A/N:

Ok, I kno you wont forgive me but please don't lose interest in my story.  Have any of you writers ever felt like…not writing?  Well, that's the disease I got, (and still have, but am forcing myself to write this) im SOOOO sorry everyone.

Oh and that's not the only reason, but that's most of it.

8th grade in my school is harder than 10th grade in HS.  Serious.  I kno 11th graders who say 8th grade was their hardest year…and guess what grade im in??!?  8th!!

It sucks.

Oh and I'm gonna try doing stuff like previous chapters…you'll see.

And…ummm…I forgot.

Ok, I'll stop rambling after an important announcement…

HERE YE HERE YE!!  (don't ask)  MY FRIENDS AND I HAVE MADE AN ACCOUNT WHERE WE WRITE STORIES TOGETHER, BUT MOSTLY FOR MY FRIEND STEPH, BECAUSE SHE CAN'T HAVE 1.  ITS (the penname) IS…               "LAS CHICAS LOCAS".  MEANS THE CRAZY GIRLS.  DESCRIBES US PERFECTLY.         

Ok, that's the end to all my caps locking stuff.

ONWARD!!

No wait that was more caps lock.

Oh god, im procrastinating.  Again.  As usual.

Ok, really.

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Chapter 21: ????

            Previous Chapter… "Only a true Parseltongue can possess the snake as I did, and only that way will you find where Potter has gone."

            Sirius was still staring at these words, though long before, he knew what they had said.  Ginny and Professor McGonagall were still screaming and it was giving him a headache.

            "Shut up, will you both?"

            At this, the professor and Ginny stopped abruptly.

            "Thank god," sighed Sirius.

            Ginny noticed the words slipping off the serpents tongue before Professor McGonagall did. "On-Only a true Par-Par-Parseltongue…can possess the snake as I-I did…an-and only that way…will you f-find where Po-Potter has-has gone." Stuttered Ginny in between sobs of terror and sorrow.

            At this, Professor McGonagall looked alarmed, and then at Sirius with a look of terror sprawled all over her face.  "He…he took…Harry?  Harry's right here…unless he took him in essence…"

            "Apparently," sighed Sirius.  "I thought the ministry was still watching him.  Harry, I mean."

            He said this more like a question than a statement.

            "They are, Sirius, but not every moment of his life!" yelled McGonagall.

            "Well, maybe they should!" protested Sirius.

            Ginny thought this was rather funny, to see two adults arguing, one of them her strictest teacher.  Professor McGonagall seemed to have no lips left, as they were the exact same color of her pale face.

            As McGonagall opened her mouth to scream back a response, Ginny roared, "QUIET!" The two adults started, and looked at her like they didn't realize she was still there.  "Now," Ginny continued, "Can we focus on the situation at hand, please?  Harry?"

            Professor McGonagall looked disappointed in herself.  "So sorry, Miss Weasley, to lose my temper in front of you,"

            "Never mind that, what are we going to do about Harry?"

            Professor McGonagall looked over to Harry, who was still shaking and on the floor.  She winced, and then murmured, "Bloody hell, Dumbledore always picks the worst times to leave…first the Stone, and now this…"

            Sirius heard what she said.  "But Minerva, Dumbledore isn't the solution to everything…"

            "He is to most everything," interjected Ginny.

            Sirius gave her a look as to say, you're not helping, and continued.

            "I think we can handle this until Dumbledore gets back…we just have to alert the order.  Get everyone out looking for Harry…"

            He was cut off by Professor McGonagall muttering, "But the words…it says only a true Parseltongue can find him…"

            All of them looked even more frightened by this, but then Ginny had an idea.

            "Professor, You-Know-Who possessed me, right?  So that means he left some of his 15 year old powers with me…one of them probably being Parseltongue…I dunno, I've never tried it."

            "Brilliant, Ginny!  Say something to the snake…" exclaimed Sirius.

            He was cut short yet again by Professor McGonagall.  "Sirius!  She can't just speak to the snake!  She will probably get transported to where Harry is and it's dangerous, and we don't even know if she is a Parselmouth…"

            "Well, there's only one way to find out!" said Sirius, brightly.

            The professor's eyes turned to gaze at an anxious-looking Ginny, who was staring at Harry's wriggling body, to Sirius; his pale face vivid and eager.

            And before McGonagall could say anything, Ginny looked up and said clearly with dignity, "I'm going, Professor."

            And with that, Ginny looked the hovering snake in the eye, and spoke—something that sounded like hissing—to the serpent.  Suddenly, a tornado-like dark wind swept through the common room, causing everything to upturn and leave black dust everywhere.

            Ginny was gone.

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

"Uh oh…"

"Erm…well…we might've expected it somewhat," uttered Hermione.  "I mean, he used to have them all the time…"

"Yes, well, Hermione, I still think it was Snape.  You know, opening his mind further."

"Ron, you know that's not true so stop saying it."

Hermione sighed.  "You know, Ron, I think we have to start talking to Harry more.  He's our best friend, and we've kind of been ignoring him…"

"You're right," remarked Ron.  This surprised Hermione, because according to him, she was never right.

"We better go back downstairs, Ron" muttered Hermione.

(A/N: This is where I would leave it probably, but I promised you guys a longer chappie…oh and the 1st section thing would be broken in 2 too.)

"Yeah, but I don't want to see Bill's hideous face again!"

Hermione kissed his cheek and led him out the door and down the stairs, but Hermione suddenly stopped short, before the last curve in the staircase, and Ron bumped into her.

"Why'd you stop, 'Mione?"

Hermione didn't answer; just put a finger to her lips and pointed into the wall, where voices can be heard on the other side of the divider.

"…Yes, that's right, Molly.  We just found out…Minerva just told me to pop over here to tell you guys what happened…" He sounded distressed.

"It's Sirius!" murmured Ron excitedly.  They hadn't seen their dog-like friend since summer.

"Shhhh!" ordered Hermione.

"…Been taken somewhere, we don't know where yet, and we're still informing order members.  Actually, this is the first house I've been to, and probably the last."  He sighed.  "I hate having to pretend I'm practically dead."  Sirius shook his head violently.  "No, focus on Harry.  Yes, his body is still in Gryffindor tower, but his 'essence' as McGonagall calls it, is with Voldemort."

Hermione and Ron, looking horrified, could hear the Weasleys flinch at the name.

"So, Sirius, Harry's mind is with You-Know-Who, Dumbledore is gone, and you and McGonagall are the only ones telling everybody this?" Sirius nodded.  "Come on Dad, we need to help him!" said an eager Bill.

"Bill, you and your father aren't any help to…" Molly paused at the look on Sirius's face, which plainly said, please help me.  "Fine.  Do whatever you want.  I just wanted a nice holiday with the family, but no, I couldn't even have that…"

"Don't worry, Molly dear.  Christmas is over already, the kids are going back to school tomorrow, and I'll be back at around midnight," comforted Arthur, as he grabbed his cloak and kissed his wife's cheek.

"MIDNIGHT!  IT'S NOON!"

"Yes, dear, well…"(A/N: "pop calls!!"  Lol Katie.  Ok, everyone else, you can ignore this A/N, it was just an inside joke that fit perfectly in)

He didn't answer, just turned around and disapparated.  Bill cast a sideways glance at his mother, and then disapparated too.

Molly sighed.  "Sirius, why can't he just die?" (A/N: referring to Voldemort)

"He will soon, Molly, he will soon."

Mrs. Weasley dropped out of her gaze at the wall, and screamed, "HARRY'S MIND HAS BEEN CAPTURED BY LORD VOLDEMORT??!?" as if she was hearing it for the first time.

"Shhhh, keep it down, Molly, Minerva doesn't want Ron and…Hermione!  Good to see you!"  Sirius changed his sentence, and obviously thought that Hermione and Ron, looking very tense and who decided to walk into the kitchen, had no clue what they were talking about.

"You too, Sirius," as she gave her grown friend a hug.

"So," said Ron, with an air of impatientness, "Why don't you want us to know Harry was ca-captured by You-Know-Who?" he stuttered, as though saying it will make it final.

Sirius gave Molly the tiniest of glares as if to say, why can't you keep your big mouth shut? before turning to Ron.

"Well Ron, I don't know how you know that, unless, of course, you heard your mother screaming, as the whole world did, so I no longer have to inform the rest of the Order, as they, of course, have heard your mothers screaming." As he said this sternly, though trying not to grin at what he knew would be Ron's resoponce, he shot a menacing glower at Mrs. Weasley.

"Ummm…hello, Sirius?  You should know how we know by two reasons: 1) My brothers are Fred and George!  I've read their book, The Experienced Pranksters Guide to Life so many times I can recite it from cover to cover, like Hermione can with every book she reads (Hermione showered a proud grin to everyone); and 2) YOU WOULD KNOW BECAUSE YOU WOULD HAVE DONE IT TOO AT OUR AGE!  BLOODY HELL, YOU WOULD STILL DO IT NOW!"

Sirius had laugh by fear of breaking his rib cage.  He had so many fond memories with James, Remus, and Peter. (A/N: DIE PETTEGREW DIE!!  *Devil horns grow out of head as I condemn Wormtail to death*)

"Yes," he gasped between breaths, "You're right, I would have done it.  And…you're right again, I would still do it!"

Molly shook her head in disapproval, as did Hermione.  She muttered to Hermione, "Men."

Hermione chuckled in approval.

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(A/N: I tend to update at night, and I'm getting tired, so this'll be short.  I already have the next chappie written, though, so I'll post it tomorrow.)

            Daisy stayed in her room, in front of her computer, talking to all her muggle friends.  They all wanted to know about her time as a "foreign exchange student".

(IM)

DAiSy4eVaInLuV: yea, they have the cutest guys in England.  u have to come visit sum time…idk when.  Im leavin in june, yea…

(End of IM)

Daisy was cut short of typing by her mom bounding in her room asking about 'where Draco has gone and when he was coming back because she liked him…He was respective.'

"He's gone back to Hogwarts, mom," said Daisy, stretching.

"Oh, I'm sorry he's gone so quickly.  How did he return to your school?" asked Barbara (Daisy's mom)

"Floo powder."

"Oh." Barbara knew about floo powder, as that is how Daisy came to Hogwarts in the first place.

"Well, I'll leave you alone to your friends," said Barbara, backing out of the room.

"Thanks mom."  Daisy fingered the locket Draco gave her…a habit she started as soon as she put it on.  But, something didn't feel right…it was breaking.  She gulped as the gold heart opened, and inside was an engraved letter, and the inside expanded, although the outside didn't.

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A/N: Ah ha!!  And what does the locket say?  Hmmm…I kno I kno!!  I already wrote it, and spent a long time selecting the words.  GTG before you can hear my mom screaming from where you live------Jennie.