A/n – This is what I came up with to keep you guys longing for more. Maybe tomorrow I'll update, who knows?Any way on with the story! O yeah, thanks to all who reviewed!


Chapter 7 - Harry's dream

He saw her run for her life like she knew that someone would find out something before she gets to her destination. Silently he watched as she stopped in front of an old tree and while passing her hand over it, whispered a few words. Suddenly she disappeared and the scene shifted. He yelped because she was right in front of him and stared at her.

She was taller than him, a head taller he guessed. Her hair was pretty, it was blond with a little bit of black here and there and reached past her waist. What drew him near her was her eyes. Her eyes were clear blue with a bit of hazel in them, they looked like they seen worse, painful events that she shouldn't have seen, but she did. She was richly dress from head to toe with her hair loose and free. What amazed him was that when she spoke, it was she already knew you.

"Hello, you must be the one who needs me." she said.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

She looked at him, "I mean I need your help but you need mine too."

"What help do you need?"

"I need you to help me find a daughter of a great friend of mine, please!"

She looked so distressed that he said, "I can't promise anything but I'll try."

Quickly she gave him a necklace and smiled. "This will help you. It is called Yakumo's crown."

"What's your name?"

"I can't tell you yet. I'm too well-known in your world or at least my ancestors are."

"Well, can you give me a nickname?"

She looked at him curiously and said, "I have no nickname but my people called me The Riona of all."

With that she smiled sadly as she disappeared, and only the wind was left. He gasped, for he saw a pair of dark brown eyes, aqua green eyes, and livid green eyes before the wind whispered, the voices overlapping each other.

"In the fight to come, only those with true heart will be left standing among the dead..."

"The Riona of all will turn the tide with the child of fire andchosen warrior of the people against those who heart is dark..."

"15 innocent maidens dead ... A life for a life... Born as the seventh month dies...It's always about the blood, always..."

Together they whispered in a deadly, terrifying voice.

"You think you know who you are, what's to come. Truth is you barely just begun..."

At that Harry quickly woke up and was surpraised to find his hand clutching something. He looked at it and gasped.

It was Yakumo's crown, the one Riona gave him and etched on his upper arm in blood was

"It's always about the blood."


A/n - I hope you like it even if you guys are confused by it. I hope I didn't overdue it "worries" anyway plz review! or I'll abandon this story!

Just kidding but if you want to review, thank you!