Author's Note: I managed to crank out another chapter, still keeping me five chapters ahead. I'm in a real good mood, so here's another chapter for you all to enjoy. For those of you still reading these I thank you for giving this story a chance. It starts to get really interesting in the next few chapters. Read, review, & enjoy!!


Dementors were approaching the train. Harry had a bad feeling something like this might happen. He knew they couldn't fight the dementors inside the train.

"Let's go," Harry said, turning to leave the compartment.

"Go where?" Ron asked.

"Out there," Harry said, "There's a hatch at the end of this car. We use it to get on top of the train and we fight off the dementors."

"Do you see how many there are?" Draco asked, "We can't take them all."

"We can if we use the Patronus Charm," Harry said, pulling out his wand.

"It's madness," Draco said.

"Maybe that's what we need," Jason said, pulling out his wand, "A little madness in our lives." Jason and Harry made their way out of the compartment, followed by Ron and Draco.

"You three stay here," Harry said.

"We shall do no such thing," Hermione said.

"We can't all be on the train roof," Harry said, "If any dementors make it past us and into the train, we need someone who can fight them off."

Hermione, Alice, and Ginny nodded as the boys made their way to the back of the train car. Harry opened the hatch and the four of them climbed out onto the back of the car and climbed onto the roof of the train. They stood their ground, wands at the ready, as the dementors slowly descended.

"Stay strong," Harry said.

The first dementor darted quickly towards Harry, looking to feast upon his soul. "Expecto Patronum!" Harry shouted, conjuring his patronus. The silver stag leapt from Harry's wand, meeting the dementor head-on and sending it reeling.

Two more dementors swooped down towards Draco and Ron. "Expecto Patronus!" they both shouted. Both their wands glowed and a silver terrier leapt from Ron's wand while a silver python leapt from Draco's wand, expelling the dementors.

Jason stood his ground as three dementors descended towards him rapidly. Wand at the ready, Jason froze.

"Quickly, Jason," Harry shouted, "The spell!"

"I..." Jason hesitated, "I don't know that spell!"

Jason quickly put away his wand and held his hands out, attempting to telekinetically fight the dementors. To his horrified surprise, his telekinesis wasn't working. Jason felt himself going numb, all the feeling leaving his body, as he dropped to one knee.

"No," Jason whispered, "Not now."

Jason grunted and concentrated as his feeling slowly returned. Blood pouring from his nostrils from straining to concentrate, Jason stood up and telekinetically swatted away the three dementors.

"There are too many of them," Draco said, "Our patronuses just aren't enough."

"I have an idea," Jason said, "If we can get them all in one spot, your combined patronuses might be enough to repel them for good."

"What about you?" Ron asked.

"I'm the bait," Jason replied.

"Just in case," Harry said, "You need to know how to use the Patronus charm."

"I already told you," Jason said, "I don't know that one."

"It's simple," Harry said, keeping a watch on the swarm of dementors circling above, "Think of the happiest moment of your life, let it fill you up and speak the phrase 'expecto patronum' and aim your wand at the dementors."

Jason nodded and turned to face the dementors. "Wait until I give the signal," he said.

Jason took off running as the dementors swooped down towards him. Jason leapt into the air, using his telekinesis to lift him higher up. He could see the dementors closing in on him. Finally they were close enough to begin sucking out his soul. Jason felt them feasting on him and dove downwards out of their grasp.

"NOW!" Jason shouted.

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry, Ron, and Draco shouted in unison, casting their patronuses at the dementors.

The dementors seemed to repel momentarily, but their numbers soon proved too much for three patronuses and they continued downward. "Jason!" Harry shouted.

Jason pulled out his wand. "I hope this works," he thought, searching for a happy memory. He finally found one and in one fluid moment, aimed his wand at the dementors and shouted, "Expecto Patronum!"

His wand glowed and a large silver dragon sprung forth. Harry, Ron, and Draco froze. They'd never seen a patronus so large. The dragon patronus soared towards the dementors, providing the other patronuses enough energy to repel the dementors. Finally, the dementors fled into the distance. Harry and the others had won. Jason smiled as he hit the roof of the train. Harry, Ron, and Draco rushed to him.

"Are you alright, mate?" Ron asked.

Jason grunted and grinned. "Never felt better," he grunted as he sat up, "Are they gone?"

Harry looked up to see the dementors had disappeared from sight and the sky had returned to its normal color. "Yeah," he answered, "They're gone."

"Then let's get back inside before the train starts moving again," Jason joked as he struggled to his feet.

They each climbed off the train and got back inside as the train lurched forward and began chugging along once more. Jason stumbled back into the compartment and collapsed onto the seat. His nose was still trickling blood. Hermione made her way into the compartment and sat next to him, checking on him.

"How did you do that?" Ron asked.

"Do what?" Jason asked.

"Create that patronus?" Ron asked.

"I don't know," Jason said, "I didn't even know the charm until now."

"Why are you so shocked, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"His patronus was a full-sized dragon," Harry said. Everyone was buzzing with excitement.

"What's the issue?" Alice asked.

"Jason's patronus is the second-largest in recorded history," Hermione said.

The train finally arrived at Hogsmeade Station. The first years were rounded up by Hagrid and taken to the boats. Jason exited the train first, followed by Hermione, Alice, Ron, Draco, Ginny, and Harry. As Harry exited the train, he cast his eyes on Cho. Harry rushed to Cho and kissed her.

"Your train ride go well?" Cho asked.

Harry shook his head. "We were attacked by dementors," he said, "We have to speak to McGonagall."

"Follow me," Cho said. She led them to a cart and got inside, followed by everyone else. "Dementors?!" Cho asked in disbelief.

"A whole swarm of them," Ron said, "Nearly overwhelmed us if it hadn't been for Jason's patronus."

"We have to inform McGonagall," Draco said.

The cart had arrived at the grounds of Hogwarts. Everyone exited the cart and rushed inside, where they were met by Headmistress McGonagall.

"Professor," Harry said, "We have to talk to you."

"I already know," McGonagall said, "You all must follow me."

McGonagall turned on her heels and swiftly marched down the hallway towards the Headmistress' office, trailed by the rest. Once inside, McGonagall stood by her desk as everyone cast their eyes on a portrait of Dumbledore.

"Hello, Harry," Dumbledore said.

"Professor Dumbledore," Harry said.

"The Ministry informed us about the Dementor attack," Dumbledore said, "It would seem that they have sworn allegiance to Voldemort, along with the inmates of Azkaban."

"You don't mean to say..." Harry began.

"Voldemort has liberated the inmates of Azkaban. All the criminals once locked up in there are now free," Dumbledore said.

"Great," Jason said, "More death eaters to contend with."

"Fret not, Mr. Saint," Dumbledore said, "We have several factors on our side. Firstly, if you look at the desk, you'll see eight crystal spheres. Each one of these orb is a prophecy pertaining to each of you respectively."

McGonagall stepped to the side to reveal the eight spheres. "In time, each prophecy will be revealed to their owner," Dumbledore said, "These prophecies are crucial to your victory over Voldemort."

"And there are other ways of taking on Voldemort," a voice said.

Everyone saw Mad-Eye Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, and Remus Lupin walk out of the shadows. "Prior to Dumbledore's death, he had arranged for us to sign on as professors. That way we can keep an eye on everyone," Mad-Eye said.

"I know I'll feel much safer knowing powerful wizards like you and Remus will be on grounds," Ron said.

"I can't imagine why," a familiar voice behind them said, "You all are just as powerful as we are."

Harry turned around and cast his eyes on Sirius, but what he saw brought elation to his heart. Rather than seeing Sirius' spirit, a ghostly presence at Hogwarts, Harry saw a flesh and blood Sirius Black, smiling wide.

"Sirius!" Harry shouted and rushed to embrace his godfather.

Sirius held his godson for a moment before parting. "It is good to see you again, Harry," he said.

"How is this possible?"Hermione asked.

"That was one of the instructions Dumbledore left for us," Remus said, "It was a long and difficult process, but we finally managed to pull Sirius' body from the veil and reunited it with Sirius' spirit."

"Sirius, being a member of the Order," Tonks began, "Has been charged with the task of patrolling the school grounds unseen, providing further security to Hogwarts."

"We must proceed," McGonagall said, "The sorting ceremony will be beginning soon."

Everyone turned and left McGonagall's office. Harry stopped and turned back to Dumbledore's portraits. "This will be the year," he said, "This will be the year we defeat Voldemort. Once and for all. I can feel it."

"I hope you're right, Harry," Dumbledore said.

Harry nodded and left the office. As they all walked through the halls, Cho, McGonagall, Mad-Eye, Tonks, and Remus broke off from the rest and proceeded into the Great Hall to the faculty table.

"This is where I leave you, Harry," Sirius said, "But I'll be around. I'll be keeping an eye on you."

Harry smiled and nodded. He followed the others into the Great Hall, leaving Sirius behind.

The sorting ceremony was over and McGonagall stood at the podium, clearing her throat to get the attention of the students.

"Before we begin the feast, there are a few announcements," McGonagall said, "First, we have some new instructors. First off, Remus Lupin has been re-appointed as the new Potions instructor."

Remus stood up and waved to the students, who resonated with cheers. "Replacing Professor Lupin as Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor is Alastor Moody," McGonagall continued.

Mad-Eye stood up and nodded to the students before sitting down.

"Filling the post of Herbology instructor, Cho Chang," McGonagall announced.

Cho stood up and politely bowed to the students. Harry cheered the loudest. He knew he loved her, but somehow there was a nagging shadow of doubt in his mind. An unsure feeling that perhaps it's not Cho, but maybe Hermione, that he was destined for. Harry quickly buried that thought deep inside. Him and Hermione are not, nor were they ever, meant to be. Harry sighed and continued cheering as Cho sat back down.

"Filling the post of Transfigurations instructor, Nymphadora Tonks," McGonagall continued.

Tonks stood up a waved to the students before sitting back down. "I should also caution you all," McGonagall began, "That because You-Know-Who is still at large, this year may be a volatile year. As such, Professors Lupin and Moody have asked me to reinstate the dueling club. Any student who wishes to join the dueling club need only visit either Professor Lupin or Professor Moody. And now, let the feast commence."

Upon uttering those final words, the food appeared and the students began the feast. Ron kept looking to his right quite often.

"What's up, mate?" Harry asked.

"Neville," Ron replied.

Harry followed Ron's gaze to see Neville, staring longingly at Luna Lovegood, who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table, enjoying the feast. Ron nudged Neville with his elbow.

"Lost in thought?" Ron asked.

"I can't stop thinking about her," Neville said, "It's maddening."

"Have you thought about talking to her?" Harry asked.

"You think I should?" Neville asked.

"Absolutely, mate," Ron said, "Find her after the feast and tell her how you feel. You can't go wrong."

Neville grinned. "You're right," he said, "I'm gonna tell her."

Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table, staring at Ginny, who was staring back. He felt a bit foolish. His problem was just in his head and he shouldn't have shut Ginny out. He decided that, first chance he got, he was going to tell Ginny everything. Draco blew Ginny a kiss from his table.

Ginny blushed and blew a kiss back. She knew something was bothering Draco and she felt it had to do with the fact that she had gotten upset because they hadn't had sex yet. Ginny felt terrible. She decided, first chance she got, she would apologize to Draco. Jason was sitting next to Hermione, both of them nudging each other with their feet.

"You'll have to let us know how Head Boy and Head Girl quarters are," Jason said.

"I'm sure one of these afternoons everyone can come over and spend the evening in our common room," Hermione replied.

"Somehow I think you're gonna want me to spend time in more than just the common room," Jason joked, smiling slyly at Hermione, who gave him a playful shove.

"Well, if you keep assuming things like that," Hermione began, "I'll have to reconsider them."

Hermione smiled and winked at Jason. Jason smiled, then his facial features shifted when he caught wind of something. It was a strong scent. Jason quickly looked around, trying to discover the source of the scent.

"Jason?" Hermione asked, "Are you alright?"

As hard as he tried, Jason couldn't locate the source of the scent. "Yeah," he said, "Some smell caught my attention is all. I'm fine."

Jason went back to his food as he a Hermione continued their game of footsie. "You know," Jason said, "It's a cold night tonight. Maybe you need someone to help you stay warm."

Hermione smirked. "Your first night back in Hogwarts and you can't sleep in your own bed," she joked.

"Well, it was worth a try," Jason said, kissing Hermione on the cheek.

After the feast, the prefects, Jason and Alice included, led the first-years to their respective houses. Neville slowly got to his feet, feeling really nervous. Ron put a hand on his shoulder.

"Take a deep breath and talk to her," Ron said. Neville nodded and walked off to find Luna.

Draco and Ginny met up and held each other close. "I guess we'll have to get used to sleeping apart again," Draco said.

"I wish we didn't have to," Ginny said, "Draco, there's something I wanted to tell you. I'm really sorry I got upset earlier. It was wrong of me."

"Ginny, there's nothing to apologize for," Draco said, "I made you a promise a year ago and I intend to live up to it."

Ginny smiled and held Draco close. Suddenly, Draco heard someone whisper his name. The voice barely resonated in his mind, but he could tell who it was. It was his father. Draco pushed it out of his mind and held onto his fiancée. He knew what his father was trying to do and, though he'd thought about being a death eater, he knew it would mean leaving Ginny behind. And that was a choice he was not prepared to make yet. Ginny let go of Draco, kissed him gently, and joined the other prefects. Hermione and Harry walked out of the Great Hall, flanked by Ron.

"Gonna be weird going different ways at night," Ron remarked as they rounded a corner.

"Well, we'll definitely have to have you all over for an evening," Harry said.

"Well, mate," Ron began, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Ron waved good-bye as he left to the Gryffindor common room. Hermione and Harry continued walking to the Head Boy & Girl quarters.

"Are we going to talk about this or not?" Hermione asked.

"Not," Harry answered bluntly.

"Harry, this is only going to fester if we don't talk about it," Hermione said.

"Fine with me," Harry said, "I'm fine with burying this issue."

"Harry James Potter, you're being rather rude about this," Hermione said.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Harry asked, "I do not want to talk about what we shouldn't have done."

Harry and Hermione finally reached the portrait that led to their common room. "Password," the portrait said.

"If you won't talk about our situation," Hermione said, "At least talk to me about a password."

"I think the password should be Infinity," Harry said, "And there is no situation."

Hermione sighed and turned to the portrait. "Infinity," she said.

The portrait nodded and opened. Harry and Hermione stepped inside and stood in awe of their common room. It was huge. "Impressive," Hermione said.

"Impressive?" Harry asked, "It's amazing."

Hermione shrugged. "This must be the Head Girl's room," she said, walking to a large door, "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning. Assuming you still want to talk about school."

Harry sighed as he watched Hermione go into her room and shut the door. "What good would talking about it do?" he thought.

Harry walked into his room and sat down on the bed, taking a good look at the orb given to him when he was in McGonagall's office. Harry looked the orb over, try to discern it's meaning. Suddenly, the orb glowed in his hand and Harry was suddenly overwhelmed by a red light.

Harry opened his eyes and looked around him only to see the charred remains of what was once Hogwarts. Bodies were strewn about, many with horrified stares and dead eyes. Many of these people were his friends. Harry looked up through the flames and saw the Dark Mark in the sky. He looked out across the wreckage and bodies and saw Voldemort standing atop a pile of rubble and bodies. He had Cho by the throat with one hand and Hermione by the throat with the other. Harry felt himself charge across the wreckage, trying to get to his friends. Suddenly, he saw Jason and Draco block his path. Both of them seem twisted by evil, their eyes glowing with intense hatred.

"What's the matter with you?" Harry demanded, "How could you do this?"

"Harry!" Voldemort shouted.

Harry glared at Voldemort. "We all have a choice to make," Voldemort hissed, "Now you must choose between where your heart lies!"

Voldemort's grip on Cho and Hermione tightened as they gasped for breath. "Where does your heart lie?" Voldemort asked, "Only the right choice can bring me down, Potter!"

All at once, the fires around him roared and consumed him.

In a flash, Harry awoke from his hallucination. Soaked in sweat and breathing hard, Harry soon noticed he was holding his orb with a white-knuckle grip. He stared at the orb when it's message appeared:

At the time of the Red Dawn, he who controls the element of Earth must make a choice that will forever set his destiny. For when one love is occupied by two hearts, the right choice may be the choice you don't wish to make. To defeat the dark lord, the chosen one must make the hardest choice ever.

Harry set the orb down and laid back on his bed, letting the prophecy sink in. He didn't know what choice the prophecy was talking about. Finally, he closed his eyes and slipped into sleep.


A/N: So that was chapter 15, hope y'all liked it. I'll put up another chapter within a week if I get enough reviews. So, review away!