Finally I'm posting another chapter, I've been writing the story it's just I'm so tired and busy with school that I'm going insane already and school has barely started. I know exactly where I want this story to go and how it's going to get there but having the time to write it is a different story. Onto the reviews.

Ynnad the/That One Guy-As I've told you whenever we talk about this story I'm glad you like it Tink, and yes the headprofessor is like the headmaster at Hogwarts (rolls eyes) You are the only one who didn't just keep going. I think that's funny. As for her emotions, I didn't do anything to them, I just added a little more dialogue. So the firecracker perseption that you first had...came from your own imagination I suppose. Lol. The flashback shows her state of mind and that she knows what happened, which adds into her hatred for Severus in this story later on, I really didn't do it to put 'feel' into the chapter. It just fit. As for the memories in the attic, I just figured that the attic is a place full of memories therefore that would fit. And I liked Dumbledore in that chapter too, it makes me laugh because I can just picture him there. Laura will come in later on, MUCH LATER ON, but later on in the story (probably after the Half-Blood-Prince stuff that I've talked to you about). The room was just me having fun and trying to relieve writer's block so I pictured a room and described it. Lol. I'm such a weirdo. As for the conversation in the Great Hall the story is mostly in Leo's point of view so if she's doing her best to pretend he is not in the room, I won't describe what he's doing. Allthough, this chapter and the next are exceptions due to the fact Leo is currently unconscious in the hall so it isn't in her point of view. The sleep walking thing will be explained better when we get farther into the summer, and she wasn't actually sleepwalking, you'll find out later. As for blue, I want you to look back at the room at all the colors she changed it to then think of the house colors...see the connection? If not talk to me at school and I'll explain it while stealing food from you. Lol. As for Severus and grammer, yeah it just fit his character. As fro Fred and George (or Gred and Feorge) it's more on how you look at their characters and how you imagine them. I look at them as fun-loving, best friends who finish each other sentences when the time is right. You also can't seem to spell Dobby right either but I love Dobby, he's cute so I've tried to make him a nervous, twitering, funny character. Did it work? As for the picking out things about me...blushes as red as I did in Physics after I said Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang) Skimming over that, I know she stripped him to the core, I'm finding it hard, though, to write the parts where she hates him because I don't have any basis to guide it off of so I just did what my author's muse said to. But boy was she harsh to him. I wanted to comfort Sev myself. Lilith or Lily is in a way another extention of me in the story.(Leo is the first) But not too much so, I just like Lilith and I wanted Fred to have a girl friend. Lol. In case youdidn't catch that Lily was his girl you'll find it in later chapters. : P As for adding Wormtail...how about because I wanted to and I needed her to meet him for later references? And so that Severus can beat the snot out of him? As I've told you before, Laura gave her the ring to protect her from the Unforgiveables and Adem, the centaur in her dream, gave her the Rune of Calling Protection. And as I've told you as well, as the rune gets darker the more danger she is in. Enjoy and review! Oh and yes I do know that there are "two chapter threes" it is because "second" one was the orginal chapter three in the origninal story.

Dante Lewis-It's okay, for a whole month I wasn't ABLE to sign in. Lol. As for the chainsaw, that sucks. Lol, I've had that because of where I live (in a condo where garderners like to come and chop trees and blow leaves at seven in the morning on a Saturday...grrr) Anyway, the pranks are stuff that I would love to pull on people if I could, just to see their faces. Lol As for writing in different angles, yeah that gets trying but I usually have two main characters so I can switch perspective, this is one of the stories that won't too often. This chapter and then next, unfortunately, are two that are in other's points of view because Leo is not...conscious to continue the story and I want to let people know that there are parts of what is going on that even Lenore doesn't know or will not accept. Like her father...Yeah I had Wormtail for a reason and the song was just me being stupid. But she'll find out about the League of Idiots and Asses later. Yeah, though I don't mind stories where Wormtail is "good" I don't believe he is therefore I'm re-inforcing it in this story. And I just want to describe Severus beating the crap out of Wormtail for nearly killing his daughter. And you are right, of course, about the rune calling for help. As for the color, the darker it goes the more danger she is in. And if you didn't find this out in this chapter I'd say you were blind. Lol. Review lots!

A.S. Leif-Hey, thanks for the review. Just to warn you, not that it really matters, but this is the first chapter in someone else's point of view and it is written as such due to the fact Leonore is unconscious. As for the Rune of Calling Protection, you are right that as it grows darker the more danger she is in. I love cliffes, they usually keep the reader waiting and dying to know what's going to happen. I hope you enjoy the next two chapters. Please review and tell me what you think!


Chapter Eleven

The Rune of Calling Protection

Adem laughed at Saffron's statement. He shook his head and continued to aid her in brushing her hair by rubbing oils into it. Saffron was one of the more vain centaur due to the fact that she had a line of Near-humans in her blood and she seemed to inherit the human love for their looks. He was about to comment on her choice of oil scents, the oil from rose and lily petals, when he gasped in pain, the oil bottle crashing to the floor and cracking.

"Adem! Do you know how long it took me to get my cousin to bring that to me!" Saffron cried, dropping her comb and grabbing the leaking bottle.

"Hush." He hissed grabbing the rune on his hand. When he had placed the rune on her hand the second rune had transferred onto his in order to tell him of her state. Currently it was burning a glowing red but it was growing darker by the second. "She's hurt."

"What?" Saffron herself dropped the bottle when she saw his hand. "The planets haven't said that it was this soon!"

At that moment Eithne burst through the trees, her hunting bow by her side and her hair tangled with sticks and leaves. She had been out on a hunt. "Adem, she's hurt. Something happened!"

"I know,"

Eithne shook her head. "I felt her fear before but she was terrified at something. Now all I can feel is pain. Adem," she reached forward and grabbed his hand to study the rune.

Keir came through the trees, a water pouch on his back. "Something's wrong. I can feel it. What's happened?"

"She's hurt."

Eithne shook her head. "No, she's dying…it's too soon." She whispered, her eyes out of focus.

"Eithne!" Oran's voice shouted as he thundered through the trees. He burst through and grabbed Eithne, pulling her away from Adem.

"What are you doing to my sister!" Adem's front legs kicked up.

Oren glared at him response. "You know how she is! Look at your hand."

Adem obeyed and gasped. It was burning black she was in mortal peril. "I'm gone. Eithne, drink some of the Crystal's Water, Oren keep her safe. Keir, I need you to make sure the others are on alert—"

"No," Eithne said softly. "She's no longer in that sort of danger. Right now the only this she's fighting against is Death."

Adem studied his sister for a moment before turning towards the trees. "Ride fast, you are too far away to go slow." Saffron answered getting up.

"Aye." And with that he took off through the trees, running as fast as the younglings did when they raced.

He knew the time had passed, he could feel the lag on his body as he raced. He could not be sure of what was wrong until he reached the ground. The mark had flared up mildly a few times but he knew that it would not have burned this badly unless she was in mortal danger or has been injured so greatly that she was in danger of dying. At this thought, Adem pushed himself harder. He saw the break in the trees and burst out so quickly he was surprised he didn't hit a tree in the process.

A bewildered Hagrid dropped what he was doing and watched Adem run towards the castle. He dropped his bow outside the door. Now that he was closer he knew she was not in battle but still was in danger. He kicked open the doors with his front legs. The doors pounded open and he took off down the hall. A house elf appeared at his side for a moment but he was still running too fast for him to even care.

"Why is a centaur here, sir?" the tiny voice asked as a popping sound occurred and the little elf was trying to keep up with him.

"Danger. Get Dumbledore." Adem said coming to the stairs. He stopped and caught his breath, trying to sense her. Third floor! He bounded up the stairs, trying to find a way to get onto the third floor. "KALI!" he shouted the name. It echoed like a haunting melody in the enormous room and halls. He bounded up another staircase and found a third. He took off down the hall and then spotted her. She was lying in an odd position, her breathing ragged and her eyes closed. "Kali!" he bounded towards her and skidded to a stop before kneeling down.

She looked horrible. Her dark brown hair was pulled into two braids and one braid still hung over her shoulder but the other snaked out as if her snake Animagus form was trying to escape. Blood seeped from a gash on her head and an obvious breakage on the back of her head. The crimson liquid was running ever so slightly in the little cracks on the floor. Her left wrist was broken, the bone almost sticking through the skin and her breaths were ragged, as if it was hard to breath. Her legs were twisted one way and her body another. One of her legs was definitely broken by the odd angle it lay in.

"Oh Kali," he whispered brushing stray strand of hair from her face. Her eye flew open. They were glaze over and had a faint film over them. Her breathing grew more rapid as her eyes darted around. He touched her good hand but she yanked it back but then let out a murmur of pain. "It is I, Adem. Do not be afraid."

She froze, tears escaping her eyes. Her good hand waved about, searching for him. That was when he realized that she had lost the power of her sight. He grasped her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Hurts." She moaned out before drawing in a haggard breath.

Severus forced himself not to sigh as Dumbledore went on explaining something about what he was doing that summer. He was talking to Weasley about the possibility of Lenore staying with him. Severus sneered at the thought of his daughter spending the summer with the infectious bunch of redheads and the brat Granger and foolish Potter. He had raised his opinions on this earlier but Dumbledore quickly silenced him with a look.

He glanced to the side, deep in thought. The child hated him; he could see it in her eyes whenever she looked at him. It was there the very first day they met when she walked in, in all her glory. He wished he could go favor that bottle of scotch he had hidden in his room. She looked so similar to Stef that he nearly froze. Her eyes were tittering towards Stef's green eyes but as the meal went on her eyes continued to darken until their shade was close to his. He wasn't doing her justice as a father. He never had.

Well if she wasn't so damn hard to get along with, perhaps it would be better. His inner voice said in a scoffing tone. Severus frowned. I should have been there for her. She obviously needed a father. Stef…Stef wouldn't have taught her to hate. He thought drawing in a breath and letting it out slowly, completely ignoring the conversation in the room. No, you taught her to hate you all by yourself. He was beginning to hate that inner voice. Didn't it know that he regretted shouting at her every time he did?

Her pranks were driving him nuts, though, especially the last one, turning expensive potions ingredients into butterflies and bunnies. He had lost his temper royally on her but, as he thought back on it, he hadn't been prepared to see the look of fear on her face. She was afraid of him, like so many others he had intimidated the one person he didn't want to be scared of him was terrified. Not that he should blame her; he had already hit her once and dragged her down into his rooms by her arm.

He shook his head, his frown deepening. He was turning into his father before he could stop it. "Severus?" a voice brought him crashing from his thoughts and into reality.

He was supposed to be listening, wasn't he? "Yes, Headmaster?"

"I asked if—"

"Master-Headmaster-Professor-sir, a centaur is in the halls, he says there's danger, Master-Headmaster-Professor-sir." A frightened house elf said fervently.

"Danger?" Severus said in disbelief. Who could be in danger in the castle?

Albus was looking at something as Remus stared at the elf. "Who could—" His eyes grew wide and he jumped to his feet. "Leo!"

Albus was on his feet, moving towards a picture at the back of the room. Severus was sure that he had never seen the old man look that worried since…well since the Dark Lord came back. There was no way that Lenore was in danger; she was probably in the library or something. Didn't that portrait tell you that she was exploring the upper floors? His inner voice was back. "Someone has fallen down the stairs," Dumbledore said to the others.

"The wards would have caught them and lowered them to safety." Moody growled.

Horror flooded him as they raced out after the old man. "The wards are being fixed this week."