The Good Old Black Lake...8 years later

"No, home." Shadow said.

"I can't...let you go there..." said Natalie quietly to Shadow.

"I want to go home!" Shadow pleaded again. "It's so strange here!"

"Shadow...maybe we'll go home in a minute..." said Natalie.

She turned to Holly.

"what do we do?" she asked, "we can't take her back where Meran can get her..."

"Duh." Holly said, "Where else? Your place? My place? Somewhere?!"

Shadow still looked pleading, desperate.

"But look at her Holly..." sighed Natalie.

"Shes little." Holly said.

Shadow's face suddenly screwed up in concentration and determination until she teleported.

"That was weird." Holly said.

Natalie teleported after her.

She looked at Shadow.

"Where have you taken us?!" Natalie asked firmly.

Holly looked around.
"Uh....guys?" she said, "I am alone...."

Shadow looked around.
"I messed up." She said, noting the decor of the potions office. "Where are we?"

"Ignore me, thats ok," Holly said, when no reply came, and she apparated after them.

"Ok...this is Slughorn's potion office..." said Natalie, "remember?"

"Who?" Holly asked dumbly.

"New potions master..." sighed Natalie, "do you not read the prophit??"

"No...." Holly said, "But I do spell Prophet right."

((Shut up Hannah...my finger slipped))

Natalie frowned.
"Then listen to the radio..." sighed Natalie.

"Okay...." Holly said, "Why is that again?"

Shadow just looked confused again at the sound of the name before she wandered off, heaving the heavy door open before walking out.

Natalie followed...waving frantically at Shadow not to go in there...

The class stared at them as the entered

(lol I am evil)

The little five year old just stared back at the class, her mind not even thinking about what they would think of her.

"Natalie Patterson..." said Slughorn with a smug smile, "yes...I rmember you...."

Shadow, clinging to the shadows of the room, started to slink towards the door out of the classroom.