Roxas decided that before he could test that new theory, he needed to see if he could even wield his blades.

He sneaked outside, behind the building, where no one was watching. And then, he reached out his left hand, and thought of Oblivion.

Instantly, it appeared, and he did the same thing with his other hand. Oathkeeper appeared, and he swung both around to see if his body could remember them.

Once he had retrained his body with the two keyblades, he decided to try his magic. Thinking of Axel, he pointed them forwards and yelled.

"Fire!"

The bush he was aiming for caught fire immedietely.

"Water!"

It went out.

"Thunder!"

Lightning struck the bush, setting it alight again.

"Ice!"

The bush froze completely.

"Aero!"

The ice swirled away in a wind, leaving the bush looking a little worse for wear, but still alive.

"Yes!" Roxas said, then he did a little happy dance. George looked at Fred, expecting his twin to also be watching in wonder. Fred seemed to be bouncing with joy, though, as he was jumping around like a maniac. George pulled him away and back into the house, where he dragged him into their bedroom and slammed the door.

Hermione 3rd person

That night at dinner, Harry spoke to no one. He was quiet, and ate quickly before leaving the room.

"I'm worried about him." said Mrs. Weasley. "He snuck out earlier, and when he came back, he completely ignored my scolding and went straight up to his room."

The twins shrugged, Ron kept eating, but Hermione replied.

"Yes, he was acting strangely today. He was in the library researching something, but then he left..."

"When he left, he went outside behind the house and meditated." Fred said. George looked at him weird, but Fred simply shrugged.

Roxas was in his room, painstakingly recreating the only thing he had given Sora to remember him by.

He had put a single piece of munny (it was in his shirt) in the middle, then put three little glass balls around it. Lastly, he put a little piece of paper into a tiny hole in the munny, and then placed it into his pocket.

He looked at the clock to find that it was nearly eleven.

Suddenly, he found himself in a headlock. He looked at his attacker, only to see-

"Fred? W-what are you doing?"

"Giving my best friend a... hug."

"What are you talking about, this is no hug!"

"Shut up, Roxas, or I'll light your hair on fire."

"Axel?"

"Only took you five hours."

"Wait... AXEL?!"

"Yep, the one and only!" Axel said.

"You're reincarnated too?"

"Obviously, Rox. Quit acting stupid." Axel said. "And technically my name's Lea, or better yet, Fred. But I don't mind if you call me Axel. But only you."

"Okay... is this real, or am I dreaming again?" Roxas asked, rubbing his eyes.

"If you're dreaming, then so am I, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time now."

Roxas hugged Axel tightly, before punching him.

"I missed you, Axel. The punch was because you tried to kill me."

"I said I was sorry, and I was trying to wait for the right time to get us both out, but you weren't cooperating!"

"Yeah..."Roxas looked down for a moment, thinking. A moment later, he looked up again, and they began to catch up.

"So what's that?" Axel asked, pointing at the little charm.

"It's a gift for Sora." Roxas said hesitantly.

"If he's been reincarnated." Axel said, grimacing.

"If I have, than he definitely has. I was his Nobody, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Right."

"Axel, you should probably go to bed, its 1 o'clock in the morning."

"Yeah... probably. 'K, g'night, Roxas."

After Axel walked out of his room, Roxas closed his eyes, remembering one of the worst times of his and Sora's lives.

Roxas was thinking again. He was in his room below Sora's Station of Awakening, watching the blackness outside with a dark stare. A gasp alerted him to Sora's entrance, as the darkness surged forward.

"Sora!" Roxas exclaimed, turning around just quickly enough to catch the boy as he fell. Roxas carried Sora to his bed.

Sora's eyes blinked open slowly.

"It's... getting so hard... to hold it back, Roxas. Maybe... maybe I should...just let it go... let it go, and stay here...with you. We'd be safe..."

"Sora, don't ever say that! You'd be putting Riku and Kairi and all of your other friends in danger! You're the seventh light, you can't forget that!" Roxas replied.

Sora turned away, tears sliding out of his eyes.

"I know, Roxas... but sometimes... it just gets so hard... soon, I won't be able to fight it... and plan B will be our only chance..."

Roxas sighed sorrowfully, and nodded, hugging Sora close.

"I know... but until then, you have to hold it back. It's their only chance."

"I know... I understand... but Roxas, what if... what if it becomes too much to handle before I can... do it?"

"It won't." Roxas said firmly, kissing the top of Sora's head and holding him close. "I trust you, they trust you. You won't let it get out of hand like that. We trust you, Sora. You can do it."

Sora's eyes held despair. "Are you sure, Roxas? It's so hard... Riku doesn't even know, he's still in the coma Xemnas put him in at the end of our battle...it might have been easier if he could help me, but Mickey says that he may never wake up."

"Sora, look at me." Sora looked up at Roxas. Roxas brought their lips together, and they kissed for a while. When Roxas pulled away, his eyes held fire.

"Even if you don't have Riku to guide you, I will always be waiting for you here, and I will always help you. I love you, after all."

Sora smiled, his hope restored for a while. He began to fade, but as he did, he grabbed Roxas.

"Roxas, please, can you watch with me? I just... I want to know that you're there, and I can always feel you the most when you're looking through my eyes. Please, Roxas?"

"Of course, Sora. I promise."

Roxas felt a tear slip down his face as he fell into a sleep filled with dreams of that dark time.

"Harry, dear, it's time to wake up, Arthur is taking you to the hearing today!" Mrs. Weasley called as she stepped into his room. She was going to open the curtains, but she heard soft sobs coming from Harry's bed. She stepped closer, hoping to be able to comfort him.

As she came close so that she could hug him, she realized that he was asleep. She came closer so that she could hear what he was saying through his tears.

"Sora... I'm sorry; I wasn't there to help you. This is all my fault. I'm the worst... you should never have asked me to help you, I just made it worse."

He subsided back into his quiet sobs, until a few minutes later, they got much louder.

"NO! Sora, you can't die, this is my fault, don't die on me, please! Let me die instead! Please! Sora! Sora..."

He collapsed entirely, and Mrs. Weasley watched him sadly. She hugged him close, and said into his ear, "Harry, darling, wake up. You're having a nightmare."

Roxas was surrounded by darkness. He shivered, and stepped forward.

Immediately, then darkness cleared, to reveal Sora.

Roxas raced towards him, and held his head into his arms. He rocked back and forth and began to cry, because he had seen the extensive injuries across Sora's torso. An 'X' was carved into his body, and his crimson blood spilled out onto the ground before them.

"Roxas..."

"Sora... I'm sorry; I wasn't there to help you. This is all my fault. I'm the worst... you should never have asked me to help you, I just made it worse."

"Roxas, this isn't your fault. Just... stay with me here, please."

They sat together, Sora staring peacefully into Roxas' eyes, not noticing his own eyes fading. He reached up to touch Roxas' cheek, to assure him that it wasn't his fault-

Only to have his hand fall back, his head fall from its lifted position, and the light in his eyes fade entirely. Roxas broke down.

"NO! Sora, you can't die, this is my fault, don't die on me, please! Let me die instead! Please! Sora! Sora..."

"Harry, darling, wake up. You're having a nightmare."

Roxas snapped upright, chest heaving. That was the worst nightmare he had had about Sora since, well... since Sora was still alive.

Roxas knew that it was a nightmare, and most definitely not the way that Sora had actually died, but it was one of the many ways that he had feared for Sora. He opened his eyes slowly, wondering who was holding him. It was Mrs. Weasley.

He leaned into her touch, silent tears running down his cheeks.

"Harry, if you want to tell me what's wrong... you know I'm always here to listen." Mrs. Weasley said kindly.

Roxas looked up at her, but he wasn't seeing her. He was seeing an image of Sora, smiling his goofy smile. He unconsciously smiled too, until the image was gone. He refocused on Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm okay, Mrs. Weasley. Let's just get me ready for my trial, okay?" He said. He stood up and stretched.

He ate a balanced breakfast of a half-slice of toast and a butterbeer, before standing up and heading to wait in the hallway for Mr. Weasley to finish his conversation before they stepped outside.

When they arrived at the Ministry, they were alerted to the fact that they were most definitely late to the trial, which had been moved to the old Courtrooms. When they arrived, Roxas proved his innocence by requesting to take Veritiserum, which was agreed to be given to him, and the entire court (excluding a single toad-like woman in pink) voted for his innocence.

Roxas went home with a smile on his face that night.

AN- yay! Hope u like the newish subplot, a-k-a the past/italics.

About the almost monthlong wait- i have two excuses.

i had finals, but its okay, I'm done with school now, out for two whole months!

and... well...

my mom kind of thought i was on my devices too much, so took them away. All of them, till I only had my ipod nano. It's okay, though, I just got them back today!