A/N/scratches head sheepishly/ I'm so sorry, I forgot this was up here! There so much to get through now that have like half the story done and posted on my message board LMAO…um…again so sorry for the extremely long wait

Disclaimer: well you're free to think I own them, flames as always are used to feed Xander, my Dragon muse.


Harry sighed and stared around the room, his eyes landing on Draco. Draco was staring around the room also, out of the corner of his eye he saw Harry watching him, so he turned his head and they locked eyes.

Harry didn't expect this and cast his eyes down to the desk avoiding all eye contact with anyone.

"Ok" Mcgonagall said "transforming rocks into Weapons, this particular transformation is useful in battle, incase you lose your wand."

'Or it doesn't work against the dark lord' Harry thought bitterly.

"The incantation is as follows 'Telum ut optimus consentaneus mihi'. When you say this, your rock will take the form a weapon that best suites you. You may begin".

There was a chorus of 'Telum ut optimus consentaneus mihi' and the rocks were transformed.

Harry stared in wonder as his rock changed into his weapon. Everyone else stared in wonder to, the glowing had gotten their attention.

"What is it?" Hermione breathed, looking a little forlornly at her ornate dagger.

"I...don't know" Harry said, not really sure if he should pick it up, it was kinda pulsing.

The weapon that lay before Harry was a shimmering purple and a blue dagger, with a solid hilt that had several different jewels encrusted into it.

"It's an energy dagger," Mcgonagall said a little awed. "I thought they were just a myth."

"A...what?" Harry asked.

"An Energy dagger, is made from your magical energy and does serious damage in a fight" Mcgonagall said. "They are extremely dangerous, extremely rare and if the energy touches anyone it will kill them."

"Finite Incantatum" Harry said "Best not use that until absolutely necessary".

Mcgonagall nodded and the bell sounded signaling the end of class and they all headed for lunch. "Harry I'm kinda freaked out right now" Hermione confided.

"Yeah, you're not the only one" Harry said to her, sitting at the Gryffindor table and piling some food on his plate.

They were the last ones in the hall so it was a surprise to everyone when the hall doors opened, everyone turned to look at the doors and were shocked to see a projector wheeling it's self into the hall.

Confusion clouded around everyone, until it clicked on and started playing. It went through the whole dream again and all Harry had the strength to do was sit there and watch it all over again.

Watching Sirius fall over and over again. The hall was silent and as one they all turned and stared at Harry. There was another click and the Projector started again.

"NO!" Harry jumped up and yelled a tremble in his voice, he couldn't stand to see Sirius fall again. "NO!" he yelled again. The projector went up in flames, but it didn't burn.

The dream played surrounded by flames, protected by Harry's magical signature. It seemed more evil surrounded by flames. Like his dream came from the very depths of hell. He was transfixed, he couldn't look away and silent tears rolled down his face as Sirius fall through the veil again.