Thanks for the comments guys. I am glad you are enjoying it so much. I would have updated yesterday but I was at the US Open, leaving at four in the morning and getting back to college at four the following morning. So...needless to say I didn't have the time, but alas here it is. Enjoy!

I sat starring at Professor Snape like he had just turned into a clown with a squeaky red nose on the end. Everyone was starring at me, waiting as if I was going to start glowing or have my skin change colors. I cleared my throat, trying to hide my skepticism, and finally decided they were waiting for me to speak.

"Listen, I know I can see the future, but I've ever gotten two or three visions in my whole life! Plus I have no control over them...they come when they want to."

"You may not know how to control it now, but as you learn to transform into your animagi form you will find visions will come more often and swiftly than you'd think," said Snape, his expression difficult to read. I could tell he was having a rush of longing and fear, still wondering what vision it was I saw of him. The picture of Dumbledore falling rushed into my mind before leaving quickly.

"But just because I can see the future doesn't mean it won't change. I mean, it can always change. And besides, aren't there plenty of people that can see the future?"

"It can Abby and that is exactly why Voldemort wants you. If he has you on his side he can use your visions of the future and change them, fix them so to speak so that it goes the way he wants it to," said Professor Lupin, making me feel like I was back in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class. "There are some witches and wizards who can see the future, but none to the extent that you will be able to. Most only see a vision by accident."

I turned towards my mom. "Can you see the future?"

"Yes, that's why I know he wants to use you. He knows I would never betray Dumbledore and the order, but he thinks that since you are younger you might be easier to corrupt."

"Well he's wrong," I said simply. "I'll never turn against Harry, or even Ron and Hermione."

My mom smiled at me with pride. "I know you won't, but the fact is Voldemort is going to do everything in his power to make you believe that joining him is the best way to protect your loved ones. He will make it very tempting."

My mom's eyes shifted downwards, a sad look on her face. "The memory of you and Voldemort at the lake? What happened?" I asked.

My mom sighed deeply, looking around the room. "I still to this day don't understand the relationship I had with Tom Riddle. He seemed so genuine and nice to me at the orphanage and I thought he would be a friend. I had gone to the cave to play games with him, ones he said the head of our orphanage wouldn't approve of or understand. I felt it was wrong, but I went anyway, and it was along the way there that I got my first vision."

"What did you see?" I asked.

"Tom Riddle torturing me," my mom said matter-of-factly. "He could sense that I was different, more powerful than him I suppose, and he wanted to learn how to read minds. He had asked me before how I did it and I told him I didn't know, but he must have thought I was lying."

"Tom has always had a twisted vision of the world...believing that people are out to steal from him or be more powerful than him," said Dumbledore softly.

"You went to Hogwarts with him then?" I asked.

"Yes, but I was only a first year when he was in his third or fourth year. Thankfully I had Dumbledore protecting me."

"Did you sense it then? How dark he was?" I asked Dumbledore.

"No, I did not. Like most Slytherins who love power, I assumed he was just like them. Perhaps that was my biggest mistake."

"Albus, you couldn't have known," said my mom was a sympathetic gaze.

"Voldemort tricks, that's what he does," I said quietly. "We can't let him trick Harry."

"No, we can't," said my mom simply.

"Then what do we do?" asked Kingsley.

Everyone was quiet for a moment. "Maybe Abby can use Harry's connection with Voldemort to her advantage," said Sirius.

"How so?" asked Lupin.

"Well, Harry has no real control over the connection, but maybe Abby does. Maybe through Harry she can keep an eye on Voldemort without him knowing."

There were some nods around the room. "I don't know if I can do it. I mean, I've only done it once or twice before," I said with a sigh.

"It's okay Abby," my mom said. "Albus and I can teach you."