Author's Note: Here it is everyone, the next chapter, I am sorry that it took so long, I hope you like it…I would like to remind/let everyone know, that I started writing this before the 5th book came out but when it did come out, I just left the story as it, so read this story as though the 5th book didn't happen. Thanks. Please read and review!!! And now, on to:

Chapter 16: Christmas Break

Celia went through the rest of the week in kind of a haze. She wanted to tell everyone right away, but every time it came to it, something else came up. She hadn't spoken with Pegasus in human form since that night, and she had already decided that she wouldn't tell the others about Pegasus' abilities. On Saturday morning, she woke up earlier than expected and couldn't get back to sleep. She grabbed her diary and went down to the common room in order to not disturb her dorm mates. She was pleased to find that a fire was burning in the fireplace as she took a seat in a big chair and started to write.

"There you see? I told you a pensieve was what you needed." Celia smiled without looking up from her diary.

"Morning George, what are you doing up so early?" She asked. Finishing her sentence and closing her book. He shrugged.

"Couldn't fall back to sleep. Same for you?" He asked. Celia nodded. "Well, let's have it then, what's been on your mind?"

Celia shrugged.

"I don't know exactly. It's kind of hard to explain it all."

"I know something's been on your mind, you've been off all week. Fred and I have noticed, but we didn't want to say anything. You sure you're alright?" George asked her. Celia thought for a minute. Was she alright? When an answer came to her, it calmed her and made her smile.

"No, no I'm not sure. But I believe that I will be." She said, a serene look on her face.

It had snowed overnight and the group of Gryffindors spent a good amount of the day outside. The twins had started making a snowman when, at some point, a snowball was thrown and a mighty war ensued. Something in the air had affected them all and Celia noticed that they all seemed quite carefree. It was as though they had all become children again. As her mind was wandering on this thought she forgot to watch her guard and got hit in the waist by a snowball. She looked up to see Ron smirking in her direction, a distraction which got him hit in the shoulder by Hermione which in turn led to a snowy chase between the two which ended in both of them being covered in snow. Celia laughed at the pair of them and she herself got side attacked by Fred. It took her a minute to realize that she was now lying on the ground covered in snow before she started laughing. She turned to see Fred laughing next to her, grabbed some now, and threw it in his face before getting up and running away. In a couple of hours, the group of Gryffindors were all lying in the snow in a circle laughing and wondering who would go numb first.

A few days later, the general population of the school had all headed home for Christmas break. Harry, as tradition would have it, remained at school as did Ron and Hermione. Celia had received notice from her parents that they would come and visit her at school over Christmas as they would love to see Dumbledore again and they wanted to see what the school was like. In response to this, Fred, George and Ginny sent word home that they too wanted to stay at school over break. Mr. & Mrs. Weasley sent notice to Dumbledore that since the majority of their children were staying at school over break, they too would be coming to visit on Christmas day and Dumbledore seemed quite pleased to have such a turn out for the holiday feast. Hermione started muttering something about more work for the house elves but Fred and George assured her that they were absolutely beaming about the whole event. The idea of spending Christmas with all her friends had given Celia a never-ending cheer, not even the scowl that Malfoy gave her on his way out of school could bring her down.

Celia had not directly spoken with Pegasus since the first day that they spoke, nor had she mentioned anything to her friends. She was having mixed feelings about the whole experience. Part of her wanted to tell them right away, but another part of her wanted to keep them out of it entirely. She didn't want them risking their lives on her account.

The first day of break felt amazing to Celia. She woke up and simply lay in bed out of sheer joy that she didn't need to wake up. About an hour later Hermione woke up and started moving about. When Celia sat up to see what she was doing she noticed that she had books out. Celia moaned and threw a pillow at her friend.

"'mione what are you doing? It's the first day of Christmas break for cryin' out loud, can't you at least be happy for a day without bringing homework into the equation?" Hermione chucked the pillow back at her.

"Well, it does have to be done! And I for one would rather get it out of the way now so that later on I will have more time to spend with everyone and won't have to worry about it."

"Later, when? Towards the end of break when we're all doing our work? What fun will that be?" In a spring of playfulness, Celia jumped out of bed and grabbed Hermione's books and ran down to the common room, she could hear her friend bounding down the stairs after her. "No! You can't have them Hermione! It's for your own good!"

"Celia! Give those back!"

"What the bloody hell is going on in here?" Ron asked from the stairs, Harry slumping down behind him.

"Celia!"

"Hermione started doing work!"

"Has she finished the potions essay yet? Because I'm likely going to have to copy that."

"Oh no you don't Ron! Honestly, how do you expect to pass your exams?"

"He won't have to, once they realize that he's clever enough to invent a potion to fight against those anti-cheating quills they'll see he's a genius and let him pass." Fred and George came in through the portrait hole.

"What were you two doing up so early?" Celia asked, her guard of Hermione's books dropping out of surprise. Hermione grabbed the opportunity. When Celia realized Hermione had gotten her books back she whipped her head back around in more surprise.

"Hermione! It's not healthy!" Celia said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Ah, she'll never change, might as well let her be. You run along and do your work Hermione, we'll just be down here drinking butterbeer and playing exploding snaps…" Fred said, walking to the table where George was starting to empty his pockets full of Honeydukes candy.

"Where did you get all that?" Celia asked.

"Is this why you were up so early?" Hermione added. Fred and George smirked and Harry and Ron, who had learned not to question the twins on any matter, ever, sat down around the table and took their share of sweets.

"Well, we do have a month to do it all." Hermione said, submitting and putting her books down. "And I did already get that essay half done. So I suppose I could take the day off." Celia smiled at her as she sat down and took a butterbeer and nearly choked on a piece of candy when she saw the way Ron was staring at Hermione, seemingly in awe of her prowess as an essay-writer.

The Gryffindors enjoyed the first half of their day in their own common room, not all of them bothering to get dressed, playing games of exploding snap and wizard's chess. Celia showed a natural talent for the game and by lunch time she was able to beat Harry at the game. Ron, however, had beaten her flat about 7 times even. After lunch the group of them divided into smaller groups, with Harry, Ron, and Hermione heading down to visit Hagrid, the twins heading off to do something twinny, and Ginny and Celia, left to their own devices, headed to the library to see if they could find any more information on the legend. Researching with Ginny, Celia suddenly felt quite guilty about keeping what she knew a secret from everyone. Finally, she decided it was time to tell her what she knew.

"Er- Ginny, I, I have something that I need to tell you." Ginny looked up curiously, hearing the hesitation in Celia's voice. "I, I know who the Aude Arlene is, I know who the savior is too. I found out a little over a week ago and I didn't want to say anything because…well, I was scared." Ginny didn't say anything, but she looked at Celia urging her to go on. "It, It's me Gin, I'm the savior and you all are the Aude Arlene, you, Fred and George, Hermione, Ron and Harry. It's us." For a moment there was silence between them before Ginny said something.

"How do you know?"

"There's something else you should know…"

Celia and Ginny went to the owlery and Celia called Pegasus to her.

"Pegasus, I would like you to meet Ginny. Ginny, this is Pegasus. She's how I found out." Ginny was looking at Celia as though flowers were growing on her head.

"Cel…" Ginny began, but Celia interrupted her.

"I know it sounds crazy, but…well…" She turned to look Pegasus in the eye and pleaded with her to show her true form.

'If you are sure Alana.'

'I am sure.' At that moment, Pegasus began to glow again, just as she had that first night. When the light faded, Ginny and Celia were looking upon the human form of Pegasus, for the first time and again.

"Hello Ginerva, it is nice to meet you in person."

"She knew my name, my real name, Celia how did she know my real name?" Ginny asked, obviously taken for a loop with this new twist.

"Don't worry; it is natural for you to be confused. You are a descendent of a member of the Aude Arlene, the group of witches and wizards that were to wait for the savior to arrive, and to assist her when the time came. That time, apparently is upon us now, nearly all the elements have gathered together." Pegasus now turned to address Celia. "Alana, have you told the others?" Celia shook her head.

"No, no I haven't, I didn't, I was afraid to get them involved in all this, but then in the library, we were researching the legend, and I didn't want to keep it secret anymore." Pegasus was looking at her with knowing eyes.

"You need to tell them Alana, they will need time to prepare, time to adjust. It is better for you to tell them."

"Isn't there a way it can be done without their help?"

"It is not certain, no one's fate is. But I think that the truth always helps to keep people alive. Lies will only lead to unpredictability and a lack of trust. You cannot afford to have that Alana. You must tell them who they are. After that, it is up to them if they want to follow through or not."

Pegasus turned away, preparing to return to her phowl form and then spoke again. "Fate does not have absolute control of life. It merely turns the steering wheel. It is for you to decide, whether you want to step on the gas." With that, Pegasus began to glow again and when the light dimmed, she flew back up to her perch.

That night in the common room, Celia sat down all her friends in front of the fire and told them what she had been hiding.

"…that's why I was running." Celia said to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "I had been speaking with Pegasus for at least half an hour, I thought I was really late, but apparently, Pegasus can play with time too."

After she had told them, they had all gotten a little quiet. It was a strange quiet though, it seemed as though they were not in the least surprised. Harry was the first to speak up.

"I, have something to tell everyone too." He definitely had all the attention. "Over the summer, I had had these...dreams."

"Harry, why didn't you tell us?" Hermione asked, clearly thinking that Ron had not known about the dreams either. Harry became a bit quiet at this question.

"He did, well, he told me." Ron said, looking at Hermione, "He didn't tell you because he didn't want to frighten you, but he's stopped now, the dreams have stopped, so -"

"Frighten me how?" Hermione asked, clearly not planning on letting go on the subject. Harry had re-found his voice.

"In the dreams….you, you were killed….by Voldemort." The air in the room suddenly became nervous and cold. Celia felt it straight to her bones. Hermione, despite her best efforts, looked frightened.

"But he stopped having them, so it's all ok now." Ron repeated. "Sirius told him to send word if the dreams continued but they stopped when Hermione got there-"

"What?" Now it was Celia's turn to interrupt. Everyone was looking at her again, but she was looking back and forth from Ron to Harry.

"The dreams stopped coming around the same time that Hermione arrived at Ron's house, I guess it wasn't safe wherever she was…" Celia didn't catch the last part of the sentence, her hearing had gone bleary, and for some reason all she could think of was the prank that the twins decided to play on Hermione when they first arrived with the invisible car.

"The day that I got there…" She said finally.

"What?" Ron and Harry both asked.

"I got there the same day that Hermione did. Your dreams stopped the first day that all of us were together. I don't know why, but I am sure that that has something to do with it. I think that whatever was going to happen to Hermione changed because we all finally were able to meet. Think about it, it makes sense."

There was a kind of silent understanding going on in the room. Suddenly, a lot was starting to make sense, the way that they all got along, the feeling of closeness that they shared, finally, even Celia's dreams about the past made sense. The reason why Celia cared so deeply for Garret in her first dream…she was almost sure of it. The emotion swelled up in her all of a sudden as though she had just now been granted the ability to feel. She was just as emotionally attached to Garret as she was to everyone in this room; his death was to her, just like one of her own friends. Celia pledged silently to herself in that moment that she would never witness nor feel that again. She would not watch her friends die. Even if it meant the loss of her own life. They would not die.

A/N: I hope you liked it! I finally got it up, I am sorry it took so long, I was busy with school and such. I am on Christmas Break now, so I should be able to get another chapter up soon. Please let me know what you think of the story!!! Thank you to all my reviewers! I Love hearing from you! Happy Holidays to everyone! Please review!