wow amazing posts. at least james and remus aren't fighting anymore. the new lord? malfoy? but which lord could call the trio by first names?
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Roshni

Sharp as a tack....
 

Not too much longer now, till the Dark Lord reveals himself. He is emulating Voldemort. to an extreme. He lives in Voldemort's old house, he surrounds himself with the same people, the difference is, he is tainted for a need for revenge. That covers three of the people you all are thinking of. The only three it really could be, but if you look back, the clues are all there....:shifty: K I am done being cryptic :lol:

:cry: i thought there was a new post, oh well, i guess i can wait a little bit longer. :glomp:

Good luck with your midterm. You've really got me thinkin about who the new Dark Lord is.

Roshni

Thank you! I think I did ok, it was a bit short, but I was only given 50 minutes to read an excerpt, read the questions, decide on one question, the right an essay, so it is bound to be somewhat short :lol:

So feeling good about what I had done on my midterm, I came home fully intending to post another chapter, only to discover that I can not find my jump drive! :cry: I mean come on! I just bought it on Sunday it is BRAND new! What is worse is that I bought it to replace the other one that a lost, after having it for a month. I am so upset right now! And on top of that, It is the only place that has my story on it, which means that there at least 6 chapters that are gone:hairpull: I will be able to recreate them, because the story is pretty defined in my mind, I am just hoping that I don't have to.

You all are the bestest, and please bare with my absentmindedness :doof:

I'm glad your exam was okay. That sucks. I hope you find it and don't have to re-write those chapters.

Roshni

Thanks Roshini, you are so sweet :glomp: And I have good news and bad news.

The good news is that I found my Jump drive! :woot: So I don't have to re-write any of those chapters :yes:

The Bad news is that I am a supreme nerd :doof: and my jump drive was at work the whole time :hairpull: , I stuck it in the back of the computer instead of the front where I normally have it, so I forgot about it. :head:

So becuase you guys are so patient, and again, I am a supreme nerd I am going to post another chapter just as soon as I have it edited.

:glomp: all of you

I love Smileys!
 

:heart2: The long awaited for :hourglass: chapter is being posted, not that this chapter is important, 'cause it is, but becuase it took me SO long to post, but I have, and here it is:techni: You all are the best, and you make me smile! :sunny: I found new smileys, can you tell :lol:?

Chapter 31: In Memory of the Veil

“Well that just about explains it then.” Minerva said after a moment as the sounds of Lily’s sobbing became softer.

The rest of the members nodded in silent agreement.

Minerva turned around and grabbed something from on the table, which Harry had not noticed before. It was about a foot tall and was draped in a black silky piece of cloth.

Harry, along with everyone else, looked at the object curiously. Hermione on the other hand gasped as though she knew what it was.

In one dramatic motion, Minerva whisked the cloth off of the object and set it on the table. It was now Harry’s turn to gasp. He stared in stunned silence at the pensieve sitting on the table before them.

The members in the room sat in rapt silence waiting for her to speak.

“As all of you should know, some more than others, this is a pensieve. We want to show you what happened tonight, in the hopes that you can see something that we perhaps missed.” She spoke as calmly as one would discuss the weather over a cup of tea.

Harry sat in furious silence, wondering what she was playing at. Then it hit him. Her plan was genius in its simplicity. Not only would it get rid of the shadow of doubt that he could still see in the eyes of some of the other members, but it would give them an extra set of objective eyes to scrutinize the events.

Minerva motioned for everyone to join her and hold hands in a circle surrounding the table. The people moved slowly, as if unwilling to take part. When everyone was finally in place, Minerva slowly lowered her head into the pensieve.

Harry felt an interesting sensation of a tickle behind his belly button, similar to that of the portkey, but not nearly as abrupt. With so many people holding hands, the group landed in a pile on the floor in what Harry immediately recognized as the Department of Mysteries.

He felt the air knocked out of him as someone landed on his chest. He let out a groan of pain and opened his eyes.

“Ginny.” He croaked at the girl who had landed on his chest. She looked down confused for a moment, before jumping up panicked. “Are you alright Harry?” She asked him, as her fingers frantically probed his chest, stomach and face to make sure nothing was broken.

“Ginny.” He said again this time stilling her hands in his own. “I’m ok, thanks.” He smiled at her and the eyes locked for a moment.

“Good.” She said brusquely as she walked away, not offering to help him up.

Harry however, just smiled. He had seen her heart in her eyes for that small moment. He slowly picked himself up, a small smile still on his face.

Looking around her realized that they had arrived in the middle of the memory, the door was almost sealed, Sirius had just been pulled free, and they had just pushed the foul creature back inside the veil. Harry shuddered again looking at it’s twisted little face. If anyone thought it was weird that they hadn’t arrived at the beginning, they did not mention it.

Remembering the man, Harry looked up to the door, not seeing anyone, he began to climb the stairs, wanting to get a closer look at the man he knew would arrive soon.

As he reached the top the door opened silently and a man walked through. Harry could see the man staring at the scene before him.

Harry stepped closer so that he was less than a foot away from the man. Suddenly the man took off his mask to get a better look.

Harry jumped back, “I saw you die!” He yelled, causing everyone in the room to look up at him.

Harry was standing less than a foot away from Peter Pettigrew.

As if knowing he had been found out, Peter hastily crammed the mask back on his face. He stood there for a moment longer as the veil imploded. Harry looked back at the group that had been struggling with the veil.

“Merlin’s Beard!” The memory of Peter yelled, and Harry looked back down, know realizing what he had exclaimed about. Sirius been blocked from view until that point in time.

The group below was looking at Harry questioningly as Harry felt the sensation of being lifted out of the memory.

As the all came out of the pensieve, Harry looked at them, a worried expression on his young face, and said, “The new Dark Lord already knows about Sirius”

:woot: great post, i really love this fan fic and check here everyday for new posts :loved:
i love the new smileys and i hope your midterm went ok.

Thanks hun:glomp: I am so glad that you like my fic! Before I posted it I had a nightmare that no one liked it and no one read it, and I posted the entire thing with out a single read :lol: I almost decided not to post it becuase of that, but I am glad that I did!

I think my midterm went pretty well. It was an anyltical essay with a 50 minute time limit on it, and I think I did pretty well, I think I will find out on Mondya, so we will see then! :woot:

:glomp: great post. you found your jump drive :D
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Roshni

Hey! I love the post as usual!! :bow: I don't think you need to worry that there would be no one to read your story. It's awesome!!! :yes: Of course there will be people to read it. :loved: !!!!ME!!!! :loved: Along with everyone else who loves to take part in a wonderful story. :sunny: ..........OOh I guess I was wrong about the guy who said Merlin's Beard.*smacks forehead and says Duh!* :head: I don't know why I didn't think of Wormtail. :litebulb: ..........On another note tho, I think The guy that left the meeting. *looks for name* Gudgeon!! Might he be a double spy (maybe). :blink: Just a thought!! He does seem alittle wierd tho. Maybe working for new Lord snape..Anyway On a good note some what, I will be glad when Harry and Ginny finally quit with all the drama and get back together. Made for each other.:glomp: Right!....I will also be happy when you put up the post where Sirius gets to see James,Lily and Remus. :drool: I can't wait!!! :jump: Don't get me wrong I love adventure storys but sometimes you need a little sap too..:blush: He He!! Cause that's about what I expect and want. I mean they have been apart for so long. :cry: ................Okay I'm done now...Well :erm: ... a couple of more things. 1.I love your story. :loved: 2. I'm really glad you did post. :flowers: 3. Keep up the great work. :whip: 4. I hope you did do well on your midterms :angel: (but since the last part was writing) We all know you did well. :rolleyes: I mean look at your story. :dizzy: ...........Sorry it was more than a couple of thing. :lmao: *giggles* :lmao: .................:bye: bye girl!! :glomp: Love everything and everyone!!!!!!!!! :run:


:irish4: :irish1: Happy St. Patricks Day :irish2::clover2: Everybody!!! :irish3: :irish4:

:whistle: im not stalking you, i promise, just waiting for another GREAT post
:glomp:

The luck of the Irish I say!
 

Yup! I was extremly happy about it I might add! I am trying not to be so scattered brained :lol:

Welcome! I am glad that you are here readingmy fic! Thank you so much, you are sweet :glomp: I can't tell you just yet, but it will be revealed, very soon, I wrote thought chapter yesterday in fact!
You are too sweet :glomp: I am so gald that you like to read my story :loved: I am also glad that was just a silly fear:lol:

I was hoping that it would be a bit of a surprise that it was Wormtail and that he would have the guts to actually show up at the Ministry knowing that they were there, but the question is... how did he know they were there?!?!?!?! :mwaha: hem, sorry about that :lol:

And you are so on the right track with Gudgeon....maybe, hehehe :lol: Actually you are on the right track with a lot of things, glad to see that you are picking up my clues, although I would expect no less from you, you are incredible sharp :yes:

I thouroghly agree that Ginny and harry are made for each other, howver Ginny is being difficult, I have tried, but she is just resisting, but she is coming around, hopefully for good (forshadowing)

Don't worry, as soon as they finish the mission that they started talking about a little it, and as soon as Sirius is debriefed and found in good health, there will be a very emotional meeting, that will be full of sap :lol:

I am not sure if I will be able to do a post today, I am pretty busy at work today, and I am almost certain that I can't post this weekend, so I will try my hardest to post some more today to tide you over throught the weekend :blush:

:master: I promise to write more this weekend so that I will have lots to post next week :lol:

:glomp: You are the sweetness!

:irish3: lufs you all!

:irish4: Oh and in case I can't get back on later or tomorrow :irish2: :clover2: :clover1: :irish: Happy St. Patrick's Day!:irish1:

Holy Crapola! This is getting absolutely fantabulous!! I cannot wait until you post more!! I should get a sneak peak...hehehehehe.:clover2: :clover2:

:lol: I love the word "fantabulous" it has such a great description *:hmm: must think on how to somehow incorporate into fic*
:master:I will give you an exclusive sneak pic of the upcoming posts......if you come help me with my garden tomorrow :mwaha:

You are absolutly wonderful, and I am glad you came back, I was beginning to miss you!

MICH!!! You are here! I don't mind if you stalk me, I promise! :glomp: for you, I will do another post, since I do have a bit of time! :irish3:

Chapter 32: Rescue Mission Impossible

“What?”

“How do you know?”

“Why would you say such a thing?”

Shouts of disbelief rang through the room. Harry simply hung his head and sighed. “There will always be evil people in this world. There will always be someone who wants power; always someone to fight.” For a moment he sounded older than his years.

Silence filled the room.

“That may very well be.” Minerva said thoughtfully, staring at Harry, “Especially since we all thought Peter was dead…again.” She added. It was almost ironic in its repetitiveness.

“At the moment however, there are more important things to deal with.” She looked around the room.

“We have become seriously sidetracked from what this meeting was called for to discuss.” She turned to Moody as she said this, motioning to him that the floor was now his.

“We had originally told you that we believe that we have found Mr. Draco Malfoy. We have now confirmed that, and we need to assemble a rescue mission, a Mission Impossible of sorts.” He began giggling.

“Mission Impossible?!” Hermione asked incredulously, “That is a muggle movie!” She stared at him suspiciously, “You are acting awfully odd Moody, should we pull out the Veritaserum again to make sure you really are you?”

Moody sobered up, but the twinkle remained in his eye, “Aye, I am who I say I am, I am just feeling particularly happy these days, that’s all.”

Hermione, not quite satisfied, mumbled something about waiting and seeing.

“Moody?” Minerva glared at him, willing him to continue.

Clearing his throat he continued. “I call it a Mission Impossible…mission,” he giggled again, receiving yet another stern look from Minerva before hastily continuing, “because the spell work involved in his imprisonment is so complex that if it is not 100% correct, it will kill him.” He had lost all trace of humor, and was once again all business.

“We also don’t know how long it has been since he has been fed.” His voice softened.

Harry felt a twinge of sorry for Draco that surprised him to his core; he had thought that after what happened outside the AstronomyTower that he could not feel anything but hatred for him.

“I have a list of people that Minerva and I compiled based on skill and expertise, if for some reason you feel that you can not help with this, please let me know now.” He waved his wand and the names appeared in the air:

Minerva McGonagal
Alastor Moody
Remus Lupin
Kingsly Shackbolt
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Miriam Stout
Molly Weasley
Ginny Weasley
Hermione Granger
Harry Potter

“If your name is not on this list, please do not be offended, it is nothing against you or your abilities, we simply can not have everyone there. If your name is not on the list you are free to leave.” Moody said as the group scanned the names and slowly began filing out.

Harry blinked as he spotted his name, unaware that the remainder of the people were staring at him.

Frowning slightly, he wondered why his name was on the list, it had been obvious throughout school that he and Draco were arch enemies, why would he be chosen for a dangerous mission involving saving his enemy.

He considered for a moment refusing to join the mission, but suddenly remembered the twinge of sorrow that he had felt for the other boy.

He looked up, his decision having been made, realizing that the entire room was staring at him. “What?” He asked, in an attempt of boredom.

“Nothing.” Hermione answered and the group as one looked away, determined not to even glance at Harry.

Sighing he got up and made his way over to the others.

“If we are to assume that Harry is correct, that there is a new Dark Lord and that the visitor we had in the Department of Ministries was acting as a spy for that person, then we also need to assume that they know about Draco. We need to move quickly and efficiently, it may however, already be to late.” Moody stared at each person, driving home his point.

Satisfied that the small group understood the precariousness of the situation, moody nodded and began issuing tasks.

“Molly, you and Miriam well stay here and prepare a bed for him, we will simultaineously pray for the best and assume the worst.”

At both Harry and Ginny’s equally confused frown, Hermione rolled eyes and whispered, “Pray that we will be able to extract him with out killing him, but assume that he will be next to dead if not there already.”

“Ah!” The two nodded and smiled up at each other. Instead of glaring away as Harry expected, this time, Ginny simply lowered her eyes, the smile slowly leaving her face.

Still smiling and feeling heartened, Harry pulled his eyes away from Ginny and back to Moody.

“Remus and Kingsley, we need you to keep an eye out and offer protection from anyone who makes it past Fred and George.” Moody turned to the eager faces of the twins.

“Boys, we need you to run interference. Distract anything that tries to get past you, and of course, we don’t want you to look like yourselves, have fun with this one.” He said with a gleam as wicked as the ones in the eyes of the high-fiving twins.

“The rest of you will assist us in breaking the spells. Both Ginny and Hermione are very adept at picking up new spells, and Harry has done a lot of complicated spell work and does not fold under pressure.” Moody’s face was full of pride as he looked at Harry.

“We will fill you in on the spell work when we get there, is everybody ready?”

The group began making their way to the grates to leave Head Quarters by floo, when they heard someone clearing their throat.

Turning around, they saw Moody and Minerva standing, unmoving from the front of the room, each with an equally amused expression on their face, Moody, barely containing his laughter.

“We're we not ready?” Molly asked, concerned that maybe they had jumped the gun.

“We have made some special changes.” Minerva said a smile still on her face. “It is difficult to get here for a meeting if you are not directly next to a grate with floo powder, and it is too dangerous to go outside to apperate. It took some time, but Moody and I managed to create a spell that will allow us to apperate from and to one room in the house, and one room alone. It is not this room, I think that would be too easy, what is unique about it is that the room has a Secret Keeper, unless you are told about the location of the house from the Secret Keeper, and the location of the room from a separate Secret Keeper, you will not be able to get to it.” She beamed with pride as she described the room.

Harry could not help smiling at Minerva and Moody’s apparent pleasure, “So who is the Secret Keeper?” Harry asked, wanting to get this over with.

“I am.” Moody said gruffly, “follow me.” He waved his wand, undoing the magic sealing the door and made his way upstairs.

Harry followed silently along, his thought flitting from one subject to another, like a butterfly to different flowers. “I hope Sirius is really alright and not just pretending.” Harry thought, it was the one thing his mind kept refocusing on.

He looked at the house as they moved through it, heading up the stairs. It had been cleaned and repainted, and was once again back to its old splendor. This was a house that could rival the Malfoy Manor any day, “and it’s all mine.” Harry thought, smiling.

His smile was replaced by a small frown, “No.” he thought, its not, Sirius is back now.” He realized that both the house in Godric’s Hollow and this house had both belonged to him, and that now the owners were back from the dead, for lack of a better term, were they still his? He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts, and decided to ask someone about it later.

They were coming up on his own special room where he kept the Horcrux. He prayed silently hoping they hadn’t picked that room for people to arrive in.

They continued past the room, and Harry breathed an audible sigh of relief. He looked down at the thick antique Persian rug, and had to restrain from laughing. Apparently, like so many of the “Pure-blood” wizarding families, The Black’s dislike for muggles didn’t extend to the finer products they made.

Moody drew up short in the middle of the hallway and faced the now moved portrait of Phineas Nigellus Black “Shrieking Shack” Moody said. For a second Harry wondered if Moody had finally lost all of his marbles, but Phineas, with a disgruntled look on his face, only nodded and the portrait door swung outward allowing the group admittance to a fairly large, padded room.

Harry looked around baffled before busting into laughter. “A padded landing room, that’s brilliant.” He continued laughing, ignoring the puzzled expressions of the people around him.

Minerva cleared her throat, bringing Harry back to reality. “From now on,” She began, rolling her eyes in Harry’s direction.” When you need to arrive here, please come this way, the floo network is not as safe as it used to be.” She finished cryptically.

“Harry, we need you to call Dobby when we get there, we will need his help.” Moody said, looking at Harry intently.

“Ok.” Harry said slowly, thinking about Sirius, “I can do that, but I will need to meet you there in that case.” Harry said quickly, disappearing before anyone could question him.


“Are we ready then?” She asked. Satisfied by the nods she said, “Good, then we will apperate directly into the Malfoy Manor living room then as to not draw attention to the house if it is being watched, one, two, three.” And they were gone.

Harry arrived in front of his house. He had tried to land in the room with Dumbledore’s portrait, but felt like he had hit a tree right before he landed. He instantly realized that the same anti-apperation that had once been in place, probably still held. He briefly wondered if Dumbledore had been the one to place the spell on the house.

He bolted inside and ran to the back room.

“And that’s when they jumped out of the frying pan.” Dumbledore was saying.

“Why do I always come in at this part of the story?” Harry wondered aloud, shaking his head in amusement.

Sirius was reclining back in the desk chair gave a hearty laugh at that.

Harry smiled glad to hear and see his Godfather again. Resisting the urge to run over and embrace him, Harry simply smiled and asked, “How is he?”

Dumbledore smiled broadly, “He is fine, dear boy, perfectly fine as far as I can tell. And everyone knows what a good judge of character I am.” Dumbledore said, still smiling.

Both Sirius and Harry’s eyebrows shot up a good inch. “Right.” Said Harry, turning to the House Elf he said, “Dobby, how is Winky doing these days?”

Dumbledore chuckled softly in the background.

“Oh!” Dobby exclaimed, a smile lighting up his face, “Winky does better, master Harry, much better, she happy, she sees what Dobby means sir!” Dobby exclaimed, “Actually sirs, Dobby was going to ask about her sir,” he continued, a blush rising into his large ears.

“What is it?” Harry asked, baffled.

“Well, sir, Dobby wants to know, if it’s ok with Master Harry, and his parents, if Dobby could maybe.” He began to falter, and Harry trying not to feel impatient with the obviously embarrassed House Elf said, “What is it Dobby, just tell me.”

Dobby took a deep breath, squared his little shoulders and said in a rush of breath, “Dobby is wanting to know sir if he might possibly bring Winky to live here with him.” He closed his eyes tightly, finally opening one just a bit to stare at Harry.

Harry stared dumfounded at Dobby for a few moments then burst into laughter, “You want Winky to live here with us?” He shook his head at the small Elf’s embarrassment. Calming his laughter he doned a serious expression.

“Well Dobby,” he said austerily, “If that is what you and she wants, and it is ok with Hogwarts, then I see no reason why she can’t come here, but Dobby,” Harry added interrupting the House Elf’s glee, “She has to follow the same rules as you, got it?” He asked, a twinkle in his eyes.

“Oh yes sir, Master Harry won’t be disappointed! Dobby is going to tell Winky now!” Dobby said ecstatically.

“Wait!” Harry yelled, interrupting the House Elf’s departure. “She can come here now, I actually need both of your help.”

“Anything, Master Harry!” Dobby said fairly bouncing on his heals.

“Why don’t you wait to see what I have to say before agreeing to it Dobby.” Harry said grimly. He quickly filled Dobby in on the outline of the mission. By the time he had finished the small Elf’s face was set in angry resolution.

He was fighting the urge to not help at all because he was to help save a Malfoy, but yet still wanting to help Harry.

“Will you help us Dobby?” Harry asked, pleading with the small elf.

“Master Malfoy is Master Harry’s enemy,” Dobby said slowly, “but Master Harry still wants to help his enemy?”

“I have to.” Harry said simply, “It is the right thing to do.”

Dobby stared at Harry for a few moments before smiling and saying “If Master Harry can do it, then so can Dobby!”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and said, “Ok then Dobby, call Winky and have her watch Sirius and we will leave.”

Harry braced himself as he and Dobby arrived a few minutes behind the rest of the group in the Malfoy’s living room. He wasn’t sure if he would be attacked by assailants. Dobby did a double take glance at Harry before imitating his stance.

“What are you doing Harry?” Hermione asked quizzically at his ninja stance. Ginny giggled at him as she walked past. The smile did not leave her face, even after she made eye contact with him.

Harry dropped the stance and began following after her, only to be held up by the twins.

“Don’t push it mate.” George whispered out of the side of his mouth.

Harry scowled but did not pursue her.

Harry looked over to Moody, who was standing perfectly still, head raised, his magical eye spinning like crazy. Harry got the distinct image of a deer, catching the scent of a predator, holding perfectly still to ***** the danger before bolting.

Satisfied that there was no one there, Moody relaxed a bit. He silently motioned for the boys to go outside to keep a look out.

The boys nodded to each other and disappeared with a crack, hoping that if there were any Death Eaters observing the house, they would think the intruders had left.

Harry wondered briefly what the twins had planned if anyone should approach the house.

Moody led them deep within the house, down to the basement and the secret dungeons that they had found and recovered all types of dark artifacts. He lead them deeper still into what looked like catacombs until they reached a dead end.

Moody looked to Harry and nodded.

“Ok Dobby, show us what you’ve got.”

Dobby approached the wall, pushed back the sleeves of his smart little suit that he had picked out himself. The Potter’s had insisted that he wear whatever he wanted to. After watching an old Batman movie on a muggle TV that Arthur had given them, Dobby had decided that he was the Potter’s Butler and wanted to dress accordingly.

Dobby pressed his palm against the wall and gave a light shove. The wall cracked down the center and opened up, creating an arch.

Harry leaned down and patted Dobby’s shoulder, smiling at him thankfully.

Dobby puffed out his chest, proud for the praise.

The looked through the arch at what appeared to be a straight drop down into darkness. They paused, uncertain of what to do. “Look!” pointed at Hermione as tiny stairs began to emerge from the side of the wall.

“Everybody watch your step.” Moody called as he stepped through the arch first. They decended for what seemed like miles along the almost miniature stair case before the reached the ground

The group continued down the narrow corridor, lined with various doors. Each door had a small opening to look in. Harry peered into the first room, and gasped in horror. After that first room he refused to look in the rest of them, afraid of what he might see.

The group turned the corner and drew up short at the sight of a small elf hunched over a table.

“Who are you.” Moody demanded, causing the elf to jerk up.

“What?!” Harry asked confused, “But you're dead!"

AN: :mwaha: a cliffie of sorts for you!

Is it Kreacher? I think it's Kreacher. Oh, I can't believe you left us with a cliffie! Pams!

:woot: Great post JulieAnn, and i cant believe you left it on another cliffie, thats not fair :cry:
:bugeyes: waiting for another post

What is funny, is that at first I didn't even realize it was a cliffie :doof: I went to post the chapter and I don't know if I did it wrong or what, but it said there was an error, so I figured that it was too long, so I cut it in half, found a good stopping point and then posted it, and then realized it was the cliffie, that was my AN! :lol: So sometime in the next few days I will post the rest of the chapter, but I am going to make you squirm for a bit, squirming is good for you anyway :mwaha:

:P no its not, squirming is bad :cry:

WTF?! My post is gone, guess I gotta do another. GREAT POST! I'm so excited to see where it goes. Hold on let me do a little dance. :irish4: :woot: :happy: :ballet:

Is it Kreacher???
I think it is. Stupid cliffie :(
Happy St. Patrick\'s Day! :irish2:
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Roshni