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"You should tell her about the scar, Harry Potter," Alex said as he and Harry exited the headmaster's office.

"Tell who?" he asked innocently.

"Come off it," Alex was miffed. "Everyone knows about you and Virginia. She has to know."

"I know," Harry sighed. "But that can wait. I am still mystified on who YOU are." But Alex wasn't intimidated by Harry's question.

"I am who I told you I am," he said. "I am also trying real hard not to be annoyed with you."

"Annoyed?" Harry asked incredulously. "About what?"

"You're already engaged and you still act like a school boy with a crush," he sighed. "And they told me I had it bad."

"Whatever," Harry said crossly. "But back to business, shall we?"

"Tell her," Alex said. Harry sighed.

"You're not going to stop pestering me until I do, would you?" he asked with a glare.

"Let me put it this way," Alex sighed and looked at him. "She may be in danger, Harry Potter. Sure Carbuncle's with her and maybe she still could summon sacred beings to help her but she has to know that the dark lord is back. She needs to be prepared."

"Okay," Harry finally agreed. "I'll do it. As soon as we stop by her house. Did anyone tell you that you are annoying?"

"I'm used to getting my way," Alex smiled.

"Really?" Harry asked skeptically. "What was the last thing you got in having your way?"

"Before sadness and despair?" he mused. "The know world." Harry gaped in shock at what he said.

"Where are you from anyway?" Harry asked in the peculiarity of the conversation.

"Originally from Macedonia," Alex said. "That's in northern Greece," he added seeing Harry's confusion.

"You're a bit arrogant, aren't you?" he said.

"They told that about me too," Alex sighed and continued on his way. Harry Potter looked at him strangely and followed.

*** ***

"It's a good thing Hermione dropped by as she did," Shiva sighed as she and Ginny walked in the garden. "Things always slip by my mouth."

"She wanted to tell my mum herself that they're engaged," Ginny sighed. "Honestly, I almost got into trouble." Shiva smirked at her comment.

"Why haven't you told them?" she sighed impatiently. "I could understand you not telling them for six months. A year's stretching it. But two? From the talk I had with her, she had been expecting something by now."

"Really?" Ginny asked hopefully.

"Ginny, what could she possibly do?" Shiva asked smiling. "She already loves him as her own, why not make it official?"

"I guess," she sighed. "But I need Harry to be with me. You really don't think that she'd be angry?"

"She'll definitely be miffed that you didn't tell her right away, but it'll pass," Shiva had a look of mischief in her features. Ginny sighed as she though her friend was right. But she looked at Shiva with a confused frown, something in her mind was nagging her.

"Shiva?" she asked carefully. "Why are you really here?" this question didn't surprise Shiva a bit. Ginny knew quite well that if ANY of the sacreds were to show up, it could mean only one thing. The Dark Lord is back.

"Aside from visiting a friend?" Shiva's smile was genuine, it almost made Ginny regret her asking her question. "Primarily I wanted to see you again."

"Primarily?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Well...." Shiva blushed. "Secondly I wanted details."

"Details?"

"You know? Did you and he... details," Ginny blushed at her assumption.

"We have NOT done anything," now Ginny's blush was as the same shade of her hair.

"Afraid?" Shiva teased. Ginny sighed as she looked away.

"Maybe," she admitted. But Shiva smiled and wrapped her arms around Ginny's neck from behind.

"Don't be," she breathed in her ear making Ginny blush even more.

"Thanks," Ginny smiled at her friend.

"Well," Shiva smiled mischievously as she started back to the house. "If you don't want to give me details, perhaps Hermione could do it for me."

"What?" Ginny asked but saw that Shiva was already halfway to the house.

"Hermione?" she called. "What was Ginny doing all this time since I've gone?" Ginny's eyes widened in panic as she ran to catch he friend. Seeing, her, Shiva gleefully ran into the house. Ginny smiled as she ran. She really did miss Shiva. But she had a feeling she wasn't telling everything to her.

*** ***

In the darkest place where the light cannot see evil, a one armed man stood in front of a human sized tank. In it was a hand, slowly regenerating, slowly gaining power.

"When will HE be complete?" the one armed man asked.

"A couple of months the most," one said from the darkness.

"Good," the one armed man sneered. "We shall have them yet," he vowed.

No one outside the dark heard his laugh.

No one, but a stranger.

A stranger with amethyst eyes.

End of 3

A/n: sorry if it was short.