The Hogwarts Sisters Strike Back
Disclaimer: See "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"
To flamers: I don't take kindly to flames so get out of here, if you know what's good for you.
Note: This is a sequel to "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"; taken place several months later during Easter holidays, so read that first.
Chapter 1: The Boy In the Picture
17-year-old Athena Dumbledore carried her box of old books up the stairs, stopped at a wooden door that lead to the attic and opened it. She stood against the door to prevent it from closing and with one foot; she pushed the box into the attic. She searched for the light and switched it on. The yellowish light filled the attic immediately and Athena closed the door. She carried the box and began to look for a place to put her box when she saw a big box with her father's handwriting: "Achilles."
"Achilles?" Athena read. "Who is Achilles?"
She put the box near the door and walked to the big box. She kneeled down, looked around as if there would be somebody watching and opened it. The first thing she saw was a Muggle photo of a smiling handsome boy around her age with black hair and green eyes. She put it down and saw another photo of her parents and the boy who looked around 5-year-old, standing in front of the house. The boy had both of his arms around her mother's shoulders, who was carrying him. Athena noticed that the photos must have taken a long time ago, because her mother looked so young. She put the photo down and continued to search the box. She found an old quill, inkbottle, Quidditch robes and a few more photos. She frowned. Who was this boy? Where was he now? She picked up the first photo and went downstairs. Maybe her mother knew who this boy was.
***
Minerva was in the kitchen with the Hogwarts Sisters, listening to Madeline (Mandy) Hooch talking about her step great-grandson.
"So little Jonathan managed to throw the mini Quaffle across the living room to Oliver. You should see Oliver's face, he looked so happy." Mandy said.
"And little Mandy?" Poppy, who was sitting beside Minerva, asked.
"She managed to catch the Quaffle. Katie complained that Oliver was planning to brainwash the children so that they could be like him." Mandy said and the Hogwarts Sisters laughed.
"Mom, Mom!" Athena called from the stairs.
"In here!" Minerva called back.
Athena came into the kitchen and showed Minerva the photo. "Mom, who is this?" She asked.
Minerva's eyes widened and she jumped up from her seat. Poppy stood up too and held Minerva firmly. "Minerva, no!"
"Athena, Athena, give the photo to me, I want to tear it!" Minerva said hysterically.
Instead of handing Minerva the photo, Athena backed away.
"Where did you get that from?" Georgia Sprout demanded.
"Give it to me!" Minerva yelled. "I want to tear it! He's dead! He's dead, you hear me?!"
"Come on, Athena, let's get out of here!" Mandy said, grabbing Athena's hand and pulling her out of the kitchen. Then they heard a loud cry from the kitchen.
"What's going on?" Dumbledore said, coming down the stairs.
"Dumbledore, you better give Minerva some help, she is crying over You-Know- Who again!" Mandy said.
"Who, Voldemort?" Athena asked, still clutching the photo in her hand.
"No, the other You-Know-Who!" Mandy said.
Dumbledore rushed into the kitchen and Athena looked into the kitchen timidly. Minerva was in Dumbledore's arms, sobbing. Poppy said quietly to Dumbledore. "I'm going to make her some coffee. Maybe she will calm down."
"What's going on?" Athena asked Mandy.
"Where did you get that?" Mandy asked.
"From the attic. Now who is this boy? Why is Mom so upset over him?" Athena asked.
"Athena, this boy is your brother." Mandy said quietly.
Disclaimer: See "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"
To flamers: I don't take kindly to flames so get out of here, if you know what's good for you.
Note: This is a sequel to "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"; taken place several months later during Easter holidays, so read that first.
Chapter 1: The Boy In the Picture
17-year-old Athena Dumbledore carried her box of old books up the stairs, stopped at a wooden door that lead to the attic and opened it. She stood against the door to prevent it from closing and with one foot; she pushed the box into the attic. She searched for the light and switched it on. The yellowish light filled the attic immediately and Athena closed the door. She carried the box and began to look for a place to put her box when she saw a big box with her father's handwriting: "Achilles."
"Achilles?" Athena read. "Who is Achilles?"
She put the box near the door and walked to the big box. She kneeled down, looked around as if there would be somebody watching and opened it. The first thing she saw was a Muggle photo of a smiling handsome boy around her age with black hair and green eyes. She put it down and saw another photo of her parents and the boy who looked around 5-year-old, standing in front of the house. The boy had both of his arms around her mother's shoulders, who was carrying him. Athena noticed that the photos must have taken a long time ago, because her mother looked so young. She put the photo down and continued to search the box. She found an old quill, inkbottle, Quidditch robes and a few more photos. She frowned. Who was this boy? Where was he now? She picked up the first photo and went downstairs. Maybe her mother knew who this boy was.
***
Minerva was in the kitchen with the Hogwarts Sisters, listening to Madeline (Mandy) Hooch talking about her step great-grandson.
"So little Jonathan managed to throw the mini Quaffle across the living room to Oliver. You should see Oliver's face, he looked so happy." Mandy said.
"And little Mandy?" Poppy, who was sitting beside Minerva, asked.
"She managed to catch the Quaffle. Katie complained that Oliver was planning to brainwash the children so that they could be like him." Mandy said and the Hogwarts Sisters laughed.
"Mom, Mom!" Athena called from the stairs.
"In here!" Minerva called back.
Athena came into the kitchen and showed Minerva the photo. "Mom, who is this?" She asked.
Minerva's eyes widened and she jumped up from her seat. Poppy stood up too and held Minerva firmly. "Minerva, no!"
"Athena, Athena, give the photo to me, I want to tear it!" Minerva said hysterically.
Instead of handing Minerva the photo, Athena backed away.
"Where did you get that from?" Georgia Sprout demanded.
"Give it to me!" Minerva yelled. "I want to tear it! He's dead! He's dead, you hear me?!"
"Come on, Athena, let's get out of here!" Mandy said, grabbing Athena's hand and pulling her out of the kitchen. Then they heard a loud cry from the kitchen.
"What's going on?" Dumbledore said, coming down the stairs.
"Dumbledore, you better give Minerva some help, she is crying over You-Know- Who again!" Mandy said.
"Who, Voldemort?" Athena asked, still clutching the photo in her hand.
"No, the other You-Know-Who!" Mandy said.
Dumbledore rushed into the kitchen and Athena looked into the kitchen timidly. Minerva was in Dumbledore's arms, sobbing. Poppy said quietly to Dumbledore. "I'm going to make her some coffee. Maybe she will calm down."
"What's going on?" Athena asked Mandy.
"Where did you get that?" Mandy asked.
"From the attic. Now who is this boy? Why is Mom so upset over him?" Athena asked.
"Athena, this boy is your brother." Mandy said quietly.
