I caught a few silly mistakes in the last chapter after I posted it, its amazing how blind you can be to your own work. A case of reading what I thought was there rather than what was actually on the page. I am certain that wont be the last time. I wrote this chapter fairly quickly just because I wanted to solidify a couple things that I want to have happen in the story. Right now I am just flying by the seat of my pants, but I do have a few ideas for the future. I am still not sure if writing fanfiction is something that will hold my attention for long, but I am enjoying it as of this moment. I certainly would consider some suggestions for the future and constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Thanks goes out to my first reviewer- suspencer

PS- I do not own Harry Potter, nor was I the one to screw up the sixth book. Don't blame me.

"bleh" talk

'bleh thoughts

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"Harry, what you said, its not true, is it?"

"I'm afraid that it is."

Harry sat on the floor beneath the window, facing the door with Nymphadora's wand twirling idly in his hand. All he could see of her was the small gleam of her eyes, reflecting the pale moonlight spilling from the window. After she had fallen asleep, Harry had untangled himself and used her wand to levitate her onto his bedroom and on his bed. After putting on a pair of pants, her stole the comforter off his Aunt and Uncles bed, wrapping her in that rather than his pathetic excuse for a blanket. He then positioned himself on the floor, keeping watch over her as she slept. That was a full 12 hours ago now. Harry suspected that she had been having trouble sleeping lately, but that was hardly a startling revelation.

"How long?"

"Not sure, I haven't had much time to examine how fast he is draining me. Certainly no more than a year, less if he gets stronger. He is getting stronger."

"But so are you. Your 16th birthday is just a month away, you'll start your magical growth then."

"Yes, I suspect that I will become quite powerful, but I certainly wont grow to Voldemort's level. Even if I do, I am still no match for him. Not with the amount of experience he has. There was a prophesy made, the one he wanted in the DoM. It is about he and I."

"Tell me."

"You wont like it."

"I don't care, tell me"

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power that Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives"

"Dumbledore knew it, the whole time. It was made 17 years ago, in his presence. He told me after Sirius died." A small smile crossed Harry's lips. "I trashed his office that night."

"Harry, Harry you still have a chance! You can kill him! You can stop him. You don't have to die.…"

"Oh yes, I will try to kill him. He has taken too much, will take to much from me to not try. But I doubt I will succeed, not with just a year to do it. 10 months really, I suspect I will be bed ridden towards in the end. No, either he will kill me, or I will destroy him. It would be nice to win, I could move on after that. After all, what is death but the next great adventure?"

Tonks shifted slightly in the bed, sitting up a little. "What do you mean?"

Wand still twirling in his fingers, Harry said "Do you know that he possessed me at the MoM? He was scared. I could feel it, taste it, I felt as if I could grasp it in my hand. He was afraid of the love I have for others, a foreign concept to him. To destroy me, he will destroy those that I love. One by one, until I have nothing left. If it is any sort of consolation, I suspect that you will be last." Harry snorted "No, that not much consolation. If I fulfill the prophecy, there will be nothing left for me here, and I will gladly leave this world for the next. My duty will be done."

A few tears slide down Nymphadora's face as she unwrapped the comforter around her. Crossing the room, she kneeled in front of Harry and wrapped his hand in hers. Looking into his eyes she said "Harry James Potter, I promise you, I will never leave you. I will be by your side no matter what, and I will do everything in my power to help you destroy him. You will have something to live for when this war is over! I love you..." A warm breeze seemed to fill the room, but both occupants seemed oblivious. Magic seemed to flood their veins, and they both felt the bond as it formed and solidified. An oath.

'Its not possible, I didn't say the incantation, I don't even have my wand'

"Hardly impossible Nymphadora, just magic." Smiled Harry. His eyes suddenly shifted downwards and his head dropped. "I wont hold you to it, it was an accident after all..."

"No! No Harry, I meant every word I said." Tonks lifted his chin and looked into his eyes as she spoke. "I was just surprised."

Harry reached to her and pulled her into a hug, holding her tightly. "Thank you."