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am I going to get through to you? JK.

Once upon a time...

" Are you sure Remus?" A worried voice asked. " What if she's lying?"

" She's not, it's defidently her." Remus replied.

Harry, tried to open his eyes, but failed.

" Did he just flicker his eyes?"

Harry tried again, but still couldn't.

Yes he did! Harry, wake up Harry." Mrs. Weasly coaxed.

Harry opened his eyes, and saw the two faces right above him. His vision was foggy, but he could still see them.

" What happened?" he craoked.

Mrs. Weasly turned away, and went out of the room. Remus sat down in a wood chair next to the bed Harry was lying on.

" You blacked out, after you tripped over someone. Harry, is your scar hurting?"

Harry nodded, and winced at the pain in his neck.

" How long have I been out?" he asked.

Remus smiled. " Just a day, but we were all pretty worried about you, even Mad-Eye."

Harry smiled. " Who did I trip over? Is anyone hurt?"

Remus's smiling face went from cheerfulnes, so concern. " You tripped over Layne Cornia."

Harry's eyes' widened. " The woman from my-"

Remus nodded. " Yes, she got away from Voldomort, but she's hurt pretty bad. Molly has been going back between you and her, nursing her back to health. But I'm afraid it's not working, no one thinks she'll make it."

Harry sighed, ignoring the pain in his chest.

Mrs. Weasly came back into the room just then, holding a bottle with a blackish-orange liquid inside.

" Here Harry, drink this." she said, pouring some into a cup.

Harry took the cup, and drank it quickly.

Remus laughed. " Wonderful taste, isn't it."

" No, not really." Harry said, rubbing his tongue on the top of his mouth.

Mrs. Weasly smiled, then left again, taking the bottle with her.

Harry felt a warm feeling running through his body, and the pain in his chest, and neck stopped.

He sat up, and leaned against the pillows. " So what does she know?"

Remus sighed. " She say's she won't talk to anyone but you."

Harry nodded, swinging his legs over the bed.

" Harry James Potter, what are you doing!" A red head said from the door.

" Going to see Layne Cornia, what else?" Harry responded.

Ginny shook her head, and pushed him back into bed. " No way, you've been out for twenty-four hours, you can stay in bed for another day."

Remus spoke up. " Ginny, I don't mean to be rude, but Layne doesn't have very long, so I think Harry should go see her a soon as possible."

Ginny sighed, and put out her hand. " Fine, but as soon as you do, back to bed!"

Harry chuckled, and followed Ginny and Remus down the hall.

Layne Cornia lay on a small bed, staring at the ceiling. Her face was very pale, and she looked even thinner than she did in the dreams.

" Why isn't she in St. Mungos?" Harry whispered to Ginny.

" She talks in her sleep." She whispered back.

Harry nodded, then walked slowly to the bed.

" I won't talk to anyone but Harry Potter." Layne said, not moving her head.

" That's why I'm here, I'm Harry Potter." Harry answered.

Lane looked over at him, and smiled. " Hello, Harry."

" Hello. Can you please xplain what happened?" Harry said bluntly.

Layne chuckled softly. " Alright. As I'm sure you know, Voldomort captured me a few months ago, when I was on my way home from work. I doubt anyone noticed, since I was planning on going to America." She stopped, and coughed rufly. " I knew where somthing was, and he wanted-"

Harry interuppted her. " A Goblet, I know. Voldomort wanted it, and he said he would kill your brother if you didn't tell him. But what is the Goblet? And where is your brother, we should bring him here, in case Voldomort..."

Layne's eyes widened." How did you know that? Nobody but Voldomort and that Peter Pettigrew knows I have a brother!"

Harry hesitated. " I ah...I kinda had a dream. I saw it. Where is he?"

" I don't know..." She said doubtfully.

Harry sighed. " Layne, if you don't tell me where he is, Voldomort might get there first. He knows, he doesn't make empty threats like that most of the time."

" He's...America, in the United States. That's why I was going there. He's lived with my grandparents, since my parents died." Tears formed in her eyes. " He doesn't even know I exist!"

Harry looked down. " Can you get your grandparents somewhere safer? Voldomort most likely knows where he is, but I don't think he has someone following them. It's to far."

" I geuss, I'll write them. But what if that doesn't get there in time? What if..." She started crying, breathing very hard. Harry reached over and took her cold hand.

" Layne, I'm sure we can find someone to Floo in. Now, what about the Goblet?" Harry asked gently.

" The Goblet is a horcrux, that I destroyed. I believe you know whar horcruxes are?"

Harry nodded, completly suprised. " How did you find out about the horcruxes? And find one?"

" My father was a Death Eater, and was killed. His name was Steven Chapman. We changed our names after he was killed, and moved away. He was Voldomorts...helper. He was like Pettigrew is now. My mother died shortly after having my younger brother, I was seventeen."

" Wow." Harry said, stunned. " So you destroyed it? It's gone?"

Layne nodded. " I got rid of it four months ago."

" Harry, we should let Ms. Ornia rest now." Remus said, stepping over.

Harry nodded, and got up. " Rest easy, Layne. We'll take of your brother."

" Thank you." She whispered, as she drifted off.

Harry nodded, and let go of her hand. He left the room, with Remus and Ginny in the lead, shutting the door behind him.

" Harry you should-"

" I'm not going back to bed, Gin."

Ginny scowled at him. " I was going to say, you should get dressed, and go tell everyone your okay."

Harry nodded. He kissed Ginny briefly on the cheek, and went to his room to get dressed.

" Harry! You're alright, then." Ron said, when Harry came down to the kitchen later that day.

Harry nodded. " Yep, woke up a few hours ago. Didn't your mum tell you?"

Ron shook his head. " No, I haven't seen her. But that is probly because I haven't been here all day."

" Where have you been?" Harry asked, grabbing a cup of tea.

Ron laughed. " We had to get grocerys, Hermione and I. Mum couldn't, and she Tonks knows a few spells to help Layne Cornia. And everyone was else is busy..."

" Oh. Get anything good?"

Ron shook his head. " No, Mum said is I buy anything that's not on the list, then she'll find my stash of money, and money for next times list."

Harry laughed. " Sounds like fun."

Ron nodded, then he looked a little more serious. " Have you talked to Layne yet?"

" Yes. We sorted it all out." Harry replied.

When he didn't explain further, Ron asked, " Well, what did she say? What is the Goblet that she was talking about?"

" Well, I was going to wait untill the next meeting..." Harry said, undecided. " But I geuss I can tell you now. The Goblet is, was, a horcrux."

Ron gaped at him. " It was a horcrux? Wait, what do you mean was?"

Harry started to respond, but interupted.

" Harry! Your awake! Why aren't you in bed?" Hermione yelped.

Harry smiled at her, and ignored Ron's snicker. " Some potion Mrs.Weasly gave me made me feel fine."

Hermione nodded. " So have you talked to Layne yet?"

" Ya, that's what I was just telling Ron."

" Well?" Hermione said crossly. " What did she say?"

Harry rolled his eyes. " Well, she gave me a lot of information, really."

Hermione scowled at him. '' Harry Potter! You know what I mean, don't make me jinx you!"

" The Goblet, right. She said it was...a horcrux." Hermione gasped. " Harry, a horcrux?"

Harry nodded. " She said her father, who was Death Eater named Steven Chapman, was Voldomorts most loyal servant, like Wormtail is now." Ron glared at his bowl when Harry said Wormtail's name. " He told her about the horcruxes, and after he died, she found this one, and destroyed it about four months ago. She said Voldomort found her, and took her. Nobody suspected anything, since she was going to America. Her brother lives her grandparents in the United States, he doesn't know she exists. He moved in with them when their parents died."

Hermione and Ron were staring at Harry, their mouths open.

" She destroyed it?" Ron whispered, awed.

Harry nodded. " That's what she said."

Hermione looked as though she was thinking very hard. " Harry, how do we know she destoyed it? And say she did, why did Voldomort ask where it is?"

Harry gasped, and blted out the door, leaving Ron and Hermione staring after him. " I suppose we should follow him." Ron said, walking out.

Harry dashed into Layne's room, brushing past Mrs. Weasly, who was sweeping the floor.

" Harry! What are you doing? She can't be waken right now!" Mrs. Weasly whispered.

Harry ingnored her, and shook Layne awake.

" Hello Harry, what can I do for you?" Layne whispered hoarsly.

" Why did Voldomort ask about the Goblet, Layne?" he said, his voice worried.

Layne looked suprised. " I don't know, I suppose he felt it when I destroyed the Goblet."

Harry sighed. " Oh no." he whispered.

Hermione and Ron came over just then. " Harry you don't think...?" Hermione asked quietly.

Ron looked at Harry, his eyes asking the same quistion.

" I'm afraid he might." Harry replied.

Layne looked back and forth between the three. " What?"

Harry hesitated. " Well...when we destroyed the first horcruxes, Voldomort didn't know, so we didn't have to worry about him...checking back up on them. But now, if he knows, then it might be a lot harder to find them."

Layne nodded, eyes wide.

Mrs. Weasly had been standing watching, but she spoke up now. " You lot, out of here. Go call a meeting, you need to tell the Order."

Harry nodded, and left, Hermione and Ron trailing behind him.

" Hello everyone, thanks for comeing so quickly," Harry said, to the room full of people. All of the Order was there, even Snape, to Harry's distaste. Mrs. Weasly was th only one not there, she was taking care of Lane. " something very bad has happened, I believe. I talked to Layne Cornia, today. She told me all about the Goblet. The Goblet was a horcrux, that she found. Her father was a Death Eater, named Steven Chapmen. He was the past Wormtail, pretty much. He was killed, so they changed their names and moved away. Her mother died, right after having her little brother. He went to live with their grandparents, Layne was seventeen." Everyone in the room was shocked. Snape even looked mildly intrested. " Voldomort took Layne, and held her. He wanted to know where the Goblet was. That's the bad news, we think Voldomort can feel when we destroy the horcruxes, now."

Dumbledore nodded. " I was afriad this would happen. Harry, this means he most likely hid the last two in another place."

Harry sighed deeply. " I know, and that will make it a lot harder for us to get rid of them."

Snape stood up. " How do you know," he drawled. " that the Dark Lord really does know when you get rid of them? What if she was lying?"

Harry stuck his chin up. " Why else would he want to know where it is?"

Snape sat back down, glaring at Harry.

Everyone in the room shifted, moving their chairs.

All of a sudden Mrs. Weasly came bursting into the room. " Harry," she panted. " come quickly. it's Layne, she's having an attack. She say's she needs you, now."

Harry jumped up, and bolted out of the room. He ran down the hall, followed Mrs. Weasly, and Dumbledore.

He sprinted into Laynes room, and to her bed. She was lying on the bed, her face white and sweating.

" Harry," she whispered so quietly Harry had to lean down to hear. " Voldomort made a mistake. You-" she coughed loudly. " you were supposed to die, to make one more. Your mother wasn't supposed to die. You have to-" she stopped, and started coughing again, this time coughing up blood. Harry took her hand, squeezing it.

" Layne, come on! Don't die, please Layne, what do I have to do? What do I have to do?" He yelled.

Layne looked up at him, then she fell limp.

" Layne!" Harry yelled again, he shook her wildly.

Mrs. Weasly put her hand on his shoulder. " She's gone, Harry."

Harry slowly let go of her hand, and turned to Dumbledore, his face pale.

" What did she mean, he made a mistake?" He whispered, shaking.

Dumbledore shook his head. " I don't know, Harry. I don't know."

Two days later, most of the Order gathered outside of the mansion.

They where there for Laynes funral, they had bought a simple coffin for her, and had decided to bury her here, so no one would suspect anything.

Some of them was going to say somthing, then they would bury her.

" I didn't know Layne for very long, but I know she was a wonderful woman. She didn't give into torture, even when her own brother was at risk." Remus said, and stepped back.

Mrs. Weasly was next. " Layne Cornia was a such a sweetie, I'll miss her."

A few more said something, then it was Harry's turn.

" I only knew Layne for a day, but I know she was a great lady. She loved her brother, even though she had never spent much time with him. She got him help, even though she died shortly after. She will be missed very much." Harry stepped forward, and helped lift the coffin.

Everyone nodded, and Mr. Weasly, Ron, Harry, and Remus slowly lowered her coffin into the ground.

A/N Hey everyone, so what did you think? Any good? It was a little sad, at the end. So, I now 50 reviews, which is totally awsome! No bad ones, which is even better. Thank you so much to my reviewers, I hope you liked this chapter! So, please review on this chapter!

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