Harry took his seat back, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Corina busied herself at the fireplace, this enchanted tent almost felt like a Way station, Harry even manged to get the items in the correct places.

The others looked on waiting to here what the Heralds' plans were and to see if they can be of any help.

Corina placed a mug of regular tea in front of Harry, and a fruit and nut bar pressed together with honey, one of the items that she packed away, that the Healers make.

Harry reached for the cup without taking his eyes off the note, Corina could feel the emotions whirling inside Harry as he slowly collected himself.

Morgan slowly moved up out of her corner of the tent, the Companions' had moved in with the Heralds once the tent was large enough on the inside for all to fit in without crowding each other. :Talk to me, Chosen.:

Harry allowed his Companion into his mind, letting her figure out what to do.

Morgan rested her chin on her Chosen's shoulder, as the two had a conversation just the two of them.

While the mare and mage talked, Corina looked at the others, "So planning on ditching the rest of school or not going back to your Houses?"

The children all nodded in agreement and some how Hermione got elected at spokesperson of the group. "Yes, we're tried of the manipulations and and the talk and well we want to stay here in the vale with you till we all leave."

"Well since you're now staying with us, I have one rule...Draco...You will leave your bigotry at the tent door. They're not needed or else, you will face Herald's Justice, just because we're not on Valdemaran soil just yet, doesn't mean you will not obey the law of the Kingdom." Corina replied

Draco's eyes widened a little at the memory of then last time and quickly agreed to the rules.

"Follow me." Corina replied before looking at her Companion, "You mind telling your friends about the change?"

: As you command, it shall be done.: Dasher replies, teasingly.

They all followed Corina, she led them over to two extra rooms, "Same rules, boys on one side, girls on the other. And if I feel anything out of the ordinary, I will not be a happy empath."

The four just looked between her and each other and just shook as they entered their new rooms and began to settle in.

Corina went back out and joined Harry. "So?"

"He as crazy as Ancar was, he gonna to attack the school itself just to eliminate any threat to his power." Harry explained as he showed her the note.

Corina read the note, and looked at her life-mate. "Well we're the only ones' here with paramilitary experience and knowledge of how to use Gifts as offense."

The two of them sat working out a plan to stop him before he even reaches the school itself.

"Well you're the one with the magic to defeat him, so I can take out the lesser ones, if I can turn their emotions against them." Corina states. "With Morgan there, I don't have to worry about you to much..."

"True and I'm sure that I can set up a illusion of some kind as well then get this mad man by himself."

:That would be a waste of magic.: Jerven mindsent from the other tent.

:You're right we just need to corral them more than anything else.:

: of course, I'm right. I am older then you.: Jerven chuckled.

: Oh yes wise and aged one we learn from thy wisdom.: Harry joked.

Jerven didn't respond.

Corina rolled her eyes, "Alright, I am going to start training the others."

"Good idea and I will see if any of the professors have any combat experience as well." Harry responds

"I do not know, they never said anything about it, plus I do not trust the Defense professor." Corina responds

Harry nods in agreement, he thought the same regarding the government official, who looked down her nose at everyone who wasn't under the Minister's thumb. And what a Herald valued more then their own judgment was that of their Companions' and both Morgan and Dasher didn't even like Umbridge. "So besides that pink menace, I think we should keep Pomfrey out of the combat as well." Harry adds.

Corina looked at Harry like he was suddenly back in Grays. "You haven't heard the motto of the Healers in war time."

Harry just stared at Corina.

"A healer knows how you're put together, and they know what will hurt the worse, you do not want a Healer angry at you...and I can assure you, Poppy Pomfrey is very angry at Voldemort for his past deeds." Corina explains