Awakened by a stout kick, Cordelia's eyes flickered. Her new surroundings surprised her. She was in small cabin with a blazing fire, reminding her of the cozy Common Room.

"I thought you'd die!" said a man in the shadows.

"Ron?" Cordelia whispered.

Ron Weasley stepped out in blue robes and a blast of red hair. He was so unreal to Cordelia, since she had lost all hope.

"Ron? How…? Where's Harry?"

Her mouth was bursting with many questions, but Ron put up a hand.

"Look, I can't tell you much. We rescued you from that tower this evening, but Harry had to go back to Hogwarts for awhile."

This explanation didn't satisfy her at all.

"How did you get through all those Dementors and Death Eaters, let alone Voldemort?" Cordelia exclaimed jumping from the bed she had lain on.

Ron ignored her and walked over to a pantry. He grabbed something that looked like chocolate and sandwiches.

"You must stay here with me, understand?" Ron said, handing her the food.

Cordelia nodded and picked at the sandwiches. Ron stared intently at her.

"You look so much like your sister…" he whispered absentmindedly.

"Ron, I know you miss Hermione, but she's helping my dad!" Cordelia exclaimed.

"I proposed to her… She has the ring…" Ron mumbled feebly.

They sat on the bed for an hour, silent and staring at the fire. Cordelia was getting bored and didn't understand a thing. Soon enough, muffled voices and footsteps could be heard outside the door.

"Can't believe it! Dumbledore didn't seem surprised."

"He seemed to think something else was going to happen!"

The door opened with a bang as two people stepped in, Harry Potter and Bill Weasley. Cordelia was frozen stiff from happiness.

"Cordelia! How is your head?" Harry gasped.

She pushed him away as he stepped closer to her. Somehow, she didn't feel the same toward him. Harry's face screwed up in worry and confusion.

"I'm all right. How's Molly?" She inquired to Bill.

"Oh, fine. She just had fits over you. Saying how you never told her what was wrong and all," He explained.

"Bill, er, can't you hear that hippogriff whining? I bet he's hungry!" Ron piped up, nudging his brother out the door.

Ron's intention was to leave she and Harry alone. There was more silence as the door closed. Cordelia could feel his eyes upon her.

"Are you sure you're all right?"

Cordelia sighed and a tear dripped from her eye. She so wanted to hold Harry once more.

"I thought I'd be there forever, Harry…" She whispered, sadly.

Harry embraced her and the sobs came from them both. Cordelia met his lips and held them there, trying to sustain her tears. She rustled his hair fondly as they parted.

"I love you, Cordelia, and I'll never let Voldemort hurt you," Harry murmured in her ear.

This made her stomach lurched. Dare she tell him what Voldemort had said?

"Harry… Voldemort, I mean, I know you… I…!" She gasped, unable to go on and eyes widening in fear.

Harry clung to her, also looking terrified.

"What? What!"

"Tell me what's going on!" Cordelia cried, becoming angry.

Harry's expression faded. He sighed and sat back down beside her.

"Yes, I suppose we shall start from when I met you," he said, with a bit of amusement at the memory," Remember I was walking out of my office and knocked you right over Alice? Well, I fell in love with you when your green eyes met my own."

Cordelia savored the memory as he did.

"Anyways, I had already become an Auror and was immediately assigned to help Professor Dumbledore. His mission was to track down the one who could finally defeat Voldemort, as I could not…" Harry faltered and rubbed the narrow lightening scar as though it had hurt.

"The one?" Cordelia inquired, trying to restart the explanation.

"Yes, the one who was born sixth month's difference to me, but had common details to them. Just seven years ago, two girls such as this came to Hogwarts. You were sorted to Gryffindor along with Layla Chang. She is, well to be honest, the sister of Cho Chang, who I know well. Yet it was you who showed yourself when you touched my scar. I didn't tell you, but when you placed but a finger on my scar that fateful day, I saw flashes of my own horrors and then I saw you standing over Voldemort's body, smiling. After consulting Dumbledore, we both knew you were the one! So, ever since that day, I have been set to protect you."

This wasn't as good as Cordelia had hoped for, but Harry seemed triumphant at his speech.

"So, I am to kill Voldemort?"

Harry shrugged.

"It may or may not be on your own…"

Cordelia knew she should stop. Besides, her head had begun to hurt. Harry bent to kiss her and she accepted it. It was like awaking from a long sleep and finding your dead parents had been reborn. At least this is what flashed into her mind.

The scene in Cordelia's head was of a tall man standing over tombstones. He looked familiar, but he didn't turn his face to her. A great light filled the cemetery as the man raised his hands to the air. In the light, Cordelia realized she was seeing Harry resurrect his parents, Lily and James Potter. This made her pull away from Harry.

"They won't come back…" Cordelia whispered.

"What?"

"Nothing…"Cordelia said.

Harry seemed to sense tension because he backed out of the cabin, saying she should get some more rest. This made Cordelia sigh and plop lazily down in the bed. All the confusion tales made her depressed and sleepily. It was only a matter of moments before she was already asleep.

Ron's face swam into Cordelia's sight as she awoke. No longer in the cabin, she found herself in the Hogwarts once again. Ron was standing over her with a stupid smile playing around his face.

"Oi! Sleep long enough?" he smirked.

Cordelia frowned and saw that the room was the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Am I to go back to school?" she asked.

"You can't expect to hang around the Order, can you? Dumbledore says you are safest at school!" Ron answered.

It hadn't occurred to her that Dumbledore would accept her back. After all the time she had spent in the realm of the Dark Lord. Wasn't that what Harry had said his supporter's had called him and only them…?