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The Golden Eye

" Ms. Ornia, are you ready to tell where the goblet is?" Voldomort said, pointing his wand at the black haired woman Harry had seen before.

She struggled in her binds, but didn't say anything.

Voldomort smiled acidly, and walked over to her. He leaned in closely, and whispered, " I know you know where it is, Ms. Ornia, so I suggest you tell me, before your dear brother gets...hurt."

Her eye's widened, then she glared at. She spat on his face, when he was still close enough.

Voldomort's eye's turned red, and it almost looked like steam was coming out of his ears.

" CRUCIO!" He shouted, and watched, as she rolled on the ground, her eyes screaming, but not making a word.

" Stubborn, aren't you? Well, we'll just have to cure you of that." Voldomort spat out.

He did the Cruciatus again, and again.

Harry woke, his scar burning with pain. Who in the bloody world is she? Harry thought, rubbing his scar. He glanced at the clock, and sighed. It was 2:57 am, so he couldn't go bother anyone right now. Harry quietly sat up, and swung his legs over the bed, onto the floor. He got dressed quickly, wincing at the cold floors.

Harry opened the door to the library, and closed it behind him soundlessly.

" Ornia, Ornia..." Harry murmured, looking through another book. It had been two hours, and he still couldn't find a thing. He put the book he had just been reading on the table next to the other five. I guess I'm just going to wait until later, maybe Hermione or someone else will know where to look...

Harry trudged across the halls to the kitchen, and made a cup coffee, like he had for the Durlsley's for so many years.

Harry was sitting at the table, thinking over all the books he had read, and trying to figure out if he had missed anything, when Remus came in the kitchen. He looked at Harry, surprised, then poured himself a cup of coffee.

" Whacha doin up, Harry?" He asked, his voice slightly sleepy.

" Couldn't sleep, had another dream."

Remus set his cup down. " About what? Or whom?"

Harry hesitated. " The woman that I told you guys about at the last meeting." he answered.

Remus nodded, and waited expectantly.

" He called Ms. Ornia. I'm guessing that's her name. He said he wanted her to tell him where the goblet was, but she still wouldn't tell him."

Remus looked up at him, his eyes wide. " Was there anything else he said, Harry?"

Harry shook his head no. " Why?"

Remus was the one to hesitate now. " Well, a few months back, there was woman who went missing. No one thought much of it, since she had been saying for months she was going to America. But her name was Cornia, instead of Ornia."

" Maybe Voldomort thought her name Ornia..." Harry said doubtfully.

Remus nodded, the doubt in his eyes. " Well you have to tell everyone at the meeting, Harry. This is diffidently something they need to know."

Harry nodded slowly.

" Oh my!" Remus exclaimed. " We should get ready, it's seven, and we're going to meet everyone in the dining room, then we have to go check on Draco."

Harry nodded, and drained the rest of his coffee. He trudged up the stairs, and into his room.

Ron was still on his bed, stretched out, his head off the pillow.

" Ron." Harry said, throwing a sock at him.

Ron shifted, but still didn't wake up.

" RON!" Harry said, shaking him.

" Wha...lemme alone 'Arry."

Harry rolled his eyes. " Ron...Hermione is waiting for you to come eat a nice private breakfast with her..."

Ron got up immediately. " Where is she?"

Harry grinned. " Probably still in her room, I haven't seen her yet."

Ron glared at him, and tried not to smile.

" Harry, you are such a bloody git!"

Harry grinned at him again. " Well you had to get up, we have to meet in half an hour."

" You talk in your sleep, get Hermione to make you a potion or something." Ron said, trying to get back at him.

Harry laughed. " What did I say?"

" You were babbling. You said Ornia about ten times. I threw a pillow at you, but you still wouldn't shut up."

" Ornia? Are you sure Ron?" Harry asked, staring at him intently.

Ron nodded, looking confused.

" Hmm, okay. Well why don't we go downstairs?" Harry said, turning towards the door.

" Uhh, Harry? You might want to put a shirt on, and maybe some shoes?"

Harry sat down, fidgeting nervously.

It was time for the meeting, and he hadn't decided if he was going to tell them about his dream.

If Siruis was here then... Harry didn't finish the thought, and looked at Dumbledore.

He nodded, so Harry stood up, and coughed, looking around the room.

Everyone, noticing Harry's try at their attention, looked at him immediately.

" I know that I, am not in charge here, " Harry began." and that I've been taking over for Professor Dumbledore more than I should be. I'm not even a member, just a...participant. I thank everyone for your cooperation. This will be the last meeting I take over for, or attend if you want."

Remus, was looking at Harry like he wanted to interrupt. " Harry, I, or anyone, I think, does not want you to not come. You have every right to be in here, since this is your house. Do not let us kick you out, I enjoy having you, Ron, Hermione and Ginny in here with us, some younger faces, than our old ones..." Remus laughed, along with everyone else.

" Thanks, well if you want us in here, then we'll stay." Harry said, the other three nodding. " Now, tonight we are supposed to get Malfoy, and bring him back here. Remus, Mad-Eye, Ron, and I will be going, we'll bring him back here. Everyone else, will need to be prepared for anything, anything." Harry looked around the room, making sure they understood. " A room needs to be set up, with wards, anti-apperation, anti-magic, etcetera." Everyone nodded; Hermione seemed to be mentally listing what spells to be used. " We need to check to see if he's there tonight. Two of us should go first, and if he's there, then we'll come back and get the other two. Remus, Mad-Eye, can you two go?" Harry asked the two former professors. They nodded, Mad-Eye looking very serious, while Remus looked excited.

" The two of them can go check, and everyone else should help with the room. I have no idea if Malfoy is very hurt, or if he's perfectly fine, and willing to be pain."

Ginny smirked, and looked at Harry, her eyes' giving away what she was thinking: He'd have to be pretty bad not to want to be a pain.

Harry smiled at her, agreeing with her.

" You can leave when ever your ready, Remus and Mad-Eye. But first," Harry stopped, and gave Remus a look. " I have to tell you something...last night I, uh, I had another dream last night."

Hermione turned and looked at him so fast, she looked like a swivel chair.

" If you remember, I told you that I had a dream about a girl that Voldomort was torturing." Everyone said "Yes.' or nodded. " Well, last night I had another dream about her. Voldomort was torturing her again, but this time, he called her Ms. Ornia. Remus told me that I girl went missing a few months ago, but her name was Cornia. So, either Voldomort got it wrong, it was a different girl, or she changed her name." Dumbledore was staring at him intently. " I think she changed her name, but either way, it doesn't matter. He asked her where the Goblet was, whatever that is."

Harry looked at the adults, who were all exchanging looks. " Alright, somebody needs to explain now." Ginny said, seeing the looks also.

No one answered, they where all avoiding their eyes. Everyone but Dumbledore, who spoke up.

" About twenty-years ago, a muggle found a gold Goblet, that had a lion on it. The Ministry of Magic confiscated it, saying it was a rare and valuable object, and put it away. It went missing a few years after that. No one knows where it went."

Harry nodded, now understanding.

" Could Voldomort have gotten it, or had someone get it?"

Dumbledore considered, then nodded. " Yes, I believe so."

" Well, then lets assume he did. What would have done with it?" Harry asked, thinking.

There was silence, and then Hermione poked his arm. " What if he made a horcruxe out of it?"

" I hadn't thought of that. But why would she have gotten it?"

Hermione sighed, and sat back in her chair, thinking.

" Maybe she found it, and somehow realized what it was." Tonks said quietly.

Harry looked at her, surprised. She hadn't said much while she had been there.

" Maybe." Harry agreed. He glanced at his wristwatch. " Well, we should be getting ready. Everyone who is going, needs to get ready, then Mad-Eye and Remus can go, while Ron and I help find a room." The two men nodded, and left the room. " Everyone else, about five people can work on spells, maybe two can help find a room, and the rest of you can get everything else ready." They nodded, then hurried off to do their assignments.

Harry and Ron went with Charlie and Tonks to find a suitable room.

Five minutes later, Mad-Eye and Remus were back, and Harry and Ron were ready to go.

" Alright, he's sitting in a ditch, blacked out. We should get in and out easily." Mad-Eye was saying.

Harry nodded, and got ready to disapperated there.

When he got there, all he saw was woods, and clouds. Voldomort was apparently hiding in a house in the woods, which Harry could just make out over a hill. It was very foggy, it was so thick, Harry felt as though he standing in water.

" There he is." A voice said at Harry's elbow. Remus was standing next to him, pointing to a lump in a small ditch.

Harry nodded, and followed him over to it, with Ron and Mad-Eye following him.

" On the count of three, help me get him onto my shoulder." Mad-Eye said gruffly.

Harry, Ron, and Remus helped Mad-Eye lift the body onto his shoulder, and then waited for him to leave before following. Just as Harry was about to leave, he fell to the ground, his scar searing with pain. " Harry, are you okay mate?" Ron said urgently.

Harry didn't respond, just held his scar, wondering if it was about to burst open.

All of a sudden, Harry felt himself being lifted in the air, and then he blacked out, his scar still burning.

A/N So…the verdict is? I'm very proud of this chapters name, I love C.S. Lewis, and I figured that name would perfectly.Sorry it took me so long, the computer I normally use, Internets connection is down, and the bright person that I am, I didn't think to email itto the other computer in my house, and use that one, which has a better spell check than mine. So, as you can see, you're reading a story that was written by an idiot. So please review on this idiot's story, I would love to hear from you! Also, I know this wasn't as long I'd thought, but if I had put anymore in, it wouldn't have left much for me to work with in the next chapter. So Malfoy is at Headquarters, and Harry is being taken away from someone, but who is it? Please review, even if I am an idiot!

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Sam