Disclaimer: You know, I'd gotten lazy, but now I have to write this again: While as much as I know you'd all like me to own Harry Potter, if for some reason you actually believe I do I'm sure you neighbor hood insane asylum would be glad to help you out, just like they helped me through my faze last time. (I am J. K. Rowling, I am! You people just don't believe me sticks out tongue at doctors) Yes, they say I've made progress (I'm Hermione Granger, I realized that a while back you know, J.K.'s just my mommy) Yep, I've made GREAT progress.

PROLOGUE

Harry tossed and turned in his bed. Artemis had just woken up again, demanding to be fed. Now she was back in her crib, sleeping peacefully. Harry, on the other hand, couldn't get back to sleep. Something was nagging at the back of his head, a feeling of complete wrong had come over him and he couldn't get rid of it. It was raining outside, hard, and he could hear it beating down on top of the roof, adding to his malcontent.

After graduation, he had bought a house out in the country with Sirius, since everyone else had managed to pair off, even Remus had found true love in Tonks, much to Sirius's eternal amusement. Hermione and Severus had built a house quickly next door to Melissa and Tom, while Anna Marie Dumbledore (she had confined in Hermione that she refused to keep the name her father had tarnished so) had one constructed across the street. Ron and Padma, much to everyone's surprise, had moved into an apartment in London while Ginny and Draco had gone to live in Malfoy Manor, working through it to purge out all of Lucius's littletoys.

During the day Harry went into the new addition of Diagon Alley that he been built special for his project, the New Hope foundation, but still, Harry felt something was missing.

And tonight he could feel it even more strongly. Groaning, he got up and shuffled out of his room and downstairs, passing Sirius's room (the log didn't wake up, not surprising) and past Artemis's. Here, Harry poked his head in and looked at his daughter for a moment. It still seemed strange after spending those few days, which seemed like so much more now, with the grown Artemis to see her as a baby still.

Yawning, he walked down the stairs and entered the small living room and plopped down on the couch. Next to it was a small table that had only a lamp and the book Harry was currently reading on it. He picked up the book and turned on the lamp. Rubbing his eyes he tried to pick up where he had left off but his attention kept wavering to the feeling of wrong he was sensing from all around him now. Then the light flickered and died. Harry quickly put the book down and grabbed his wand that he had put in his robe pocket. In the darkness he could make out two outlines.

"Hello Harry," said a pleasant, female voice.

"Aphrodite," a man with a harsh yet whiny tone of voice said. "Stop with the pleasantries, we're here to bring him to the Hall, nothing more."

"Fine, Hermes," Aphrodite sighed. "Come along like a good boy and we won't hurt you." She waved her hand up and Harry felt his eyes close without his consent and felt a deep calm wash over him, an enchanted sleep.

When he woke up he was bound with rings of light around his ankles and wrists. A beautiful woman who had a dark tan, long, silky looking blonde hair, a halter top and low, cut off jeans, not to mention a belly-button ring on top of several earning going up both ears, sat on the opposite side of the white room, watching him.

"So you're finally awake?" she asked. "Good."

"Luna?" he said, shocked. "My God, you're so, so different!" She smiled sadly.

"I know, and its only been what, two months since you've seen me, huh," her smile became crooked. Harry gaped at her. Luna shifted position a little, seemingly to get more comfortable.

"Um, Luna," Harry asked tentatively. "Where are we?"

"The Hall of Time," she answered easily. Harry remembered Severus and Hermione telling of their experiences in here.

"Why are we here?" Harry asked.

"Who brought you here?" she asked in reply.

"I think it was these two called Aphrodite and Hermes," he answered, trying hard to recall correctly.

"But you were asleep when they brought you here so Hypnos must have been there too," Luna said thoughtfully. "Interesting combination if I do say so myself."

"What are you trying to tell me?" Harry demanded but Luna gave him a look. A minute later part of the wall, Harry realized there must be a door there, opened and in stepped several figures, none looking too friendly at all.

CHAPTER 1: Stones of the Connection

Hermione was out in the garden when Ron rushed over, frantically calling her name.

"Hermione, Hermione!" he yelled, spotting her. She stood up and brushed off her hands that were covered in dirt.

"What is it, Ron?" she asked, concerned. Something was clearly upsetting him and badly. "Did something happen with Padma?" Ron scowled at her for a moment, he was still touchy about the subject of his rather shaky relationship with Padma. He refused to tell anyone what had finally changed their minds about each other. Then his face became grim.

"Worse," he told her. "It's Harry."

"Harry?" Hermione gasped. "Wh-what's happened to him?"

"He's gone missing, 'Mione," Ron said sadly. "Last night. Sirius found him gone this morning and he didn't go to work. No one knows what's happened to him. Sirius says, and I agree, Harry would not have run off, not without Artemis, and she was still there in her crib. But no one knows who took him. We think it might have been one of the remaining death eaters."

"But," Hermione said, thoughtfully. "Harry couldn't have been over powered by just one rouge death eater. So either there's a lot more out there than we think and they banded together, which is unlikely, or something happened that we aren't thinking of." Ron's face darkened.

"For his sake, 'Mione," he said softly. "I hope you're wrong, I hope we're all wrong."

"Yeah," she said in quiet agreement. Ron looked up at the sky, dejectedly.

"Well, I guess I should be going now," he blushed, mumbling, "PadmaandIhaveadate." Hermione caught on to his mashed up words and grinned.

"Have fun," she teased gently. He scowled at her before smiling in return and walking away. Waiting until he was out of sight, Hermione ran into the house and into the library where Severus was sitting, looking anxious, holding a round, green and glowing stone in his hand.

"Who is it?" he asked slowly.

"Harry," she said, tears springing up into her eyes. She blinked them back impatiently. "And how did you know?" Severus sighed and pointed to the book on the table.

"Your father had quite and interesting collection of books," he said dryly. "I've even managed to find a few that won't kill you upon opening them, like this one for example. Remember when we went through Dumbledore's office and found this," he held up the stone in his hand. She nodded, it had been quiet a memorable day, finding what the former headmaster had cleverly hidden away in that office.

"Well I've been doing some research on it and came across this," he gestured for her to read it. She bent down, a couple paragraphs were highlighted.

# The connection stones are a powerful and most ancient force. It is rumored that the god and goddesses of old created them to bring humans into their service. While little is known about them, many researchers over the years have determined that there are 7 stones:

Green- stone of the missing Silver- stone of the mind Scarlet- stone of the heart Aquamarine- stone of the controlling Gold- stone of the mortals Black- stone of the bond Crystal- stone of the end

While it is usually impossible to find these stones, if somehow one comes into your possession, it can lead you to find all the others. Green will find Silver, Silver will find Scarlet, and so on. It is unlikely that you would happen to stumble upon any but Stone of the Missing, since it is the least powerful of all. Alone, the stones can do nothing but find the others, for the most part. However, Stone of the Missing will begin to glow if someone close to the holder is captured. Together it is unknown what powers the stones will have, except for a few combinations:

Green and Black will locate a missing person Silver and Scarlet will heal a dying person Aquamarine and Gold will allow a single person to fully control another

It is unclear if Crystal has any purpose. #

"So," Hermione said. "Do you know if-"

"If any of this is true?" Severus guessed. Her eyes told him yes. Severus said slowly, "The stone has been glowing since before I came in here, and you have just told me that Harry is missing. Let us assume that the part about the Stone of the Missing glowing is true. So that might mean that all the other parts are true as well."

"And if Harry is captured and what is written is true," Hermione said, thinking off Severus.

"Then if we could find the Stone of the Bond then we could locate Harry," Severus continued. They looked at each other, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.

"We should," Hermione said. Severus gritted his teeth.

"But we don't know how long it would take, we don't even know if its worth it," he pointed out negatively. "And what would we tell people. Oh yes, they'd let us go right off if we told them we were off on a quest to find six stones so that we could find Harry. More likely they'd lock us up in St. Mungos!"

"Then we won't tell them," Hermione said calmly.

"Why are you so positive about this?" Severus asked after a moment. "Normally you'd be the one who'd hesitate and want to do more research before even thinking about going on some crazy search."

"Harry's been one of my best friends for over seven years," Hermione explained softly. "And I know he has a knack for getting into terrible trouble. This sounds like the best way to help him, and I trust your findings, I trust you. And I know you well enough that you were planning to see if you could find all these stones anyway, so why not try and help Harry while your at it?" Severus scowled.

"Fine, but if anything happens, or if it takes too long, we're coming back home," he warned. "I still have to, we still have to teach when school starts." Hermione smiled slightly, she had taken the position of DADA professor (Anna Marie was now the headmistress).

"All right, that sounds fair," she said agreeably. Severus was still scowling. Leaning over she kissed him. That seemed to cheer him right up.

So, this is it! First chapter & prologue of Pieces of a Shattered People. Hope you like it. Please tell me if it seemsa bit rushed, I wasn't sure about that. And now another wonderful question for you wonderful people who did such an AWESOME job last time for suggestions for a girl for Harry. This time I don't need a name, I need a description. I hope you be as willing to help me as before.

All right, here it is. In the next story Sirius is going to meet a lovely woman named Alianna White. What I need you people to do is tell me.

A: Her hobbies

B: Her appearance

C: Her family names/ friends names

D: If your from the U.S, this might be easier than if your not: Her state and city (she's American)

F: And maybe little personality quirks

BUT I do NOT want any history, that I've managed to plot out (I think) So pwease, pweety PLEASE help me with this. PLEASE REVIEW!