He stood, swaying, in the Room of Requirement, sweat pouring from his face and Ron

Holding him up.

“Are you all right, Harry?” Neville was saying. “What to sit down? I expect

you’re tired, aren’t -- ?”

“No,” said Harry. He looked at Ron and Hermione, trying to tell them without

Words that Voldemort had just discovered the loss of one of the other Horcruxes. Time

was running out fast: If Voldemort chose to visit Hogwarts next, they would miss their

Chance.

“We need to get going,” he said, and their expressions told him that they

Understood.

“What are we going to do, then, Harry?” asked Seamus. “What’s the plan?”

“Plan?” repeated Harry. He was exercising all his willpower to prevent himself

succumbing again to Voldemort’s rage: His scar was still burning. “Well, there’s

something we – Ron, Hermione, and I – need to do, and then we’ll get out of here.”

Nobody was laughing or whooping anymore. Neville looked confused.

“What d’you mean, ‘get out of here’?”

“We haven’t come back to stay,” said Harry, rubbing his scar, trying to soothe the

pain. “There’s something important we need to do – “

“What is it?”

“I – I can’t tell you.”

There was a ripple of muttering at this: Neville’s brows contracted.

“Why can’t you tell us? It’s something to do with fighting You-Know-Who,

right?”

“Well, yeah – “

“Then we’ll help you.”

The other members of Dumbledore’s Army were nodding, some enthusiastically,

Others solemnly. A couple of them rose from their chairs to demonstrate their willingness

For immediate action.

“You don’t understand,” Harry seemed to have said that a lot in the last few hours.

“We – we can’t tell you. We’ve got to do it – alone.”

“Why?” asked Neville.

“Because … “ In his desperation to start looking for the missing Horcrux, or at

Least have a private discussion with Ron and Hermione about where they might

Commence their search. Harry found it difficult to gather his thoughts. His scar was still

searing. “Dumbledore left the three of us a job,” he said carefully, “and we weren’t

supposed to tell – I mean, he wanted us to do it, just the three of us.”

“We’re his army,” said Neville. “Dumbledore’s Army. We were all in it together,

we’ve been keeping it going while you three have been off on your own –“

“It hasn’t exactly been a picnic, mate,” said Ron.

“I never said it had, but I don’t see why you can’t trust us. Everyone in this

room’s been fighting and they’ve been driven in here because the Carrows were hunting

them down. Everyone in here’s proven they’re loyal to Dumbledore – loyal to you.”

“Look,” Harry began, without knowing what he was going to say, but it did not

Matter. The tunnel door had just opened behind him.

“We got your message, Neville! Hello you three, I thought you must be here!”

It was Luna and Dean. Seamus gave a great roar of delight and ran to hug his best

Friend.

“Hi, everyone!” said Luna happily. “Oh, it’s great to be back!”

“Luna,” said Harry distractedly, “what are you doing here? How did you -- ?”

“I sent for her,” said Neville, holding up the fake Galleon. “I promised her and

Ginny that if you turned up I’d let them know. We all thought that if you came back, it

would mean revolution. That we were going to overthrow Snape and the Carrows.”

“Of course that’s what it means,” said Luna brightly. “Isn’t it, Harry? We’re

going to fight them out of Hogwarts?”

“Listen,” said Harry with a rising sense of panic, “I’m sorry, but that’s not what

we came back for. There’s something we’ve got to do, and then –“

“You’re going to leave us in this mess?” demanded Michael Cornet.

“No!” said Ron. “What we’re doing will benefit everyone in the end, it’s all about

trying to get rid of You-Know-Who – “

“Then let us help!” said Neville angrily. “We want to be a part of it!”

There was another noise behind them, and Harry turned. His heart seemed to fall:

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