Last time, Harry returned to Number 12 Grimwald Place to find the fourth Horcruxes. As it turns out, it really was the same locket he saw two summers ago, when he was staying with Sirius. Kreacher the house-elf had kept it. Harry then exorcised the fragment of Voldemort's soul from the locket, there by destroying the Horcruxes. And now, on with the show!

Chapter 26: Reinforcements

The next morning found Harry walking around with a new spring in his step. "Looks like someone is in a good mood." Said Dean Thomas. "He has every right to be in a good mood." Said Ron. "Listen, Harry," said Seamus Finnagen, "We need to talk, all of us."

Neville, Sheamus, Luna and Dean, were then joined by everyone from the D.A. who showed up. There was the Creevey brothers, Colin and Dennis; the Patil twins Parvati and Padma; Lavender Brown (who was avoiding Ron); Justin Finch-Fletchly, Hanna Abbot; Susan Bones; Erine Macmillan; Anthony Goldstein; Terry Boot; and Michael Corner. Harry was slightly disappointed that Cho Chang wasn't there, but was not at all disappointed that her friend Marietta Edgecombe (The sneak) was missing. Harry only assumed that Herminoe's jinx was still in effect. Even better was that Zacharius Smith (The idiot) was also absent.

"Harry, the time has come for you to explain what is going on here." Said Parvati. "We want to know what you, Ron and Herminoe have been doing." Said Justin Finch-Fletchly. Harry thought this over for a moment, before deciding. "Okay, but you must swear to keep this quiet." Everyone then promised not to tell. "Okay, in a nutshell, Voldemort want's to kill me himself. In the end, either he kills me or I kill Him." "Like that show Highlander," said Seamus, "'There can be only one.'" "Or like 'Thunderdome,'" said Dean, "'Two Wizards enter, one wizard leaves.'"

"Or the two of could end up killing each other." Said Luna. "I never thought about it that way." Said Harry. "Anyway, Voldemort has divided his soul into seven pieces. He hid six in objects he considered highly important. Those objects were made into Horcruxes. The seventh piece, he kept for himself."

"What objects did he use?" asked Lavender Brown. "The first was a diary which he planed to, and did, open the Chamber of Secrets." There were nods of agreement as they remembered. "The second was a family ring, which Dumbledore himself destroyed. The third was a cup that belonged to Helga Huffelpuff. As soon as that one was purged, I sent back to Professor Sprout for safe keeping." At this, Justin Finch-Fletchly, Hanna Abbot, Susan Bones, and Erine Macmillan grinned. "The name you were looking up, R.A.B.? He had the fourth, a locket belonging to Salazar Slytherin. We've just taken care of that one."

"To think that we worked so hard, just for a locket." Said Ernie Macmillan. "You pompous fool," said Ron, "While you've been sitting around looking up names, we've been out there risking our lives to find and destroy the Horcruxes." "Give us a break," said Hanna Abbot, "We've been working like house-elves to find that name." "Yes, we do appreciate your help," said Herminoe, "Either way, you shouldn't talk about house-elves like that, when they have suffered slavery for so long."

"I'd thought you've given up Spew." Said Ron. "I haven't given it up," said Herminoe, "I only put it aside so I could focus on our O.W.L.s and everything else that has happened. And for the umpteenth time it's not spew, it's S-P-E-W, the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare." "What's that?" asked Irma. "You don't want to know." Said Ron. "Why should they not know?' asked Herminoe. "Because the whole thing is a waste of time, if you ask me." Replied Ron. "I don't think trying to free an enslaved race is a waste of time." Said Herminoe. "Have you ever once thought that maybe house-elves don't want to be free?" asked Ron, "That maybe they're happy just the way they are?"

Here we go again! "I think I'll take a walk." Said Harry. He walked towards the woods, leaving Herminoe and Ron debating house-elf freedom. "And I thought Cornelia and Irma argued a lot." Said Hay Lin. "We don't fight that much." Said Cornelia. "Well, we do in fact." Said Irma. "No we don't." said Cornelia. "Yes we do." Said Irma. "No we don't" "Yes we do." "No we don't" "Yes we do." "Technically, you're not arguing," said Taranee, "You're just contradicting each other." "About that walk," said Harry as he left the area.

As Harry was walking, he came upon a clearing where Fay Valentine, Virgil and Laura were gathered. Fay was sharpening her many knives, while Laura was lifting a large boulder with her mind. Virgil was spotting her. "…45, 46," counted Virgil, "47, 48, 49, 50. Take a rest." The boulder landed with a loud crunch. "That's incredible!" exclaimed Harry. "It is," said Laura, "Considering that boulder weighs 50 tones. And that's in metric tones, which I'm pretty sure is more than regular tones."

Harry then asked Laura something that was on his mind for a while. "Yesterday, you asked me if I was a 'pre-cog.' I just want to know what you mean." "Well," said Laura, "You seemed to know that danger wasHerminoeHerminoe coming." "I did, in a way." "There are many levels of pre-cognition, or knowing what's going to happen before it happens. In your case, you get a warning that danger is coming, yet you don't know what kind of danger, or where it's coming from. For me, I know exactly what is coming. The downside is that I only have a few seconds to do something about it."

Laura began to pace back and fourth slowly. "When did these flashes start?" "A few days ago, right after I destroyed the third Horcruxes." He then told Laura about that day, with his sensation that something bad was about to happen and his first encounter with the Kandairan demons. "Are you sure that was the first time you had that feeling?' asked Laura. "Yes, I'd remember if I had it before. But why now? Why am I having this power now when it would have helped me before?" "No one knows." Said Virgil. "Not only am I Laura's team mate, I'm also studying her." "Only with my express consent." Said Laura. "Any way," said Virgil, "I've studied her for over three years, and I've still to see her limits. There are some things that not even science has a clear answer for."

"Not your brand of science." Said Fay. "Before I joined the Ramblers, I was studying to be a Psychiatrist. I still am, when I'm not slicing demons to ribbons. Any way, the human mind has more potential than we can possibly dream. This ability of yours may have been in you all along. It probably needed the right combination of circumstances to awaken it." "What do you mean the right combination of…" but before Harry could finish he was struck with a strange feeling. "What is it?" asked Laura eagerly. "Is it another warning of danger?" "No," said Harry, "It's different this time. " Indeed it was. "It feels like," "Like what?" asked Laura. "It feels like someone is watching me."

At this, Virgil pulled out a small device, like a cross between a P.D.A. and a tri-corder from Star Trek. Laura pulled out her cell phone. "What are you doing?" asked Harry. "Oh, I'm just checking my schedule." Said Virgil, a little loud than needed. "And I'm just texting a message." Said Laura, in an equally exaggerate tone. "Listen, Harry," whispered Fay, "If' there is someone watching you, leave it to us. We deal with this kind of thing all the time." "What do you want me to do?" asked Harry. "Just go about your business. Leave everything to us." Harry then walked back to the house, trying to act causal, even though he could still feel like someone was watching him.

One hour later, Harry was in the back yard with Ron, Herminoe and Max. Max was showing Ron the basics of Martial Arts, while Herminoe was watching. "Bloody Hell!" exclaimed Ron, who was severally out of breath, "How do you do it?" "One word Ron," said Max, "Practice." "You're just loving watching him sweat." Said Harry to Herminoe. "Yes I do." Said Herminoe while smiling.

Suddenly, D.P.'s voice shouted from the woods. "Hey Boss! We've caught ourselves a spy!" D.P. emerged from the woods carrying what appeared to be a man. As D.P. tossed the man to the ground, Harry noticed he was tied up. He was of medium height, with brown hair and brown eyes. "More like a trio of spies!" shouted Steve, as he tossed two more men into the yard. One had long, jet-black hair; the other had light brown hair, and coke bottle glasses. "Make that a quartet!" exclaimed Fay as she tossed one more. He was tall; with brown hair and brown eyes." "We're not spies!" exclaimed the taller one. "That's exactly what a spy would say." Said Steve.

Max approached the four. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" "My name is Caleb," said the tall one. "That's Nigel," indicating the one with brown hair, "That's Matt," the dark haired one, "And Martin," the one with the glasses. "We're here to help The Guardians, who are helping Harry Potter." Harry walked towards then to get a closer look. It was then that he realized that all four were teenagers. "My god! They can't be no more than 17 years old, 18 at the most," Exclaimed Herminoe, who also moved to get a closer look. "Voldemort must be really desperate to be using kids as spies." Said Ron. "I told you, we're not spies!" yelled the one called Caleb.

"Don't bother, Caleb," said the one called Martin, "They're obviously not going to believe us. They're plainly paranoid." "You keep your mouth shut until you're told to speak," said Fay, a long knife appearing in her hand, "Or you'll find out first hand why I'm called 'The Butcher of Boston.'" "Look, If you don't believe us," said the one called Matt, "Go and tell Will Vandom that her boyfriend Matt Olson is here, and that 'Cobalt Blue' is in the house.'" Max thought this over before saying, "Okay, but if you're really spies, you're good as dead. D.P. go find Will." "You got it Boss Man." Said D.P. as he ran back to the house. "Don't call me that!" shouted Max.

Ten minutes later, Will, Taranee and Irma were waling back with D.P. "Matt!" exclaimed Will as she ran towards her boyfriend. "What are you doing here?" "This strange dude with these freaky blue eyes told us to come here." Said Nigel. "They're who they say they are," said Taranee, "So cut them lose." Fay proceeded to remove their bindings. "How did you get here?" asked Tarenee. "Hay Lin's grandmother, Yan Lin and The Oracle brought us here." Said Caleb. "Well I'm glad you're here." Sad Will as she embraced Matt. "Me too," said Taranee as she embraced Nigel. "Well I'm not!" exclaimed Irma. "Why not, my little Turtledove?" asked Martin. "One, you're not, nor have you ever been my boyfriend." Said Irma. "Two, we're just friends. Third, don't ever call me Turtledove!" "Oh I just love the way you play hard to get, my little chick-a-de!" "You're hopeless!"

"CALEB!" screamed Cornelia as she ran into Caleb's arms.

"So what can you do?' asked Harry. "I know that Will told me that Caleb has had some experience." "I'd should say," said Cornelia, "He was the Rebel leader on Meridian." "Yes, But what can you three do?" "Here's what I can do." Said Matt. He stood facing a lone tree, inhaled, held it for a few seconds, and let out such a yell that Harry had never heard before. The sound blast lasted for almost two minutes, before Matt finished. "How's that for cool?" asked Matt, panting for breath. "A sonic scream," said Max, "Impressive."

"My turn," said Nigel. He suddenly vanished from where he was standing. "Bloody Hell!" exclaimed Ron. A few seconds later, Nigel reappeared; only carrying the boulder Laura was using earlier. "Wow!" exclaimed Harry. "How much did you say that rock weighted?" he asked Laura. "Fifty Metric tones." Replied Laura. "Nice," said Steve, "But I can carry that with just one hand." He proved his point by taking the boulder and holding it up with one hand." "Show off," said Max. "Look who's talking," said Steve as he put the boulder on to the ground. "You can probably carry it with just one finger." "Flattery will get you nowhere fast, Steve." Replied Max.

"What's your power, Martin?' asked Ron. "My power is my brain. I believe I had several suitcases when you so rudely grabbed me?" asked Martin. "Oh, those? I'll go get them." Said Steve. He ran back to the woods, and returned with three suitcases. It took him less than ten seconds. "Now," said Martin as he opened the first suitcase, "Behind curtain number one," he pulled out several small metal spheres. "Reusable grenades. Just hit the button, count to three, throw it or roll it, and boom. Good for up to fifty uses, but they need about three minutes recharge time between each use." He handed these to D.P. He pressed the button on one of them, waited three seconds, and threw it. It landed about a hundred yards away and exploded. D.P. went to retrieve it, and found the device to be undamaged. "Cool!" exclaimed D.P.

"I made twenty of those, but that's just the beginning." Said Martin. " Now, behind curtain number two," he opened the second suitcase, and pulled out what looked like a phaser from the original series of Star Trek. It had four colored buttons on it: red, blue, yellow and green. "This little beauty has three settings: Blue for stun, yellow for kill and green for disintegrate. Don't get them mixed up." He gave the device to Steve, who pointed it at the boulder. "Which button is disintegrate?" asked Steve. "The green one. And the red one is the safety." Steve pressed the green button, and pulled the trigger. A green energy beam shot from the pistol, and the boulder was instantly reduced to ashes. "Sweet!" exclaimed Steve.

"I know," said Martin, "What's even cooler is that they run on D-cells. I made eight of those. And now, last but not least, behind curtain number three," He opened the third suitcase, and removed a rather bulky looking machinegun. "This little wonder fires highly charged particles." He handed the device to Max.

"Steve, get me another boulder." Ordered Max. "Why do I always have to get the boulders?" grumbled Steve. He was gone for less than a minute, before returning with another large rock. "PULL!" shouted Max as he lifted the device to his shoulder. Steve threw the boulder into the air, while Max aimed at it. He fired, and a red energy bolt shot from the device. It completely destroyed the boulder, and produced a visible blast wave. "Bloody Hell!" shouted Ron. "Groovy!" exclaimed Max who was happily grinning.

"Since when have you been in the business of making sci-fi weapons?" asked Will. "There's a lot of me you don't know about." Said Martin, "I'm not just some spineless nerd." "I can't believe I'm about to say this," said Irma, "But Martin, I think I'm beginning to like you." "Then how about a kiss, my little Sugar Plum?" asked Martin hopefully. "Don't push your luck." Said Irma flatly.

The end of chapter 26. Next time, the war against Voldemort reaches a turning point. Please read and review. See you next time!