I'm so sorry it's been so long since I updated. I didn't realize it. Now, just for warning, most of this hasn't been beta-ed. So yeah, sorry for any errors. And now here's Chapter Three!

Disclaimer: The only thing that's mine is the plot and Elementum.

The next morning Blaise and Ginny were sitting on the couch waiting for Hermione and Draco to finish getting ready.

"Are we gonna meet back here after classes?" Hermione asked as she came out of her room, sitting on the armrest next to Blaise.

"I guess so. What d'you think Draco?" Who was now coming out of his room.

"Sounds good. I'll go to the library at lunch, I think I know a book we could use for find out what exactly these things do." Holding out his amulet.

"But, onto more pressing matters." Draco took out his hair gel and sat in front of Ginny.

"I'm to assume you want me to do your hair?" Ginny asked, amused.

"Please? Or will I have to beg?"

"I could think of something better than begging, but we have company." Draco, obviously not caring, turned around and kissed her right on the mouth. Hermione and Blaise chuckled.

"How's that for payment?"

"Perfect. Now turn back around." Ginny fixed Draco's hair and handed back his gel.

"I must say, I was going to show you how to do it, but I like my payments."

"As do I. Now let's get to breakfast."

The group stepped out into the corridor, all pausing to scratch Midnight. "Hey guys, I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"How about we spread a rumor that the Head Room has breakfast in the room so we never have to go to Great Hall? With Draco and Blaise being rich, the Slytherins won't question it and if Hermione starts the rumor in Gryffindor, no one will think it's fake because Hermione never lies."

"I would resent that, Ginevra, but the after effects are worth it. Now will we be heading to the Kitchens again?"

"Yup." And so the four teens headed to the Kitchens.

When the door was revealed by the Fruit painting, Ginny went in. She stopped dead. Harry and Ron were eating at the far end of the corresponding Gryffindor table. She backed out quietly and silently pleaded for them not to hear her. When she came back out, the others were giving her concerned looks.

"What's wrong Gin?" Draco asked.

"Harry and Ron are in there! You and Blaise will have to go to the Great Hall, I'm really sorry. Ron and Harry will skin us alive if they catch sight of you. I don't see what the big deal is but you know how thick they are." Ginny looked at both Blaise and Draco.

"Okay, I guess we'll have too. We can start the rumor today." Blaise said. They began to walk away, but Hermione and Ginny looked at each other.

"Aren't you guys forgetting something?" Hermione asked. They turned around and smiled. Coming back up to Ginny and Hermione, each placed a kiss on their lips.

"Now are we free to go?"

"Yes. And we'll meet up in the Head Room after classes. See ya."

Blaise and Draco headed down the corridor as Hermione and Ginny went into the kitchens. Ginny purposely closed the door loud, to gain Harry and Ron's attention.

"Hey Hermione, Ginny. What are you doing here?" Ron asked.

"Malfoy is being a major git this morning. Didn't want to loose my appetite having him in the same room." Ginny responded with ease.

"Typical Malfoy. Ruin everyone's day and the world is complete." Harry said with a scowl.

Hermione and Ginny, who were fighting back laughing, began to eat to prevent from talking.

As more plates began appearing around them, they group of Gryffs left the Kitchens. Draco and Blaise were heading their way.

"Uh oh." Hermione whispered to Ginny.

"What d'you want Malfoy?" Ron asked, temper already flaring.

"I was sent by Dumbledore to escort Mudblood and Weaselette to go to his office immediately. Apparently you and Scarhead aren't important enough to go to his office. Now do you have any other stupid questions to ask and waste my time with?"

"Shove off Malfoy! They're not going anywhere with you!"

"Ah, tsk, tsk, you'll have to take that up with him now won't you?" Draco yawned.

"Stop it! Harry, Ron we'll be fine. Malfoy, Zabini shove it and let's go." Ginny proceeded to push Harry and Ron down a corridor.

"Fine! But I'm watching you Malfoy!" Harry boomed.

"Yeah, yeah, but who'd want to touch her?" Zabini asked.

Before he could respond Hermione had cast Silencio on him and Ron. "Walk down the corridor and I'll take off the charm. Ginny you go ahead."

"Okay." Ginny turned to Draco and Blaise, "Let's go, come on."

Hermione waited until Harry and Ron were down the corridor, far from the others, before sending the counter spell down the hall twice. She quickly caught up with Draco, Blaise and Ginny, all who were laughing.

"What's so funny?"Hermione asked.

"Harry and Ron!" Ginny said before laughing her head off some more.

Draco, who could apparently control his laughter better, explained.

"The only reason I bait them is because their reactions are so funny, right? Well I've done it so many times, that I can put all of them in my pensieve and re-live them. It me and Blaise's standard Saturday source of fun. Anyway, today was one of the funniest times. They are so thick, especially Ron." Draco stopped and laughed.

Hermione chuckled. Ron really was thick. Harry was too, just not so much. "Even though I don't particularly approve," She smiled, "I'll agree it's hilarious."

"Hey Drake, come here." Blaise asked. Draco came over and Blaise whispered in his ear.

"What are you asking him?' Ginny asked.

Draco laughed. "Definitely."

"What did you ask him!" Hermione asked Blaise.

"Oh nothing."

"If you don't tell us Draco I'll refuse to do your hair tomorrow." Ginny said.

"You wouldn't."Draco looked her straight in the eye.

"Try me." Ginny crossed her arms.

"How about we compromise. We'll tell half."Blaise suggested.

Hermione crossed her arms as well. "Fine."

"You tell."

"Fine." Draco sighed.

"It's a particular memory we have. And we'll show it to you on Saturday. All right?" Draco stopped in front of Dumbledore's gargoyle.

"Fine." Ginny said.

"Come on guys we need to go ahead in, I think we're late."

They said Chocolate Bowling Pins and went up to Dumbledore's office.

"Ah, you got the message. Good. Come on in, sit down." Dumbledore gestured to the four chairs in front of his desk.

"Sorry we're late sir, we were held up." Hermione said as she placed her bag on the floor.

"Yeah, in the form of Harry and my git of a brother." Ginny said.

"Yes I thought that might happen when I sent Mr. Malfoy and Zabini, oh well, my mistake. Now, I'm to assume you're wondering what could be so important that it couldn't wait till after classes."

There was a murmur of agreement.

"Well, I spoke to an old friend of mine, one who knows much about historical artifacts." Dumbledore paused.

"He knew a little about the Elementum. I was right about gaining the power over an element, but he mentioned learning how to harness that power. Since the witches and wizards who used these pendants last time have obviously passed on, there's no one in the world who could teach you. About the effect they will have on the world, he couldn't remember. I do not know, so I guess you four will have to search the library. Have you found out anything?" Dumbledore looked through his half-moon spectacles.

"We have discovered who will gain which power. Yesterday Professor Snape assigned the Power Revealing Potion." Hermione replied.

"Ah, yes I remember Severus asking permission about that. It's not on the normal list of potions for seventh years."

"We found out that Draco will have power over Water, Blaise over Earth, Hermione over Fire and myself over Air."

"Good, good. Now the only way I can think of for your four to practice these powers if under my supervision. Though if I'm not correct, you all have full schedules?"

"Yes sir." they all replied.

"Seeing as I'd like to keep this situation from spreading to the rest of the students, I've only one choice. Do you all have one class separate from the others? That you would be willing to drop?"

The four in questions' eyes lit up. "You would allow us to drop a class?" Blaise asked quickly.

"Yes." Dumbledore chuckled.

"Sweet!"

"I guess I'll drop Herbology." Hermione said.

"Me too." Draco responded.

Ginny thought for a moment. "I'm to assume I can't drop History of Magic right?"

"I'm afraid so Miss Weasley. History of Magic is a required course."

"Damn. Well I guess the next best is Divination."

"How about you Mr. Zabini?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm not sure. I guess I'll drop Arithmancy."

"Now, each of you dropping a class will make you all have the same ones. But one last question. Since those classes aren't in the same time slot I'll have you're schedules re-arranged. Though sixth year classes aren't all at the same time as seventh's. Miss Weasley, would you mind having all of your classes become seventh year's?"

"Are you serious? No of course not!"

"I trust that you three will help her when she needs it and over the holidays teach her fundamental things she will have missed, using your notes from last year."

"Yes sir."

"Now, since you have already missed your first lesson, how about we go out to the grounds and experiment with your powers for your second lesson? I will talk to your Professors, don't worry."

"Score!" and "Yes!" were among the four responses.

As Dumbledore and his students got up from their seats, the four pendants started to pull on the wearers' neck. They each took their necklace out from beneath their robes and held them out. The stones in each were glowing fairly bright and the markings shimmered green for a moment.

"Why do I get the feeling these things have a mind of their own?" Draco asked as they exited Dumbledore's office.

"Not so much a mind of their own, I think, more so the power to tell us if we're doing something right or wrong." Hermione answered.

"Yeah. It doesn't have a mind of its own. Trust me." Ginny said slowly.

"Why do you say that?" Blaise asked.

"Remember your second year? The Chamber of Secrets? I was the one who started it."

"Oh." Blaise replied.

"I was right! My father did slip you that diary in Flourish and Blotts! I thought he might, but at the time I didn't know what it could do. I'm sorry Gin."

"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault." Ginny replied, and gave him a one-armed hug as they walked out onto the grounds.

"Now, who would like to try first?" Dumbledore asked.

"I will." Draco said.

"Very well, lets go over to the lake."

The lake was being its typical glassy black color. Over near the castle base the giant squid was hunting.

"Now Mr. Malfoy, if I'm not mistaken, you do not need your wand, just use your mind and hands to bend the water to your will."

Draco stepped up to the water's edge and reached his hands out over the surface. As he raised them higher a water column formed.

"Try to pick it up and force it to that boulder over there." Dumbledore gestured to a large boulder some 20 feet away.

Draco pulled the water up and pushed it towards the boulder. It hit and splashed.

"Yes!"

"Well done, Well done. Now who would like to go next?" Dumbledore asked.

"I will." Blaise said. He too walked over to the lake's edge, though he wasn't aiming for the water but the sand underneath it. He pulled a column of sand up and thought for a moment with what to do with it. He looked up towards the castle and then lifted the column out onto the grass. Moving his hands all around the pile, the sand became a miniature model of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore laughed and clapped his hands. "Well done! Who's next?"

"Wait, that gives me an idea." Draco brought a column of water out and made a miniature glassy Hogwarts, though being water he had to force it to stay in shape with his power. Blaise soon did the same for the sand was creeping back towards the lake.

"Ginny, Hermione, you make one." Draco said.

Hermione first cast a flame freezing charm on the ground. She wasn't sure how her power would work. The others all had physical matter to use, she didn't. She held out her hands and forced her power out through them. Soon she had a ball of flame in mid-air. She lowered it to the ground and 'sculpted' out Hogwarts. It looked as if it was actually on fire. Hermione smiled and then turned to see how Ginny was doing.

Ginny was having a problem. Her element was essentially invisible, but then she got an idea.

"Draco can you make the moisture in the air come together into a ball?"

"Dunno, let me see." Draco raised his arms and started 'push and move' all the water in the air. Soon there was a large ball made of tiny water droplets.

Ginny then used the air around the ball to morph it into a model of Hogwarts. Followed by a force of power, making the drops unable to move.

"Yes! It worked!" Ginny jumped up and down.

"Wonderful job! All four of you! It seems you were able to grasp your power much easier than I expected. I wish we didn't have to keep your powers a secret, but I feel that is best until you have complete control over them."

"Wish we had a camera." Ginny said as she looked over the four models.

"Wait I know a charm that could make a mental picture. Sort of like a memory, but easier to recall. Stand behind your models and I'll cast it."

"Would you like me to do it Mrs. Granger? So you can be in it as well?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"Yes please. Thank you Professor."

Dumbledore cast the spell and then tapped all of their foreheads, including his. "Well, your second class is almost over. Let's head back up to my office to discuss your schedule."

When they were all settled back in Dumbledore's office, Dumbledore came up with their new schedules.

"All of your classes will be together, and because of the situation being as it is, I will allow all four of you to sleep in the Head Room. Just ask the elves to expand it and furnish two more beds. Now, since lunch has just started I need to go inform the staff. You may stay here for a few minutes if you'd like." He left.

"Yes!" Ginny exclaimed as she jumped up out of her seat.

"I know this is one of the best things that could've happened. But, aw damnit. Now we have to come up with excuses for Harry and Ron." Hermione said as she got up and swung her bag on her shoulder.

"Wait I know, I'll tell them I was allowed to have all my classes moved up to seventh year level and because of this Dumbledore is allowing me to sleep in your room."

"Perfect. Now, what are our afternoon classes?" Draco asked as they stepped off the stairs leading to Dumbledore's office.

"Ummm, it's History of Magic then Transfiguration." Blaise replied, as he looked at their schedule.

"Wait, guys stop."

"What's up Draco?" Blaise asked.

"I've got a suggestion."

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"Well, for me and Blaise, we don't really have any other real friends in Slytherin. So it wouldn't matter if we started being, sort of reclusive I guess. Well, besides the obvious, Potter and Weasley, do you guys have any real friends in Gryffindor, or any of the houses for that matter?"

"I don't, do you Hermione?"

"No, it was always just us four."

"'Cause what I'm asking is if you would be willing to make the four of us known. Like stop hiding. I don't care, I know Blaise doesn't, mainly for the reason that our fathers are in Azkaban, but is there a chance? I don't like having to fake myself and the way I am. I did it for six years. Is there a chance Ron and Harry would get over it? Would your family accept our friendship? Because whether they like it or not, these pendants do." At that moment there was a massive mental and somewhat physical tug from the pendants. They four were pulled closer together and suddenly they each could feel three other presences in their mind.

Whoa? Did our minds just fuse? Blaise asked inside his head.

I think so. Hermione replied.

This is kinda creepy. Ginny looked at the others. Draco had a sliver of question in his eyes.

What are you thinking Draco? Draco looked into Ginny's eyes.

Let me try something. Draco closed his eyes and 'walked' out of the others minds.

"What'd you do?" Blaise asked aloud.

"Remember that book I told you about? Well, I remember it mentioning something about their minds fusing. And that you can disable the connection, so I tried it."

"Ah, gotcha. But where is this book?" Ginny inquired.

"At the Manor."

"Were you going to get it tonight?"

"Planning on it, why?"

"Oh nothing I was just curious as to why you wouldn't invite us along, or at least Blaise. I mean your father's in prison so why wouldn't we be able to come?"

"I figured it'd be quicker for just me to go." Draco was avoiding everyone else's eyes.

"What are you hiding man?" Blaise walked up in front of Draco and grabbed his shoulders.

"What's wrong? You can tell us." Hermione asked.

"Nothing, nothing. Come on we have to eat lunch and still get to class on time."

"Will you talk to him Blaise? I'm worried." Ginny asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I will." Blaise walked quickly in the direction Draco went.

"What d'you think's wrong with him?" Hermione asked Ginny.

"I don't know. But he was right we do need to eat lunch pretty quick.

The girls walked into the Great Hall and sat down facing the Slytherin table. As they grabbed some sandwiches from the pile, they looked over at Blaise and Draco. Draco was staring at his plate, absentmindedly nibbling the roll in his hand. Blaise felt their gazes and looked up. He closed his eyes, and seemed to squint as if focusing really hard.

Can you guys hear me?

Blaise?

Yeah, it's me.

Have you figured out what's wrong with him?

Yeah, I have.

Well, what is it?

I - how can I put this? I can't tell you. He has to.

What do you mean?

I promised him years ago that I would never tell anyone.

Oh.

I'll see if I can get him to tell you after classes in our room.

Okay... but are you sure he'll be okay?

Eventually.

At that point Blaise broke the connection.

"Man, if he made Blaise promise, it's got to be big." Hermione observed.

"Yeah." Ginny was trying to figure out what was wrong, though without much promise.

The next few hours of classes went by okay for our group. Sure they had a lot of homework, but it was okay. Of course this is excluding the fact that Draco hadn't said a word to anyone but Blaise.

After dinner, everyone went back past Midnight.

"I'll be back." And with that Draco took out his broom and flew out the window.

"Well, I guess we should start on our homework." Hermione said as she unpacked her ink and quill.

After almost an hour where the only sounds were the scratching of quills and the flipping of pages, Ginny broke the silence.

"Does this have anything to do with his father?"

"How'd you figure that out?" Blaise asked.

"Well, I studied him, not just today, the past six years. I mean, you're not telling me that you didn't stare at Hermione sometimes right?" At that the two in question blushed to rival Ron.

"Well I noticed that he would sometimes become reclusive, all of sudden. For awhile I couldn't figure it out. Until I noticed it was always after his owl brought him a letter."

"What are you getting at Ginny?" Hermione asked.

"Now I know a letter can't be horrible. So after today, when he mentioned the Manor, he became reclusive again. That's when I realized the letters were from his father. Only his mother and father live there, and since we know his mother isn't a cold heartless bastard like his father, sooooooo, obviously it has something to do with his father."

"How in the world did you figure it out?" Blaise asked, astonished.

"Well, a class where you can easily tune out the teacher and everyone else is asleep has its perks."

"Might you be referring to our wonderful History of Magic teacher?" Hermione asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Ginny didn't have time to answer because Draco flew in an dropped his broom then proceeded to flop down on the couch.

"What happened to you?" Ginny asked as she knelt down next to him.

So–tired...Can't----take–the memories.

"What are you talking about?"

Pensieve.

"Blaise do you know where his Pensive is?"

"Yeah why?"

"Get it."

Blaise sat the bowl on the table and Draco took out his wand and drew memory after memory after memory out before laying his head on a pillow.

All three of you, watch the memories, its not all, but the worst of them.

"He want's us to watch the memories." Ginny said before she took Blaise and Hermione's hands and plunged her head into the bowl.

And there's chapter three! I almost hate to leave a cliffie, because I know how annoying they are but I figured I needed to update. I didn't realize it had been so long. Now if you want to be really cool click the little button down there. :)