Hey ya'll! Sorry it's been so long! I've been really busy, and I promise I'll try to do better in the future! Well here's the next chapter!

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"Do you think she'll be alright?"

"Who knows..."

"Where did she get these marks from?!"

"Look! She's waking!"

Ginny groaned loudly, as she tried to sit up. "I feel like I just got mowed over by a blast-ended skewert."

"Ginny dear, what happened out there?"

Ginny's chocolate eyes looked to her mother. She could see the fear in her mothers eyes.

"I dunno really. I was trying to get carrots, and the next thing I knew, I was out cold…" Hermione sent a looked to Harry, in which he nodded his head. Something was up between them.

"Mum…can I talk with them for a minute? Alone?"

"But dear-

"Mum, she's fine." Ron gave a pat to his mother and pushed her out the door.

"Ok, what's going on?" Ginny crossed her arms, with a wince, and gave a look to the three of them.

"Ginny, you have marks in the same places that Christ did when he was killed."

Ginny furrowed her brows in thought. "That's the guy who was God's son right?"

"Yeah, and you have the same marks that he did." Harry gave her a concerned look, but it was shrugged off with a small smile. "Ginny, can you try to remember what happened out there? Anything at all?"

Ginny sighed, and tried to recall what had happened. It suddenly hit her like a ton of bricks. "There was a woman. She had long red hair, and two children – twins. She was calling to them, and they sprouted wings and flew to her. Then suddenly some big storm started to form over two trees, and she sent her children away. Then…then…"

Tears were falling down Ginny's face. She suddenly felt like something had been broken in her just by recalling it. She felt Hermione put a comforting hand around her.

"What happened Ginny?" She whispered.

"She sprouted wings, and flew to the two trees, and then said in Latin, 'I give my life for peace'. Roots from both trees sprung up and formed a rough cross, and she was hung on it." The tears came steadily down her face.

"Two trees?" Harry looked a bit confused, but ached to hold Ginny.

"Yes. One was an apple tree, and the other a pomegranate."

Hermione gave a start. "Are you sure?"

"Yes…" Ginny was too grieved to see Hermiones' excitement. "Can…can I rest now?"

"Yea…get some sleep Gin-Bug." Roon gave an affectionate rub to her head, as she lay down in her bed. Quietly Ron and Hermione snuck out before Harry. Harry, stopped at the door, and looked back at Ginny. She still looked upset, but a bit more relaxed.

"What's so important Hermione?" Ron gave her a curious look as she stood bouncing on her toes.

"Harry! What tree plays an important role in the Bible?!"

Harry gave it a quick thought. "The tree in the story of Adam and Eve; it was …an apple tree!"

"Yes! It was the Tree of Good and Evil!" She looked excited.

"But what about the pomegranate tree?" Harry asked. "It's not in the Bible."

"No, but it's in a myth!"

"The myth of Persephone and Hades!" Ron grinned. "That's the only one I can remember!"

Hermione gave an impressed look to Ron. "Yes! Think about the two stories! In Adam and Eve, Eve is tempted to eat an apple and then gives it to Adam and they both become aware of good and evil." Both boys nodded in understanding.

"In Persephone and Hades, Hades tricks Persephone to eat a pomegranate and is forced to live half a year in hell, which is marked as winter or darkness, and the other half with her mother, marked as summer or light!"

Harry's eyes widened at the strange parallels between the two stories. "They both deal with light and dark, evil and good."

"Hang on, Hermione, didn't you say that there was a bib-ly fable thingie about some sort of Tree of Life?"

"Ronald! Your brilliant! Of course!" Hermione gave him a bright smile, to which he blushed and stammered at. "The pomegranate tree is the Tree of Life! Think about it; when Persephone ate the pomegranate winter came – which can be called death – but then she brought about summer – life! Ginny saw the Tree of Good and Evil and the Tree of Life!"

Harry was amazed at this new information. It was so weird that muggle beliefs were so tied close to myths…myths which wizard thought as perfect stories to tell their young.

"But who is the woman she saw with wings?" Ron asked.

"I dunno…" Hermione stopped her excited hop as she began to think again.

"Hang on." Harry dug into his pocket and retrieved the now wrinkled parchment that held the quote. "And then your eyes shall be opened and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil. Ginny's dream or vision, whatever it was, I think it has to do with the quote somehow! She said that the woman flew to the two trees and gave her life to bring peace when they were fighting."

"The Tree of Life and the Tree of Good and Evil fighting…" Hermione had another thoughtful look cross her face. "That quote…it's talking about when you eat the apple that you gain the power of gods, which is to know good and evil. How does it connect to the trees fighting?"

"I dunno. But I have a hunch that it had to do with that thing Ginny saw, and some how with Voldemort."

Narcissa gave cool smile's to her guests. She stopped every now and then to talk to one about the war.

"Did you hear of the latest gain?"

"Which? That our Lord killed a group of pesky little winged people, or that he's found The Truth?"

"Well both actually." A cold laugh came from the man whom Narcissa noted was Amarius Potley; a figure of importance in the Dark Lord's circle.

"Yes, I've heard of them both. I am eager to hear of the results. There is rumor that The Truth is something that will make us all powerful beyond imagination." She noted that the second voice was Deterious Estral.

"Yes, yes. I've heard that too. But I'm not sure of it."

Narcissa stepped closer to the men, trying to determine what they were talking about.

"I've also heard that the reason why the Dark Lord hasn't already killed that blasted idiot Malfoy and his family is because they have to do with the The Truth in some way."

"Shh! Lower your voice!" Narcissa's eyes narrowed. What was the Dark Lord planning that was being hidden from her family. A sudden motherly worry over swept her and she longed to find her son, or to see his pale form standing in the crowd. However, she shook her head, and tried to listen in on the conversation again.

"No one can know of the full plan." Potley gave Estral a dark look, and the man nodded in understanding. Narcissa frowned as the men walked away obviously done with their conversation.

Smoothing her dress, she began to make her way out, when a sudden pain in her heart made her gasp. Clutching at her dress, she gave a gasp of pain.

"Lady Malfoy, are you alright?" Narcissa turned to the voice, only to see a shocked face. "My gods…! SOME ONE! GET LADY MALFOY HELP!"

Narcissa felt herself falling, and caught sight of her reflection from a glass window. Her heart was bleeding. Elsewhere, the same was occurring to Draco and his father.

Luna sat in the overgrown, and brightly colored flowers of her backyard. She could of sworn she had seen a sporklen out here… Humming softly to herself, she enjoyed the night weather.

The moon was almost full, and the light it gave off was perfect for night hunting of sporklen. Standing up again, she gave a dreamy sigh as the wind brushed past her, twirling her pale blonde hair. A sudden bright light surrounded her, and she felt a push on her back. She felt herself being left off the ground and then suddenly being plopped back down.

"Ow…" Trying to stand once more, she felt a strange heaviness on her back. Reaching behind, she felt something soft and feather like. Curiously, she moved to the small stream by her house and peered into it.

"I believe I have wings…"

Neville sat in his bedroom, reading a book on a particular plant that he had become quite fascinated with. A sudden twinge on his back made him move to scratch at it. However, the twinge became rather painful, and he grunted as he fell off his bed, creating a loud thump.

"Neville dear! What in the world was that- " His grandmother stood mouth opened in shock as she stared at her grandson. "My gods Neville…you're one of them!"

At the Joke Shop, Fred and George had their heads bent over a new item they were creating when both suddenly collapsed in pain. Both moaned as holes appeared in their hands and feet. The agony was too much for them.

Both brothers passed out.

Ron suddenly stopped walking. Harry gave a curious glance at him.

"Get my mum!" Ron gasped as he suddenly collapsed to the floor, his hands beginning to form holes, like Ginny's hand.

Hermione gasped and rushed to him.

"MRS. WEASLEY!!!!! COME QUICK!" Harry bellowed as loud as he could as he caught Ron before he hit the floor.

"My Lord, the Lady Malfoy has just collapsed. She is bleeding from the heart as you said."

"Excellent. Find the Malfoy Boy and his father. They will be it the same condition. Bring them here, and treat them with the best care."

"Yes my lord."

Voldemort watch as the man left to do his bidding. A soft hiss reminded him of his dear pet. "All is to plan my lovely. All is to plan…"

I hope that was good enough!

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