Rose was rushed out of the classroom. In the pandemonium that ensued, Professor Dumbledore was forced to put a silencing charm on the whole class. Once everyone had calmed down somewhat, he took off the spell. At once, he was bombarded with questions.

"Is she alright?"

"What happened?"

"Where'd she go to?"

"Can we see her again?"

Dumbledore shook his head gravely. "She will be fine. She just used up a little more energy than she usually does. Each year, I take her to the first lesson of one of my sixth-year Psyche classes. She does the same routine every year – except she doesn't use up that much energy. If you ask any older student, you will find out that they only see her once.

The truth is, Annie-"

Here, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lindsey shared a furtive look at the mention of her first name,

"-is really quite powerful and could be dangerous. You will never see her again, and I must insist that you speak about her only among yourselves. Now," he said, taking out a notebook, "I want you all to take the following notes."

At this, he started a long lecture on telepathy. Halfway through, Ron started shaking a little. Hermione looked on and asked him what the matter was. Upon hearing her concern, Harry whipped around as well. Ron was in fact shaking with suppressed laughter. He whispered hoarsely to Harry, "So that was what the twins meant by, 'nice visual effects!'"

Hermione rolled her eyes.

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Later that day, the Gryffindor Three had officially welcomed Lindsey into their group. This made them now the Gryffindor Four, which rhymed and sounded much better anyway. This wonderful rhyming was undone by the initiation of Ginny. Ginny had latched herself on to the group as well, although Ron largely suspected that was because of Lindsey.

So, the group of five now was talking under the guise of doing homework. Even though Dumbledore had told them not to discuss Rose, they had revealed everything to Ginny as well. Lindsey had the floor at the moment; while Ginny was seated firmly at his side. He was laughing.

"I think it's really weird. To be introduced to this person you've never seen before in your life and never see her again; while coincidently, she lives just above you." He shook his head at the irony.

Ron was lying on his back with his head in Hermione lap. "Yeah. Hey," he said suddenly, his voice dropping to a conspiring tone. "It'd be so cool if we snuck up there and visited her."

Lindsey grew pale. "My mother would skin me alive!" he whispered. "She's a teacher and everything. And what would Dumbledore do?" he sounded freaked out.

Hermione beamed. "Good. At last, I'm not the only sensible person in the group. I mean, really, Ron," she scolded her boyfriend, "Why on earth would you do such an irresponsible thing like that? You could get in so much trouble." She looked to Lindsey for backup, but he had a strange look on his face. She raised an eyebrow and look questioningly at Harry and Ginny for what they thought.

Then, Lindsey cracked up laughing. "What am I so concerned about? I'd love to do something irresponsible! I haven't done something bad for a long, long time. I want to break some rules, pull some pranks…have fun!" He ended his speech standing, with one hand over his heart and staring towards the heaven in a patriotic pose.

Harry shook his head incredulously. "You really are your father's son, you know?" he said, referring to all the trouble and pranks pulled by the Marauders in their time.

All the others, save Hermione, also started laughing. They nodded vigorously, and all began making plans. Hermione, seeing it was a losing battle, finally gave her consent.

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At midnight, they all snuck out of bed and crept down to meet in the common room. Harry was prepared with the Marauders' Map, the Invisibility cloak his father had left him and a whole lot of nerves. He was feeling slightly nauseous about directly disobeying Professor Dumbledore. Then, too late, he realised that there was no way that all five rule-breaking Gryffindors were going to fit under the cloak.

After puzzling this for a minute or two, he tried to fit as many as possible under the cloak. Only three fit: himself, Ron and Hermione, and that was only by stretching it to its complete limit. That left Lindsey and Ginny with no cover from Filch, or any other teacher or prefect. Lindsey smiled broadly.

The dark-haired youth took out his wand and whispered an incantation. In a flash of yellow light, he transformed into a tiny black kitten. With a small meow, he gazed up at them all with big, feline, green eyes.

Ginny and Hermione both made really weird 'aaaww' noises and dropped to the floor to have a closer look at him. Ginny clapped her hands to her face and had an ecstatic grin all over her feature. She picked up his tiny form, cradling him gently.

"Oooooh, what a cute kitty!" she squealed, and started stroking him under the chin. Lindsey, now turned into Felix the cat, purred happily. Ron went slightly pink and muttered something about 'indecent behaviour' from under the cloak, and Harry just shook his head, chuckling.

"I forgot to mention he is Animagiamo," he explained. "This means he's kind of like an Animagus, but he still has to use a wand. His name when he's a cat is Felix."

Ginny bit her lip with rapture. "Isn't he just an adorable kitten?" she cooed.

Hermione opened her mouth in a small 'O' shape. "We can turn Ginny into an Animagiamo as well!" she said triumphantly. The black kitten in Ginny's arms purred louder and swished its tail. That was what Lindsey had been planning the whole time.

Hermione uttered the incantation she had heard Lindsey say moments before, and in a flash of yellow light, Ginny slowly began to shrink. Felix/Lindsey fell from her arms and landed gracefully on all fours on the flagstone floor. Ginny's whole body shrunk and changed shape until she was a tiny, tiny finch with a streak of red running down both her wings.

With a twitter, she flew up to the ceiling and circled them for a while. Ron smiled broadly. "I think her new name should be Tweet."

Then, Harry stepped back under the Invisibility cloak and said, "Great! Now the three of us need to become Animagiami as well. But that can wait. Let's go and visit Rose!" With a grin, they all began the trek up to the Tower.

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Ten minutes later, (it was dark, so obviously they had all become extremely lost and thus taken a long time, not to mention the fact that they had to escape Filch), They were standing outside the door to Rose's chambers. Well, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were. Felix was facing the brick wall opposite the door. With a poof, he turned back into Lindsey. Ginny also turned back from being Tweet to Ginny again. They all looked at Lindsey expectantly.

With a glazed look on his face that could only be described as an adrenaline rush, he picked up his wand and slowly held it to the crystal shard lodged deep in the crevice between two bricks. In a rush of red light, it expanded into a large crest bearing a Phoenix. The five of them suddenly looked terrified at the sudden light. What if it had woken somebody? What if Filch saw it and came?

They all panicked and looked around, alarmed. After a minute, when there was no sign of activity and they had deemed the exercise safe, they slowly pushed the crest aside and walked in.

Lindsey looked around for Rose; familiar with his surroundings. The others encompassed the room with awe. Lindsey had described it to them, but that was nothing compared with actually seeing it. They were enjoying a good, old-fashioned snoop when they heard a noise. A voice. It wasn't Rose. It wasn't even female.

Harry's heart skipped a beat…or two…or three…when he recognised the voice. His stomach turned to ice and he grew ashen. "Crap!" whispered. "It's DUMBLEDORE!!!!!!!!"

The five of them clapped their hands to their faces in horror. They cast around desperately for a place to hide. Harry slapped his forehead when he remembered that their Headmaster could see through Invisibility cloaks. He dove underneath the table in the Meeting Room. Ron followed, dragging Lindsey under with him. That left Hermione and Ginny out in the open. Near hysterical, the two girls wrung their hands, searching for a place to hide from Dumbledore.

What would he do if he found them? They weren't supposed to be up this late ever, not to mention the fact that they were never to see Rose again and that this Tower was out of bounds. Also, Lindsey and Harry had both promised not to breathe a word about this to anyone at all. They were sooooooooo busted!

The two girls were in serious panic mode by now. The three boys looked on helplessly, wanting to help but unable to. Then, their brains prevailed. Or at least, Hermione's did. Hermione leapt on top of the table and cast a quick spell on herself, making her completely void of colour. Then, she cast a second spell, this one a feather-light charm. She jumped towards the ceiling and now, since she was weightless, hung on to the chandelier. Ginny quickly followed suit. Since they were light and colour free, they blended in perfectly with the white ceiling. No one would ever guess they were there. Well, it worked in theory; one could never be certain with Dumbledore.

With a creak, the door opened on the other side of the room and Dumbledore stepped inside the Meeting Room. He was having a conversation with Rose.

"Are you sure you're alright, sweetheart?" he said in a concerned voice.

"I'm fine, really." Rose answered, coming out. "I just don't know what's up with Draco. And I really want to find out. Also, that Aurora girl – I need to talk with her some. She may look fine, but there's something really troubling her. I need to do some more work with both of them."

She swayed a little, and leant against the doorframe, her head against her temple. "…just not yet. My head is killing me, and my powers ain't that crash hot right now," she said weakly, with a smile.

Dumbledore shook his head. "Off to bed, missy." He said firmly. "You need rest."

She nodded and he swept out. "I'll be back in an hour or so," he called as he left the Meeting Room.

"Okay," she called out, and sighed as the door shut.

As soon as he had gone, she started to make her way back through the Sphere to her bedroom. As she passed, it became evident that she had no idea that there were five people watching her. She began to sing "I like Aeroplane Jelly" quite loudly, a thing most people only do when they're quite certain they're alone. She then began to get changed into her nightgown. Thankfully, she did that in her bedroom, so no one had to see. All this time, all five Gryffindors were still in their hiding places in the Meeting Room. They saw her come out in a white, lacy nightgown and hold out her hand. Instantly, the pink crystal sitting in the corner went zip across the room into her open hand. Five jaws dropped simultaneously with surprise. Since when was she telekinetic? Why didn't they know this?

They cast these thoughts aside and watched as Rose slowly walked to her bedroom, crystal under her arm. She went inside and closed the door so it was only open a crack. Then they made their move.

As one, all five Gryffindors came out of their hiding places and grouped together. They had calmed down a bit, but were still a little pumped. They looked at each other with devillish grins, and tiptoed towards her room.

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After a long day, Annabelle Rose walked into her bedroom and threw herself on her bed. She lay spread-eagled, and yawned loudly, stretching. Then, she curled herself up under the covers and held up her hand. In a jiffy, all the faerie lights faded. Her room was usually like looking at star-filled night sky: very dark, with pinpricks of light. As soon as the faeiries faded out, it was completely plunged into darkness.

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Harry and co. stepped into her bedroom. Instantly, they were stopped by one thing. They couldn't see diddly squat. Hermione brought out her wand and whispered 'Lumos'. The other four did the same. There was a small murmuring, whispering sound; then it was almost like billions of wands had lit up from the Lumos spell. There were billions of tiny, minuscule lights all around the room. It created a twilight atmosphere.

The two girls bit their lips to refrain from letting out long 'Ooooooooohs' at the enchanting atmosphere it created. Then, they looked onto the bed. There, amid the white sheets and pillows, lay a girl with long, golden orange hair. She was asleep, and was sleeping quite peacefully. She would have continued to do so if it weren't for her Inner Eye, which screamed out "YOOO-HOOO!" in her dreams. With a start, she sat bolt upright in bed. She looked around, wide-eyed, and saw five people staring down at her.

Needless to say, she screamed. And screamed. And screamed. After half a moment, which seemed to the Gryffindor five like an eternity, Rose realised who she was screaming at.

She jumped out of bed and raced over to the other side of her room. She glared vehemently. Harry was strongly reminded of the looks Aunt Petunia had often sent his way.

"What….why…how…?" she spluttered, shocked. "What do you think you're doing here?" she demanded. "How dare you! You're not allowed here at all! I thought you had much, much more sense than this. Of all the stupid, irresponsible things! You could get caught, Dumbledore will murder us!" she shrieked. Clearly, they had scared the living daylights out of her.

After pacifying her, they all sat on her bed. They were all talking avidly about her lifestyle and her powers.

Throughout all this, Hermione was staring around her. Rose noticed this and smiled. "So, do you like my room, Hermione?" she said.

Hermione grinned. "I love it! How do you get the effect of all those little lights?" she inquired. It really was a beautiful sight. Rose smiled, and proceeded to tell them all about the interesting little creatures.

Some might think this to be annoying, but there is a big difference between fairies and faeries. The conventional fairy is a small, annoying creature like a pixie, which is content with talking noisily with a shrill voice and cause mischief. At this statement, Harry, Ron and Hermione shared a pointed glance and Ron let out a cough that sounded a lot like, 'Lockhart'.

Rose went on to say that Faeries are smaller - only the size of a thimble - and they never speak, despite their intelligence. Faeries keep to themselves, but had special powers. If ever a muggle did something wrong in the Medieval age, the faerie would stop it instead of the witch or wizard they lived with. The main controversy in that age was around witch-burnings, although the people in Ireland at least got the right idea. The Irish blamed the 'dark faerie' for anything bad that ever happened, and they weren't far off. A German man called Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote a poem in 1782 about the dark faerie, which rode with the Wild Hunt. They were minions to the Erl King, the title of his poem.

Hermione nodded intelligently. She knew that poem, and proceeded to recite it in full. They were up for ages talking and laughing, until Rose let out a shrill shriek.

"OMIGOD OMIGOD OMIGOD!!!" she yelled out. "Professor Dumbledore said he'd be back in an hour!" She looked around at their panicked faces with dismay.

"Run for it!"

A/N

Wooohooo this is involving. CLIFFY!!! I have to ask, are you people happy with how long my chappies are? If not, tell. I try to update once a week, so sorry if the last one was late.

Ryan: oh my, you are a sweetie : ) thanks for all that encouragement. It makes me feel loved.

Everyone else: why does everyone think there is a Rose/Harry ship??? hmm well I have some strong opinions about this fic and can I just say that Harry made it clear who he has the hots for earlier, and it ain't Rose, I can tell ya. squeals I love this suspense!

I want to tell everyone that I just luurve Lindsey. If you want further imaging, those of you who have seen the first season of Buffy? He kinda looks like a really young Angel, with the black tight pants and yummy white silk shirts. But only 1st season, cause after the third he starts looking really old and I like Lindsey YOUNG. Oh and Rose's hair? Kinda like Nicole Kidman's orange/gold look.

Review, it makes me feel loved. Please? - Rose-Riddle3223