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Dedications: This chapter is dedicated to the two reviewers of last chapter lovedbytheangels and Gi Xian you guys totally rock

"Announcement from Dumbledore or Elephants named Bob"

The next time that he saw her it was a Thursday. He remembered that it was Thursday because usually Thursday was his anti-denial day the perfect time for super secret Draco watching. Thursday had officially become his anti-denial day last year when the stress of hiding a secret became so large that it had forced his magic to bring the metaphor elephant in the room to life. Yes another one of the pesky side effects of magic it tended to bring metaphors into life in unimaginable ways. This time it had resulted in purple elephant with magenta and periwinkle polka dots named Bob. He remembered the moment that he discovered Bob's existence he was playing Wizards Chess with Ron in the Griffendor common room when Hermione came up and interrupted their game and asked him, "Harry there's an elephant in the room do you know anything about it?"

"If by elephant you mean my inability to commit due to my inexplicable and unacknowledged mating urges to uptight blond Slytherins with sticks up their asses whose name starts with D and end with o then I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about."

"Well no I didn't mean that at all but that's interesting we should really get back to your urges later when their isn't a freakishly large elephant named Bob standing in our room who says that he wants to talk to you. I really think you should go clear up this mess before we all get in trouble again."

Yea he had taken care of the mess but Bob decided that he was to good for the closet where all of the other dirty, little secrets or metaphors belonged. Bob just had to cause more trouble and trample some first year students. That of course led to an incredibly embarrassing conference with Dumbledore, which led to the discussion of past childhood experiences. The results of which still made his ears blush at the mention of the words caramel, lasagna, and parakeets. To protect his mental health he had promised Dumbledore that he would do something to prevent Bob from ever coming back. That of course led to anti-denial Thursday also he locked Bob up in Foster's Home for Metaphors Brought to Life. But question is it still denial if you're aware of what you're in denial about or is it unacknowledgement wait was that even a real word? So should he change the name into Acknowledgement Thursday, or in the grand scheme of things maybe the name wasn't as important as the fact that that skanky slut Pansy was looking at his man. That bitch, she was looking more like a dog every time he saw her. Oh what was he saying? Oh right, it was Thursday morning and he was eating peanut butter and bananas waffles with slivered almonds and whipped cream smothered with syrup with a big foamy glass of milk on the side. God he loved those waffles, oh darn it he was going off tangent again. He really should start drinking coffee. And now a word from our sponsors: "The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup."

So anyway he was eating breakfast when Dumbledore made an announcement to the room, "Excuse me this your headmaster speaking, can I have your attention please, this year we are lucky enough to have a new class open to all those persons seventeen and older. It will be at 10:55 Thursday mornings. Anyone old enough who is interested should contact his or her head of house immediately for more information. Thank you."

He probably wouldn't have given the class another thought if he hadn't seen the hot one get up from his seat and walk towards that greasy git of a man Severus "My goal in life is to drive everyone I meet completely bonkers and I kick dogs and steal candy from children on a daily basis" Snape and grabbed a piece of paper from him and then disappeared. So it was a great relief when his dear friend and confidante Hermione Granger "kindly" recommended that they should go check the class out. In a typical fashion Ron began to protest loudly to the idea of an extra class.

Of course as everyone should know Ronald Weasly was the type of bloke that didn't like anything that didn't include the words wizards chess, Quidditch, or Hermione or all of the above and he was deeply adverse to the idea of any that situation that involved the phrase "extra work". Furthermore he tended to question the sanity of anyone that would aspire to doing anything more then what was required. So it was quite a shocker to most everyone when six months ago he began dating Hermione "I live to be at the top of the intellectual food chain" Granger.

"But Mione," Ron moaned, "I don't want to take another class. I already do too much as it is."

"If by too much you mean wasting your time on that silly 'sport' Quidditch or goofing off with that game Wizard's chess then yes I do agree you do way too much. How do you live with yourself, don't you ever get tired of living in mediocrity? I know you are so much better then this you are dating me after all. Furthermore if you don't give this opportunity a chance I won't wear that fuzzy pink slip that you like so much to bed anymore." Hermione ranted.

"Oh God my ears, my ears! Why would you say something like that? I have this picture now of you and him and the horizontal tango. I love you guys and think of you as my family hells bells I'll even sing at your wedding if you want me to but please don't ever mention fuzzy pink slip again." Harry wailed.

"Oh grow up, Harry! Sex is a natural part of life it is something that is meant to be explored and dealt with frankly and overtly. Besides you are coming with us too. Come on boys there will be no more protesting from you two. Let's get cracking and fight out what the scoop is." Hermione scolded.

So without another word the trio walked up to Professor McGonical and told her that they were "interested" in the new class. The next thing they knew they were in front of a door in a hallway that they had never seen before. And who should they find was none other then their housemates Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan.

"Well hello guys. Do any of you happen to know what is going on?" Dean questioned.

"I'm curious to find out who our new teacher is, is it someone we know and more importantly are they gorgeous and willing to give a little bit of extra credit if you know what I mean."

Suddenly a voice from what was once an empty space behind them answered them "But what is gorgeous? Many say that beauty is the eye of the beholder. I believe that love is what truly makes us beautiful. How can someone with love in his or her heart be anything other then beautiful? But to answer your question yes she is quite pleasing to the eye and she does believe in extra credit but I'm afraid not the kind that you were hoping."

The voice belonged to one of the most beautiful women any of them had ever seen. She was dressed in a soft, flowing silk dress the color of sunshine. Her hair fell in soft dark waves with a gold tint to it. Harry knew exactly who she looked like. She looked exactly like. She looked exactly like a slightly younger and softer version of Sessilily and he was about to ask her about it when Seamus began to flirt with shamelessly with her.

"Who are you my delicate rose and where have you been all of my life, I'll I have to say to you is do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by you again."

"Thank you for the compliment but I'm not your true love. He's always been right in front of your nose but you've been too blind to see it. But don't worry his love is true unlike all of the others and he will wait for you. Besides I already have a boyfriend its been going on for twenty years now unless you completely disregard the whole fifteen years where he didn't exist and I was forgotten."

"Twenty years holy shit!" Seamus exclaimed.

"I think what he meant was that you look to be about our age. Exactly how old are you?" Dean questioned her.

"A word of advice my friends looks can be deceiving. It all depends on how you look at things. I've been alive for twenty years but I was created to be the age seventeen while two of my sisters will grow old and one will eventually die seventeen is the age I'll remain for all eternity. But that will make more sense once you learn more about our nature. I think it is time for you two to go on to class I need to talk to my godson. Just go on through the door. Seamus, remember what I said. And Dean I have a little bit of advice for you too. Don't pay attention to anything he does or says. He's just scared; he's never been in love before. Go with love my children. All will be well. I'm positively hopeful that things will work out for you two."

While she was talking her clothes changed from a magnificent yellow to a refreshing mint green while her hair took on a green glow. The boys entered the room and then she turned to the trio and said, "I'm just so happy right now. I've been waiting for this moment for fifteen years now. I knew that one day Sessy would wake up and you would finally remember me your godmother. It's been so lonely spending the years with all of the people that I loved moving on with their lives without me. But I've been there for you and all of my little godbabies my little Weasley children. I was there for every moment of your life I was there when you lost your first tooth, I was there when you had your first kiss, and I felt it the moment you fell in love. Don't you remember me Ronnie?

Interlude: A Memory

Today I am two. Today was an interesting day. We all went to the circus. Every one of us including my friends Harry and Draco and all of our parents and godparents. Those two are always trying to kiss each other. Godmama says that one day I will find a nice boy or girl to love and then I will understand. But I just think that I'm only two and kissing is just gross. My godmama is cooler then all of the rest she can talk to anything including all of us kids. She actually understands us unlike all of the other adults and she doesn't underestimate or patronize us. She says that since it is my birthday she will answer a question for me but only one question. I know that I am running out of time that soon I will grow and forget. She has explained to me many times that this is the ways things are. That when we are born we are born with all of the knowledge of all our past lives but eventually we have to forget so we can move on and live our new lives. I have so many questions for her; I think she must know everything there is to know. I could ask where the fountain of youth is, or how do I cure cancer or more importantly I could ask the ever popular how many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of the Tootsie Pop? But I think I would like to know what the meaning of life is. Living life is hard enough as it is. But I think that it should be easier this time around if I don't have to worry about what my purpose is. I ask her, "What is my purpose in life." To which she replies, "to love, my child, the reason you are here is to love." I'm not completely satisfied with the answer. I may have the intelligence and the memories of an adult but I still am only at the emotional level of a two year old. Maybe I just need to wait and get new life experiences before this all makes sense. But if the reason we are here is to know love then why are some people so cold and why is their war, famine, and rape? This is all so confusing I should just stop thinking all together and just feel. All around me there is chaos and noise; People are chatting animatedly, the twins are playing tricks on people with Sirius and Remus, Percy is lecturing Aunt Sylvia on the 1654 war between the indigenous yetis of Tibet against yodeling monkeys of Siberia, the new baby Ginny is crying, Aunt Cecilia is trying to seduce a clown, While Aunt Sessy is painting a picture of a frowning Uncle Severus, while my parents are trying to sneak in a little smooch in while no one is looking, and finally Godmama is reading to Harry, Draco, and I. Her voice gently lulls over me; I nestle inside her arms, and let her cinnamon smells wash over me while I slowly start to fall asleep. I think this is what love must be like. I love this strange woman, my godmother, Legna.

(Interlude Over)

After the memory was over Ron practically latched himself on to his godmother. "My Godmama I can't believe that I forgot all about you. I finally understand what it is like to love someone with all of your heart, Godmama I would like you to meet the love of my life Hermione."

"May I borrow your eyes for a second Ronnie I would like to see your dear one and Harry too of course. I suppose I could change into another one of my forms, but you never really knew about my powers and I don't think you guys are quite ready for that after practically just meeting me and all. Besides it's always interesting to see someone through another's eyes especially if they are in love with person that they are looking at. It won't hurt at all I promise it just might be a little bit strange."

"I don't really understand what you mean but of course you can borrow them."

For a few seconds the two completely switched bodies. For a few brief moments Ron felt all of the power in the universe. He felt everything in the entire universe; it was as if he could feel every emotion that every single living thing had ever felt since the dawn of existence. He felt every tear, every laugh, and every scream. He could see nothing but he was aware of everything. But before he could faint from the sheer enormity of it all things were back to normal and she began to speak again.

"Thank you for that Ronnie she is so lovely and you are growing into a handsome man Harry."

"You amaze me, I don't know how you can survive feeling the emotions of the whole world bombarding you at once and then being blind on top of that. I don't know if I would be able to survive."

"Oh you silly goose I wouldn't do anything to harm you, it wasn't the emotions of the whole world, it was just all of the emotions ever felt in this room and by you three."

"You're an empath aren't you? But I didn't know that they were that powerful and that they could be blind." Hermione questioned her inquisitively.

"Well you know what they say, 'love is blind'. The people that you know to be empaths are not true empaths. These people only have partial empathy they are only able to feel other's emotions if they are real strong emotions or if they are really connected to the other person. I'm the only full empath living now because usually they die before they are one month old. As for the whole blind thing I just see the world differently then all of you. The world is filled with so many lies. People are constantly lying to themselves and other people. Their worldview is marred by their own perceptions of themselves and their perceptions of others. But I see the world as it really is. I see people as they really are. No hiding, no bullshit, just real. I think it is probably time for you guys to go on to class. But I will answer each of your questions. Harry you're right I'm not your godmother but I am an aspect of her that was brought to life. Ron I'm not watching you all of the time I do have other godchildren to watch over and I would never do anything to invade your privacy. Finally Hermione you're wondering how Ron was suddenly able to remember me and his second birthday. That's due to the fact that I'm incapable of lying and being lied to. When I asked him if he remembered me it triggered his last memory of me. Oh also I'm not reading any of your minds you're all just broadcasting it very loudly. That will also enable me to be able to help you all if you ever need me. If you ever need me I'll be able to find you. But now class is starting just go into the door with an open mind and everything will soon make sense. Have a good class."

The three entered the room and all were startled to discover…

Authors Note: At about four and a half single spaced this the longest chapter that I have ever done. Love it, hate it? Please let me know in a review. Constructive criticism is accepted but please no flames. I know that this all kind of confusing but I promise that it will make sense later on. Also in this chapter I introduced the memory interlude. As the story progresses you will get a lot of this because one of the characters has the power of memory.

Response to Reviews:

To Gi Xian: I'm so glad that you love it. And the question about Sessy being a Maureder who is in love with Snape. Basically as the story moves on you will find out that things were almost completely different in the world where she exists. Also you will find out why there is the rivalry between the Maureders and Severus. Also Sessy is related to two of the Maureders. And as for the whole Sessy/Snape relationship reincarnation plays a big role in it. Thanks for the review.

To lovedbytheangels: Thanks for the review and for adding me on your author alert list. I really like Sessy too she cracks me up when I write about her. I'm sorry that this chapter is kind of confusing too but I need all of these pieces so that later on they will all add up and make sense.