A/N – OH MY GOD!!!! POA RULES PEOPLE!!!!! I LOVED IT!!! Daniel RADCLIFFE IS SOOOOOOOOOOO HOT!!!!!!!

Now...

Lilliana-Rose: What is it that you don't get? Those two chapters were a bit warped anyway so...

Trouble Maker Queen – Your Story is HEAPS good! I was tired last night, and only going to read the first chapter, but you got me hooked!

Ok... Also, I'd like to ask all of my wonderful, fantastic reviewers out there to go and read a story that's written by a friend of mine... It's called "Two Grounds" by Radcliffe'sChick (Yeah right Linda... He's mine and you know it!) It's a Draco/O.C. Story, and actually quite funny... I'm her Beta, Rusty the Beta dog... so yeah... Enjoy this chapter... and I hope you like her story!

Chapter 32 – Fighting Fire with Fire

"Good Practice everyone!" Jamie grinned as the Gryffindors trudged back to the change rooms, Lead by Bec, who was hurrying to get to band.

"Since when has Hogwarts had a concert band?" James asked Remus.

"Since ever... technically, I should be hurrying with her, but I can't be bothered to go to band... too early..." Remus yawned widely.

Lily and Frances walked into the hall during the last few triumphant moments of 'To dance in the Secret Garden', and grinned at Bec whist she packed up.

"That sounded good..." Frances nodded in agreement.

"Hey Guys!"

Frances scowled.

"Hey yourself..."

Lily raised an eyebrow.

"What's up with..." Frances cut her off.

"I just don't understand you two! One minute it's 'If James Potter/Sirius Black get anywhere near me, I swear, I'm going to kill them!' and then the next minute, you're snogging! Someone please explain to me what the fuc..."

"Miss Stockaz... Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you..." Professor McGonagall swept into the room, and tapped Bec on the shoulder.

"Oh... Alright..." Bec turned, and started for the headmasters office, when a hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"Take Miss. Evans and Miss. Liu with you..."

"OK..." The three turned, and left the hall.

"Cockroach cluster!" The Gargoyle sprung aside, and the girls ascended the staircase. Before opening the door, Bec stopped, pulled up her knee-high grey socks, and smoothed her school skirt.

"Ready?"

Frances raised her eyebrows, and pushed the door open.

"After you..."

"Ah... Miss Stockaz... I'm glad to see you're here..." Bec's eyes danced over the equipment behind Dumbledore, and she gasped when she noticed the light-bulb out on one indicator.

"It can't be... But who... when... where... how..."

Lily looked puzzled.

"But more importantly... what?"

"Do you wish to tell them Miss. Stockaz, or shall I?"

Bec sank into a seat and waved the professor on. She stared down at her shoes, and could only think... Who?

"At Birth, Miss. Stockaz was given the rare gift of group telepathy. She could pass her gift onto five others both at will, and unknowingly, thus creating a group with a special bond and connection, that can only be broken by death. Once this connection has been made, the people inside the group can be only pure of heart, and soul. Unknowingly, she passed the gift onto you two, and once she discovered this, Bec vowed to keep track of her power, and who she gave it too, but her watch slackened with recent events, and the power was again passed onto three others, their identity to yet be confirmed. I called you here today, because once the transfers are complete, you only have 48 hours before the powers start driving you insane, and destroying your being. The powers only arise after the completion of a ritual, in which all 6 of you must take part. It is up to Miss. Stockaz to use her mind to discover the identity of the other three people..."

Lily's mouth formed an O shape, and Frances just stared.

"Cool..."

"Probe out with your mind... who do you see..." Bec sat cross legged on the floor with her eyes closed in Dumbledore's office.

"I see the three figures... moving around the castle, together... I see a fourth figure... a Slytherin approach them... I can see his face... It's Snape... Snape starts hassling a black figure... His face is coming into the light... It's Remus..." Frances looked shocked.

"Good... who else do you see?"

"No-one yet... wait... another one is coming from the darkness... He has brown eyes... Black hair... It's... James..."

Lily slapped a hand to her forehead.

"The figures are going now... the Tallest one remains in shadow... he's just been stopped by Professor McGonagall... He's being sent up here..."

Bec's vision was confirmed by a pronounced knocking at the door.

Dumbledore indicated Lily to go, and she gingerly opened the door.

What Bec saw made her sigh in relief.

"Er... Professor? Prof. McGonagall sent me up here to see you..." He laid his black eyes on the blonde girl, collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily.

"Bec? You alright?"

"Just fine, Siri... Just fine..."

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, and watched the six infront of him.

"Right... everyone hold hands with the people next to them..." Bec took charge.

"Close your eyes, take long, deep breaths, I can only start once we are all relaxed... Lily... loosen your grip around Frances' hand..." Lily raised an eyebrow.

"Trust me... relax..."

"Good..." Dumbledore flipped a book open, and traced his finger down the page until he reached what he was after.

"Now Miss. Stockaz... repeat after me... Vires..."

"Vires, forma, purus – clarus animus, clarus anima, pugare noster cor, ferre noster potestas, ferre noster initia, Vires namque unus, Vires namque omnia, iungere noster animus," Her eyes flickered open, glowing white, a cool breeze blowing around them, "Copulare!"

Dumbledore sat speechless, as the wind became more powerful.

"Finish the ritual..." the headmasters throat became unstuck, "speak your names..."

"Rebekah Stockaz..."

"Lily Evans..."

"Frances Liu..."

"Remus Lupin..."

"James Potter..."

"Sirius Black..."

A white light engulfed the six figures, and slowly they began to rise above the floor. Bec spoke again.

"Copulare omnia aeternitas! Copulare! Purus Copulare! Copulare!"

(A/N I don't give if my tenses and declensions are warped and out! I just copied it as it looked from my Latin dictionary!)

They sank back to the ground, and the wind stopped, whilst the light dimmed.

One by one, they opened their eyes, and Bec grinned.

"I've known those words for the past 16 years... never thinking about using them..."

"So what happens now?"

Dumbledore smiled.

"You six will now share a special bond that can only be broken by death, and over the next 24 hours, your special abilities will come to you, each of you receiving the power over one element, the ability to cast wandless magic, as well as an unforeseen gift..."

"But... there are only four elements... and six of us..." Lily looked around puzzled.

"Five elements... and one with all power... You forgot heart... Fire, Earth, wind, water and heart..." Bec explained, falling gracefully into a chair.

"Right..."

"Now... You should all head off to your next classes... Defence against the dark arts I believe?"

Bec and Lily grinned.

"Yeah..."

The next morning, Sirius awoke to James lazily flicking pillows at him with his wand... except the pillows flew faster than speeding bullets.

"Oy mate! Watch it!" Sirius blinked a couple of times, his eyes adjusting to the light.

"Huh?" James raised an eyebrow.

Sirius picked up the pillow and threw it at James.

"Watch it!" The pillow missed by a mile, but where it landed on the wall, a huge dent was formed.

The two boys looked at each other confused, when things started to fall into place.

Sirius nearly tore the door off it's hinges when he flung it open, and ran to the girls dormitory.

"Bec!" He knocked the door down, and she flipped her now perfect blonde hair away from her face as she looked up from her pillow.

"What's up Siri?"

Sirius gaped at her face, then grinned.

"I never realized how good you looked in the morning..." Bec chucked a pillow at him, as James walked into the room.

"Lily! Wake up!"

"James! It's 6 in the morning! What?!"

"Do you feel any different?"

"I feel tired! Bugger off!" Lily rolled over, pulled a pillow over her head.

Bec started to lie back, and then realised she was missing something.

"Siri..." she grinned, flirtatiously, "Can you pass me my pillow?"

"Sure..."

(A/N That part was just total crap... but I can't be bothered to delete 6 pages of work... so... shrugs whatever...)

Oh, and bear in mind, I wrote this chapter ages ago - but haven't been bothered to put it up until now....