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Gwyn rubbed the ring on her finger. "Now."
Wyatt appeared in front of them. "The ring is only to be used in danger." He said. Gwyn blushed. "I know. But if you didn't come you would be in danger. From me."

Gwyn sat on the couch with Wyatt. His left hand was on the small of her back, his right and her cheek. She had her arms wrapped around his neck. "I think I love you." He said in her ear. She blushed. "I know I love you." They leaned forward and began very....passionetly....kissing.

"Well, the prophecy didn't say exactly that. But that's what's happening." She smirked. "You love meeting people as much as I do." She hated meeting new people.

Gwyn thought the saying 'nuts Happens' was very appropriet right now.
Suddenly, a man in a black dragon hide cloak appeared. He was laughing maniacly and he joined the side of Voldemort and Herion.
"The Dragon Slayer." Both Gwyn and Wyatt whispered.

"His name's Wyatt. Turns out there's a prophecy saying we have to kill the Dragon Slayer together. He's really sweet. You'll meet him soon."

Gwyn slid over to Ginny. 'Who's the other guy?' She thought, not wanting a silenco charm on her.

Gwyn brushed away a tear. "So, did you get the images I sent you?" She asked.



(Starting with pretty mountains. Ending with the people she killed and what the others looked like. As well as some of Wyatt.)

The crucio suddenly was over and she looked over her shoulder. The witch was dead. Wyatt stood with his wand pointed at her. "Thank you." She said as he pulled her up. She kissed him on the cheek and turned back to Ginny and Lavy.

Gwyn shook her head. "I've only just arrived. Oh, how's everybody, Gin?"

'I'm under crucio. How the hell can I calm down?' She thought in retort, her body now failing to fight the pain.

Gwyn held tightly to Ginny. She cried freely on her sister's shoulder. "I love you." She gasped through sobs.

Gwyn looked around for Wyatt. He was looking at something. She turned to stare in the same direction. Her screams grew louder at what she saw. Lord Voldemort was now here.

Gwyn woke up gasping for breath. She shook her head and tried to clear her mind. But the screaming wasn't a nightmare, she still heard it. Gwyn got out of bed and walked through the dormitory. A few students were rubbing their eyes and running for the portrait hole. She clambered through and saw at least a hundred students screaming and running crazy. Gwyn spotted a girl she knew named Taylor. "What's going on?!" She asked. Taylor shook her head. "The mark, over the lake, deatheaters, him!!!" Gwyn dropped Taylor's shirt and stood, aghast for a second. She rubbed the ring on her finger, hoping Wyatt would appear. He did. "Come on!!" She e3xclaimed, pulling him towards the doors. When out there, she saw everything Taylor described was true. The mark over the lake, dozens of deatheaters battling a few brave students and teachers, and Lord Voldemort. Slowly, Gwyn brought out her wand and ran into the fray.

Gwyn smiled, tears brimming her eyes. "Yeah, Gin. I'm back." Slowly, three tears slid down her cheek.

"Ginny..." Gwyn asked, coming around the corner. She wasn't sure if this was really her sister. Things had changed alot.