A/N: Hi again. I'm sorry it's been awhile since this post, but with school, work and Christmas approaching, I'm getting busier and busier! L Sadly, I have to report that I probably will not get much of a chance to post this next week. I realized that I have only a week until my ACT test and I need to review stuff for it. When my mind becomes a mush of cramming, I'll probably post for a break. I'm happy to announce though that the story is moving along beautifully. I am currently writing chapter 24 and the plot is just unfolding, though I do have a couple of options I still need to weigh. It's looking as if it's going to end around the 30's, maybe early 40's. It all depends on if I add another plot twist and such. J

Stella: Glad to know I'm still needed ;)

And onto the next chapter!

Chapter 16: Progress

June 16th

"The boy is coming along well. I hope to get him in a raid within the next couple of weeks." The Dark Lord said, looking out at his faithful death eaters who were present at the meeting.

The Dark Lord scanned the faces looking up at him. There was Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Wormtail-otherwise known as Peter Pettigrew, MacNair, Goyle, Crabbe, Nott, Bertha Jorkins, and several others. He frowned.

"Where is Severus Snape?" He demanded.

"Master, he is not here." Wormtail stated.

"Why thank you for stating the obvious. Now can any of you tell me where Severus is?" He demanded.

There was silence among the death eaters. Some stared at the floor as if they were being made invisible by such an action. Others stared at the wall behind him, hoping he didn't notice their fear. Then there were the one's who looked confidently at him and stood silent, knowing it was probably best to do so than give him a reason to get angry with them.

The doors swung open and Snape strolled in.

"Severus, this is the fourth consecutive meeting you have been late for." The dark lord noted.

"I'm sorry, My Lord, but…the headmaster is also calling meetings. I felt it was of more use to be there-"

"Oh, you felt did you?" Voldemort demanded, feeling rather annoyed. "You know Severus, if I did not know better; I would question your loyalty."

Snape said nothing and other watched with interest, wondering if this was Snape's last 'betrayal'.

"Since you came from a meeting, I hope you have information for me." Snape nodded and fed him the information he and Dumbledore had made up before he left the meeting which was what made him late. He had taken out the real memories of the meeting and left them in a pensive incase his false memories brought upon any suspicion.

"Very well Severus. That will be all."

Snape nodded again and stood back into the group as Voldemort continued to drone on to the next topic of discussion.

Harry sat in his room, updating his list of memories and events that had happened to him over the last couple of days.

9. Chess with Malfoy, found out I actually remembered what the pieces did as Malfoy explained them (June 12)

10. The dream of me as a young child. Probably 3-4 years old. Saw 'Mom' (?) Has read hair and same color eyes as me (June 12)

11. Met Destany 'First real' friend here (June 12)

12. Overheard something about attacks on 'Muggles and Mudbloods'. Have to remember to ask Draco what that's about (June 13)

13. Destany gave me a full tour of the place (June 14)

14. Saw a small golden 'bug' in my dream. It moved incredibly fast and for some reason, I was chasing it on a broom (?) (June 15)

Which now led him to today. He put the pen down and sighed. Destany had mentioned yesterday about going into the small town which lay a mile or so away from the house they both spent way too much time in. He wasn't sure they should go though. It seemed as if no one really wanted him to go anywhere.

Isn't that what'll make it all worth while? That familiar voice taunted. Before Harry could argue with it, the door opened and he looked up to see Destany standing there. She wore a pair of black jeans and a black shirt that had flames coming up from the bottom and leaves. She wore the same black shoes as she wore before.

"Don't you have normal clothes?" Destany asked, looking at his robes. "If we're going to go into town…"
"I think so." Harry said and dug in the dresser for his jeans and t-shirt he had worn when he woke up here. He pulled them out and went to the bathroom to change. Harry stepped out and into the room and Destany grinned at him, her white teeth perfect.

"That's better." She said and Harry could feel himself beginning to blush.

"Thanks." He said and looked back up at her.

"I know you said you aren't apart of the wizard stuff, but I overheard something about attacks on 'muggles' what's that all about?" Harry asked, not knowing if Destany would know the answer to his question or not.

She shrugged. "My foster parents don't tell me anything." She answered apologetically.

"It's ok. I'll find out from someone else..I think." He said.

"So, you ready to go?" Destany asked, changing the subject.

"Yeah, I guess. I wanted to do something before we enter the village though. If someone would be there who would recognize us.."

"We'd be in so much trouble. I know." Destany said, grinning wildly. "That's what makes it almost adventurous."

"Yeah, but I could make it so we wouldn't be caught that easily." Harry said and added "I think."

"What do you mean?" She asked and Harry pulled out his wand.

"When we leave, I want to change our eye colors. I read how to do it in a book. It'll make it harder to recognize us." Harry explained.

Destany looked at him mischievously. "Wish I knew you sooner." She stated and Harry looked at her questioningly.

"Never mind. Come on, let's blow this joint." She said and the pair snuck out of the house, trying not to look too suspicious.

"What are you doing here?" Lucius demanded. "You're supposed to be with Potter."

Draco looked up from the Quiddich magazine he was reading.

"Potter doesn't like me. Besides, he could someone else to hang out with." He said, returning his attention back to the article."
"You fool. The Spray's foster child is not what we had in mind."

"What's so special about her? She's just a muggle. Not even of any magic. Never understood why they didn't just kill her." Draco said, sounding bored. Lucius ripped the magazine from his son's hands and threw it across the room.

"There is more about that girl than what meets the eye. You need to get back there." Lucius said, looking angrily at his son.

"That does not solve the problem that he hates me. And Father, I don't like him. I don't see why I have to do this."

"I do things for you I would rather not do. You could at least do this one thing for me." Lucius demanded. Draco looked up at his father and glared at him.

"Fine." He said his voice venomous. Lucius looked semi-satisfied and left the room. Draco crossed his arms over his chest and huffed.

Maybe I should do something to get Potter out of my life. Draco thought.