Jamie Prongs- OK. It was a bit short I guess… sorry… I just came back from a week of skiing, so I figured, might as well pound out a quickie before I leave. I'll try to make this one longer.

Eternal Echo- I know. I should've updated/told you I didn't drop off the face of the earth/made the computer work. Ah well. I'm too loveable and cute for you to be mad at me! Heh.

IamSiriusgrl- YES! FINALLY SOMEBODY USES THE WORD 'GAH'! I am so relieved – thought I was the only one. My hat off to you!

Angel of Elements- OK. I can't tell you if Lily's a seer. I know. Sucks, right? Sorry. That might give away the whole plot line (which, as depressing as it is, has not been deciphered by the author yet. Damn thing is writing itself with very long pauses and no plan whatsoever. The author blames her muse.) But I will tell you this. Somebody wanted to get that prophecy out, and it is convenient to knock out somebody who isn't used to being spoken through by ways of a fall.

Marguerida- I'm so glad you're finding this interesting. Perhaps cause I read it far to many times, but I find it a little…. Un-original. I dunno… seems like the plot's been used too much. Ah well, I won't ruin your actually liking of the story! .

angelofevil- hah. Btw, I LURVE your penname. So cool! A lot of stuff is going on, so… well yeah, at the moment, most of the messed up things are difficult, but possible to chip away at the meaning. Other things are complete randomness that might someday actually mean something. My story's confusing… cause I like confuddling people. It's fun. Plus then I get reviews telling me to get my ass updating like I should then I feel like I'm needed, and it's a very warm and fuzzy feeling! Lol. Lily may be smarter, but she's not got too much common sense. Like Hermione said in book one, "most wizards haven't got an ounce of common sense"… or something like that. I'm glad you feel like I'm sufficiently responding, I do hate it when people are all vague on me. It annoys me. Please don't get mad again…. cowers in the corner Oh. And thanks for loving my story… but it might be a bit of an inconvenience to both you and my # of reviews if you die….. .

Perky Turkey- ah… all knowingness will come with time. BTW… interesting name. It's very… perky. In an odd sort of way.

Beth5572- Well. Here's what I write next! Oh, and my mum would be proud if she saw that you said "thank you". Apparently I don't say it enough…. That is so not true. My mum just likes to make me feel guilty.

kiwiblue- hehehe indeed. They may be in the blue, but what's the fun of being in the blue if you can't wreck some havoc in between confusing randomness?

OK. Now that I've used up like, a page worth of answering to reviews, I suppose I've gotta write the story. Damn. Well here goes!

Third person and more

Harry was thinking of stuff. To be more specific, he was thinking about how James could be so mean. Was it really in his blood to do that? 'Nah' he thought, and promptly fell asleep.

'In the morning, it was a Saturday. Which sort of made sense since the day before had been a Friday. But not completely. Cause really, who knew in Hogwarts? If doors could change places, why couldn't days change?'

Suddenly, Ginny woke from her odd daydreaming about the days of the week and berated herself for thinking in third person again. 'She does need to go to a shrink, doesn't she? See! Even now she's narrating what's going on in her own mind!'

Now, Ginny was internally yelling so hard that she bumped her head into her canopy post. A strong voice thundered from her mouth (which didn't fit the petite girl, thought the unconscious girl unconsciously AU. Yes. I did mean that. Sorry. Odd chapter today. in third person, of course)

They are flung into the world

Unknowing and afraid

Both have secrets that must be revealed

To help

The world is a harsh place, with many wrongs that must be sorted

Or else, the worst shall come

These two are the saviors, as their replacements learn more about the saviors than they wish too

All in the end will be clear

If they stay away from the murky world underneath truth, good shall come

But if not, evil shall rule the earth, for years to come

Only when those who live now are powder in the ground,

Will another savior come

Alice stumbled up to her, half asleep. She looked down and spoke the first thing that came to mind.

"She really does have to stop sleep talking. It gets annoying."

And with that, she walked back to her bed.

Hours later, Ginny emerged the girls' side wearing a silly blue sweater set with jeans that clung to her ankles.

'Ah, the eighties. The style really did suck, didn't it?'

Was Harry's first thoughts. "Even I know that. Hell! Ron knew that. Who didn't? It is the nineties for god's sake. You can't be a world hero and not know the difference between Gucci and Dior! Honestly… the nerve of his mother…"

Finding that he had just performed a style oriented monologue for the common room and some silly first year was slowly edging away making a cross sign on her forehead, he quickly stopped pacing and told everyone that it was Sirius' fault, who put some unidentified spell on him that would re-appear every now and again. All the people who had been pranked by the marauders (meaning everyone) went back to their lives, except the seventh years, who gave each other sideways glances, knowing there was no way Sirius could've pulled that off.

Ginny raised her eyebrows as far as possible, letting the others think the disappearing eyebrow act was about their mis-believings. The grade settled down again as she sailed past the girl, still making the sign. 'Damn silly people' she thought as she made her way over to Harry and sat down on his lap.

"I have to ask you something. You have to be honest. It's important."

Harry knew what was coming. She was going to ask what had happened last night. He would have to report the disturbing conference. She would probably not like the outcome. He might have to pay for it. Meaning sneaking every period to the kitchen to get her chocolate strawberry malts to comfort her. Meaning getting in trouble with every teacher. Meaning detention with every teacher. Meaning this really sucked.

But what she asked, even he, the world's greatest hero, was not prepared for.

"Can you tell I have a bump on my head? I think I passed out for some reason and I woke up on the floor with my head pounding. It really sucked so I figured it might help to put on some cover-up. But there wasn't much left. So be honest, can you tell?"

"Um…."

"UM! You can then! You're such a bad boyfriend! You aren't supposed to tell me that! Why don't you just let Parkinson fuck you, you darn evil person!"

Ginny had grown up with six brothers, and had acquired a very colorful vocabulary. However, when she got really mad, Harry found that she lost it. Thank god. Half the tower would be deaf if it were not for that. But she still had the basics down no matter what.

"What I mean, love is, that it doesn't-"

She stormed out of the room and rudely slammed the portrait shut in his face. 'Damn. This is going to be a l-o-n-g day, isn't it?' he thought, and stamped out to find his looney girlfriend.

Reviews would be much appreciated!

-Duckies