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Duckie: Ok, you name your muse patsy, and I'll name mine…um…Lime Juice!!  Don't ask.  I couldn't update yesterday due to a great dislike to humankind, and I was afraid I might…(continued on the bottom AN…chappie spoilers. *is there such a thing* wonders self)

Duckymander: God, your good.  Yes, that's right.  Shhhh!!  Don't tell.  It's a secret!

 And thank you!!!!!

DQ: Read on…

BillJoeBob2: k, and YOU ARE SO LUCKY!!  You can get on ff.net at skool??  We have that stupid dog bess blocking, like, every website. (Even ff) "Bess Can't go there" my butt.  Ok, who else has this stupid dog blocking everything?  I wanna kno I'm not alone in dealing with it.

Hrcfsdr: Hey, I know you!  From skool!!  Right…KATIE!! *don don don* lol.  Well, thank you, I agree, and I read it already Katie (you kno im gonna call you KATIE always online, right?).  Read my review.  Its long.  Oh, and you better read my friends one!!

            ***I've devised a poll cuz of Hrcfsdr, here.  Ok, review and tell me: Topic: TV shows.  Question: Which is better, Degrassi or Friends????***

I better get 1 answer…the right one…from all of u.  (Oh, and to those who haven't seen either: FRIENDS IS SO MUCH BETTER!!!!)

How's that, Katie?? *Grins*                            

Mays girl: Thanks!

Lime Juice (my muse's name) came today!  After everybody left from Thanksgiving.  Figures.

Chappie 20: Confusion

The day passed uneventful for Daisy, if you call nothing but a lot of kisses from Draco uneventful.

The next morning, Daisy woke up, and distinguished something unusual on her bedside table.  It wasn't there last night…a piece of jewelry.  She reached over, and picked up the jewelry that sparkled in the sunlight that flooded into the room.  It was a locket, and she couldn't open it.  Near it was a note—Daisy, this is a late Christmas present.  Only you can open it.  When you can open this locket, you will have the stamina to know what's enclosed within it.  Love, Draco

Daisy reread the note, still very mystified.  She decided to go ask Draco about it.

When she knocked on his door, there was no answer.  She crept in, and there was no one there, but on the unmade bed was a note, scrawled by what looked like a muggle pen.

Daisy picked up the note. Daisy—I charmed this so you will be the first to find it.  I had to leave, I'm sorry, but my father…well, don't worry.  Thank your parents for letting me stay, and tell them I'm sorry I couldn't say good-bye.  And thank you, too.  I won't be in Hogwarts when the holidays are over, but I will be back soon.  Think about your locket; you may be able to open it sooner than you think.  Love, Draco.

Daisy reread this too, and left the room more confused than when she entered it.

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            Ron gripped Hermione's hand tightly as he pulled her up the stairs.  Once they were in Ron's room, he said, "Hermione, I'm sorry I brought you here.  I've never seen you blush so much in one week…"

            "Don't be sorry, Ron.  I had a great time, but I miss Harry, and I'm glad to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow.  Don't get me wrong, this was one of the best weeks of my life, but…"

            "Save your breath, Hermione.  It sucked.  Hey, do you know what happened to that letter and parcel Harry sent us on Christmas?  We never did get to read it, did we?" asked Ron.

            "No, it's probably on the floor somewhere…"

            They went on a frantic search for the parcel and letter.  About a minute later, Ron shouted, "I found it!  Come read it with me."

            Hermione climbed over the bed in between them and sat on Ron's lap as she read the letter that was in Ron's hands.

            Dear Ron and Hermione,

            Okay, this is important.  Ron and Hermione looked horrorstruck.  It was a week after they got the letter. I think Voldemort is in England.  I've been having those weird dreams again…you know, the ones that I'm taking Occlumency for?  Well, I don't know how it's happening, I'm clearing my mind every night, and going for lessons with Snape every-other night.  The dream, or vision, I guess, was actually about my sister…and Malfoy.  They seemed to like each other, and Malfoy was standing up for her, but then he…he killed her, and Malfoy's dad was very happy, but than Mr. Malfoy disapparated, and Daisy woke up.  Like she had never been dead.

I dunno if it's just a regular dream, but I don't think that's it.  I mean, Daisy's not dead, right?  These dreams started about a month ago, but I kinda wanted to know all of what happened before I told anybody.  Do you guys think I should tell Dumbledore? At this, Hermione nodded her head vigorously.

Send Hedwig back with a reply, or I'll just talk to you when the Holidays are over.

See you soon,

                                    Harry

Harry was having visions again.  Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, both thinking the same thing.

"Uh oh…"

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            Sirius didn't scream, like Ginny or McGonagall, but instead looked intently at the words that were rolling off the serpents tongue.  "Only a true Parseltongue can possess the snake as I did, and only that way will you find where Potter has gone."

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A/N: Sorry its so short…moms yelling to get off…I'll make the next chappie extra long…I promise.  Peaz review.