ron stuttered.

Elizabeth changed back and looked at them, waiting for their opinion. "Well?"

"I repeat what I said before. Bloody hell," Ron said, this time without stuttering.

"That's amazing, Elizabeth. That's what you were doing in the library the whole time?" Harry asked.

"I was looking for the book for the longest time. McGonagall was wrong. The material is attainable at Hogwarts. Out in the open, too. But anyway, I finally tried it about a month ago. As you can see, I'm still a bit slow on transforming," she explained.

"Can you transform, again? I want to test out something," Harry requested. He wanted to see if she'd understand Parseltongue. She changed. "Can you understand me?"

"Yes, I can. I think Ron's a bit confused by this." Then she made a noise Harry recognized as a snake laughing.

Ron did look a bit perplexed. He had no idea what they were saying and he felt out of place. Elizabeth transformed back into a human.

"What's the symbol on your head? It looks like a snake eating itself," said Ron.

"It's called the uburous. It's a sign of unity; continuity; a never ending circle. It's some Wiccan thing I read about one time."

The three talked about Elizabeth's new form for the rest of the time. On their way back, Harry realized something. "Ron, have you ever seen something like that animal?" he asked.

"No."

"Then you've a faulty memory. Remember Charlie's Buto?"

"Right! But Elizabeth was bigger than the Buto."

"Just because the one we saw was small, doesn't mean it will stay that small."

"So you mean to tell me…"

"That Charlie's dragon is going to get bigger."

(A/N: Whoa, we're getting to the action scene!!! AHHH!!! It's great fun!!! Well…most of it is…One thing's not, but anywayz…This is so cool! We're almost finished!!!!!!!!!! That means the sequel will come out soon!!!!! AHH!!!! That one's my favorite. This has been a biotch to type and copy and transfer to this computer from my laptop, and I can't wait until all I have to do is upload the next chapter!!!!!!!)