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Chapter 14: It Begins

Harry had barely remembered the Dream he had had that night. He was too high on his new found ability to feel without thinking, and turn any emotion he had into a calming experience. So when a dream that was mostly about pain came into his memory, he washed himself away into the calm, using the pain he had felt as the jumping off point.

Because of this fact he could barely remember the weekend, he was loosely aware of talking to Hermione about the DA and when the next meeting should be. But he was too lost in his own feelings to care. So when Hermione and Ron cornered him in the common room and told him the meeting was tonight he was surprised to say the least.

"What? Why tonight?" He asked, rather shocked that he had had no time to prepare a lesson.

"Because everyone could make it, Harry…you have been in a stupor since that lesson. You know that you have POTIONS this morning!" Hermione said.

Harry was shocked…Potions? Did that mean that he had completely missed his care of magical creatures and even worse psionics class in his stupor? He was sure that Charlie and knew for a fact that Saren would notice. And he was positive that the other members of the class would notice too. Worse he had no idea what they had gone over in either.

"I can't go to potions I need to plan the lesson for today!" He spat in Hermione's face, at the very least having the sense to not yell it for the common room to hear.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other before turning to Harry. "This meeting isn't for a lesson, it is to decide who we invite remember? We talked about it two weeks ago!" Hermione was adamant and sounded quite annoyed.

"Come on now, where have ya been mate. You haven't been here since that last lesson." Ron said concern etched on his face.

Harry didn't respond, truth be told he had no idea how to respond because he had no idea what the answer to that question was. He hadn't known anything really since he had started feeling without thought. He was beginning to see why Saren had given him that warning. But he knew he could handle it, after all he had been thinking his entire life what's a few bouts without thought every once in a while?

"We found a new place for it as well." Ron said, "Were going to hold it in the third floor corridor on the left side." He continued as he and Hermione walked off towards breakfast.

Harry remembered what had happened there, and that memory more so then making him angry made him scared. So he felt the fear and fell into a stupor again. The day got lost in that stupor, especially considering that they were learning more about the polyjuice potion. Or at least Harry assumed they were since he was completely useless in potions, couldn't remember doing anything except standing around staring into space and Snape hadn't bothered him at all.

Defense against the dark arts was another story. He kept getting strange looks and Tonks stopped him to talk to him quite a few times. Of course he couldn't remember a word she had said to him. Nor what the lesson had been about. He could remember the fact that there was a lesson and that everyone else seemed to enjoy it. But he had been lost all day.

"WHAT IS WITH YOU?" A really loud yell directly into his ear snapped him out of his delirium. Harry looked up he was in the great hall eating dinner. Well more like sitting staring at his dinner. He suddenly felt incredibly hungry like he hadn't eaten in a few days. He started ravenously eating before he even noticed that the entire great hall was staring at him. Someone was standing right behind him, the person who had knocked him back to reality the person who had taken him from his place of peace. He suddenly felt an incredible spike of anger…but it wasn't anger it was something else…because he couldn't just feel it. It was more then an emotion it was an urge to turn around and Hex whoever had done that to him.

He quickly turned around drew his wand and found his hand caught by a very intrigued looking Seamus Finnigan. Wesley was standing behind him looking at Harry guiltily. It was obvious to Harry that Wesley had been the one to yell in his ear. Both Hermione and Ron had flattened their eyes in facial expressions that had "I told you so" written all over them. The rest of the great hall slowly got back to what they were doing. Evidently whatever had caused the yell wasn't as interesting as they might have guessed.

"Harry, you really need to stop doing that. You know Snape yelled at you three times in class and took a hundred fifty points from Gryffindor just because you were spacing out?" Hermione said. "I was going to go hit you myself! You are going cost us the house cup if you continue to act like that!"

Harry got the urge to hex again but before he could do anything some one grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the great hall. He looked up and was surprised to see Blaise pulling him away. He pulled Harry through the moving staircases, into a secret passageway that Harry had seen on the Marauders map but never had any reason to use as it seemed to go nowhere but one empty room. In there George who was working on a potion and every so often looking at something that looked quite a lot like the marauders map. As soon as Harry heard the door close George turned around and looked at them.

"Ok, if you brought Harry here directly from the great hall then something must be up." George said in an uncharacteristically serious voice.

"Yeah, well you told me when I randomly found you here to bring him here if there was ever trouble." Harry was confused, and rapidly found that confusion was also not a true emotion. He really would have to rethink what he viewed as emotions, as quite a few of the things he has previously thought of as them were actually combinations of them, or combinations of them and thoughts. He realized that one cannot be confused without thought at that moment. But that really didn't matter.

Snapping back to reality again, Harry realized he didn't want to hex anyone. George and Blaise were talking about something.

"…say he has been like that all week?" George finished when Harry was paying attention again.

"Yeah, he was. It was really odd, he was so out of it this morning that he ignored Snape completely. It was actually pretty funny, but it really scared Neville, Wesley and Hermione. I wasn't sure what to do, it didn't seem that bad but then he just snapped and almost hexed Seamus and Wesley after they had yelled in his ear to get him to snap out of whatever he was in. At that point I decided that discretion was no longer the better part of valor and grabbed him and brought him here." Blaise looked really concerned. Harry wasn't exactly surprised at this though, he had after all carried him to the infirmary after the incident with Ron after care of magical creatures and he had been making friends not only outside of Slytherin house but with muggleborns no less. Something that wasn't just rare, it was unheard of.

The next thing Harry knew the passage opened again and Ron, Hermione, Remus and Saren walked in. Remus was holding the marauders map. McGonagall quickly followed, with a very annoyed expression on her face. Saren and Remus looked worried.

"I told you about this." Saren thought to him, "I told you that you can't function without thought or emotion. You have just done the exact opposite wrong thing you were doing before. Not thinking is the worst thing you can do if you want to protect your thoughts. While you are ignoring them someone could just waltz in and legillimens them away. And I am sure you have noticed other problems with not thinking as well. Like the fact that you obviously haven't eaten since Friday. That's five days with no sustenance. If I sound preachy it's because I cannot stress this point enough. I worry about you, you seem to have a stubborn streak a mile wide, be very irrational, and then try to hide from the consequences when you inevitably make a mistake. Don't fall into that trap any longer. I assume that Minerva is going to yell at you. I want you to come to my classroom immediately after you are done here. I see you were not ready for this yet and I blame myself but you will definitely not last until Friday it needs to be dealt with now." With that Saren left the room, his face no giving away at all what he had just thought to the boy.

"What were you thinking?" Professor McGonagall was really mad this time, Harry could tell. "First I hear you totally spaced out both your classes today from two very annoyed professors, one who I might add has graciously let you into his class when you did not have the OWLs to do so. Then when someone finally snaps you out of it, although I admit in a less than satisfactory way, you decide the best course of action would be to immediately curse your own housemates in the great hall in the middle of dinner?"

Harry felt like he was eleven again and this was his first year again. He felt guilty, which he also found was not an emotion in of itself. He knew everything that she had said was correct. Of all the professors at Hogwarts McGonagall was the only one who he had never been able to stand up to in any notable fashion. Maybe it was because he knew that she was fair, maybe a bit on the strict side, but she was fair. Or that he knew she really cared about her students. Or that even though she punished hard that she was aware that people make mistakes. The fact that he had not been expelled any number of times before this was a testament to that. If this had been anyone else, even Dumbledore he would have gotten angry and been able to hide behind that in his bubble of no thought. But McGonagall had been the real mother figure in his life, he realized that now. Ms. Weasley was great but she was not there through the important times, they had all happened here at Hogwarts. And he hardly thought of aunt Petunia as anything mothering, smothering maybe, mean and hurtful yes. But she was hardly even mothering to her beloved son let alone him.

But now he was in a predicament. He was certain now that he could not handle this on his own. He had to get this dealt with sooner rather than later. But he also had the DA members to think of. Even if he told Hermione and Ron to spread around the news that the meeting wouldn't happen, he couldn't tell them the truth. He now had to decide what to do, and he had to do it without giving up any of his secrets. He supposed his best course of action would be to tell Saren about the DA since it seemed likely that he already knew about it. But for some reason, even with everything that they had talked about, even with the fact that he was studying the ways to hide and give up the very secrets he was trying to keep with the man. He still was reluctant to give this one up. It felt like he would be betraying the other members. He didn't think that Saren would tell anyone in fact he was positive he wouldn't but he still couldn't do it. He would have to ask Hermione and Ron what they thought but first he had to respond to his head of house.

He tried to think up a suitable lie he really did, but he was certain that now any lie he made would show up on his face as obvious as anything else so he decided that now would be the time to tell the truth. She was an order member and his head of house. If anyone should know about his lessons besides Dumbledore, Saren, and Himself it was her. And he was not convinced that anyone had informed her. He felt this was rather out of line, as it affected not just her but an entire year in her house. He looked around the room. Remus, George, Ron and Hermione already knew. And he found that he didn't care if Blaise found out either. After all he was in cahoots with the Weasley twins, or at least George to protect him if they were not around. And he was also in the Psionics class. He realized that he wanted to invite him to the lessons now, but he would do that after coming clean to McGonagall, even if she already knew it would make him feel a lot better.

"The other sixth year Gryffindors and I are taking occlumency lessons with professor Saren on Fridays." McGonagall's face softened but it was still stern. She said nothing so he continued. "Last Friday he taught me how to simply feel my emotions without reacting to them. Unfortunately I didn't heed a warning about avoiding thought while I was doing this and so have been rather out of it since then." Ron and Hermione looked rather nervous. Apparently they had not expected him to come clean with this many people in the room, despite the fact that this was old news for the majority of them.

Blaise was the first to respond, "I take it this is because of your obvious tenuous connection to he who must not be named?" Everyone in the room stared at him. "What? It's obvious that he has one. Pretty much everyone in Slytherin at least figured that out a long time ago. I would assume the Ravenclaws know as well."

Harry thought about this for a second. It was quite obvious actually to anyone who cared. Dumbledore may be a great sorcerer but he is horrible at hiding things. If he had been then Harry, Hermione and Ron would not have been able to do nearly half the things they had done. "Yes." He said simply to the surprise of everyone in the room. "And I think that you should go to them too. After all you are apparently putting yourself on the line for me and you are a good friend."

Blaise looked pleased and Hermione looked intrigued. Ron, on the other hand, looked rather put off. Harry had expected this but didn't want to make a big deal of it. After all if the others didn't trust him then he simply wouldn't stay. He was sure that Blaise could keep a secret. He also noticed that as always his secrets were very quickly becoming commonly known. He wasn't sure how long the occlumency lessons could remain secret.

"Well, that seems like a reasonable explanation but I cannot allow this to continue. You will go talk to professor Saren immediately about this." Her face then softened more until she was smiling. "He really is a special one, Leon always was one of my favorite Slytherins. Just listen to him, I know you have a tendency to try and do things on your own but remember that you are not alone." Her stern demeanor returned immediately. "Now go before I extend your punishment another week!"

Harry did not need to be told twice, he did NOT want to be stuck cleaning that bathroom by himself for another week. He motioned to Blaise to come with him. Hermione and Ron followed, Ron a bit uneasily.

After they were out of earshot of the adults Hermione spoke. "I am going to tell everyone that we are starting without you. Please make it if you can though, and we won't make any final decisions without you but please make sure you deal with this now before it gets too out of hand?" She looked at him with a slightly worried expression before leaving.

"I'm going too, be careful though." He said and then turned to Blaise. "Don't you let him do something stupid now." He said to him and then walked off after Hermione.

Harry was slightly hurt that Ron would tell Blaise of all people to take care of him. It was only a slight bit of pain but it was enough for him to lose himself again and that's exactly what he would have done had Blaise not grabbed him forcefully and yanked him towards Saren's classroom. Every time he started to lose himself again Blaise did something to startle him back to reality. Eventually he felt himself being pushed into a wall.

"You are being a real pain in the arse you know that." He said, holding Harry there facing him. He was obviously very annoyed. "I don't know what you are playing at Harry but you really need to GET A GRIP!" He yelled that right I Harry's ear. Then his annoyed expression turned into a grin that looked not unlike that of one of the Weasley twins. Before Harry could react he felt himself go stiff, Blaise had hit him with the full body bind. He then picked up Harry's wand, stuffed it into Harry's robe and then said "mobilicorpus" before sitting on Harry's body like anyone would a bench and riding it to Saren's room.

Harry found it impossible to not contemplate this set of events. He thought the boy was insane. But he was also a genius. As odd as it was it was impossible for him to get lost in feeling as he had been too surprised to not have a jumble of thought go through his head. He also realized something else. Other than it being rather irritating to not be able to move this was not the worst way to travel. Blaise wasn't very heavy at all and he probably would have found himself laughing if he could. It was certainly a new experience for him, one he actually wanted to experience not ignore. He didn't really know why he wanted to, but he did.

When they arrived at the room, Blaise stepped off Harry's floating form and then said "finite incantatem" before smiling and saying. "You know I could get used to that!" with an evil glint in his eye. "And I have been getting pretty good in transfiguration. You seem to be the right dimensions to become a very nice bench…" He let his voice trail off.

Harry smiled, although he had to admit that he would not want to experience that again. As interesting a sensation it was it was not something he was exactly pleased about now that it was done. However it had served his purpose. He was here and conscious.

"Come in. You too, I had a feeling that it would be you who would come with him." Laughter then filled the hallway as Saren appeared in the doorway he was laughing so hard he was almost heaving. "I didn't expect that though. Interesting trick, I'll have to remember that one next time I get annoyed with someone."

Saren returned to the center of the room and hovered as he usually did. However where his face was normally serene, now his previous smile had dropped to an expression of sternness. "You know why you are here. I know you have trouble with your thoughts and I am aware that it must be rather relieving to not have to think. But there is no excuse for what you have been doing. You are not only putting yourself in danger you are putting everyone else around you in danger as well."

"I know. If I were to be legillimensed I would be a sitting duck." Harry realized this, and he would have to be careful near anyone who was a legillimencer.

"Well…that to, but more importantly you are lucky that you haven't done anything that requires concentration while you were in such a state. You might not have been able to snap yourself out of it and then you could have hurt, even killed yourself or another person. For instance what if you HAD been making a potion in class? You completely ignored Snape, but would you have not done the potion had you been asked to? And if you had would you have any idea what you actually made? Likely not, a single trip and we could have had a dead or worse student simply because you had no idea what you were doing." Harry wanted to get mad at his professor, he really did, but what he said made too much sense. He didn't even remember that Snape had yelled at him and taken one hundred fifty points away from Gryffindor, he still wanted to say that he would never do that. But it had been Hermione who had said so, someone else he could shift blame to but not her. She wouldn't lie about something like that, she was deadly serious.

"Here we are. You are going to stop doing this one way or the other. If I have to I will use means that you will not like to get you to stop doing this. I have the headmaster's permission to use memory charms if I have to, to ensure your safety! I do not want to have to resort to that as I believe that the mind should never be tampered with by another. But I will because in this case you very easily could not longer be another if you keep this up. If nothing else you won't pass any of your classes, ESPECIALLY mine!"

Harry just took the rant, Saren was right. He felt himself slipping into guilt again. He knew his professor was right, he knew it. He was going to have to deal with this. He felt more of a heavy weight on his shoulders. He realized that he did not have the strength to hold the weight of the world on his shoulders alone as everyone seemed to expect. He had been talking about knowing he needed help, friends forever but it was now more than ever that it really hit him. Before, after the deaths of Cedric and then Sirius he had been in shock and so these realizations had never come. They had been thought of and told to him time and time again but he never had internalized them. Even earlier in the year when he had thought the same things he hadn't really understood what they mean. Now he wasn't in shock nor was he blocking his feelings, and the feelings of depression, loneliness and inadequacy returned. Worse still it wasn't something he could simply feel, they had too much thought attached to them for that.

He felt an arm go around him, he thought at first that it was Saren but when he looked it was Blaise. "Don't worry. You have friends and we'll stick by you." He said.

Saren smiled, "I see you understand. I feel that you are troubled as I expected you would be. I really wish you would think of me as your friend and not simply your instructor. I don't care any longer I can see you need formalities like you need pinpricks. Just call me Leon ok? The rules be damned! After all it's not like any of us in here really ever followed them anyway." Saren's face somehow had a mischievous gleam even without visible eyes. Harry realized as he watched his professor that more so then just the eyes showed what people were thinking. He realized that he was leaning how to read people much better simply by learning how his professor communicated without vision.

Harry still felt a little better but that small joke had only lightened his mood to bearable. He knew what he had to do. He had to go to the DA, he had to be with his friends he had to make sure absolutely who would stand by him and who wouldn't. He knew exactly how. Blaise had proven to be a quick ally and friend and one of the only people to really seem to take him as he was without any other expectations. The only other people to do that were Remus, Hermione, Neville, and Wesley. He knew what he would do. He would show up with Blaise and see who really was willing to follow him and who would rather stick to their old pointless squabbles. He really realized at last that he was preparing for a war. As bolstered as he was as filled with adrenaline as he made it out to be, he still felt lost and alone. The only people that he knew for a fact were on his side at the moment were Blaise and Leon. He even had his doubts about Ron and Hermione. He somehow knew they were baseless but he wasn't acting on logic now he was acting on impulse and impulse told him that he needed to test all of his friends.

He turned towards Blaise and then grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Leon who was now hovering and balancing his wand on his nose as Harry had seen him do previously.

"Wait, what's up? I can walk you know." Blaise said in mock anger.

"Oh sorry, I am late for a meeting and I want you to be there." Harry said, still pulling Blaise along as if he had said nothing at all.

Blaise pulled Harry to a stop, and Harry found he was quite strong. "What meeting is this?" He asked.

"It's a meeting of a defense against the dark arts association me and some other students made in response to the total lack of learning in that respect last year."

"Are you sure it's a good idea to bring me there? Don't you think you might have some pissed off members?"

"That is exactly why you have to be there. I need to know who is behind me regardless of who I bring. I need people who will trust me and who I can trust without a doubt. I don't have time to weed everyone out." Blaise still looked a bit uncomfortable but followed him as he started walking again none the less.

He stopped when they got to where they were going. "This is the third floor corridor, the one that was sealed off our first year." He said with just a little bit of fear. "Are you sure it's safe?"

"Yeah, it should be, after all I bet everyone else is already there. And besides, it can't be anymore dangerous then it was when I went there before." This did not seem to make Blaise any less nervous however he still followed Harry as Harry had expected him too. He was testing him too he realized. He wouldn't feel right until this was over. Lat year the DA had been his saving grace the one thing he had done that he had no regrets about, this time it would be his. Screw Dumbledore's Army, this was going to be the Defense Association! He smiled to himself as he opened the door to where Fluffy had been those many years ago.

The room looked pretty much the same except smaller and without the giant three headed dog. The trap door was open and there was the top of a ladder sticking up out of it. But that didn't really change the room's look any. He could hear voices from below. He recognized some of them and so was sure that it was the DA.

He looked at Blaise who had a worried expression on his face. It seemed out of place on him now. Apparently he was not immune to fear as it had seemed. Maybe he just realized what to really be afraid of. Harry raised an eyebrow at him as if to ask 'ready?' Blaise nodded.

The room down the ladder looked very different without the Devil's snare. It was quite empty in fact and quite a lot bigger then he remembered. It was at least two meters wide and three meters long with the ladder coming down roughly in the middle of the room. He heard the noises from beyond the next room. The chess board…it would be big enough, he thought and so he started walking through the room with the flying keys. Although there were no flying keys and so now the room looked huge. It was incredibly tall and he could barely see the ceiling in the small amount of light that was generated by the torches on the wall. He saw light coming from around the door to the room with the chessboard which was now closed, the skeleton key to unlock it was nowhere to be seen so Harry assumed that it was unlocked. He clearly heard voices talking beyond the door.

He looked at Blaise one more time in an unspoken check for readiness. Blaise hesitated, but nodded in the end. And so Harry waked forward and opened the door with Blaise walking beside and slightly behind him, but easily visible.

The talking immediately stopped and the reaction was immediate. The happy faces at seeing Harry soon became nervous at best upon seeing Blaise. Some of them even became scowls. Harry felt Blaise start to edge away but he shot him pleading glance before heading up to where Hermione and Ron were standing, they were obviously leading the previous discussion.

When Harry got there he looked back and saw that while Blaise had not left as he was sure he was about to, he hadn't moved into the room either. Harry motioned him not just in but up to the front of the room. Hermione's look was intrigued, and Harry was Happy to see that Ron's look was not an unhappy one. A bit odd, but at least he didn't scowl at the situation. He heard grumbles as Blaise hurried up to the front of the room. Harry understood what they were thinking as he would have thought the same thing. It was ok to be on good terms or even friends with a Slytherin like Blaise who wasn't a git to everyone. However, it was another thing to let them invade your territory. The DA had previously been Slytherin free. Not only that but not many of the students here had even heard Harry's plan to include them. This was his test, not only of them but of himself.

He found himself wanting to send Blaise away wanting to avoid the inevitable confrontation that this would cause. He did not know how would be on his side in this, he couldn't know.

A voice Harry could have predicted spoke up first. "Not only do you invite the yank but you invite a Slytherin too?" Zacharias Smith spoke up from somewhere in the group. And he wasn't disputed openly either. In fact there were a notable grunts and nods of agreement. Blaise began to sweat but stood his ground behind Harry in front of the group. Harry noticed Wesley was sitting with Neville and Seamus who seemed to be shielding him from the other students. It was clear that they had already had at least part of this conversation from how people were acting. Now it was his time to make his needs clear.

Harry looked t Ron and Hermione for help but neither one of them seemed to want to get into this. While they didn't seem to have a problem with this, they both looked like they wanted to hear his response. Unfortunately now that he was here he couldn't think of anything to say. He was totally paralyzed with his feelings of inadequacy and guilt and couldn't speak even if he had the right words to say.

In the end Blaise had started to leave and it was Justin Finch-Fletchley who surprised everyone by saying. "And where do you think you're going Zabini?" in a rather serious voice. Justin stood up where he was sitting next to Hannah Abbot and walked up to the front of the room where he stood next to Harry, staring at Blaise and daring him to stay.

The next thing Harry knew the group was splitting into two halves. There was the half that was standing with him, Justin, Hermione, Ron and now Blaise and the one that stood with Zacharias. Harry was glad to note that Ron and Hermione may not have spoken but they both stood by him.

In the end it turned out that ironically it was mostly Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs that were for Blaise being in the group. There were a few exceptions however, and they surprised him. Dean Thomas was standing with Zacharias as was Colin Creevy. Zacharias was the only Hufflepuff against it. The Ravenclaws were split the other way, with Padma being alongside her sister with Harry and everyone else on the side with Zacharias.

Of all the students in the room four took no side at all. Neville, Seamus, Wesley, and Dennis sat in their seats refusing to budge.

There was a stare down before Zacharias spoke up, "Justin, Ernie how can you sit there and be alongside them after all that has happened!" he said.

Justin immediately responded, "What do you know?" He said forcefully, "Were you petrified by a basilisk? No. Have you ever bothered to as what that felt like? No. Have you bothered me about what I was thinking about when I realized that it was not Harry who was doing all of this but someone else and that he had in fact saved me from that Snake? No! So don't talk to me about 'what has happened!' That one year happened and you were nowhere to be seen!"

Ernie then spoke up. "I was wary too, but in the end Blaise proved himself. Take it form me, he is safe." He said.

Padma spoke up, "I would tend to agree that he is safe. But beyond that there is no point in worrying about that now as we need to break down the barriers between the houses. Look at what this simply different in grouping has caused? I see now what the hat meant with its song. You all are judging him without even getting to know him."

Zacharias looked flustered and then looked down at the four who hadn't moved. "So where do you stand on this or are the Gryffindors to scared to stand up for this."

Dennis looked him straight in the eye and said, "Why? This has to be one of the most pointless arguments we could be having. We should just as well kick Harry out for being a Parcel Mouth or Seamus out for being Queer. Or maybe we could kick you out simply because we don't like the way your eyes look on your face?" With that he sat down and stared down the group with an intensity that Harry had rarely seen before. Seamus, Wesley and Neville simply nodded sternly.

At that point the people who were standing by Zacharias started to move back top their seats. It appeared that they had been swayed. Zacharias stood alone for a few seconds before he relented and grudgingly sat down again.

Harry turned to Hermione and Ron, "I assume that you can take this from here? I'm tired." He wasn't sure why but now he was exhausted and he felt like he had accomplished what he had set out to do. He had tested his friends and the majority of them had stood by him. He knew that Dennis was ultimately right that night. Harry felt that he was looking for something however. He had found at least one thing Blaise was one of his choices for whatever he was deciding. He looked at the rest of the group. He knew he had to choose the rest of them fro somewhere and this was a good place to start.

Blaise left alongside him and they both headed out of the room together. Harry noticed that quite a few of the people there had started hading random things to Hermione, but he wouldn't tell what they were. Something told him it was important but not his place to ask so he simply talked away.

He fell into simply feeling again as he let the exhaustion overtake him. The past thing he clearly remembered was separating form Blaise at the entrance to the third floor corridor, and then quickly falling asleep.

Afterthoughts

Sorry Ken, I was wrong no Wesley in chapter 14, I miscounted but he will be revealed in chapter 15. As for this chapter again I may rewrite the DA scene as I was tired and rather trying to just get through it at this point. Oh and if you don't think that there has been much plot then you might want to reread a few of the older chapters because there has been QUITE a bit of plot as of now, it has just been very subtle.

I recommend chapters 1 (Dumbledore's Weapon), 2 (Unexpected Unpleasantness), 6 (Wesley Tinderspoon), 10 (Three Truths Revelaed), 12 (Pensieves and Pressing Problems), and 13 (The High Inquisitors Proud Progeny). These all have major hints to the rest of the plot I them somewhere, and in some form or another. The rest have some minor ones but there is a lot of plot so far the characters are just not really aware of it. But the reader has been clued in a bit more then one might think. I won't tell you anymore and if you don't want to look that's fine it will all be explained in time. But for those of you who want to guess what the plot is, go looking and see what you can find. Have fun and of course, REVIEW!