Everyone, in exception of Harry and Luna, were terrified about getting on the Thestrals. For they were invisible to everyone, except those who have seen death, Harry did not think he had ever moved so fast; the thestral streaked over the castle, its wide wings hardly beating. Twilight fell: the sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars, and soon it was the only the lights of Muggle towns that gave them any clue of how far from the ground they were or how very fast they were traveling. Harry's arms were wrapped tightly around his horse's neck as he willed it to go even faster. How much time had elapsed since he had seen Sirius lying on the Department of Mysteries floor? How much longer would he be able to resist Voldemort? All Harry knew for sure was that Sirius had neither done as Voldemort wanted, nor died, for he was convinced that either outcome would cause him to feel Voldemort's jubilation or fury course through his own body, making his scar sear as painfully as it had on the night Mr. Weasley was attacked. On they flew through the gathering darkness; Harry's face felt stiff and cold, his legs numb from gripping the thestral's sides so tightly, but he did not dare shift positions lest he slip… he was deaf from the thundering in his ears and his mouth was dry and frozen from the rush of cold night air. He had lost all sense of how far they had come; all his faith was in the beast below him, still streaking purposefully through the night, barely flapping its wings as it sped ever onward. Harry's stomach gave a jolt. The thestral's head was suddenly pointing toward the ground and he had actually slid forward a few inches along its neck. They were descending at last… he heard one of the girls shriek behind him and twisted around dangerously but could see no sign of a falling body… presumably they had received a shock from the change of position. And now big orange lights were growing larger and rounder on all sides. They could see the tops of buildings, streams of headlights like luminous insect eyes, squares of pale yellow that were windows. Quite suddenly, it seemed, they were hurtling toward the pavement. Harry gripped the thestral with every last ounce of his strength, braced for sudden impact, but the horse touched the dark ground as lightly as a shadow and Harry slid from his back, looking around at the street where the overflowing dumpster still stood a short away from the vandalized telephone box, both drained of color in the flat orange glare of the streetlights. By using the telephone box that Mr. Weasley had shown him before, Harry led his friends to it and punched in the code. Before anyone could question him, they started to move down the hall and opened the very last door at the end. Once everyone was in the room and closed the door, their wands had lit up, so they could see where they were going. A sudden noise had scared them and they turned around to see the door disappearing. Once everyone calmed down, Harry immediately started to look for where he saw Sirius in his dream. When he got there, no one was there. "Why isn't he here? Sirius is supposed to be here?"

"Maybe it was just a dream," Hermione suggested.

Neville had called Harry by pointing out that his name was under a crystal ball. He came to see what it was and saw it. He picked it up and Trelawney's face appeared in it and said, "The one with the Power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… the one who protected him survives to aid him… and the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and for all three cannot live while the Dark Lord survives… the one with the Power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies… For the One whose blood sustains all three does die, the remaining two will follow shortly thereafter…"

"Harry," Hermione called out. Harry walked to the group and saw a figure walk to them.

He stood in front of them and asked "Where's Sirius?"

"You know, you really should learn to tell the difference between dreams," the figure said and then took his mask off to reveal Lucius Malfoy, "and reality. You saw only what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now, hand me the prophecy."

"If you do anything to us, I'll break it," he replied.

A female voice called out, "He knows how to play. Itty, bitty baby. Potter."

Neville stepped forward and said, "Bellatrix Lestrange."

"Neville Longbottom, isn't it? How's mum and dad?" she asked.

"Better, now they're about to be avenged!" he said as he had his wand at ready. Harry stopped him as Lucius stopped Bellatrix.

"Now, let's everybody just calm down, shall we? All we want is that prophecy," Lucius said.

"Why did Voldemort need me to come and get this?"

Bellatrix was shocked, "How dare you speak his name! You Filthy Half Blood!"

Lucius calmed her down, "It's all right. He's just a curious lad, aren't you? Prophecies can only be retrieved by those about whom they are made, which is lucky for you, really. Haven't you always wondered what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord? Why he was unable to kill you when you were just an infant. Don't you want to know the secret of your scar? All of the answers are there, Potter, in your hand. All you have to do is give it to me, I can show you everything."

"I've waited fourteen years..." Harry started off. Various other figures were showing up, surrounding the Harry and his friends.

"I know."

"I guess I can wait a little longer. NOW! Stupefy."

Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Neville pointed their wands and shouted "STUPEFY!" They ran from whence they came. Black shapes were emerging out of thin air all around them. As they continued to run, Hermione pointed her wand to the orbs and made them fall down. The shelves began to sway precariously and more glass spheres began to pour from above. They were yelling and cries of pain, thunderous crashes as the shelves collapsed upon themselves as Harry saw the door and opened it. They all ran through it, only to find themselves falling dawn into a black space. They screamed until they faced a rocky ground and stopped in mid-air just a couple of inches off the floor before they were let go of whatever magic that was holding them.

"Department of Mysteries. They got that bit right, didn't they?" Ron commented as he dusted himself off.

Harry looked up and saw an archway with a transparent veil. Gripping his wand very tightly, he edged around the dais, but there was nobody there. "The voices. Can you tell what they're saying?"

"There aren't any voices, Harry," Hermione said, as she walked up behind him. "Let's get out of here."

"I hear them too," Luna commented standing next to Harry.

"Harry, it's just an empty archway," Hermione responded. She wanted to leave, "Please Harry."

Harry looked towards his friends, drew his wand as he saw something, "Get behind me." Everyone stood behind him with their wands up. Black clouds flew all around them, taking them one by one until there was only Harry alone. Harry looked around and saw that there other people that he didn't recognize. He studied them and saw their pale faces and red eyes and immediately knew that they were vampires working for Voldemort.

"Did you actually believe, or are you truly naïve enough to think that children stood a chance against us?" Lucius asked as he walked to Harry. "I'll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the prophecy now, or watch your friends die."

"Don't give it to him, Harry!" Neville shouted. He quickly became quiet as Bellatrix pulled his hair back. Harry looked at his friends and then looked at the glass sphere in his hand. He handed Lucius the sphere. Once it was in Lucius' hands, the glass became black. Lucius was ready to attack him and not a moment later, white clouds were flying in and grabbing the others away from the Death Eaters. Since things were blurring fast, Harry never noticed that the Cullens were at their vampire speed in fighting against the red-eyed vampires.

Right as Lucius was ready to attack Harry, Sirius blocked the spell with his body and said, "Get away from my Godson!" Once they ran behind a block of stone, Sirius looked at Harry and said, "I want you to take the others and get out of here."

"What? No, I'm staying with you!" Harry responded.

"You've done beautifully. Now let me take it from here," Sirius replied.

During the whole conversation, Lucius was pushed and let go of the sphere. He threw the sphere up in the air but he fell shortly with his right hand opened, attempting to catch it but the sphere hit the ground and broke no more than an inch away from his hand. Lucius stood up, dusted off his clothes and shouted, "Black!" Sirius came out of his temporary hiding place and stood in front of him. Both had wands at ready, waiting for the other to make a move. Before either one could, another Death Eater and a vampire stood next to Lucius as did Harry standing next to Sirius. Within a blink of an eye, Ella was standing next to Sirius. The Death Eater attacked Harry in which Sirius physically blocked. The vampire was sped towards Harry in which Ella ran towards him and pulled him off the stony path along with her, Edward held onto him as Ella punched his face and shattered his head. The four of them started to attack each other. One of Harry's attack threw the death Eater off his feet. Edward and Ella tag-teamed another vampire and killed her as well.

At that point, Harry shouted, "Experlliarmus!" and Lucius was disarmed.

Sirius was caught up in the heat of the moment and said, "Nice one, James!" Sirius stepped closer to Lucius as he was ready to kill him.

A stream of green light came out as a voice called out "Avada Kedavra!" Sirius looked at Harry for a moment, who was just standing there in shock. The strange veil in the archway grabbed him and pulled him into the archway.

Harry screamed as Lupin grabbed him and held onto him, "No. No." He screamed and in the corner of his eye, he saw Bellatrix turning a corner and disappearing.

He ran after her, in a distance, he could hear her laughing and saying, "I killed Sirius Black. You coming to get me?"

Harry pointed his wand and said, "Crucio." Bellatrix screamed. The spell had knocked her off her feet, but she did not writhe and shriek with pain as Neville had; instead she was snickering. Ella ran after him and saw that Harry had managed to disarm Bellatrix. It wasn't her battle but she was prepared to step in if necessary.

A voice called out, "You've got to mean it, Harry. She killed him. She deserves it. You know the spell, Harry," Voldemort finally made his presence and whispered in Harry's ear, "Do it. So weak."

Bellatrix started to crawl away from where Voldemort was standing near Harry. Ella noticed this and went after her. Bellatrix caught this and ran towards one of the chimneys but Ella's hand grasped nothing but air as she vanished. Ella immediately felt a burn on her neck and then stood up, turned around and faced Voldemort. "Is that supposed to disarm me, Tom?" she asked.

Tom looked at her for a moment, in shock. "How is it possible that you're not affected by my curses?"

"You don't deserve to know but it was Harry's blood. We made a blood oath in which Sirius Black is our bonder," she told him disdainfully. "One thing is for sure, Tom, you'll be expecting me to be active in future battles." A green fire came out of fireplaces and Dumbledore stepped out. He saw Tom standing next to Harry, "It was foolish of you to come here tonight, Tom. The Aurors are on their way."

"By which time I shall be gone, and you... shall be dead!" Voldemort responded. They both flicked their wands at each other. Ella had ran towards Harry, grabbed him and forced him to be with her as they huddled by one of the chimneys. For the first time, Harry felt terrified. He grabbed Ella's hand and gripped it tight. Red and green lights were flashing at each other before Voldemort used his wand to create a dragon of fire in midair and instructed it to attack Dumbledore. Dumbledore created a shield to block the dragon of fire. Using his wand, water poured out and diminished the fiery dragon. Once the dragon disappeared, he trapped Voldemort in a ball of water. Voldemort managed to escape his watery prison. Harry and Ella were behind standing behind Dumbledore, waiting to see what Voldemort will do next. Voldemort stood up, raised both his arms above his head, interlocking it and broke every window in the Atrium and instructed it to attack the three of them. Dumbledore interlocked his arms in front of him, created a shield as Ella used her body to cover Harry as they fell to the floor. The glass had turned into sand the moment it hit Dumbledore's shield. Once that stopped, Voldemort stood in shock to see what had happened. At that moment, he created a makeshift sand tornado surrounding himself magically disappeared. Dumbledore and Ella looked around and didn't see him anywhere until they heard Harry groan and contort his body unusually. Ella ran and caught him in time before he actually fell to the ground. Harry's voice was disguised when he said, "You've lost, old man."

Dumbledore kneeled next to him, "Harry..."

"So weak. So vulnerable. Look at me." Voldemort called out as he was in Harry's mind and stood over him.

"Harry? It's not how you are alike. It's how you are not..." Ella told him, "Harry?" Ron, Hermione, Luna, Neville, Edward and all of the Cullens ran into the room where Harry, Ella and Dumbledore was and stood around and was stunned to see windows broken and could see a faint figure of Voldemort standing over Harry.

Harry saw his friends and remembered all of the good times that he had with them. He remembered the love he felt from each person he's known and finally spoke up, "You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you."

"You're a fool, Harry Potter, and you will lose everything," Voldemort said and broke away from his body in time for Fudge to appear and see a faint figure standing over Harry, Dumbledore and Ella.

Fudge couldn't believe his eyes and said, "He's back."

Photographers were surrounding Dumbledore, Harry and Ella as they were taking pictures. All Harry could think about was his newfound connection with Voldemort and how he didn't want to be there, he didn't know where he wanted to go but one thing was for sure, it wasn't at the Ministry of Magic.

After going back to Hogwarts, Ella made him go to the Hospital to get checked up. Madam Pomfrey was fussing over Harry, who in turn gave her a certain disregard. "Mr. Potter, I will not tolerate your disrespect for me as I try to heal you!" she told him firmly. Harry became subdued and allowed her to take care of him. He wanted to be alone but most importantly he wanted to understand what had happened. After a lengthy checkup, she said, "You just need some rest, which I'm sure that you'll be doing during the summer." He left the Infirmary and decided to go to Dumbledore's office. He knocked on his door but the door opened slightly and he walked in. He looked and saw that Dumbledore and Ella were whispering. He was just about to leave when Dumbledore called out to him.

"I can come back another time, Professor," he explained.

"It's okay, Harry," Ella said. "I know that you want the truth about what had happened this past year especially with what had happened at Ministry of Magic." The three of them sat down. No one was sure as to what to say or where to start.

"I know how you feel, Harry," Dumbledore started off.

"No you don't," Harry said. It sounded harsher than what he wanted to express himself and then added, "It's my fault."

"No, the fault is mine," Dumbledore corrected him and then continued, "I knew it was only a matter of time before Voldemort made the connection between you. I thought by distancing myself from you, as I have done all year, he'd be less tempted and therefore you might be more protected."

"The prophecy said neither one can live while the other one survives. It means one of us is going to have to kill the other, in the end," Harry stated.

"Yes," Dumbledore confirmed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked.

"For the same reason you tried to save Sirius. For the same reason your friends saved you. After all these years, after all you've suffered, I didn't want to cause you any more pain. I cared too much about you," Dumbledore answered, truthfully.

"What about the vampires?" Harry asked.

"Carlisle recognized one of them and kept him alive long enough to get some answers from him. It appears that Voldemort wanted to create a vampire army and found a nomad who was willing to help create one. The vampires you saw were in their first year of life and their strength is too strong but they do have their weakness which helped us defeat them," Ella explained.

"Why didn't you know about it ahead of time?" Harry asked.

"We found out that it was Lucius' decision. Somehow Voldemort knew that we would be watching his decisions and left it to Lucius to make those inquires. We can't watch everyone's choices. We just… don't have the resources," Ella informed him. "Voldemort knew that and he's playing around with it."

"Is there a plan?" Harry asked.

"Not now but my family and I are planning to discuss our options and contact every one of our allies to help out. That is our disadvantage because we don't know Voldemort's plan is but we fear that it includes you and Hogwarts. We will do what we can to keep you and Hogwarts safe," Ella explained. Harry felt satisfied and relieved to know why Dumbledore and Ella have been doing but he managed to ask more questions to ensure he was part of the plan. Once he was done, he went back to his dorm room and started packing his things.

Harry was carrying his knapsack as he looked around in the Great Hall for someone and when he noticed that she wasn't there, he turned to leave and bumped into someone, "Sorry," he said, not paying attention to who he bumped into.

"It's okay, Harry," the voice said. He looked up and saw that it was Ella, standing alongside Edward and the rest of the Cullens. He hugged her immediately. Hermione, Ron, Neville, Ginny and Luna walked up and stood around. "What were you thoughtful about?"

Harry looked around and responded, "Us, plus I've been thinking about something Dumbledore said to me."

"What's that?" Hermione asked.

"That even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have," Harry commented.

"What is that?" Ella asked.

"Something worth fighting for," he said simply. Everyone nodded and left to go board Hogwarts Express.