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mrf... this is sort of a filler chapter... not too interesting, Sorry.

Later that day, Jasmine was sitting in the common room, having just came back from the room of requirement (AN- You think I'm going to tell you what she was doing, yet?!) when Harry, Ron and Hermione came in. They walked up to her.

"Braccae tuae aperiuntur" she said by way of greeting to Ron.

"What does that mean?" he asked, think that anything said in latin must be important. Jasmine had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

"Your fly is open" she grinned as he blushed as red as his hair, zipping up his pants. The other two teens laughed as well.

"Quid quid latine dictum sit, altum videtur," Jasmine said with a laugh.

"What does that mean?" Ron asked warily, making sure he didn't forget to do anything else when he was in the bathroom.

Jasmine started to crack up, "Anything in Latin sounds profound.. that's all I said." She grinned.

The next day, the four teens were in History of Magic class, not paying attention to Binns, when Jasmine threw a ball of fire towards Harry's desk. He jumped as it hit it but it dissapeared as soon as it hit it. Words burnt into the wooden desk before quickly disappearing. They read:

Meet me in the Room of Requirement after this class. It's important. Bring Ron and Hermione.

Harry was met by a rather odd sight when he went to the room of requirement. There was Jasmine and Selena- okay. Then there was that guy - Antonio - and four other people that Harry did not recognize.

Jasmine plastered a smile on her face. "Hey Harry! Ron, Hermione. This is my family-" She pointed to an older man and woman and another boy that looked about the same age as Antonio. "This is my mom, dad, and brother, Ares. And he is Enea-" She pointed to the fourth person, a boy that looked about Harry's age, but was probably much closer to Jasmine's elvish age. He had silver hair and ocean blue eyes.

"He is the last remaining water elf in the world, as far as we know, though he won't tell us. He doesn't speak english." She pulled a face, "I believe you already know him," she jerked her head in the general direction of Antonio.

Harry also noticed that Fawkes was also there. Selena continued to inform them why they were all there."I know this seems like short notice, but we've been planning this for a few day's now, us elves. That book Voldemort stole-" She ignored Ron's flinch, "-we need it. He absolutely cannot have that book, it has some very dangerous things in it. Once he figures them out, we're all toast. Dumbledore knows that we're going to get it today. Jaz and I finally found out where they are keeping it, and it's not going to be easy to get back.

"You guys don't have to come, I know you don't think it's your problem, but it really is going to affect you. You don't have to help but it would really do us all well if you did." Serena appeared to be finished with her speech, but she hadn't needed it; there was no way Harry was not going to help.

"See," Jasmine added, "We even got Anthony to help." She threw a glare at the evil elf. He grinned lazily.

"I was just about to say the same to you." He replied cooly. Harry was fairly certain that that was the first time he'd heard Antonio speak english. He had an old-sounding British accent.

"Pro di immortales! Children, stop your bickering!" Jasmine's mother stepped in. "Jasmine, do you always speak to his highness like this? It is unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable!" Her mother looked angry.

"Pueri pueri, pueri puerilia tractant, so I do not mind" Antonio assured Jasmine's mother. That annoyed Jasmine, if possible, even more.

"Did you just call me a child?!" she looked just about ready to kill him.

Enea said something in a language Harry didn't understand or recognise and Ares nodded. Yeah, we've got to leave now if we want to do this properly..."

I know, this was a really bad chapter, sorry. Was it too confusing?Please tell me... now, click that little button on the bottom left hand side of the screen and review! hehehe

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translations:

Pro di immortales!- Good Heavens! (In Latin)

Pueri pueri, pueri puerilia tractant- Children are children, therefore children do childish things