Alexis walked into her room to find Harry packing the supplies, "What are you doing?"

"Packing. we need to leave before Voldemort comes here looking for me." Harry answers.

"Voldemort isn't going to travel across the ocean in search of you, besides he won't dare to mess with the Charmed Ones to get to the Chosen One." Alexis states.

"We need to start we looking for the Horcruxes." Harry replies. "Or have you forgotten?"

Alexis felt a flash of heat going up her spine, "No, I haven't forgotten, Do you even know where to start?"

"No but.." Harry began feeling his own anger spike.

"Then let's come up with a damn plan before we go hiking around England for damn things that we don't even know where they are!" Alexis all but shouted. "And for another thing, defeating Voldemort won't mean a blasted thing if Wyatt turns into the King of All Evil,"

Harry just stared at her, he didn't realize that she was giving up so much just to help him defeat Voldemort.

Alexis knew for a fact that her best friend, her brother didn't like being the boy who lived. Just as much as she wanted a normal life, well normal as you can get without fighting demons. But she was sick of his I-have-to-do-this-without-anyone attitude. She thought back to sixth year in the Department of Mysteries. The Prophecy about her. "She, who was raised to be the ultimate force of good shall join forces with the Chosen One, to destroy the darkness that threatens both sides of magical world."

"What?" Harry asks

"The Prophecy about me, remember. I wasn't just there for kicks, Harry. I'm joining forces with you to defeat Voldemort, meaning something isn't right about this," Alexis answers. She began pacing around the room, "Okay, so the diary and ring was destroyed, and the necklace was a fake. So that leaves the real necklace, and what else?"

"Seven, He wanted to rip his soul into seven pieces." Harry answers, "the diary, ring, necklace that's three."

Alexis looked at Harry's scar, "You said that your scar burns everytime He's near."

"What about it?" Harry asks

"Don't you understand," Alexis replies, she forced herself to speak of the person, she couldn't bare to think about right now, "Dumbledore even said so."

"You lost me," Harry states

"Think about it, Voldemort transferred some of his powers to you on the night of his attack, your birthday what if he transferred something else too." Alexis surmised.

"Are you saying I'm a Horcrux?" Harry asks

"There is a ninety-nine point nine percent possibility of yes," Alexis answers, "It would explain so much of the crap we have been through,"

"You're crazy," Harry states shaking his head. "That's not possible."

"Yes it is," Alexis replies, "Neither can live while the other survives. Sounds like a good way to put it, you and Voldemort share a part of his soul. If what he ripped apart was his soul."

Harry just shook his head,

"Harry, I have seen more crap then you have since I've gotten my powers back, you were eleven when you learned about being a wizard, I was ten and half, I have battled my way through this, I know more about DADA then anyone alive except for you, trust me when I'm saying this." Alexis states, she began pacing again, thinking about what could happened in the allotted about of time, they had.

Lynx stared at Book of Shadows, there were spells in here that she knew never existed in her timeline, there was only a part of herself, that knew there wasn't a snowball's chance in Hell that she would be born, if Alexis had to die in the coming final battle, another reason of coming back. She wrote in the Book the spells necessary for that future.

She closed the Book, and changed into her Animagus form, and curled out on the couch to think about things in a form were human emotions didn't mean anything.

DarkPriestess66: sorry it's short but I haven't a clue what to write.