"Now, focus on a fixed point and try again. Luna." Harry said while he walked around.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Very good. Keep your concentration." Harry said "Great."
"A little higher. Harry said while he pulled Cho's wand a little."
Then she looked at him and made Nigel fall.
"Whoa! I'm okay. I'm okay." he said when he stood up.
"Stupefy!" someone said.
"Stupefy!"
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"Diminuendo!"
Working hard is important, but there's something that matters even more: Believing in yourself." Harry said.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Levicorpus! Got it.
"Think of it this way. Every great wizard in history has started out... as nothing more than what we are now: students. If they can do it, why not us?" he continued.
"Stupefy!" someone said.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus."
"Reducto!" Ginny said.
Then the figure turned into dust.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!" Neville said.
Then the girl in front of him wand went out of her hand.
"Fantastic, Neville. Well done, man." Harry said.
"So that's it for this lesson.
Now, we' re not gonna be meeting again until after the holidays. So just keep practicing on your own as best you can. And well done, everyone. Great, great work."
Everyone started clapping then got their things.
"Well done, mate." Ron said.
"Thanks." he said.
"See you after Christmas."
"See you in the Common Room, Harry." Hermione said.
"Thanks a lot, Harry." Neville said.
"No worries." he said.
"Thank you so much." someone else said.
"Not at all. Merry Christmas." he said.
"Thank you, Harry." someone said.
"Thank you. Merry Christmas." he said.
"Merry Christmas." someone else said.
"Have a good Christmas Harry!" Luna said.
"Have a great Christmas, Luna." he said back.
"We've been thinking. We could always slip Umbridge some Puking Pastilles." George said.
"Or Fever Fudge. They give you massive, pus-filled boils..." Fred said.
"Sounds great, guys. Would you excuse me?" Harry said.
He started to walk over to Cho.
"Are you all right? I heard Umbridge gave you a rough time the other day."
"Yeah. I'm okay. Anyway, it's worth it. It's just, learning all this... makes me wonder whether, if he'd known it..." Cho said.
"Cedric did know this stuff. He was really good. It's just, Voldemort was better." he said.
"You're a really good teacher, Harry. I've never been able to stun anything before. Mistletoe." she said.
"Probably full of Nargles, though."
"What are Nargles?"
"No idea."
Then they started to kiss each other. After that Harry headed back to the common room.
"Well, how was it?" Ron asked.
"Wet. I mean, she was sort of crying."
"That bad at it, are you?" Tracey said.
"I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satisfactory. Cho spends half her time crying these days. You'd think a bit of snagging would cheer her up. Don't you understand how she must be feeling?" Hermione said.
They looked at her confused.
"Well, obviously she's feeling sad about Cedric... and confused about liking Harry and guilty about kissing him... conflicted because Umbridge might sack her mum from the Ministry... and frightened of failing her OWLs because she's worrying about everything."
"One person couldn't feel all that. They'd explode." Ron said.
"Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon..." she said.
Then they all started laughing.
A few hours later Harry was a sleep and saw a snake. It was Nagini. Then he heard something and saw Mr. Weasley.
'Voldemort is after something. Something he didn't have the last time.' he heard Sirius say.
"Harry."
Then he saw Nagini bite him.
"Ahh!"
He tossed and turned while he listened to him.
Finally he woke up and took deep breaths. He saw Ron look at him. A few minutes later Harry, Tracey, Ron and the other three Weasley's were at Dumbledore's office.
"In the dream were you standing next to the victim or looking down at the screen?" Dumbledore asked not looking at him.
"Neither, I only heard, Professor can you please just tell me what's going on?" Harry asked.
"Everard, Arthur's on guard duty tonight. Make sure he's found by the right people."
"Sir." Harry said.
"Phineas. You must go to your portrait at Grimmauld Place. Tell them that Arthur Weasley is gravely injured... and his children will be arriving there soon by Portkey."
"They've got him, Albus. It was close, but they think he'll make it."
"Everard, Arthur's on guard duty tonight. Make sure he's found by the right people."
"Sir."
"Phineas. You must go to your portrait at Grimmauld Place. Tell them that Arthur Weasley is gravely injured... and his children will be arriving there soon by Portkey."
"They've got him, Albus. It was close, but they think he'll make it. What's more, the Dark Lord failed to acquire it." Everard said.
"Oh, thank goodness. Next we need to..."
"Look at me!" Harry yelled.
Everyone looked at him in shock.
"What's happening to me?"
Dumbledore sighed.
"Since the Halloween night when you were five I had a theory that you would have a connection between you and Voldemort when he came back."
Harry and Tracey looked at him and waited.
"I was correct. Which is why I had Severus teach you occlumency when you were younger. And I taught you legilimancy after that."
"You didn't have Professor Snape teach me because I don't have a connection from the different way I got my scar. Isn't it?" Tracey asked.
"Yes." Dumbledore said.
"Now, why don't you two go back to sleep and head to Grimauld Place tomorrow?" he said.
They nodded and headed to bed.