I got a few reviews so I decided to type the rest of this up bit by bit. (I have writer's block of the worst kind right now... It's not cool. But luckily, I wrote this just before that hit!) The entire thing is written, just not typed. I really never intended to post it when I started the entire thing, but I guess I just decided to on impulse and now I have to finish. So, here's the next part. CatC10

"Feels just like I'm walking on bro-ken glass!!" sang Ron, a bit off key, loud as he could, while dancing around on his bed.

"Shut up, Ron!" Shouted Dean, ripping the pillow out from under his head and hurtling it towards Ron. Ron dodged easily, not only because Dean had god-awful aim, but because he was half asleep and his muscles were stiff from sleeping on his stomach.

"Yeah! You screeching is just about killing me!" added Seamus.

Just as the pair rose, on the warpath to kill Ron, Harry groaned, stopping everyone's movements.

Harry had been grumpy every morning since the term started, and many Griffindors were beginning to fear the daily grind. Harry swung his legs over the side of the bed, hissing when his foot his the frigid stone floor.

"Hey, Harry." Said Ron experimentally; praying Harry hadn't had another nightmare.

"No." muttered the groggy raven-haired teen, scratching the bird's nest on his head. Ron gave Harry a concerned glance that he didn't catch.

Poor Harry.

Luckily for everyone, Harry was in better temperament come lunch, evident in the fact that he all but dragged the other two of the golden trio to the table.

"My dream, last night. I think Voldemort wants to get into Hogwarts." Ron and Hermione choked on their food for a moment, and quickly swallowed their food before beginning the 'cross-examination' of what he'd seen.

"What do you mean, Harry?" asked Hermione. Harry mulled over it for a moment, and decided how to word his news very carefully.

"I mean, what I saw last night was strange...Voldemort wasn't angry or particularly pleased...but one of the death eaters talked to him. He said that he, well here's the strange part...He said he sensed something-some object- that was really powerful in Hogwarts." He said.

"So?" asked Ron, "There are a lot of really powerful things here Harry. Voldemort hasn't come after them yet, why is it so different?" Ron said the name quick, only having just begun using it. With a shudder, he looked at Harry.

"He has a point, Harry. Remember in first year, with the sorcerer's stone? That was the only thing Dumbledore had in hiding that Voldemort wanted- what else could he possibly need?" Hermione asked, taking a bit from a cracker, and a sip from her pumpkin juice.

"Well," said Harry, "This thing- whatever it is- is powerful enough to crack the earth in two, for one."

"Oh." Said the now-not-so-skeptical duo.

"I say we talk to Dumbledore." Stated Ron, gaining a look from his friends.

Yeah, that seemed like a good stopping point, maybe I'll type more tomorrow. Or in a few months, depends. For those who asked: Ron was previously a part of the Psi sept, but once he became commander, he was officially 'outside' the septs. A part of none- in control of all, it was considered a good test of character if they (being the commanders) could hold their post with out prejudice or favoritism. If anyone needs a rundown of how the Psi work or Psi history (What I've made of it): e-mail me. Most of it will probably be answered in the next chapter, though, as far as rank goes.

I drew pictures of the Psi emblem, I need to get my friend to help me scan them and put them on her site so ya'll can see them. (Don't nag on my ya'll. I'm Texan.) JEN!!

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