I made my way next to Harry to the burrows door. We knocked.

"Who's there, declare yourself!" Rang Mrs. Weasleys voice.

"It's um Harry and Eliza Potter-" said Harry through the door. I laughed a bit at how nervous he seemed.

The door opened at once.

"Oh my it is you," she said pulling us into a tight hug. "Dumbledore said not to expect you until the morning," she said.

"Um- yeah well Professor Slughorn agreed faster than Dumbledore thought he would I guess," said Harry.

"Tonks!" I said seeing Tonks who sat with brown hair and a mug in her hands at the table.

"Hello Eliza, Harry-" she said. She looked upset and as I was about to question it she got up.

"Well, I'd better be off. Thanks for the tea Molly," she said leaving the house quickly.

"Dear, why not come to dinner this weekend... Mad-Eye and Remus are coming?" Said Mrs. Weasley.

"No, really... Thanks Molly... Night everyone,She said and with that she was out.

Mrs. Wesley grabbed Harry by the shoulders and looked at her.

"You look like Ron... He's grown four inches since I brought his school robes. I swear you both look as if you've had stretching jinxes put on you," she said. She turned to me. "Elizabeth Potter. You look as if you could have shrunk three inches-" she said calmly. "Are you hungry?" She asked to both of us.

"Oh, yes I am-" said Harry. I sat down a the table next to him but insisted I want hungry though Mrs Weasley gave me the same French onion soup as Harry.

"Bread, dears?" She asked.

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley," I said and Harry said the same.

Suddenly a orange cat appeared.

"So, Hermione's here?" I asked looking at the cat that say in front of Harry.

"Yes, she arrived the day before yesterday-" said Mrs. Weasley.

"So, you persuaded Horace Slughorn to take the job?" She asked.

I nodded as did Harry.

"He taught Arthur and me at Hogwarts. Of course he can be charming when he wants to be, but Arthur's never liked him much. The ministry's littered with his old favorites...oh- I don't know if Rons told you in his letters, it's just happened. Arthur's been promoted!" She said happily.

"That's great!" Said Harry.
"Amazing!" I said continuing Harry.

"Oh, your so sweet. Yes- Rufus Scrimgeor has set up several new offices in response to the present situation. Arthur is heading the Office for Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects. It's a big job, he's got ten people reporting to him now!" She said beaming.

"What exactly-" asked Harry.

"Well you see, in all the panic about you-know-who, odd things have be cropping up for sale everywhere, things that are supposed to guard against -you-know-who and the Death Eaters. You can imagine the kind of things- so called protective potions that are really gravy with a bit of bubotuber pus added in. Or instructions for defensive jinxes that actually make your ears fall off. Well, in the main perpetrators just like Mundungus, who've never worked a full day in their lives and are taking advantage of how frightened people are, but every now and then something very nasty turns up. The other day Arthur confiscated a box of sneakoscopes that were almost definitely planted by a death eater. So you see,it's a very important job and I tell him it's just silly to miss dealing with spark plugs and muggle rubbish," she said being stern at the end of the thought.

"Is Mr. Weasley still at work?" I asked.

"As a matter of fact he is. He's a tiny bit late.... Said he'd be back by midnight," she looked at the large clock that had nine hands each with a picture of a Weasley. It said where each Weasley was. Right now it shown everyone at mortal peril.

"It's been like that for a while now. Ever since you-know-who came back to the open. I suppose everybody is in mortal peril now..... I don't think it's just our family though... Everyone must be in mortal danger now," she said in a casual tone with a hint of worry in her voice.
"Oh!" She said suddenly pointing at Mr. Weasleys hand which show traveling now. A knock came from the door.

"Arthur is that you?" Asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Yes, but I would have said yes even if I were a death eater now ask the question," he said.

"Oh, honestly..."
"Molly!"
"All right... What is your dearest ambition?" She said.
"Go find out how airplanes stay up," he said. Mrs. Wesley opened the door but mr. Weasley held it shut from the outside.

"You've got to ask me a question first," he said.
"Honestly,"
"What do you call me when we're alone together?" Asked Mr. Weasley.
"Mollywobbles.." She whispered. I almost laughed but held it back into a suppressed grin.

"Correct, now you can let me in," said Mr. Weasley.

"I still don't see why we have to do that every time you come home..." Said Mrs. Weasley as she helped Mr. Weasley out of his cloak. " I mean a death eater mighty have forced the answer out of you before impersonating you-" said Mrs. Weasley.

"I know,dear, but it's ministry procedure.
I've got to show a good example. Something smells good- onion soup," he said. My Weasley turned towards the direction of the table.

"The Potters! We didn't expect to see you until morning," he said looking at Harry and me. Mrs. Weasley dropped a bowl of soup in front of Mr. Weasley and he set down in front of it.

"Thanks, Molly. It's been a though night- some idiots started selling metamorphagus-medals. Just sling them around your neck and you'll be able to change your appearance at will. A hundred thousand disguises- ten galleons," he said.

"What really happens when you put it on?" Asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Mostly you just turn a unpleasant shade of orange- some folks have also sprouted tentacle like warts all over their body. As if St. Mungos didn't have enough to do already," he said.

"It sounds like the sort of thing Fred and George would find funny... Are you sure-?" Said Mrs. Weasley hesitantly.

"Of course I am! The boys wouldn't do anything this stupid right now when people are desperate for protection!" Said Mr. Weasley.

Harry stifled a yawn behind his hand.

"Bed," said Mrs. Wesley rushing over o both Harry and myself.

"I've got Fred and Georges room all ready for both of you. You'll have it all to yourself," she said.

"Where are they?" Asked Harry.

"Oh, they're in Diagon Alley, sleeping in a little flat over their shop, as they're so busy," she said. "I must say I did disapprove at first but they do seem to have a flair for business. Come on your trunks are upstairs," said Mrs. Weasley rushing us out of the room.

"Goodnight Mr. Weasley," rang Harry and my voice in unison.

"Good night," he said back.

We went into Fred and Georges room. Bade Mrs. Weasley goodnight and then got into bed as Hedwig went off hunting.

We went to bed instantly. What felt like minutes later there sounded like a canon being fired in the room as the door to the room we were in burst open and canons were drawn back.

"We didn't know you were here already-" said Rons voice as I got up.

"Ron don't hit him!" Rang a girls voice.

I looked over at the three of them.

"All right?" Asked Ron.

"Never been better," said Harry as he pushed on his glasses. "You?" He asked.

"Not bad. When did you get here? Mums only just told us? Hey... " He said glancing around. "Where's Eliza?"

"I'm here," I said walking over to Harry's bed where everyone was crowded around. I slipped down onto it.

"Got here about one in the morning-" said Harry. I nodded.

"We're the muffles alright? Did they treat you okay?" Asked Ron.

"Same as usual, they didn't talk to us much, and called Eliza's left arm a disgrace and a tattoo when they spotted it," said Harry.

"How are you Hermione?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm fine," she said.

"What's the time? Have we missed breakfast or something?" Asked Harry.

"Don't worry about that. Mums bringing you both a tray. Reckons you look underfed. Anyway what's been going on?" Said Ron. He looked like a little girl who hadn't seen her best friend for sixty years.

"Nothing much, been stuck at my Aunt and Uncles haven't I?" Said Harry.

"Come off it! You've both been off with Dumbledore haven't you?" Said Ron.

"It wasn't that exciting-" I said.

"He just wanted us to help him persuade his old colleague to teach this year Horsce Slughorn," said Harry.

"Oh, we thought it'd be something like that-" said Ron with a time of disappointment in his voice.

"You did?" Said Harry. I swear he is so gullible at times.

"Yeah... Yeah, not that Unbridge is left, obviously we need a new defense against the dark arts teacher..." He said. "So, err..what's he like?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes. "He looks a bit like a walrus, and he used to be head of Slytherin, something wrong?" He asked towards Hermione who was staring at him.

"No, of course not. So did um Slughorn seem like he would be a good teacher?" She asked.

"Don't know, he can't be worse than Umbridge can he?" Said Harry. I nodded at this statement.

"I know someone who's worse than Umbridge," said a voice I instantly recognized. "Hi Harry, Eliza," said Rons younger sister Ginny who was in my year and one of my best friends. She walked into the room.

"What's up with her?" Asked Ron.

"It's her!" Said Ginny. "She's driving me mad," she continued.

She sat down next to me on Harry's bed.

"What's she done now?" Asked Hermione.

"It's the way she talks to me- you'd think I was three!" Said Ginny angrily.

"I know, she's so full of herself," said Hermione dropping her voice. I was shocked to hear this about Mrs. Weasley.

"Can you two lay off her for five seconds?" Said Ron.

"Oh, that's right defend her. We all know you can't get enough of her-" said Ginny to Ron.

"Wait," I said.
"Who are you talking-?" Started Harry.

But just then the bedroom door flew open. In the doorway stood a beautiful girl with blond hair. She was carrying a heavy breakfast try.

"Harry," said the girl. "It has been to long," she talked with a heavy French accent.

"There was no need to bring up the tray. I was going to do it myself in a minute!" Rang Mrs. Weasley walking into the room from behind the girl looking rather mad. Then I recognized the girl as Fleur Delacour. She had been a champion in the triwizard tournament a few years ago with Harry.

"It was no trouble," said Fleur plopping the tray on the bed with Harry and all of us.

"I have been longing to see him, remember my sister Gabrielle? She never stops talking about Harry Potter. She will be delighted to see you again," said Fleur with her accent. I stifled a laugh as I saw Harry's face.

"Oh, is she here to?" Asked Harry.

"No, no, silly boy. Next summer when- don't you know-" said Fleur.

"We hadn't gotten around to telling them-" said Mrs. Weasley as Fleur looked at her angrily.

"Bill and I are going to be married!" Said Fleur looking at Harry and me.

"Congratulations!" I said half heartedly as I looked and saw all the Weasleys and Hermione avoiding each other's gaze.

"Oh- congratulations-" said Harry.

"Bill is very busy at the moment, working very hard- and I work part time at Gringotts to work on my English. So he bought me here a few days ago to get to know his family properly. I was so pleased to hear you were coming- there is not much to do here unless you like cooking and chickens. Well, enjoy your breakfasts!" She said as she swept from the room.

"Mum hates her," said Ginny.
"I do not hate her," said Mrs. Weasley. "I just think they hurried into this engagement that's all," she said in a whisper.

"They've known each other for a year," said Ron.

"Well, that's not very long. I know why it's happened of course. It's all this uncertainty about You-Know-who coming back, people think they might be dead tomorrow, so they are rushing into all sorts of decisions they'd normally take time over. It was the same last time he was powerful, people eloping left and right, and center-" said Mrs. Wesley.

"Well, I'd better get on eat your eggs while they're warm you two," she said as she left the room.

"Don't you get used to her- living in the same house and all-" I asked eating a piece of toast.

"Well, you do-" started Ron. "But if she jumps out at you unexpectedly like then-" he said wearily.

"It's pathetic," said Hermione as she folded her arms over her chest liking furiously at Ron.

"You don't really want her around forever, Ron?" Asked Ginny. Ron shrugged. "Well, mums going to put a stop to it if she can, I'll tell you that," she said.

"How's she going to manage that?" Asked Harry.

"She keeps trying to get Tonks around for dinner. I think she's hoping Bill will fall for Tonks instead. I hope she does. I'd much rather have her in the family," said Ginny.

"Yeah that'll work," said Ron sarcastically. "Listen, no bloke in their right mind would fancy Tonks over Fleur. I mean she's all right looking when she isn't doing stupid things to her hair and nose, but-"

"She's a damn sight nicer than, phlegm," said Ginny.

"And she's more intelligent, she's a auror," said Hermione.

"Fleury not stupid, she was good enough to enter the triwizard tournament," said Harry.

"Not you as well," said Hermione.
"I suppose you like the way Fleur says Harry," said Ginny scornfully.

"No, it just phlegm- I mean... Fleur," stuttered Harry.

"I'd much rather have Tonks in the family," said Ginny definitely. "At least she's a laugh,"

"She hasn't been much of a laugh recently when I've seen her. She looked more like Moaning Myrtle," said Ron. I shuddered thinking of Myrtle who I had witnessed being murdered by Toms basilisk in my latest dream.

"That's not fair," snapped Hermione. "She hasn't gotten over what happened.... I mean... He was her cousin!" She said.

"Tonks and Sirius barely knew each other. Sirius was in Azkaban half her life and before that their families never met-" said Ron.

"That's not the point. She thinks it's her fault that he died-" said Hermione.

"How does she work that one out?" Asked Harry as he shoveled eggs into his mouth.

"Well, she was fighting with Bellatrix, wasn't she? I think that she thinks that if she had just finished her off, Bellatrix couldn't have killed Sirius!" Said Hermione.
"That's stupid," said Ron.

"She should know it's not her fault. I mean, Bellatrix Lestrange does not get finished... She does the finishing," I said slowly. At the end of the thought I remembered about Ellie... Or me being killed by her. I had never remembered that memory yet, and I hoped I never would. I breathed deeply.

"True... But anyway it's survivors guilt. I heard Lupin tried to talk to her, but she's really down. She's actually having trouble with her metamorphosing!" Said Hermione concerned.

"I didn't know that could happen," said Harry sadly.

"Nor did I... But I suppose if your really depressed," said Hermione sadly.

"Ginny, come downstairs dear and help me with lunch," said Mrs. Weasley as she poked her head in the doorway. Ginny started to argue but before she got the chance. "Now," said Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm talking to this lot," said Ginny.

"NOW!" Said Mrs. Weasley.

"She only wants me to be down. There with her so she doesn't have to be alone with Phlegm!" Said Ginny outraged as she left the room.

"You lot better come down quickly to," she said before she swept from the room.

Hermione looked in some of Fred and Georges old boxes.

"What's this?" She asked holding up something that looked like a tinny telescope.

"I don't know, but if it's Fred or Georges you'd better leave it, it's probably not ready for the joke shop yet," said Ron cautiously.

Hermione just stared at the object in her hands.

"So, Dumbledore is going to give me private lessons this year," he said as if this were casual information.

"Why wasn't I told this?" I said outraged as I turned to him.

"I don't know, I only found out last night. He said you might have to come to a few," said Harry with a shrug.

"You kept that quiet?" Said Ron. Hermione gasped.

"Well, he only told me last night in your broom shed," said Harry again. I looked at Harry and winked... Somehow I knew what he was about to do. He gave a small nod.

"I don't know why he's going to be giving me lessons, but I think it has something to do with the prophecy," I noticed Hermione and Ron hanging on to every word Harry was speaking. I almost laughed but remembered what the prophecy was and controlled it.

"You know the one they were trying to steal at the ministry," he continued.

"But no one knows what it said. It was smashed," said Hermione.

"But the Daily Prophet says-" started Ron.
"Shhhh-" Hermione said to him.

"The Daily Prophets got it right. The glass ball that was smashed wasn't the only record of the prophecy. I heard the whole thing, so did Liza, in Dumbledores office, he was the one the prophecy was made to so, he could tell me. From what it said, it looks like I'm the one who has to finish off Voldemort... At least, it said neither can live while the other survives," said Harry. I felt my heart racing hearing these words again.

I was silent for a while before Hermione vanished behind black smoke.

"Hermione!" Ron and I screamed in unison. Hermione came out from the smoke coughing with a purple bruised eye.

"I- I squeezed it and- it punched me!" Said Hermione.

"Don't worry, Mum'll fix that. She's good at fixing minor injuries," said Ron with a laugh.

"Oh, never mind that now, Harry! Oh Harry!" She said. She sat down on the end of his bed again.

"We wondered, after we got back from the Ministry... Oh, we wanted to ask you, but didn't want to. We thought it must have been something like this, from what Lucius Malfoy said in the Ministry," I shuddered hearing of him. "Oh, Harry... Are you scared?" She asked.

"Not as much as I was... When I first heard, yes... But now, I thought that I would have to face him in the end so," said Harry with a shrug.

" I guess Dumbledore will be teaching you some powerful magic," said Hermione.

"Liza," whispered Harry as Hermione went on listing things.

"Harry no-" I said.

"Elizabeth, it'll be better... Trust me," said Harry. I sighed.

"Fine... So, I found out who Ellie was.." Is started casually. The room went silent again as Hermione and Ron stared at me with full focus. Harry was grinning slightly.

"Well, who was she? Why do you see into her memories?" Asked Ron.

"Well, Dumbledore told me the same night as Harry. That Ellie Welther was a girl in Gryffindor. The same class as Harry and my mum and dad. Tom Riddle- or... Uhh," I trailed off. Harry took over for a few minutes.

"Tom Riddle or- Voldemort became obsessed with her and forced her to show up on command. Eventually, Bellatrix Lestrange grew jealous of her," said Harry.

"And- she tried to kill her," Hermione gaped audibly. "Well, Tom had made his soul split and grew mad at Bellatrix. He didn't love Ellie but he cared about her and cared about not letting Bellatrix kill her. So...." I breathed deeply and it felt hard to swallow. "He mixed her dead soul with his living piece of his soul and created a new soul, that would be born whenever the next soul was needed, that it would fit most with," I said.

"So, Ellie... Is alive?" Asked Hermione tentatively.

"Yes," responded Harry.

"Who is she?" Asked Ron.

"Well, the thing is.... Ellie Welther, is me," I said.

"For real?" Asked Ron after about ten minutes of silence.

"Yes, I'm Ellie... That why I've had her dreams," I said breathing deeply.

"So... Your the only person Tom Riddle ever cared about?" Asked Hermione.

"Yes... And-" I started but shook my head.

"What?" Asked Harry.

"Draco knows," I said.

"Malfoy? How does he know?" Screamed Harry.

"He saw the dark mark and-" I said.

"Wait, so you lived before? Wicked-" said Ron.

I laughed a bit. Hermione hugged me I hugged her back.

"I wonder when we will be getting our O.W.L results back... It's been a month?" Asked Hermione.

"Oh, I think Dumbledore mentioned something about them coming today-" shrugged Harry.

"Today? Today? Why didn't you- oh my- you should have said-" shrieked Hermione.

" I'm going to see wether the Owls have come," said Hermione.

Once we are all downstairs owls arrived.i looked at Harry's as the three of them all looked at their results. Harry had amazing results.

"Good job Harry!" I said hugging him.

"Wonderful!" Said Mrs. Weasley hugging all of the trio after looking at their grades.

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