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STORY: PRE-HBP! FORGET EVERYTHING YOU READ IN THAT BOOK! EVERYTHING!

Big Thank You's to Ashley who goes back and fixes all these chapters for me because I'm too lazy to check them myself.

Chapter 5:

"Capture her?" Molly said loudly, her voice rising, "Whatever for?"

"So Voldemort can not use her powers," Dumbledore answered.

"And what if you-know-who has developed…feelings for the girl? Capturing her will only bring his wrath down upon us," Molly said hotly, her face red.

"Voldemort will be angry, I am sure," Remus spoke up, "but if we leave her there, there is a chance that she will reveal the extent of her powers to him."

"We will grab her if she is there," Kingsley stated, leaving no room for argument.

"That girl is dark," Moody growled from his corner. "I don't see why we just don't kill her and be done with the whole mess, end it quickly."

"Kill her?" Tonks roared, outraged by the notion.

"Yeah, kill her before she kills us," Moody huffed.

"No," Remus and Dumbledore said together.

"She is a child, an innocent. Taking her from this life would be wrong," Dumbledore said in a quiet voice, his eyes holding a warning for any who dared to argue with him.

"There is still a chance to convince her to fight among us," Remus reminded them. "We do not know yet if she has willingly aligned herself with Voldemort."

"She's his queen, isn't she?" Molly thundered.

"On her father's orders," Dumbledore reminded her.

"But….," Molly began to protest.

"No buts Molly," Dumbledore interrupted, "they will capture her if she is seen and brought here to stay for the time being."

"And what if she escapes? What if she goes running back to you-know-who telling him all our plans?" Molly asked.

"Precautions will be taken, I assure you, to protect those residing here and the Order," Dumbledore acknowledged with a small nod of his head.

"If we don't do this, then Harry would have a huge disadvantage in the war over Voldemort," Remus said. "We need to do this to protect Harry."

Molly paused. "Will the children be around her?"

"I'm afraid that will be necessary," Dumbledore said softly. "Harry, at least."

"Necessary?" Molly roared. "I see no reason it is necessary."

"It is Molly. With due time you will see why. Now, she will need a room so I will go and see to that while you all go to Diagon Alley."

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"Harry? Hermione? Are you two in there?"

Harry and Hermione looked at the door where Ron's voice was calling for them. He was probably just wondering what was taking them so long.

"Come on in Ron," Harry called out.

The door opened and a red mane appeared. "Are you lot coming?"

"Yeah Ron," Harry said, his voice dull, "in a moment."

The rest of Ron appeared as he walked in and shut the door behind him. "What are you two doing?" he asked, casting suspicious glances between Harry and Hermione.

Hermione huffed. "We are just talking Ronald."

Ron blushed. "Oh."

Harry scooted over a bit, leaving room for Ron on the bed. Ron happily made his way over and sat down between them on the small bed.

"So, what are you talking about?"

"This and that," Harry said absentmindedly, not really wanting to tell Ron of the youngest Weasley's earlier confessions and his reactions to them.

Ron was about to open his mouth to ask for details but Hermione quickly and skillfully distracted him. "How are the Cannons this year Ron?"

Harry sat on his bed, listening to Ron's endless chatter about the Chudley Cannons but not really hearing a word of it. Thoughts of the new Queen, Ginny's feelings, and the upcoming war filled his thoughts.

He was worried. He knew Dumbledore was too, though the headmaster tried to hide it from them. So much was expected of him yet he couldn't even solve one girl's problems with unrequited love.

"Harry mate?" Ron's voice broke through his thoughts. "Are you listening?"

"Sorry, drifted off there for a minute."

Hermione was looking at him suspiciously as if she knew he was not telling the truth and wondering where his thoughts had been. But Harry refused to worry and burden her anymore with his troubles. He had already shared too much in his opinion.

"I was just telling Hermione how Reed, the new chaser, is rated among some of the top Quidditch chasers of all time," Ron said happily, oblivious to Harry's drop in mood.

"Really?" Harry asked, knowing Ron would continue rattling for a good bit and all he would need to do was the occasional 'hmm' or 'really?'.

Ron did just that, trying his hardest to convince them that the Cannons were the team to support this season. Harry could feel Hermione staring at him but chose to ignore her as he lost himself in his own thoughts once more.

"And so….," Ron drawled, his long-winded speech coming to an end, "the Cannons have a very good chance at the Cup this year."

"Yeah," Harry distractedly agreed.

He looked over and found Hermione's gaze still lingering on him. "What?" he asked, irritated by her non-stop staring though he knew she was only worried.

Hermione shook her head. "Nothing," she replied though Harry knew it was anything but nothing.

Harry gave a frustrated sigh and rose from the bed. "Come on, let's go see if Remus and Tonks are ready."

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"My lord," Kamaria said as she entered the study, looking around the vast room for Voldemort.

"Yes Kamaria?" he asked from a large chair by the fire.

"We are leaving now," she told him.

Voldemort rose from the chair and made his way over to her. He took her warm hands into his very cold, pale ones and stared down at where they joined.

"Do be careful today," he told her sincerely.

Kamaria smiled up at him sweetly. "I will, I promise."

He kissed her, his lips grazing hers. "Don't stray from Crabbe or Goyle."

Kamaria sighed. "If it's that important to you…."

"It is," Voldemort cut in. "Don't let yourself be caught."

"I won't." Kamaria laughed lightly and kissed him. "No, I must be going if we are to be back before it gets dark."

"Yes. Spend however much you like," he said as he handed her two overly stuffed bags of galleons.

"This is too much my lord," Kamaria protested instantly.

"Not for a queen," Voldemort countered. "Buy yourself some beautiful things."

Kamaria smiled brightly at him. "And I will buy you a gift as well."

"I look forward to it."

Kamaria rose up and brought his lips down to hers. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pressing her securely up against him.

She leaned back slightly. "I will be home tonight."

"Before dark," he reminded her softly.

"Before dark," she agreed and with another swift kiss, she left his embrace and walked to the door.

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione arrived at the kitchen door just as Dumbledore was exiting. Harry thought he glimpsed Moody but when he looked again, there was no Moody in sight.

"Headmaster?" Harry questioned.

"Hello Harry, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger," Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes twinkling at them over his half moon spectacles. "Are you ready for a trip to Diagon Alley today?"

"Yes sir," they all answered.

Dumbledore reached into his robes and withdrew three letters. "I believe you will need these," he smiled and handed the letters to them. "Have a good day," and then he was gone.

Hermione immediately tore into her letter and a heavy badge fell out into her palm. "I'm Head Girl!" she gasped in brazen delight.

Ron and Harry laughed. "Did you have any doubts?" Ron joked.

Harry and Ron took more time to open their letters. Ron smiled gleefully. "Still no Snape, I'm happy." Ron, unlike Hermione and surprisingly Harry, did not receive a high enough owl to continue on with Potions, though he was not worried about it.

Harry laughed at Ron though was envious of his red-headed friend. He did have to put up with Snape to become an auror, the career of his choice.

Harry finally managed to get his letter open and was shocked with two badges rolled out. He had been hoping all summer to gain the captaincy of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but never did he expect to be Head Boy.

"What's that?" Ron prodded him, looking down at the badges.

Dumbfounded, Harry held up the captain's badge first, watching a large smile break out across Ron's face.

"Congratulations mate," Ron said cheerfully, "always knew you'd get it."

Hermione, however, was looking down at the other badge in Harry's other hand. "What's that Harry?"

Harry slowly held up the Head Boy badge and heard both Hermione and Ron gasp. Suddenly, Hermione was on him, hugging him to the point of strangling him.

"Oh, congratulations Harry!" she squealed, squeezing him tighter.

"H…Her….mi….o….ne," Harry gasped, his air supply slowly being cut off.

Ron saw his friend's distress and pulled Hermione back. "Easy there girl," he teased, "you about killed the boy-who-is-destined-to-save-the-world and then where would we be?"

Hermione blushed slightly. "Sorry, I just got a little…excited."

Harry took a few shaky breaths and then smiled at her. "It's okay."

"Looks like congratulations are in order again," Ron said cheerfully, patting Harry on the back while grinning largely.

"I never expected…," Harry stammered, staring back down at the Head Boy badge in his hand, the light glistening off of it.

"Better you than Malfoy," Ron laughed.

"Ronald!" Hermione scolded.

"Think about it Hermione," Ron started. "You would have to patrol with him, have private meetings with him, and live with him. Aren't you glad it's Harry?"

"Of course I am!" Hermione said at once, her cheeks a light pink.

Harry and Ron laughed at her. "I still can't believe it…," Harry said after a moment.

"Well, you should," Hermione said decisively. "You deserve it."

Harry rolled his eyes, not believing that he did deserve it.

"What's all this fuss about out here?" Mrs. Weasley asked from the doorway leading into the kitchen where Remus and Tonks were whispering.

"Hermione and Harry got the Head positions," Ron informed his mum.

Mrs. Weasley beamed as she rushed over and grabbed all three of them in a tight hug. "Oh! I'm so proud of you all!" she gushed.

"Mum," Ron gasped, trying to wiggle free of her iron-tight grip, "I didn't do anything!"

"Still," Mrs. Weasley huffed, puffing her chest out but she did release them.

"What's the other badge for?" Lupin asked Harry as he came up behind Molly.

"Harry's also been made captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team," Ron informed them since Harry was just standing there, staring at the two badges.

"Wow," Tonks said, joining the conversation as she came up beside of Remus and took his hand in hers possessively.

Remus smiled. "James would be proud of you."

Harry's head shot up and looked to Remus. "He would?"

"Of course," Remus said. "He, too, was made Head Boy and captain his 7th year."

Harry felt pride swell up inside of him at the knowledge that his father had been Head Boy and the Gryffindor Quidditch captain.

"This calls for a celebration!" Mrs. Weasley cried enthusiastically.

"Molly….," Remus started wearily.

"Oh pish posh Remus, don't worry about it," Mrs. Weasley told him with a wave of her hand.

"This really isn't necessary," Hermione started slowly.

"Of course it is! You two just received the biggest honors and we will celebrate," said a determined Molly Weasley.

"Now, you guys run on along to Diagon Alley and pick up your school things. Do NOT run off from Remus and Tonks," Mrs. Weasley warned.

"Yes Mrs. Weasley," Harry and Hermione said while Ron said, "Yes mum."

"I will plan the party for this evening…."

"This evening!" Remus said alarmed. "But Molly…."

"Oh Remus, I'm sure Albus would approve. Now, I'll send out invitations and get everything ready. You lot run on along."

"Best not to argue with her," Harry muttered to Remus. "It's impossible to win."

"I've noticed," the werewolf said darkly, worry in his amber orbs.

A/N: Living in Yesterday's Dream, found under other penname, will most likely be updated either tomorrow or Tuesday. Sorry bout that, I've been working on my Forensics stuff for the tournament. Oh, I think I failed the ACT's… sad day….

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