"I think you got some explaining to do, Harry Potter."

Ron swallowed as Harry picked himself up off the floor, looked at the woman before he was going to the locket and putting it into his pocket. He didn't seem to be able to trust her as she expertly flipped the sword hilt out of her hand and gave it to Harry before walking off. Looking at his friend as they bagen to follow her, he caught a shrug from Harry before, "Explain, Harry. Please explain why we have someone from America here."

Harry hesitated. How was he supposed to explain that the woman leading them to the camp had somehow crashed into the meadow beside them, had been burnt from what had seemed like an excessive amount of magic that wasn't really magic, had taken them out of England to America where they'd met a couple of muggles who now knew about their World then had brought them back again the next morning/afternoon? It seemed almost impossible to believe and Harry rubbed his arm as opened his mouth to say just that before they emerged from the forest and Anna disappeared into the outer set of wards, paying them no mind as Harry did the same and looked back to Ron as he stopped to look at a few of the markings on the ground.

"Ron?"

"What are these, Harry?" Ron asked, looking up at his friend, gesturing to a star staining the grass. Light was spilling out from the tent from when Harry had left not even two hours ago and showing the dark red on the green of the forest floor as Harry frowned and returned to Ron's side.

"Anna says these are called Wards. Apparently there's other things out there that we have to keep a look out for."

"Such as…?"

"Demons… amongst other things. The wards are completely harmless to humans but they keep Hellspawn out." Came the american accent from Anna. She was looking very dangerous as she looked to the sky then back to the two boys with her. Ron looked to Harry confused as he shrugged and walked over to the tent, leaving Ron outside the wards, telling the red-haired wizard, "Come in before you get found out here, Ron."

He went into the tent then, spotting that Hermione was awake, and looking around tiredly and confused until she spotted him and leapt out of bed when she saw that he was still wet. Harry welcomed the hug from her until she caught a glimpse of Ron stood at the entrance to the tent. She stood back from Harry then and seemed to walk over, in a kind of trance as she stared, drinking in the sight of her friend before she whacked him in the chest and caused him to stumble back surprised.

"How dare you come back, Ronald Weasley!" She shrieked, whacking him again as Harry moved to try get in between his friends. Anna was stood to the left of the entrance, looking shocked as Hermione shouted, "You come back after weeks! WEEKS, RON!"

"'Mione…" Ron tried to say, bringing his hands up as Hermione grabbed something heavy and tried to swing it at his head, causing him to duck and Harry to raise his wand and utter, "Protego."

An invisible shield erupted from his wand and stood in between the two friends. Ron looked to Harry with a look of thanks as Hermione glowered darkly, her eyes flashing darkly before she was pacing angrily, saying, "I shouted your name, Ron. I went after you, shouting for you to come back. But you didn't."

"Hermione…" Ron tried to get a word in but was shut off by Hermione again as she shook her head and went back into the tent, plonking herself down in an armchair. Harry didn't dare take down the shield charm as Ron sighed and walked as close to it as he could without being rebuffed and tried again, "I wanted to come back, 'Mione. As soon as I apparated away, I wanted to come back, but I ran into a gang of Snatchers…"

"Snatchers?" Harry interrupted, looking at his friend as he nodded and added, "Groups of people who literally will Snatch; Muggleborns and Bloodtraitors or anyone who says You-Know-Who's name is in danger. It's one way they're fishing out Order members and now apparently this light that came down two days ago. No one even knows what happened to it but it crashed in the North Yorkshire Moors then disappeared. It's even left the muggles puzzled."

Ron stopped when Harry paled slightly and looked to Anna as she swore loudly and ran a hand through her hair, turned and looked up to the sky again. Ron looked at Harry confused by the older woman's reaction and saw that he was looking concerned.

"You've met the light, Ron." Harry said, solemnly as he nodded to Anna, "Anna was kind of in the light when it crashed in through our wards and left a crater."

"Anna?" Anna gingerly raised her hand as they looked to her and Harry nodded before he too swore and looked at her, eyes widened slightly.

"I think they can look after themselves, Harry." Anna said, but she looked worried before she added, "I'll give Dean a ring later. If what you say's true, I should probably warn them against saying the name."

"How are you gonna do that?"

"I have my ways." Anna replied, looking into the tent and patting the bag she still had on her shoulder. Harry nodded and dispersed the charm when he looked to Hemione. The brunette looked calmer and was listening aptly as Ron looked at Anna suspiciously but carried on with his tale. He spoke about how he'd been led to Harry's location by a small light that had gone into his chest and filled him with a kind of warmth. He even demonstrated how the light had travelled to into his chest. This had everyone's attention as he neared the end of the tale and added, "And that's when I saw you going into the water with the chain still around your neck. Next thing I knew, Anna was appearing out of nowhere, throwing a bag down as she ran and dove after you as I did."

Hermione looked at the elder woman as she seemed to still and look at them all and Ron nidded to Hermione, saying, "I'm telling the truth, 'Mione. On my magic, I swear I'm telling the…"

"Ron, stop right there." Hermione said, stopping the red-haired male before he could continue. She stood and walked to the entrance, looking at Harry before she was stepping out into the night and stopped in front of him, looking at him with a gentle look. They stared at one another before they were embracing as if they hadn't seen each other in a long time. Harry soon joined in, making it into a group hug as Anna smiled gently and went into the tent and came back out without her bag as Ron looked at her and ended the hug as the other two looked at the woman and Harry went to follow her in.

"Where did you go, Anna? You just disappeared." Hermione had to ask as Anna smiled gently at Harry then looked to the brunette witch. Anna looked down slightly and kicked the flooring beneath her feet.

"Home." Anna replied, "My parents still need a funeral sorting out and I don't think my brothers will be up for the task."

The three teenagers looked saddened as Anna sat down on a cushion she threw onto the floor and watched them all as they slowly came in one by one and joined her as a fire started in the woodburner. Bright blue flames crackled on wood, creating a cosy feeling that they seemed to enjoy after Ron had put a bag on the topmost bunk.

"So, what's it like in America?" Came the question from the red-haired wizard, causing Anna to laugh slightly at the sudden change of subject.

"America is great, if you don't truly know what it's like over there." Came the answer as Anna calmed enough to answer. This had them looking confused as Anna sighed and added, "Let me tell you a story. One that involves two boys and a father bent on revenge on the thing that killed his wife and mother to his children…"

The lights darkened slightly as they all nodded, eager to know. Blankets wrapped themselves around the four as Harry waved his wand, silently casting a summoning spell, frowning as Anna refused hers, stood to close the flaps of the tent before sitting back down.

"It all begins November 2nd 1983 in a little family home in Lawrence, Kansas. Six-month-old Sam Winchester had just been put down in his nursery…"

I think we all know the story that Anna's telling the Golden Trio.

I hadn't planned on the Winchesters being exposed like this, not until later, but sometimes the story just takes you where you don't want to go and it certainly seems like that with this chapter.

I think I'm gonna get on with the next chapter now…

Hermione Jean Burton