IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ: I need your help in thinking of a name for Isabel and Arkarian's kid. I don't know yet if it will be a boy or a girl, so send me names for both. The winning name will also determine the gender of the baby, and when it's born, I'll give a little "thank you" note to the person whose name I chose. Does any of that make sense? Anyway, thank you for your time.

If you didn't read the above statement, SCREW YOU!!!!! Just kidding…anyway, on with the fic!

Chapter 8

Vanessa

Now that a plan has been set up, we can begin the last task before fighting Voldemort himself. Well, it would be pretty much impossible to fight him if we don't know where he is, so our job now is to find him. Everybody is looking, all 15 of us. We told the Named how to look for signs of him being back, and we are now in 5 groups of 3. In my group it's Isabel, Clara, and me. Then there's Ethan, Jacob, and Arkarian in another group, Rochelle goes with Ginny and Hermione, Harry takes Neriah and Dillon, while Kyle, Matt, and Ron form the last group. We arranged it so that there's one Truthseer per group, in case anybody finds anything or needs to contact somebody. Of course, there were some disputes about the arrangements…

Flashback

"NO!" Isabel yells. "There is no way I'm going anywhere without Arkarian by my side!"

Matt tries to calm his sister. "But we need to split up all the couples so nobody gets distracted," he says. "Besides, do you really think that I'm happy being in a group without Neriah?"

But Isabel won't listen. "It's not my job to worry about whether or not you're happy," she says, her voice displaying a dangerous quality I've never heard from anyone other than Ginny.

Arkarian comes over and tries to calm her as well. "Isabel," he says, "I know that you don't want to split up, but it's for the best."

"Yeah," Ethan agrees, "Nobody else is with their loved ones, but you don't hear us complaining, do you?"

If anything, that comment just makes things worse. "Oh, so you think that I'm weak, is that it? You think that I can't do anything on my own?"

Ethan backs away, clearly scared. "No, that's not what I meant!"

Isabel advances, and we all back away. "Yeah, I think it is. I thought that I proved to you last year when you Trained me that I'm much stronger than I look, but you may need some refreshing."

Arkarian goes up to her and whispers something in her ear. She stops in her tracks, looking down at the floor. Without warning, she bursts into tears, burying her face in Arkarian's chest.

She's even more complicated than Ginny.

End Flashback

So, here we are, walking around and looking for evidence that Voldemort might be here. "What does he look like?" Isabel asks, considerably more cheerful than when we left. I guess the thrill of doing something useful again has gotten to her.

"Well, he's really pale and bald with red eyes. His nose is pretty much two slits, sort of like a snake's, and he wears all black. He's pretty creepy looking, if you ask me. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason," she replies.

"You know that we're unlikely to see him while we're out here, right?" Clara asks, and Isabel just nods.

We look for a bit longer, until Isabel stops, looking straight ahead. She closes her eyes, muttering under her breath something that sounds like, "Just let it come, don't try to fight," over and over. I look at Clara to see if she knows what's going on, and she whispers, "I think she's having a vision."

After a while, Isabel opens her eyes again, a grim expression on her face. "What is it?" I ask. "Did you see…him?"

She nods slowly. "I did, but he wasn't alone…"

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Clara

"Come on, tell me!" I urge her. "Tell me what you saw so that I can tell everyone else! Who was he with?"

Vanessa scoffs. "Obviously he had his Death Eaters with him." Turning to Isabel she asks, "Were there a bunch of people in masks and long robes?"

She nods. "But that's not all."

"Go on," I say.

She takes a deep breath before answering, "Lathenia…more Order members."

I feel my eyes grow wide, my wind power threatening to come out. I take a deep breath and calm myself, and the power dies down. "Okay, I'm telling the others."

"What? NO!" Isabel pleads. "Don't say anything! It'll just upset them!"

I shake my head. "I don't care. I'm telling them. They need to know, because we have to change our plan now."

Before she can stop me, I send a message to the other four.

Isabel had a vision, I say simply.

What was it about? Arkarian asks right away.

Well…she saw that Voldemort guy, along with…you're not going to like this…Lathenia and the remainder of the Order.

At the same time, I get Neriah, Matt, Rochelle, and Arkarian's voices yelling, WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

How can that be? Matt exclaims. I thought that Lorian killed her!

He did, Arkarian says, more calmly, but it seems she's found a way to come back.

No duh! Matt yells. A complete moron could have figured that out, Arkarian!

Arkarian doesn't say anything back, so I ask Matt, What have you got against Arkarian, anyway? He's a nice guy, he hasn't done anything to hurt Isabel, and she's really happy when she's with him. So why are you so mean and hostile towards him?

It takes a while for Matt to answer. He got her pregnant. It's all his fault.

I sigh. Matt can be so blind to obvious things sometimes. No, it's not. Isabel's to blame too. It's not like he forced her into anything, it's probably the other way around. She probably wanted to, and he just agreed, so if you're going to blame anybody, it should be Isabel.

I know that I've got him cornered now. He would never want to blame his sister for…that, and since I've pointed out exactly why he can't blame Arkarian, there's nobody for him to blame at all. Matt backs off, and I walk into a pole. As I'm backing up, I can feel the warm blood pouring out of my nose. I think it might be broken. As well as I can, I call out to Vanessa and Isabel. "Guys!" I call, and Vanessa turns around. She sees me standing there, holding my nose, and motioned for Isabel to come over with her.

I can feel her healing my nose as she's running, so that by the time she gets to me, it's completely better.

"What did you do?" she asks while panting a bit.

"I walked into a pole," I say, and then burst out laughing. Vanessa and Isabel laugh too.

We start to walk again, laughing as we go. But soon, we stop laughing when we see what's in front of us.

Uh oh…what did they find? Oh, and did you like the little bit of humour I put in there? One of my fav lines to use in a humour story or fic when it's not written in first person or present tense is: And he/she promptly ran into a brick wall. Yes, I like pplz running into/walking into brick walls/poles. I don't know why, okay? I'm happy that I could end with a cliffie! Yay me! Anyway, you know the drill. You've read, so now review! And seriously, give me some names for that damn baby!