My computer crashed (about three times when I was re-writing this fic)…. My chapter 6 disappeared into thin air…. So, if this re-written chapter isn't satisfactory, please pardon me…. TT Sorry for taking such a long time to write this, too.

What exactly did Ron tell Sakura? What's Sakura's big secret she's keeping from everyone but the twins? What does Cho Chang's presence mean? All I can say is: it's confusing enough at it is, so you gotta pay attention! Hee…. R&R, please!

Ginny's room

"Come, on Ron! Speak louder!" Harry pressed his ear to the wall. Harry together with Ginny and Hermione were all having their ears pressed to the wall dividing Ginny's room and Ron's room.

"It's no use! Ron's just too shy and dim-witted to admit to Sakura!" Hermione plopped herself on Ginny's bed. She shook her head disapprovingly, when she saw two people at the door. "Uh…. You two…." Hermione tugged Harry's shirt.

"Stop it Hermione, I'm trying to listen," Harry turned and paused.

"When will you people learn that in order to poke your noses into other people's business, you have to ask Fred and George Weasley first?" George crossed his arms and shook his head disapprovingly. Fred was making a 'tsk-tsk-tsk' sound while shaking his head.

"But, since you can't hear anything, we shall forgive and forget!" Fred grinned and winked.

"Because we present – "

"– The one and only – "

"Extendable Ears©: Version 3.2!" the twins said in unison, presenting a small case full of Extendable Ears.

"They're fashioned just like a Muggle's hearing aid!" Fred showed Harry, Hermione and Ginny. He sounded like a salesman on cable TV.

"So, you can eavesdrop anytime, anywhere! With clear sound, too!" George placed an Extendable Ear© on each Harry, Hermione and Ginny's right ears.

The three others just shrugged and listened to the next room. The twins followed suit: they already had their own Extendable Ears© on.

"Gee, you're right! I can even hear Ron's feet shuffling!" Harry whispered.

"Why thank you for the positive customer feedback! Always welcome!" George whispered back and winked.

The group listened for the next few minutes, but there was silence. Except for the occasional shuffles, they could hear nothing else.

"Come on you two! Say something! Anything!" Hermione hissed.

"Alright, how about bug off?" The party turned and saw Ron and Sakura standing together at the doorway, grinning ear to ear.

"What –? Huh?" Hermione looked from Ron and Sakura to the neighboring room.

"If you guys were wondering, I said 'yes' to Ron…." Sakura smiled sheepishly. She looked at Ron and held his arm. Ron cleared this throat.

"I suppose that doesn't require further questioning from you lot," Ron nodded to Sakura and they both headed for Sakura's room. "Oh, and don't eavesdrop, if you mind," Ron reminded the group. The rest of the gang was left in Ginny's room, not able to register the fresh piece of information into their minds as yet.

Sakura's room

"Hah! I wouldn't exchange a thousand Galleons for the looks on their faces just now!" Ron smirked as he sat on Sakura's bed, and Sakura closed the door behind her. Sakura pulled her study chair across Ron and sat, forcing a smile on her face.

"What's the matter?" Ron's face immediately creased with concern, and he placed his hand on Sakura's, which were on her laps.

She looked into Ron's eyes and searched them. He truly was concerned for her. Should she tell him? No, it would be too much of a risk. She would risk Ron's life. Maybe even Harry's and everyone else's. Sakura sighed.

"Ron…. It's nothing…. I'm just thinking of how to help you. And I'm really tired. Working with your brothers is really fun, but tiresome! I'm so sorry. I guess I'll have to turn in for the night. Good night, Ron," Sakura smiled and opened her door.

"Okay, well…. Good night and take care. And if you really have a problem, you should tell me, you know? I'm always here to help," Ron left.

Sakura threw herself on her bed. She lied to Ron. There was something she wanted to tell him. In fact, she wanted to tell the whole world. But she couldn't. She stared at the ceiling and fell into an uneasy sleep….

Ron and Harry's room

Harry, meanwhile, was asleep and was dreaming….

He walked through a forest, thick and dark. A mist hung in the air, making seeing far difficult. He seemed to know where he was going. He walked briskly, surely. Before long, he reached a hut. He knocked twice, and the door creaked open. He stepped inside, and saw a hooded figure seated in front of a dimly lit fireplace.

"You called, my Lord?" he heard a voice ask. Wait, it wasn't a voice. Those words came from his mouth! But it was a female's voice!

The figure gestured for him to come closer. "Tell me of your news, dear." That voice, Harry thought. It sounded familiar…. It was Voldemort's voice!

"Yes, my Lord. News that will enrage you. Lucius Malfoy is trying to flee us. And he's doing it tomorrow. With his family. A coward, he is. He'd rather save his own fortune than help you, Lord!" Harry said. The female voice said.

"Then, my dear, it's time we gave the others a little wake up call…. We meet tomorrow, at his place," Voldemort said with a hiss.

"Yes, my Lord. I take my leave now –" the girl was interrupted by Voldemort.

"Wait…. Where are you off to? Such a rush. Hiding something from me? I can see right through you…." Voldemort rose from his seat and walked towards her. The floorboards creaked under his weight. Her heart was beating furiously.

"Of course I'm not hiding anything from you my Lord. Why would I? I just don't want Potter and the others to suspect anything. It is very crucial that they fall into the trap I set," the girl said.

Voldemort grinned and laughed softly. Harry felt a shiver go down his spine. The girl's spine. "Well, my dear. I know that. What I meant was don't you have any news for me of them?"

"Not as yet, my Lord. Things are going quite smoothly as I had anticipated," the girl smiled.

"Good, good. Well, go now then. I'll see you tomorrow."

Harry awoke from his sleep abruptly. He wasn't quite sure what the dream meant. But it reminded him of something. Back in his fifth year in Hogwarts. Such dreams are all too familiar to Harry. He immediately shook Ron up.

A few moments later

"So…. What you're saying is…. Voldemort's going to kill the Malfoys tomorrow night? With his assistant? A girl?" Ron asked, unsure of what he just heard from Harry. He knew that such dreams from Harry proved to be true, but how true was this one? It has been some time since Harry had such dreams.

"Yes, and it seems that his girl is after us too. I mean, she's after me. Probably so that she can send me to Voldemort and have him kill me," Harry sighed.

"Do you recognize this girl's voice? Is she someone we know?" Ron asked.

"I'm – I'm not sure myself Ron. For – For a moment, she sounded like…. No, no. I don't think – It can't be –," Harry shook his head, not wanting to believe what he was about to say.

"Who do you think it is, Harry?" Ron didn't like the tone of Harry's voice.

"I think," Harry licked his lips and he swallowed hard; his throat and lips suddenly felt very dry. "I think she's Sakura." He looked at Ron. He watched Ron's face change from curious to shock to disbelief. "I know, I know. I'm just saying that the girl's voice sounded like Sakura's. You know what, Ron? It could just be a silly dream." Harry shook his head and started to pull his cover over himself.

"Yeah…. Yeah, just a silly dream," Ron said after a while and he went to sleep himself.

The following morning, at the twins' joke shop

Fred yawned sleepily as he watched Sakura flit around the shop, dusting the items. "What you doing that for, darling? It's slow business today. It is, after all Monday today. Maybe we should close early, George," said Fred.

"I agree with you, Fred. Come, Sakura. Stop dusting! What's with you today, anyway? You seem…. A little less bubbly than usual," George took the duster from Sakura and kept it away. Fred flipped the 'Open' sign on the glass door to 'Closed' and switched a few lights off.

"What? Me? No! Nothing wrong with me! Just that it's so boring today!" Sakura lied.

"No. You think? Look, we know when something's wrong, and we know there's something wrong. Is it a test coming up in class or something?" George put his arm around Sakura's shoulder.

"Well…. Yeah. It's today. I mean, I've got Charms later, and there's a quiz. We're supposed to practice on a few spells we've been learning. Especially the more intermediate ones," Sakura lied again.

"You should have said so earlier! Well, let's start practicing then!" Fred began to take out his wand, when Sakura stopped him.

"No, it's alright. I've practiced. I don't want to over-stress myself. But thanks for the offer!" Sakura smiled. Just then, a familiar tap came on the window of the joke shop. It was Cho.

"Look what the wind blew in," Fred rolled his eyes and opened the door. "Sorry Cho. We're closed for the day," Fred pointed at the sign on the door.

"Oh, I know. I just want to see if Sakura's free. I'd like to have a chat with her," Cho looked at Sakura for an answer.

"Yeah, I'm free right now. But I've only got two hours to spare. I have something on after that," Sakura grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She turned to wave goodbye at the twins, and they both winked and gave her a thumbs-up sign, which meant good luck for her Charms test. Sakura grinned and nodded.

At a café, somewhere in London

"Tell me, Sakura. Don't you miss Cedric after all these years?" Cho asked, stirring her milkshake with her straw.

"C-Cedric? Well…. I guess yeah…. I miss him…. He was a very nice boy," Sakura tried hard not to look at Cho. She couldn't possibly tell Cho. Not now, at least.

"I miss him so much, Sakura. So much…. His smile, the way he runs his finger through his hair…." Cho rested her chin on her palm.

Sakura glanced at Cho. She was a very pretty girl, and now he face was painted with so much…. Longing for Cedric? Sakura immediately felt a pang of guilt. Her stomach churned inside out, and she felt dizzy.

"I'm sorry, Cho. I'm not feeling very well. I have to go." Sakura rushed out of the café, leaving a confused Cho behind. Sakura ran aimlessly, not knowing where to go, just as long as she was away from Cho. Then she stopped running just as suddenly as when she ran out of the café. Her breathing was uneven, and she took a few deep breaths before she managed to slow her heartbeat. She looked around to see where she was, only to find that she was outside the phone booth of the Ministry of Magic. She shrugged and went inside.

At the Ministry of Magic

"Miss Kanzaki! You are very early today! One hour before you are due, in fact. But never mind, Professor Dumbledore wishes to see you this instant," greeted a surprised Professor Flitwik. Sakura walked into the room she was shown to and closed the door behind her. She took a seat in the room which was now very familiar to her. This was where she took all her classes. Private lessons with Hogwarts teachers until the OWLS.

"Ahem," Sakura cleared her throat, startling Dumbledore as he was examining a crystal ball in the far corner of the room. "You wish to see me, sir?"

"Why, yes. You must be astonished that I requested to see you today, when you were supposed to have a Charms quiz this moment?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he gazed at her from his half-moon glasses. Sakura gulped, but nodded anyway. After all, she needed Dumbledore to know the truth.

"Right, then. I assume you know that Lord Voldemort has been waiting for the right moment to kill Harry, with the help of – his faithful right-hand person?" Dumbledore smiled as he deliberately looked Sakura in the eye as he said the last few words of his sentence.

This was it. No running away. Sakura breathed in deep, and cleared her throat. "Yes, Professor Dumbledore, sir. But, I wish to discuss this with you in a place less accessible by Voldemort and other folk. What I need to tell you sir, could endanger my life, and more importantly, the rest of the world."