Here's the second chapter! I'd just like you all to know that when I think of "The Named" I always replace Mr. Carter (the bastard) with Dillon. Oh, and in this fic, Clara and Jacob are considered in that group. It just makes it easier for me so I don't have to list everyone's name. So from now on, this is the new Named group: Isabel, Arkarian, Matt, Neriah, Ethan, Rochelle, Dillon, Clara, and Jacob. So whenever I say "the Named" in this fic, those are the people I mean. Ironic, isn't it, that there's still nine of them?

Chapter 2

Kyle

We end up just checking into a hotel for the rest of the time we're here, since we have no clue how long that'll be, and we also need to be able to talk to one-another about the Horcruxes without anybody else hearing. Of course, it was originally supposed to just be Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but Ginny refused to be left behind, and they sort of met up with me and Vanessa in one of the many places they visited. So now, here we are, in a hotel room at Angel Falls.

After a long silence, Hermione states, "Well, we can't even begin looking if we don't know what we're looking for."

Harry nods. "Although it should be easier than the other times, as we've already found all the other Horcruxes. This is the last one. Let's review what we've got so far, shall we?"

We all nod. "The diary, the ring, the locket, the cup, and the snake. Which means, if Dumbledore's guess was correct, that we're looking for something of Ravenclaw's."

"But that could be anything," I point out.

"True," Ginny says, "but we should think of what it most likely is. We know that Ravenclaw was a girl, so we should expect her item to be something girly, like…oh, say, a necklace."

"But then, the locket was Slytherin's, and he was a dude," Ron counters.

Ginny pushes him playfully. "I'm just trying to be optimistic, that's all."

"Ginny's probably right, though," Vanessa says, speaking for the first time.

"Even so, if the item of Ravenclaw's is a necklace, it could belong to anyone at all. So we're still only a little farther than we were before." Hermione sighs and puts her head in her hands. "I'm beginning to think we'll never find all the Horcruxes."

Ron puts a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, a little farther is still farther. We may not be going very far very fast, but it's still better than nothing."

Hermione nods. "I guess you're right."

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Isabel

The morning sun wakes me up. Well, actually, I was half awake already, but the sun just makes it officially impossible to get back to sleep. So I get up and dressed, and then go downstairs. I'm thinking of going over to Arkarian's place, when Matt comes down behind me.

"Why don't you want to stay here?" he asks.

I turn to him. "Because," I reply, "I've spent most of the week here. I want to see Arkarian."

"But everyone else was going to meet up with each other over there."

I smirk. "Then I'll just get there before everyone else." And with that, I'm out the door.

It doesn't take me long at all to get to the mountain where Arkarian's chambers are, and within a few seconds of me being there, the door disappears and I walk inside.

As I'm looking for Arkarian, he comes down the hallway to where I am. I run up to him and embrace him, my head resting on his shoulder. He takes me into his room. "I've got a surprise for you," he says. "So just sit on the bed and close your eyes for a minute."

Smiling at the thought of what the surprise might be, I do so. I hear him rummaging around for something, and then I sense something going around my neck. "Okay, you can open your eyes now."

I open them and walk over to a mirror. Hanging around my neck on a delicate silver chain is a beautiful heart shaped sapphire. I gasp softly. "Oh, Arkarian!" I exclaim, hugging him. "It's beautiful! Thank you so much."

"You're welcome," he replies, holding me close. "Though it may interest you to know that everyone else is here now."

"Oh." I pull away reluctantly as we walk down the hall to greet the rest of the Named.

Rochelle comes up to me. "I love your necklace, Isabel!" she exclaims. Neriah and Clara agree.

"Thanks," I say. "Arkarian gave it to me."

Matt clears his throat, and everyone's attention immediately turns to him. "Does anybody have any info on the group that just came here two days ago?"

Clara raises a tentative hand, as if she's unsure of whether or not to disclose this information. Matt nods in her direction. "What do you have for us?"

"Well," she begins, "yesterday I heard Hermione's thoughts, and I think you should all hear what she had to say…or rather, think: 'I know we can't tell them, but we have to make sure that they don't get too suspicious… or we might not be welcome here anymore…and then what would we do?! No, whatever happens, we can't tell them that we're magic. Of course, they probably wouldn't believe us if we did, but we can't risk anything. If they do believe us if we say that we're witches and wizards, who knows what reactions they'd have!' After that, I just tuned out, but at least I got that much."

"Okay…so what do we do now that we know this?" Rochelle asks. "I mean, it's not like we can tell them that we know, or we'd have to explain how that's possible. And that is something I really don't want to do."

I agree with her. We only just met this group of people; we still don't know if we can trust them with who we are. Or, for that matter, what we can do. Sure, we'll tell them someday, just not yet.

Matt takes charge once more. "Alright, here's what we do: every Truthseer will try to see if we can figure out who they're fighting for and against. Everyone else will keep trying to get them to trust us, and if we are able to trust them too, then all the better."

Everyone nods at Matt's words. He's actually really good at being a leader. And with that, everybody leaves. I want to stay, but Matt forces me to come. Dillon, Jacob, Ethan, and I will be the ones to try to get the other group to trust us, while Neriah, Matt, Arkarian, Rochelle, and Clara try to get more information. Of course, Arkarian will have to try to do this from his chambers, unless he just stays hidden...that might be a slight difficulty...

God, this feels so much like a mission. I miss those…oh well. Lathenia's dead now, so there's nobody left on the Order's side to open rifts and go screw things up in the past anymore. Too bad.

Okay, that's that for that! And so the plot unfolds…of course, I didn't know that this would be the plot when I first started writing it…it just sort of…happened, you know? Oh well! I have a plot now, and that's all that matters! Of course, reviews matter too, but I doubt I'll get many of those…I barely get any at all anymore…you people hate me!!!!!! –bursts into hysterical tears- Ah well, nothing I can do about it. Please be nice and review for me!!!!!!!!!!