Duke of St Albans: Mr. Potter, we're all depending on you. You're the head on this entire

operation.

Duke of Norfolk: Yes, Mr. Potter, you must lead us. We are mere shells, filled with your

great insight, reflecting all that you perceive.

Duke of Montrose: We are nothing without you. How will you lead humanity in the coming

tribulation?

Duke of Bedford: Please takes us gently by the hand, Harry. Lead us into the time of

great struggle.

Duke of Roxburghe: How can we prepare for the split? Is it true, Harry, that there will be

movement of the mental techtonic plates?

Duke of Kent: The space between the plates is increasing, Harry. What are we to do?

Duke of Norfolk: Mr. Potter, the mental plates are shifting. Are you aware of this?

Duke of St Albans: Please have mercy on us, Harry. Please forgive humanity. Forgive us all

for what we've done to you.

Duke of Montrose: It's time now, Mr. Potter. Please be gentle with us. Please lead us

gently by the hand.

Harry Potter: GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To be continued...