K, here I go. I've only gotten two reviews for the last chapter so far, but I liked them, so thanks. Anyway, here goes nothing! (Note: I'm starting this on September first at 9:36 am. Let's see when I'm finished…) Oh, and I'll admit to stealing something from Avatar…that whole "Vanessa reaching into Jacob's flame and pulling him down" thing was stolen, except on Avatar, Katara pulled Aang down from inside a globe of air. Just thought you should all know that I do steal things…occasionally…and, in case you hadn't noticed, none of this follows DH at all. Partly because I started writing it way before DH, and if I were to start putting things from there in here now, nothing would really make much sense. And yes, I know that Horcruxes aren't destroyed by a spell, but like I already said, none of this follows DH.

Chapter 7

Kyle

Vanessa looks long and hard at the necklace, and I think that I can see what she thinks it is. As Isabel continues to heal her hands, Vanessa starts walking towards Harry with the necklace in her hands. He gets what she's not saying, and nods to Hermione, who then does the spell to determine whether or not this is the final Horcrux, since Isabel's necklace wasn't. (A/N: Okay, potter-me-, you now get to find out if you were right, and if you found a Horcrux) We only have to wait a couple of seconds before the necklace glows red. Shaking a little, Hermione turns to Harry as if in confirmation, and when he nods his head, she gives a small little shriek.

"Now what?" Isabel asks.

"Now," I reply, "Harry, Hermione, and Ron have to do the spell together."

"What spell?"

"The spell to get rid of the Horcrux." Harry surprises us by speaking, and his voice is surprisingly calm for one who'll have to face the wizard who's tried (and failed) to kill him many times before.

The trio take out their wands at the same time, pointing them at the necklace. I notice Vanessa holding Jacob back from grabbing the only piece of his mother still left, as the dark blue light hits it. Once the light is gone, the necklace shatters. Jacob's eyes narrow, but Vanessa's touch seems to stop him from doing anything stupid.

"Okay, so the last Horcrux is destroyed," Ginny says. "How long before we stop Voldemort?"

Harry looks at her as if she's crazy. "What do you mean, 'we'? You know fully well that I have to do this alone!"

Hermione sighs. "And we've told you hundreds of times since Dumbledore's funeral that we're not going to let you do that!"

"If it helps," Matt suggests, "we'll all come too. It'll really just be like we're doing missions again."

"YES!" Isabel screams. "We're back in business!"

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Clara

Now that we have a reason to do so, Rochelle speeds up my training quite a bit more. Matt volunteered himself to train Jacob, but Jacob refused to do anything involving his skill unless Vanessa could be there to stop him if he went too far. Which meant that Isabel would have to be there too, to heal Vanessa's hands if she did have to stop him. And of course, Arkarian wouldn't let Isabel go unless he could come too, meaning that Ethan and Dillon would be the only ones out of the new Named without somebody to train or help train, so they wanted in on something. Rochelle decided that she wanted Ethan to help her with me, and Dillon came because he had nothing better to do.

So now, I really have three Trainers instead of one, although I'm not complaining. Anything to get the job done quicker. After about a month of Training, both Jacob and I are ready. And the next day, Matt and Harry both lead a meeting with all 15 of us.

Harry starts. "So, for those of you that don't know, now that we've found and destroyed all 6 of Voldemort's Horcruxes, the next step is to find him and destroy him. That will be my job. The rest of you need to get rid of his Death Eaters, and help me clear a path to him so everything can be done quicker. Now, it shouldn't be too difficult to take on the Death Eaters, especially since they won't really be expecting you guys-" he indicates us Named – "to be that big of a threat to them, as you're Muggles."

Matt takes over, telling us all the plan. At some point Isabel leaves, and when she comes back, she sort of just stands at the door, waiting for her brother to finish speaking.

"What's up, Isabel? Why don't you come in?"

She looks sort of nervous, and shakes her head. "I need to talk to Arkarian out here, privately." I notice that she's blocking her thoughts to us. Arkarian gets up and goes over to her, closing the door on his way out. A few minutes later, they both walk back in, but I notice that Arkarian is much paler.

Not wanting to interrupt Matt, I say only to Arkarian, Something wrong?

He takes a while to answer me, as if thinking of the proper way to say whatever it is. Isabel's…pregnant.

"WHAT?" I say out loud, causing everybody to jump and look at me. "What are you talking about, Arkarian?! You've got to tell everyone! This is great news!"

"I can't," he says simply. "It's not my job to tell anybody, it's Isabel's."

"Well then, why'd you tell me?"

"Because you asked."

"STOP!" Everybody freezes and looks at Isabel.

"What are they talking about, sis?" Matt asks her, and everybody except for me, Arkarian, and Isabel murmurs in agreement.

"It's not like I'm going to say it out loud," she says, "so I'll think it nice and clearly for all the Truthseers, and they can whisper it to everybody else, okay?"

Yeah, that doesn't go over too nicely. For the rest of the meeting, Matt keeps shooting death glares at Arkarian, who simply sits there, staring at the wall. Isabel keeps fidgeting around, and can't seem to sit still at all. Now we have to change the plan, and instead of Isabel fighting with everybody else, she's supposed to stay back and heal those of us who need it.

"I don't like it," she says at once. "I want to be up there fighting-"

"NO" both Matt and Arkarian interrupt her. Isabel glares at them.

"If I can't be doing something useful, I'll just stay at home and do nothing."

"But you will be doing something useful," Arkarian tells her softly. "You'll be healing us and making sure we don't die."

"Whatever," she mutters, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Okay, I couldn't think of a good enough cliffie to end this chapter at, so I'll just end it there. And the sub plot develops! Don't worry, there'll be some more action next chapter, I promise. Review and tell me how crappy and predictable it was! Oh, and as I'm typing this last line, it's 4:40 pm on September the third. Wow. Two days, seven hours and 4 minutes. That's sad.