Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Hp character's J.K. Rowling does.

Yes, I changed the summary, but it's still the same story!! Hopefully it doesn't confuse people. Maybe I should change it back, but I like this one better.

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Just as the Charmed ones were vanquishing the demon they've been waiting for something else was going on at Wolfram and Hart.

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It was about 2 months after Fred's Death. Wesley had left Wolfram and Hart to return to London, where he found another job, and for some reason he could not be contacted.

Angel, Gunn and Spike were having their weekly meetings, reviewing charts and budgets. Angel used this excuse to get everyone in the same room again. The work had lost its purpose after a while. They all seemed bored or tired all the time. Their day had turned into some sort of routine. Nothing changed much, and their lives just seemed to continue with no meaning, day in and day out.

Gunn was talking about some type of quarterly figure. Spike didn't seem to be listening, and Angel just looked like he was brooding or thinking about something very hard. Gunn talked, in a monotone voice. He didn't seem to care about the figures and was just regurgitating facts, and Spike well he'll always be Spike, but he did seem a little slow on his usual sarcastic comments—

"Angel!"

"Huh? Oh, what?"

"Well, what do you think?"

"Umm...its great, good job."

At the big confrence table that seated 12, only 3 seats were taken. This ordinary business meeting that just seemed part of their routine schedule, would in fact change their lives forever. In the next minute something happened that caused all of them to startle—CRACK!

A man appeared in the middle of the room.

"What the--?" Spike jumped out of his seat.

"Uh, sorry" Angel said, also standing up, "If you don't have an appointment you'll have to wait—

"This can't wait" the man interrupted. He spoke in a mysterious manner, and with his accent you could tell he was clearly British. The man was dressed in dark blue robes and was holding a wooden stick.

"I'm sorry, all clients have to—"

"I'm not a client, I do not intend to pay you. I am here to ask your help. I have a proposition you can't refuse."

"Actually, I can and I just did. So the exit is that way," said Angel pointing out the door.

The wizard looked at the door then back at Angel.

"Im sorry, you'll just have to here me out. I have a meeting scheduled for you and your friends with my boss."

"You're obviously not hearing me" said AngeL—

But Spike put his hand up to signal him to be quiet. "Give us one good reason why we should go."

"Because we need your help."

"Yeah, but—

"I thought you were the vampire that helped the helpless."

Spike and Gunn both looked at Angel. He had a feeling of obligation in him now.

"Just come to the meeting, and after you've heard it, then you may turn down the offer, but not now."

"I don't know, if you could just give us some time—

"Well," the wizard went on ignoring the fact that Angel even spoke. "You do care about the future I presume?"

They were all silent.

"You will," said the wizard.

"All right, where's the meeting?" asked Angel.

"England" the man replied

"What??"

"England" he replied again. "I can have you there in a second"

"You can have us there in a—"Spike started.

"Okay, now I think we need a minute, to discuss this." Angel quickly led the man out of the room. "Thanks" he added practically closing the door on his face.

Once they were by themselves they could discuss this logically.

"I'm going" Spike said almost immediately.

Or not, he thought.

"What? Spike how can you already—

"Look, you and I both know things haven't been the same, not for a while now. But we have a real chance to help people. And I've forgotten what that feels like, so I say we take it."

"He's right" Gunn added. "this place messes with your mind, I have to get out of this office, we all do."

They all looked around at eachother. Freds death had hurt them all. She was the one thing none of them wanted to loose. Her presence made everything better. No one noticed it before but it did. Plus it was first Cordeilia and now Fred. Sometimes "the good fight" just wasn't worth it. Not after all it cost you. There was a long silence when Angel finally said, "Well then, I guess were going to London."

Angel walked over and opened the door, the man was still standing there, where Angel had shoved him out.

Angel told him their decision, and the man seemed smiled bringing out what looked like a coffee cup.

"Here you all need to hold on to this." Said the wizard.

"Heh, a coffee mug?" Asked Angel.

The Wizard looked at him with a face expression, like 'what else?'

"Ok, just checking."

"It's a portkey. A wizarding transportation devise. I put a spell on it so it will take us right were we want to go."

"Oh, now it makes sense" Gunn replied.

"You're a wizard?" asked Spike.

"Yes, and now we all have to hold on to it at the same time or it won't work."

Everyone was reluctant to hold on to the cup, thinking this was some pshyco wizard but soon enough in a flash of brilliant light they appeared at Hogsmeasde. The wizard led them to a carriage led by the Threstals. It was a silent ride from when they entered into the carriage to when they arrived at Hogwarts.

"Yes I believe we're here" said the wizard, and they all filed out.

"It's bloody huge," Spike muttered. They all seemed amazed at the sheer vastness of the castle.

"We gotta go in there? Nuh-uh, I don't do big creepy mansions."

"This is a school."

"Wait, This big building is supposed to be a school?"

"Yes, a school of witchcraft and wizardry."

"Oh, of course." Spike answered.

"Why not." Gunn replied.

"I thought places like this were only legend. I mean I remember hearing stories, but I never thought they were real." Angel said.

"Of course there real. This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Wait, The Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" asked Spike.

"The one and only. You'll be meeting with the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore."

"I think I knew a wizard who graduated from Hogwarts in the 1800's." said Spike, mostly to himself as they walked into the caslte.

"How do we know this a'int a trap?—Wha—hey! Wait for me!"

The school was large inside and out, they took many twist and turns that all of them were sure they would have been lost if it wasn't for the Wizard leading them. Luckily it was between classes so they weren't any students.

"Oh, watch out for the staircases" the wizard told them. "They like to change."

At this comment, they all ran up the remaining steps wanting to get off the staircase as soon as possible. Another right and then left, and then he stopped. There they were, in front of two stone gargoyle statues.

"Lemondrops" They statues leaped aside to reveal a twisting staircase. They all entered and once they had all gotten into Dumbledore's office they saw 3 brown haired women also there, looking just as confused as them.

"Thank you for brining them Remus, can you tell Minerva, to come as well?"

They reply came as a 'yes' and he left.

They all introduced themselves and were seated when someone else walked in.

"You wanted to see me Profe..." his voice trailed off.

"Wesley?" Angel asked in disbelief. His voice was almost a whisper.

"Ahh, Professor Pryce, I see you two already know eachother." Dumbledore replied happily.

"Ahem, yes. Yes we do." He added the second yes with a smile.

"Aw man it's good to see you" Gunn said giving him his usual handshake and hug combined.

"We missed you Wes." Angel said smiling.

"Yeah, nice to have you back, now can we get on with the meeting?" asked Spike.

"Of course." Wesley answered taking a seat.

"Is everything good with the students?" asked Dumbledore.

"Well, I just gave them a project, pairing up Slytherins with Gryffindors, so I don't think there too fond of me right now."

Dumbledore chuckeled. "Ahh, yes, but it'll be good for them." He cleared his throat. "Pardon the interruption, you're all probably wondering what your doing here."

"Okay, if we're going to do this project then we have to do it right. Meet me in the Library at 3:30."

"Yeah, right Granger, meet yourself in the Library, I have better things to do."

"Malfoy get back here. We have to do this together."

"Or not"

She stared at him hard.

"Don't look at me Granger, I told you I'm busy.

"Fine, how about tomorrow." She said through half gritted teeth.

"I dunno." He answered shrugging.

"Is 4 good?" She asked, getting frustrated.

"Only for an hour."

"Oh- Good" Hermione said unsure of how to respond to Malfoy's suprising comprimise. "Don't forget your notes" she added walking away.

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Now, I want you to meet the Charmed ones. He said pointing to the 3 women in the room.

"The Charmed ones?" asked Angel

Yes.... said Wesley looking at them with wonderment. The 3 most powerful witches in the world."

"Yep, that's us." Phoebe piped up.

"So... are you guys wizards or something?" she asked with a nervous laugh.

"Oh, were human" Gunn spoke. "Them to are Vamps."

"Heh, come again?" Piper asked. They all seemed to take a step back.

"Oh, no need to worry," said Dumbledore, "they have souls"

"Heh, a vampire with a soul," said Paige. "You don't see that every day."

"Yes, well lets go down to business." Said Dumbledore sitting behind his

desk.

"Are you sure we can trust them?" she asked quietly out of the corner of her mouth.

"I have called you here to make an alliance."

"You're the one who rushed me up the stairs when I was trying to ask Leo." Piper muttered back.

"Shhh" Phoebe cut in putting her fingers to her lips.

"An alliance with a school?" Asked Angel

"Yes well I see I have a lot of explaining to do. I should probably inform you on a group we call the Order of Phoenix. We have been discussing the imminent threat of Voldemort, one of the darkest Wizards of our time. In one of our earlier meetings at the beginning of the school year we have learned that Voldemort is taking on new alliegances. We have found out Azkaban is no longer strong enough to hold wizards, for the Dementors have answered Voldemorts call."

"Uh, what's a Dementor," Angel interrupted.

"Thery're guards, or were, to the wizarding prison, Azkaban" Wesley explained. "Uh, Professor, do thinks it's wise to bring Spike and Angel into the situation with such creatures. I think it would prove more costly—

"I understand your concern Wesley, but I have full confidence in your friends."

"Wait, whats so bad about these Dementors." Angel asked.

Wesley looked at him for a moment before answering. "It's called the Dementors kiss...they have the ability to suck out your soul."

"Whoa, hold up, are we talking about the the ability to turn these two into Angelus and William the bloody?"

"What are you talking about? What happens when they don't have a soul?" asked Piper curiously.

"Uh, well...they—

"We go evil" Angel finished.

"And start killin' people." Spike added.

"Never the less" Dumbledore continued ignoring the girls expressions. "We have also reason to believe that Voldemort is aligning with other creatures as well. But only ones that can be controlled. You see Werewolves take on a life of there own when they turn, killing anyone, good or evil, but vampires they,--

"They can be organized" Angel finished just making the realization.

"Yes" Dumbledore said in a gravely tone.

"Yeah, but why would vampires go against wizards? Isn't that suicide?" asked Wesley.

"Not necessarily, most creatures have a special immunity to magic. Take giants for example, because of their massive size, stunning spells just repel right off them. And vampires, with their extreme strength and agility, they can repel off a number of defensive spells, so I imagine they stand a pretty good chance."

"And this is why you called us." Spike said more like a statement than a question.

Dumbledore studied them all for a moment without replying. "I am here to make an alliegnece with you, but mostly ask for your help. We are at a war here, that we can not afford to loose." His eyes went to the clock. "However, it's still your decision, you do not have to feel obligated." He paused for a while to let what he just said sink in.

"I'm sorry I have to go, I have a pressing matter to attend to. Your questions can be answered by Professor Lupin or Professor Mcgonagall. You will see them shortly. But for now I do wish that you would think this over, and get back to me in the morning."

Just as he finished the door opened to reveal Professor Mcgonagall like she was answering to a cue.

"Ah, good, Minerva," He turned back to the guests. "She will take you to her office. Good-day."

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"I say you do eenie meanie minie mo." Ron answered.

"Ron you can't use that to pick the new Beaters" Harry retorted.

"Yes you can, and I thought we were suppose to be studying."

"Oh yeah"

"Where are your books?" Ron asked.

"Oh, I left them in the common room. Here I'll go get them and you decide the new beater."

"Whatever" he said sighing. "Hurry up."

Harry rushed out of the Library and made his way to the Gryffindor tower. He was turning a corner when he spotted Hermione. He stopped, and looked at her for awhile before actually going up to her. Here goes nothing he thought.

"Hey Hermione"

"Hey" she replied not looking at him.

Okay, he thought. "Look I'm really sorry about what happened. And I promise I'll never lie to you again. You know I would never intentionally hurt you—

"I know." She put her hand up to stop him. "I know, and I don't even care about the present. That's not what I'm upset about"

Harry looked confused, which signaled her to continue. "I wish I could just forgive you and everything go back to normal, but this isn't even about my birthday anymore."

"What are you talking about?"

"You said something the other day, you didn't mean to, but you said it anyways." Ever since he mentioned it, it's been all she could think about. What could he possibly not want them to know?

Harry groaned, realizing what she meant.

"How long have you been hiding something from us?" she asked.

"Hermione, I don't want to talk about this."

"Why didn't you ever tell us" she ignored him. She wanted answers.

"It's complicated"

"So explain it to me"

"Hermione, I can't! It's not that easy. I wish I could, I really do—

"If you do, then just tell me!"

"Look would just stop prying and leave me alone! It's too dangerous, okay? He paused. "Your better off not knowing anyways."

She scoffed at him. "I think that's for me to decide, not you." she replied coldly and stalked off.

"Dammit" he swore silently. Why didn't she understand? If Voldemort, found out that his friends knew what the prophecy was, they were dead for sure. But it's not like they weren't being targeted anyways. So why not tell them? Ugh, this was so confusing, he didn't know what to do. He didn't want Hermione not speaking to him, but he wanted to protect as well. He sighed. This much thinking was giving him a headache.

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"Okay, I think we have it all figured out. We just need some time to think about it." Piper told her.

Professor Mcgonagall and Professor Lupin had answered all there questions about Voldemort, deatheaters, and practically the whole wizarding world in the last hour and a half.

"Professor?" came a voice at the door way. "Oh sorry, I'll just—

"Oh, that's okay dear, just wait inside."

"Alright, then" Lupin said wrapping the meeting up. "If you do have anymore questions I'm sure Wesley will know the answer. He's been here long enough."

"Yes, and this is Hermione Granger. I've asked her to take you to the Gryffindor tower, where you'll be staying."

"Hello...umm if you could just follow me I guess we can go."

"So your name's Hermione?" Paige asked as they were walking through the corridors.

"Yes, that's right."

"Oh, it's a nice name."

"Thank you"

"So..." Phoebe tried, making conversation, but her mind was drawing a blank. "I got nothing" she muttered to Piper.

"Uhh, do you like it here? Piper asked.

"Uh, Yeah-

"I was wondering" Angel cut in, "if you knew a guy named Harry Potter."

"Oh, I suppose you want to meet him" she said more to herself then to the group.

"Right, cuz he's famous." Spike said. Angel looked at him. But he ignored it. "Were huge fans."

"Well here we are." Hermione stopped in front of the Fat Lady. "But before we go inside, Professor Pryce? Can I switch partners?"

"What? No, there's absolutely no switching." Wesley answered.

"But you don't understand" She protested.

"Yes I do. You hate him or he hates you, right? I'm sorry but no switching."

"Lewlyen" Hermione grumbled. "I was going to say he's evil." She said stepping inside.

She spotted Harry sitting in front of the fire place doing homework."

She got his attention and he looked back. "Some people want to meet you. I'll be upstairs."

"Hermione, wait, Hermione!"

She was already at the foot of the stairway. "Look can we talk? I said I was sorry!" It was too late, she was already up and gone.

"Dammit" He had a habit of saying that. "Sorry" Harry apologized, just realizing the people standing in front of him.

"So you two know each other?" Spike asked sarcastically.

"About 5 years."

"Wow, that's—

"Wait you guys aren't reporters or anything?" Harry asked paranoid.

"No, just big fans." Phoebe went up and shook his hand. "It is an honor to meet you."

"Hi, uh-

"Oh, my names Phoebe. Hi."

"Uhh, honey, you can let go of his hand now." Piper told her.

"Oh, right," she walked back to line up next to Paige.

"No premonitions?"

"Not a thing."

"Great, you should have tried it on Hermione. Now he just thinks were weird."

"Hey, I'm working on it."

"Hi, I'm Angel, It's nice to meet you."

"You too—oh wait—"Harry shifted past him, spotting Ginny coming in the common room.

"Ginny, thank god. I need you to go upstairs and tell Hermione I need to talk to her."

"I'm sorry, but Hermione said not to—"

"Ginnny" he pleaded.

"Harry I can't."

"Please, you're the only one she'll listen too."

She finally sighed. "Oh fine, just get your stupid green eyes away from me."

"Thank you, so much. And before I forget you're the new chaser. Quidditch practice starts in 5 minutes." And he left her somewhat shocked and excited.

He told them all he had to leave and they could talk later. "Just make yourselves at home," he said walking out the portrait whole with his quidditch gear.

"Yes, I think I'll leave too, I have a million papers to grade." Wesley said. "We can catch up later, right?"

"Yeah, it was good to see you."

Wesley smiled and left. Leaving Gunn, Spike, and Angel with Phoebe, Paige and Piper.

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"So are you chicks single?" Spiked asked.

Phoebe laughed in a flattered tone.

"Spike," Angel had a warning tone to his voice, But he quickly changed his gaze to the girls, "I'm sorry, ignore him."

"No, that's okay" Paige replied, "We are."

Piper nudged her.

"Oh, right, except for Piper, she's married, well divorced, uh, they're still trying to work things out."

Piper rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant, look" she directed their attention to the book she was holding.

"Oh, cool, they have an article about us in their text books."

"Phoebe moved in to get a closer look when a tap came from behind.

"Huh!" she gasped.

Hermione withdrew her hand quickly, but it was too late a premonition was well on it's way.

Hermione looked shocked.

"What's wrong with her?" she asked.

"Whoa- Phoebe opened her eyes, and glanced at Hermione before looking to Piper.

"Uh, it's hiccups." Phoebe answered. She mimicked a fake hiccup and then said "see?"

"Okay...well dinner's in 3 hours, in the Great Hall."

"Thanks"

"I'll be in the library if you need me."

After she left Piper quickly asked, "What did you see?"

Phoebe noticed Angel, Spike and Gunn were also looking at her.

"Uhh...there was a man." She had to think quickly. "He was standing outside of the school." Yeah, that sounds believable.

"Well, what did he look like?"

Oh, great, now what? "Uhh...I don't know"

"What do you mean you don't know?"

Come oon, think, Phoebe, think, Oh- "He was wearing a black cloak," she continued, "with it's hood up. I didn't see his face." Hmm...she thought. I'm good.

"Was that it?"

"Uh, yeah, pretty much. It was all kind of a blur. I think I just need to rest."

"Yeah that's a pretty good idea, we'll see if you can remember more later." Piper suggested.

All three of them went up stairs to find their rooms.

"Hmmm, I wonder which one it is?" Paige asked as they wondered the upstairs.

"Umm, guys? How 'bout this one?" Piper suggested stopping at a door that had the word 'Guests' on it.

She opened it up and inside revealed 3 four-poster beds. With each of their luggage placed next to one.

"Wow" Phoebe stated. "This is nice." The rich red and gold gave the whole room a warm feeling.

There was a bed next to a window that Phoebe and Paige were fighting over. They both seemed to spot it at the same time and then noticed each other looking at it. They were obviously thinking the same thing because they took off running towards the bed at the same time. Not surprisingly the both arrived at the same time, and were still arguing while Piper unpacked.

---Meanwhile in the Guy's room---

Angel, Gunn, and Spike went upstairs as well. They found their rooms and were sorting through their luggage when they started to talk about the alliance.

"Look, you guys I'm just saying that we should stay neutral, It just seems like the best option right now. " Said Angel.

"How is that the best option?" Gunn asked.

"This isn't any of our business, and it's best if we just stay out of it."

"Business? The wizarding world turning evil isn't our business?"

"Look Gunn, we don't even deal with wizards in LA—"

"Not before. But what happens when they all go evil, you know if this Voldemort guy goes to power, this isn't just going to stay in London."

Gunn, I think you're buying too far into this, the situation can be handled....They don't need us." He added quietly. "The 3 of us aren't going to make a difference."

"Yes we can—

"NO we cant! If we couldn't even stop Fred from dying, Then how are we going to protect a whole school?! Why do it, if were just going to disappoint them?" Angel sighed and left the room.

Gunn and Spike were silent for a while. They didn't know how to react to Angel's out burst. But it got them thinking. Maybe he was right. Maybe they couldn't do it.

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Hermione glanced at her watch while sitting in one of the desk's at the library.

"4:15" she said aloud. "15 minutes late isn't that bad." She had already spent her time checking out several books that laid sprawled across the desktop.

"4:27" she stopped taking notes and went to find another book. Maybe he's busy she thought.

36 minutes later....

"5:03, that's it." She closed her books. He wasn't coming. I can't believe I actually thought he'd show up! She angrily walked out of the library carrying all her books, when she spotted Malfoy in the Great Hall with a group of Slytherins.

"Where were you?" she stormed up, not caring about the stares she got from the other slytherins.

He rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"You were suppose to meet me?"

"Oh, right" he smirked. "Sorry, I didn't feel like it." There were some sniggers from the Slytherins.

"This is just like you!" She was completely fed up with him. "You're arrogant, rude, and have no regard for anyone's feelings but your own—

"Do you really think I would waste my time with a mudblood?" he sneered. Some of the Slytherins were trying to hold in their laughter, but most of them couldn't control it.

Hermione whipped out her wand so quick, that they all seemed to take a step back. "Fine, don't help, but you'll regret it."

She shoved her wand back into her side as quickly as she took it out. She had only drawn it out to shut them up.

"What are you going to tell on me?"

She ignored him, and turned to walk away. But then the most horrible thing happened. Her foot got caught on her robe and she tripped, falling hard to the ground, as all her books went flying across the floor.

The roar of the Slytherin laughter was so loud it pounded in her ears. Her face was buring red, from embarrassment, and her hands were burning red from hitting the floor.

She got up and picked up her books, while the Slytherins were still laughing. Of all the people to witness her, why them?

She reached her last book, when a hand stretched across it, at the same time as hers. She looked up to see a guy holding the book out to her.

"Thanks—

"Here let me take those." He grabbed the rest of her books, and lead her out of the Great Hall.

"You didn't happen to see that?'' she asked once they got out.

"Uh, yeah." He smiled.

"Oh, god, I wonder how many other people saw me make a fool out of myself?"

"Don't worry, everyone embarrasses themselves at least once."

"Why me? And in front of Slytherins!?

He laughed.

"Oh, sorry" Hermione blushed. "I didn't introduce myself. I'm—

"I know who you are, I'm William Brody"

"Oh," Hermione was surprised that he knew her. "Your in Ravenclaw right?"

"Yeah—

"Hermione!" Harry was running up to her. "I've been looking for you everywhere." He turned and noticed the person standing next to her. "Oh, hey Will." Hey eyed him carefully. Why was he carrying her books?

"Hey—

Harry cut him off. "Hermione I need to talk to you."

"Can it wait a second Harry?"

"Oh, that's okay, I should probably get going anyways. I'll see you later" Will said, handing back her books, but Harry intervened.

"I'll take 'em." He reached for them.

"Oh, thanks," Hermione replied to Harry. "I guess I'll see you later." She waved.

They walked in silence until Harry had reached where he wanted to go. He led her into the D.A. class room.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Hermione asked not looking at him.

He sighed. "I know you're mad at me, but before I say anything, I wanted to give you this." He held out a parcel wrapped in green wrapping paper. "Happy Birthday"

Hermione's mouth was slightly open. "Harry I-

"Take it" he said holding it out even more.

She took it slowly and opened it. Inside revealed a small rectangle box. She looked at him before going on, but he only nodded for her to continue.

She opened the lid and gave a small gasp. Inside the box was a beautiful heart locket. The chain was a brilliant silver, and the heart opened so delicately Hermione thought it was going to break. She was speechless. The neckalace looked so breathtaking she thought it should be on display.

"Oh, my gosh"

"It was our plan all along." He told her. "Ron got you the jewelry box and I got you the jewelry to go with it."

"It's beautiful"

"I'm glad you like it" he smiled. They stared at eachother for awhile, but then Harry broke the moment. He cleared his throart. "Sorry, I didn't mean to distract you from what I really want to talk about."

"Oh, right." She said putting the gift away.

"Hermione do you know how you said, 'that's for me to decide not you'?

"Yeah"

"Well, I thought about it, and I still think it's too dangerous—

"Harry, I don't care, you know I would do anything for you-

"I know, and you deserve to know everything, so that's why I was going to say, your right."

"What?"

"Yeah, I hate keeping secrets from you guys."

Hermione was glad he finally came to that conclusion. She thought about all the things he could possibly be hiding and curiosity was getting the best of her.

"You remember that night at the Department of Mysteries? With the glass sphere?"

"How could I forget?" she answered painfully recalling the events that took place.

"Yeah", he agreed, "Well, inside that sphere contained a Prophecy."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Heh" here goes nothing Harry thought. "Apparently Dumbledore knows more than he's letting on." He started.

End of Chapter 6

A/N...Yay, Harry tells Hermione about the Prophecy. No more secrets right? We'll see...hehehe. Don't worry he'll tell Ron later.

SORRY!!! I know it took me longer that usually to update, but school started so I have a lot of homework!!! Plus I had a writer's block, It sux! But I've decided to try and keep my updates constant, so I'm going to try and update every 2 weeks!!

In the next chapter you will find out what Phoebe's premonition really was about, and hmm...that's all I can say. So what did you think? Did you like Angel in the story?? Please Review!!!!!!!!!! .

I'm sorry, I was in such a hurry to post this chapter I forgot to respond to the reviews!!! So I'm responding now.

Responses: I don't know if I'll make Voldemort the source of all evil, because then, it goes too much into charmed, and then I have to bring in demons and everything, so I'm sticking to him being an evil wizard.

Yes, I found out Hermione's b-day was Sept. 19th after I posted the chapter, but I was close, wasn't I? Thank you for telling me, if you find any more mistakes please tell me.

And if you know any British terms, as well, please tell, I would really appreciate it. Thanks for flashlight and Hallway, I don't know if I'll use torch, but I'll definetley use corridor...

Yes, Ginny and Avery are a couple, and I don't know about Will and Hermione, anything is possible!!! Please review, and if you have any ideas, feel free to tell me about them.