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Triumvirate of Power.

Lily looked concerned towards the sand clock hanging on the far wall of the Great Hall. It had been hours since they had arrived and she hadn't seen her son since he disappeared with his friends more than three hours ago. While James and Sirius didn't seem to know where they had gone either, Dumbledore didn't seem concerned at all. When questioned, the old headmaster only said that the three teens were still on school grounds and not to worry.

Dinner was nearly over when the missing trio reappeared. They entered the Hall together, whispering quietly to each other not taking any notice of everyone staring at them. They just took their place at the Gryffindor table and started to eat.

"Harry?"

The trio looked up at Neville, who had been sitting silently at their side since they arrived. "Yes?"

The boy looked a bit nervous at his former classmate.

"We were wondering if you would join us in class tomorrow."

Harry shook his head lightly. "I don't think so; we have a few things to arrange, and little time to do so."

The other teen frowned. "Something is going to happen, isn't it? That's why you're back even when you swore you wouldn't come here again."

Hermione's voice answered before Dragon could utter a word. "Don't worry about it, Neville. Yes, something is going to happen, at least, we think so, but we will take care of it, don't worry."

While the other teen didn't look reassured at their words, he left them alone. Ron shook his head lightly and sipped at his juice. "Do you think Myrtle will manage?"

His voice was hushed and no one seemed to be paying attention to them. Dragon nodded lightly. "It's our best shot. We need to know what's going on with Voldemort, and we can't really risk a living person to get that information."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Should we tell Snape? After all, if there is a spy within the Death Eaters, he doesn't need to risk his own life."

Before one of her companions could answer, a soft thrill went through them. 'No, my children, let the Dark One be. His role isn't finished yet.'

The trio tensed a bit, recognising the voice of the old Phoenix. As one, they stood up and left the Great Hall, ignoring the inquisitive stares that followed them out. Once in the hall, they headed outside and sat on the stairs, closing their eyes in meditation. At once, their minds were transported towards the dark place the Phoenix usually was. The great bird was watching them with a fond expression in his brilliant eyes.

Hermione was the first one to speak. "Why shouldn't we warn Professor Snape? We all know that his position within the Death Eaters is precarious; he risks his life every time he answers a summoning, why not stop it before Voldemort finds out and kills him?"

The bird shook his head lightly. "Professor Snape's role hasn't finished yet, my children; while insuring Myrtle's help was a wonderful idea, there are things she can't do. Don't worry about your professor, he will be fine, I promise you this."

Harry sighed and rubbed his head. "You've never led us astray before, Phoenix, so I see no reason not to trust you now, but I don't like it. Professor Snape may never be my friend, but I know he has risked a lot for the light, and he doesn't deserve to be killed for it."

The bird nodded lightly. "I understand, young Dragon, but don't worry so much; everything will be fine."

Before any of them could add anything else, a sound from the outside world broke their concentration, and the three teenagers found themselves back in the real world, sitting on the front steps that led to the castle. As one, they turned around, tensing slightly, ready to act if necessary. To their surprise, Snape was standing there, looking at them through narrowed eyes.

They looked at each other for a long while, before the man winced slightly and continued on his way out, passing them without a word. When the man finally disappeared, the three Gryffindors couldn't help but sigh in relief.

Griffin shook his head. "That was weird."

Phoenix stood up slightly, nodding in agreement, and she than nodded towards the now opened door. "We might as well go inside before someone else comes here and finds us doing weird things."

Dragon raised an eyebrow to her in amusement. "Weird, Phoenix? Define weird."

The girl laughed as she started to walk up the stairs, the boys following reluctantly after her. "Weird is anything we do, which the others don't."

Griffin snorted. "That's about everything."

Phoenix smiled sweetly up at him. "Exactly my point."

Laughing lightly, the three teenagers made their way to the Gryffindor Common room where Griffin and Phoenix had been staying until then.

The evening passed calmly. The members of the Lion house were sitting silently, apparently studying for their end of term exams. That suited the trio just fine since they didn't really want to talk to anyone, and if they needed to speak to each other they could do it through their minds, eyes never straying from the books they held in their hands.

They had all gone to bed fairly late, but it didn't seem like they were going to get a full nights rest. It was about three in the morning when a high-pitched shriek woke everyone in the tower. In the girls' bedroom, Phoenix was up and had a robe over her pyjamas before Parvati and Lavender could wake up enough to get out of their beds.

Hermione stormed down the stairs with half of the Gryffindor girls walking slowly behind her. The shrieks hadn't stopped, but they became softer as they approached the common room. Hermione immediately locked gazes with Ron and Harry, who were standing side by side in front of the boy's staircase. The three of them turned around and looked to the being that had been making those horrible sounds.

Dragon approached cautiously, ignoring the opening door that allowed Minerva and Albus to step inside the tower.

"Myrtle? What's wrong?"

The apparition turned around sharply and the three teens were faced with a softly golden glowing ghost. "Oh, Harry, it's horrible. The Riddle boy has captured a woman, Tonks is her name, and he says she knows a lot about Dumbledore's organization." There was a sharp gasp coming from the two teachers but all the teens were focused on the Fryetha. "She seems to be very important, because Snape has given away his position to save her. They are currently running from a large group of Death Eaters."

Dragon narrowed his eyes. "Do you know where they are?"

Myrtle nodded lightly. "I put that small spell on them that Hermione taught me. She said she would be able to track it down."

Phoenix and Griffin both started to move to their respective stairs, they needed to get a move quickly, it seemed that Snape had done his last act as a Death Eater, just as the Great Phoenix had predicted, but now it was up to them to make sure they made it out alive. Dragon noticed his friends moving, but he stayed behind, still speaking to the ghost.

"Please, Myrtle, return to Riddle. Now that Professor Snape has blown his cover we'll need all the information we can get. Be careful, ok?"

The ghost nodded and disappeared with a soft popping sound. Once that was done, Harry turned to the other teens, still watching in awe as he dealt with the ghost. He smiled slightly at them, and then raised a hand slightly. A soft mist started to gather on his palm.

Seamus, who had been standing close by, frowned a bit. "Harry? What's going on?"

The boy shook his head. "Don't worry about it, just go back to sleep."

A fourth year snorted at him. "How are we supposed to go back to sleep after that?"

Dragon smiled softly and raised his palm higher. Suddenly, the small wisp of mist expanded, encompassing everyone in the room. Soft pops where heard around and as soon as the mist cleared, only Dragon and the two teachers were left in the large room.

Professor McGonagall gasped. "What did you do?"

Dragon shrugged lightly. "I just sent them back to bed, they won't remember anything in the morning. It wouldn't do for everyone to know our new spy."

Dumbledore shook his head in amazement. "I never would have thought to use a ghost for this."

The teen cocked his head lightly. "She's not a usual ghost, she's a Fryetha, and Riddle killed her, so..."

He didn't seem to be willing to explain more, and just at that moment, Ron and Hermione returned. Griffin was carrying his robe, which he tossed to Dragon as soon as he was within reach, and Hermione was carrying a small crystal ball, which was shinning softly in the dimness of the room.

"Come on, guys, we can track them down with this."

Ron and Harry nodded lightly and together they moved to the largest window. Minerva stepped a bit more inside the room. "Wait just a moment, you can't just go out there chasing after Severus and Tonks while a horde of Death Eaters are after them."

The three teens looked at each other and then shrugged. "Why not?"

And before the concerned teacher had the chance to add anything else, Phoenix gave the ball to Dragon, and she and Gryffin transformed into their animagus forms. Without a glance back to the two teachers, Harry mounted the Griffin's back, and they left the common room.

To be continued....

A/N: Thanks for all reviews and thanks to my beta reader, Vinnie.