Harry woke in the lonely, unlived in, and quite room of Sirius' from another nightmare of his godfather's death. Harry shook of the sickening feeling of sadness and looked up at the clock in the room, that read 5:30 in the morning. He knew he would never get back to sleep so he grabbed Hather and creep down to room he shared with Ron and changed into a pair of ripped jeans about three sizes too big that had to be held up by a ugly brown belt, and an old baggy shirt of Dudley's.

Him and Hather walked into a silent kitchen and did what any other 16 year old boy would do, he starter rummaging around for food. He found the last piece of his birthday cake left over and sat down at the table to eat. As he took the first bite he knew that Mrs. Weasley would kill him if she knew he was eating a sugary desert for breakfast, but since she didn't, he keep eating.

"What are you doing?"

Harry jumped at the unexpected voice, but relaxed when he saw Remus in the doorway. "Nothing, just raiding the kitchen. You?"

"Coming to clam that piece of cake Hather just finished off."

Harry looked down to see Hather swallow the last bite of his cake. "Hey!" Hather gave him a look of pure innocence that almost said 'you don't think I just stole your cake do you?' "That was the last piece to." Harry said disappointed.

Remus came and sat on the opposite side of the table from Harry, concern written all over his face. "Now what are you doing, no teen would be up at…," Remus studied his pocket watch. "6:10 in the morning, afternoon maybe, but not morning."

"I had a, a… I don't know what it was. Vision, dream, first sine's of insanity showing through, something last night. Couldn't sleep after that with out having nightmares about… you know."

Pain and concern shown through the wolf's eyes, before he let a grin make it's way to his face. "Well I'm positive you are not going insane, Harry. What happened?"

Harry did not want to worry Remus any more that he could tell he already was. "I, no hard feelings, but I would like to talk with Professor Dumbledor first about it. If you don't mind."

Remus looked a little let down but finally seemed to understands and nodded in agreement. "I'm going to cheek in with Dumbledor some time today about some Order things. Would you like me to send him here?" Harry nodded. "Alright."

Remus made them some tea and their conversation was interrupted by a tired looking Tonks shuffling into the room. Remus go up and fixed her some tea.

"Long night, Honey." Remus asked.

Harry had to shake himself at the word 'Honey.' He had the feeling about the two them together as his, nice, uncle and sister getting to together or something. But then he thought of worse. What would their kids be like. Lets see, Remus: intelligent, calm, passive, werewolf, old, correction older. Okay Tonks: Younger, Clumsy, hipper, and a little less forgiving. "Things that make you go BUUUUAA."

"What?" Tonks asked.

"Nothing. Just had a bad image of you two and stuff."

"Being?" Remus asked.

"Nothing."

"Remind me to ask professor Snape to look into that next time he uses Legilimencey on you." Remus said.

"Not fair, Moony!"

"Just kidding. So long night Tonks."

"Yep. I had to guard outside the ministry last night at the phone booth entrance where some homeless guy pestered me the whole night."

"Poor Tonks." said Harry.

"And what are you doing up? I'd be sleeping till two in the afternoon if I could."

"Long night, Longer story."

"Harry didn't sleep good last night, had another… something, he said wasn't sure what it was." Remus added at Tonks confused look.

"Oh."

"Yah Oh. I'm going to get the Headmaster down here sometime today to speak with him."

"Okay. Well good luck, Harry. I'm going to bed," Tonks yawned out.

"And I'm leaving to Harry," Remus informed.

Harry nodded, grabbed Hather and went to sit in the living room by the fire. He had started to drift off when a hand on his shoulder startled him awake. He opened his eyes to bright sky blue ones standing above him. "Hello Professor Dumbledore. You came quickly."

"Yes, well I'm rather interested in what Mr. Lupin had to say about your night. Tell me about it, Harry."

Harry sat up straight in his chair while Dumbledore took a spot on the one across from him. Harry explained how it was different than his other visions because it was like watching a movie inside the television set, but not a normal dream either. He told him about how he could not see who the person Voldemort held captive was, this seemed to confuse the headmaster as much as him, and most likely worried him just as much. He told him about the battle itself that when he was hit by the Cruciatus Curse he woke up, but avoided telling him the reason was because he had felt the curse it's self.

"Harry, I don't know what to tell you." The Headmaster left a long pause, before realization seemed to be written all over his face. "Harry do you believe that you may be a Seer of some sort?"

Harry could not help but think back to Divination class and laugh. "If I went with my grade in Divination, I'd say no. But considering who was teaching me, ops sorry professor no offence, it just…"

"None taken, Harry. What I was getting at was, just that in a way. Even Sibyl doesn't have glimpses of the future all the time, and has no control over when they see them, and it doesn't mean she can teach Divination ether, and not all seer's have the same way of seeing it. I've heard of other seers who say not all things are clear when they have visions. That would explain the absence of detail on the other person in the vision."

Harry sat further down in his chair while he contemplated what he had just been told. "So you think I'm a seer?" Dumbledore seemed to think it over then nodded. "I could say this is crazy and not possible, but after my 4 and last year, I think anything crazy is possible," Harry thought of the prophecy and added, "well almost anything… Okay so what if I am? Is it just one more bloody thing crushing down on my collarbones to deal with? Your not going to make me take more classes in Divination are you!?!" He asked alarmed.

The headmaster laughed. "No my dear boy, I'm not. It's just something we should keep in mind. Do you have anything else I should know of on your mind?"

Harry thought of when he felt the curse in his dream. "No, sir."

Dumbledor studied him for a moment then nodded. "Then you may go, I'm waiting for someone."

"Thank, sir."

Despite the fact that the headmaster said that it would only be something to keep in mind, Harry could feel the weight of the new news of being a seer on his shoulders as he walked over to the door. When he shut the door and rounded the corner he suddenly felt like he had hit a brick wall and found himself flat on the floor. When he got his wind back he lost it again when he saw Snape on the floor across from him. He would probably kill Harry for disturbing his balance, which right now, looked like it wouldn't take much. Snape was holding his left arm in his right, his left was shaking like Harry's had last night from the curse. His face showed slight sine's of pain as well. The look he gave Harry was filled with rage, but quickly disappeared with urgency. "Where's the Headmaster?"

Harry pointed behind him. Snape was off the ground before he finished saying "In there, sir."

"That's odd," Said Hermione form the other side of the hall.

"Yah, what's not weird about him," added Ron helping Harry up.

"Thanks," Harry said not really listening. One more thing to think about, he thought.

Ron noticed this and carefully asked, "Harry, you alright?"

"Hmm? Oh, yah. Tell ya'll later."

"Okay, mums got lunch ready. And Remus is back and wants to talk to you, something about this morning."

Harry nodded and went into the kitchen where Molly Weasley was setting food on the table, and Remus was putting food on his plate. "Oh, there you are dear, you missed breakfast, come eat. I went looking for you, but Remus told me you were speaking with the headmaster." Mrs. Weasley said as Harry sat down.

"Yah, you'll never believe what Dumbledor thinks now." They all looked at him in question.

"Harry had a weird dream last night and spoke to the Headmaster about it this morning." Remus filled them all in.

Harry waited till Remus went to take a sip of his drink before saying, "Yah, and the only explanation he could come up with, and the worse part is it makes since was I'm probably a seer." Remus barley keep from spiting out his drink, Mrs. Weasley almost dropped a bowl of salad and Hermione yelled out,

"What?!?" and Ron laughed before he saw he was serious.

"Mate, you can't be serious, you and I never got better then a 'D' in Divination," Ron pointed out.

"That's what I told him," Harry agreed and explained how the headmaster had explained it and how it fit in.

"Well." was all Remus could say, which was more than the others could. Their silence was broken by the sound of rushing footsteps. Snape and Dumbledor rushed into the kitchen. "What is it Dumbledor?" Remus asked.

" Severus has just told me of a planed attack Voldemort has asked of Crabbe, Goyle, Malfoy, and Lestrange. I need you to gather the order." All the adult jumped into action and the teens looked at one another in questioning glances.

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