Author's note: Hey all, this is the very first chappie. ^_^ I hope you
liked the prologue, even if it was a cliffhanger. Not much to say, so on
with the story. Oh wait!! I forgot, the begging is kinda crappy cause I
really couldn't find a way to start it, I had to force the begging, there's
no inspiration in it. But oh well, here goes nothing!!
Chapter 1- The Arrival
Harry woke up with a sudden jolt. The first thing that ran through his mind was an easy guess. 'How did they live?' But after a few short moments, and Ron poking him out of his short daze, he realized, that it was only a dream. 'Could it really just be? But then . . . why was it so real?' He thought.
"Hey Harry, you ok? You were screaming again. Another Cedric dream?" He asked, knowing that since the death of Cedric, his friend had tormented nightmares of that night.
"No, not him." Harry said still a little lost on his dream.
Before he could explain about it, the door opened and Mr. And Mrs. Weasley stood in the doorway, worried.
"Harry dear, are you alright? We heard you all the way downstairs." Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yeah, I . . . I'm fine. Just a bad dream. Nothing to worry about." He said.
"You sure?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Yeah." He said and smiled, trying to convince them. They slowly closed the door. "I think . . ." He mumbled after they left. The adults didn't hear him, but Ron was right next to him.
"You sure you're alright? You seem sorta out of it mate." He said.
"It was an odd dream, Ron, nothing more." Harry said, really not wanting to explain it. After all, it was a weird dream.
"If you say so. Be shut up now, you're making me loose sleep. You'll shut it now, right?" Ron said as he threw Harry a pillow at his head.
"Yeah, yeah." Harry said as he laid down to sleep once more.
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Morning started as usual as it could get. After the fight for the bathroom, and the seats at the breakfast table, they started eating. When breakfast finished, Ginny and Hermione helped Mrs. Weasley with the clean up. A while after Mr. Weasley left, Dumbledore made an appearance. After Mrs. Weasley shooed the youngsters away, and they were left to their privacy, and began to talk about the plans that they had been keeping quiet. The unknown visitors were to arrive that day. They would be staying in the Weasley house until school started.
"Now Albus, let me get this straight. You don't know who they are. You don't know who they work for. And yet you want us to house them here?" She said sternly.
"Now Molly, I trust them. They saved the lives of over a hundred men. They told us what was there. And I do know who they work for, they work for the order now." He said. "There is no need to worry. They are a bit odd, but besides that, I really don't think that there's nothing to worry about." Dumbledore said.
"Alright, if you say so. How will they get here?" She asked.
"They will apparating here. Around noon I believe." He said.
He left a while after that. Meanwhile, the boys had started a small Quidditch game in the yard. And the girls had started working on lunch with the chef of the house, Mrs. Weasley. And just as Dumbledore had predicted, around noon two loud pops filled the silenced house. Mrs. Weasley walked to the living room and found two girls in dark cloaks that barely even showed their faces. The girls had followed her, and a look of confusement crossed their faces.
"You are Molly Weasley?" The girl wearing a dark gray, almost black, cloak said.
"Yes, and you are here on orders of Dumbledore. Right?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Correct." Both said.
"Um . . . Mum? Is there something that we're missing? " Ginny said.
"Oh, well. These two ladies are going to stay with us for the rest of the summer." She said. Then drifted her attention towards her guests again. "This is my daughter Ginny, and a friend of my son, Hermione. The boys are outside. Hermione, could you be a dear and get them for me?" She asked.
"No problem." She said as she headed off towards the backdoor.
When she came back, followed by Ron, Fred and George, they were
still
silent. The boys came in and were surprised to find others that
weren't in the house before they left. But of course, George couldn't stop looking at the two. He was practically drooling over them two.
"Here they are." Mrs. Weasley said, walking over to them. "Where's
Harry?"
"He's still outside doing a last run. He seems happy to be outside in the air again." Ron said.
"Well boys, I would like you all to meet, um . . . what are your names?" Mrs. Weasley said.
"We can't exactly tell you," the one wearing the dark gray cloak said.
"But if you need to call us by something, I'm Sab, and she's Sam." The other said.
"Okay, well this is Fred and George, you should really watch out for these two, troublemakers they are. This is Ron, and Harry's outside." Mrs. Weasley said, not even noticing the extra attention the two girls brought from one of the twins.
The two girls looked at each other. And both were wondering the same thing. At that moment, the door opened and slammed shut. Harry appeared a few moments later. But before he could say anything, the sight of the two women made him freeze. 'The two from my dream.' He thought. 'But they were just . . . they can't be real.'
"Harry dear, this is Sam and Sab. Ladies, this is Harry." Mrs. Weasley said, not noticing the way Harry was acting.
"You two." Harry said. "You're from . . . from-"
"Diagon Alley, " Sab said, interrupting him.
"Yes, we've seen you before. We bumped in Diagon Alley, right mister Potter?" Sam said, she was trying to get him to play along, knowing that if they didn't talk to him alone soon, he would tell and their secret would be no more.
"Uh, yeah. Right." Harry said. Something was odd. And he was going to find out.
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They next day wasn't as chaotic, and the two guests met Arthur Weasley. They still didn't show their faces, and wore their dark cloaks. Later that day, they finally got a moment alone with Harry. They sat him down and began to talk.
"Look Potter, we know you had the dream too. And if the three of us shared it, then the fourth must have been included." Sab said.
"Wait, you two had the dream?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Sam said impatiently.
"How?" He asked.
"They're called connected dreams. Two or more people have them. They're usually meant to reveal something amongst the ones who shared it. And if you speak a word of this to anyone, and it leaks Voldemort, we're dead. He must have suspicions right now. We're really gonna need to kiss ass if we want to gain his complete trust again." Sam said.
"Wait, you two work for Voldemort?" Harry said, maybe a little too loud.
"Shut up you idiot! Someone might hear you." Sab said covering his mouth with her hand.
His eyes grew wide and he began to struggle. But their grips were too tight.
"Don't worry, it's not like we're gonna hurt you. We work for the Light and the Dark. We secretly kill the Dark, and silently save the Light." Sam said.
When he stopped struggling, they slowly let him go. He finally settled down and calmed himself.
"So you're spies?" He asked.
"Yeah, just don't tell anyone, ok?" Sab said.
"Sure," He said.
"You know, I kinda like you. After all, you know more about our stats than the rest of the world. But you know, if you tell someone, it really won't be a pretty picture. Got it?" She said happily.
"Yyyyyeah." Harry said as he slowly walked away.
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Later that night, during dinner, their conversations were scarce, and odd when there was one. The reason for that was because the two guests had joined them that night. They of course always kept to themselves and quietly talked to each other. The rest of the diners were uneasy with two strangers amongst their midst. Harry felt more at ease than the others, he felt something when Sam was by him. Like a surge of power, or something.
All of a sudden, Sam and Sab grabbed their arms in pain. Mrs. Weasley looked over at them with worry. She got up and walked toward them.
"Are you two ok?" She asked worriedly.
Harry looked at them strangely. And all of a sudden he knew what was wrong. He didn't know how, but he just did. He was calling them.
"It's ok, we just need to go." Sam said.
"Why dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"We just do." Sam said, standing up and pulled Sab with her.
"Wait, the biscuits. Lemme get one more." Sab said, still in pain and still hungry.
"Move your ass, we have to go now!!" Sam said, the anger taking over her.
"Alright, alright." She said.
As they left, Sab turned around and gave Harry a wink, because she knew that he had already known what was happening.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
They popped in just outside the barrier, and walked the rest of the way. They stood outside the doors of the old abandoned mansion and walked in. Soon they were standing outside his door. They knocked and he opened it for them. He was sitting in his chair and alone. The room was deserted, like always. It had been that way since the first day, no one knew about them and no one knew who they were. They had never been seen by another Death Eater, and that was the way it was supposed to be. They walked up to him and greeted him like they always did. They bowed to him and then looked at his face.
"You called, My Lord?" Sab said.
"Yes, there is something that troubles me." Voldemort said.
"What's wrong?" Sam said.
"I dreamt something, something that defied your alliance." He said.
"How could that be My Lord?" Sam said.
"You tell me that."
"My Lord, do we not satisfy you?" Sab asked.
"Oh no, you do quite a well job there, but your loyalties is what was defied." He said with a smile playing at his lips.
"Do we need to prove our loyalties to you?" Sab said, advancing towards him.
"Or do you really want us dead?" Sam said, following the other.
"Now ladies, I never said any thing like that. But I guess there really was nothing to worry about." He said, an evil smile shining on his face as the two women led him towards an empty bedroom.
The two women looked at each other with disgust. They didn't know how long this would have to last, but they needed to do it in order to fulfill their destinies that were laid upon them. And as they walked, their disgust filled them once again.
Sam waited by the door for her unwanted turn. But she just stood there waiting, and thinking. Her life had been like this for years, ever since she graduated from Hogwarts, ever since she fell in love. . .
But she had to forget it all now. Her destiny had been chosen already, she could not escape it. It had been chosen when that happened. . .
When her life changed, when she became. . .
But that wasn't important. She needed to do this. She didn't want to, but it was the only way.
Sab walked out, with no face at all. No emotion. Nothing. But now it was her turn. She walked in, as a tear slowly ran down her face.
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Morning sneaked upon them once more as they popped back to their temporary home. The sun had barely risen, yet there was someone already up. It was Harry.
"He called you, didn't he?" He said.
"Yes, but what I would like to know his how you know this." Sam said.
"I really don't know, but there's something weird about you that's creepy. You kinda give me more power or something like that." He said and stood up. "Well I need to get back to sleep, so good night."
"More power?" Sab said.
"Weird, cause you know who are the only ones that can gain power from us. And I really don't think it's possible." Sam said.
"Oh well, let's hit the hay, shall we?" Sab said sleepily.
"Yeah, lets." Sam said as she quietly proceeded up the stairs and went to bed, followed by her best friend.
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Final Spirit: Thanks, I will.
person: Uh, thanks. . . I think. And I might let you in the story, if you're a good little girl. He he.
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Chapter 1- The Arrival
Harry woke up with a sudden jolt. The first thing that ran through his mind was an easy guess. 'How did they live?' But after a few short moments, and Ron poking him out of his short daze, he realized, that it was only a dream. 'Could it really just be? But then . . . why was it so real?' He thought.
"Hey Harry, you ok? You were screaming again. Another Cedric dream?" He asked, knowing that since the death of Cedric, his friend had tormented nightmares of that night.
"No, not him." Harry said still a little lost on his dream.
Before he could explain about it, the door opened and Mr. And Mrs. Weasley stood in the doorway, worried.
"Harry dear, are you alright? We heard you all the way downstairs." Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yeah, I . . . I'm fine. Just a bad dream. Nothing to worry about." He said.
"You sure?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Yeah." He said and smiled, trying to convince them. They slowly closed the door. "I think . . ." He mumbled after they left. The adults didn't hear him, but Ron was right next to him.
"You sure you're alright? You seem sorta out of it mate." He said.
"It was an odd dream, Ron, nothing more." Harry said, really not wanting to explain it. After all, it was a weird dream.
"If you say so. Be shut up now, you're making me loose sleep. You'll shut it now, right?" Ron said as he threw Harry a pillow at his head.
"Yeah, yeah." Harry said as he laid down to sleep once more.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
Morning started as usual as it could get. After the fight for the bathroom, and the seats at the breakfast table, they started eating. When breakfast finished, Ginny and Hermione helped Mrs. Weasley with the clean up. A while after Mr. Weasley left, Dumbledore made an appearance. After Mrs. Weasley shooed the youngsters away, and they were left to their privacy, and began to talk about the plans that they had been keeping quiet. The unknown visitors were to arrive that day. They would be staying in the Weasley house until school started.
"Now Albus, let me get this straight. You don't know who they are. You don't know who they work for. And yet you want us to house them here?" She said sternly.
"Now Molly, I trust them. They saved the lives of over a hundred men. They told us what was there. And I do know who they work for, they work for the order now." He said. "There is no need to worry. They are a bit odd, but besides that, I really don't think that there's nothing to worry about." Dumbledore said.
"Alright, if you say so. How will they get here?" She asked.
"They will apparating here. Around noon I believe." He said.
He left a while after that. Meanwhile, the boys had started a small Quidditch game in the yard. And the girls had started working on lunch with the chef of the house, Mrs. Weasley. And just as Dumbledore had predicted, around noon two loud pops filled the silenced house. Mrs. Weasley walked to the living room and found two girls in dark cloaks that barely even showed their faces. The girls had followed her, and a look of confusement crossed their faces.
"You are Molly Weasley?" The girl wearing a dark gray, almost black, cloak said.
"Yes, and you are here on orders of Dumbledore. Right?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Correct." Both said.
"Um . . . Mum? Is there something that we're missing? " Ginny said.
"Oh, well. These two ladies are going to stay with us for the rest of the summer." She said. Then drifted her attention towards her guests again. "This is my daughter Ginny, and a friend of my son, Hermione. The boys are outside. Hermione, could you be a dear and get them for me?" She asked.
"No problem." She said as she headed off towards the backdoor.
When she came back, followed by Ron, Fred and George, they were
still
silent. The boys came in and were surprised to find others that
weren't in the house before they left. But of course, George couldn't stop looking at the two. He was practically drooling over them two.
"Here they are." Mrs. Weasley said, walking over to them. "Where's
Harry?"
"He's still outside doing a last run. He seems happy to be outside in the air again." Ron said.
"Well boys, I would like you all to meet, um . . . what are your names?" Mrs. Weasley said.
"We can't exactly tell you," the one wearing the dark gray cloak said.
"But if you need to call us by something, I'm Sab, and she's Sam." The other said.
"Okay, well this is Fred and George, you should really watch out for these two, troublemakers they are. This is Ron, and Harry's outside." Mrs. Weasley said, not even noticing the extra attention the two girls brought from one of the twins.
The two girls looked at each other. And both were wondering the same thing. At that moment, the door opened and slammed shut. Harry appeared a few moments later. But before he could say anything, the sight of the two women made him freeze. 'The two from my dream.' He thought. 'But they were just . . . they can't be real.'
"Harry dear, this is Sam and Sab. Ladies, this is Harry." Mrs. Weasley said, not noticing the way Harry was acting.
"You two." Harry said. "You're from . . . from-"
"Diagon Alley, " Sab said, interrupting him.
"Yes, we've seen you before. We bumped in Diagon Alley, right mister Potter?" Sam said, she was trying to get him to play along, knowing that if they didn't talk to him alone soon, he would tell and their secret would be no more.
"Uh, yeah. Right." Harry said. Something was odd. And he was going to find out.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
They next day wasn't as chaotic, and the two guests met Arthur Weasley. They still didn't show their faces, and wore their dark cloaks. Later that day, they finally got a moment alone with Harry. They sat him down and began to talk.
"Look Potter, we know you had the dream too. And if the three of us shared it, then the fourth must have been included." Sab said.
"Wait, you two had the dream?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Sam said impatiently.
"How?" He asked.
"They're called connected dreams. Two or more people have them. They're usually meant to reveal something amongst the ones who shared it. And if you speak a word of this to anyone, and it leaks Voldemort, we're dead. He must have suspicions right now. We're really gonna need to kiss ass if we want to gain his complete trust again." Sam said.
"Wait, you two work for Voldemort?" Harry said, maybe a little too loud.
"Shut up you idiot! Someone might hear you." Sab said covering his mouth with her hand.
His eyes grew wide and he began to struggle. But their grips were too tight.
"Don't worry, it's not like we're gonna hurt you. We work for the Light and the Dark. We secretly kill the Dark, and silently save the Light." Sam said.
When he stopped struggling, they slowly let him go. He finally settled down and calmed himself.
"So you're spies?" He asked.
"Yeah, just don't tell anyone, ok?" Sab said.
"Sure," He said.
"You know, I kinda like you. After all, you know more about our stats than the rest of the world. But you know, if you tell someone, it really won't be a pretty picture. Got it?" She said happily.
"Yyyyyeah." Harry said as he slowly walked away.
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Later that night, during dinner, their conversations were scarce, and odd when there was one. The reason for that was because the two guests had joined them that night. They of course always kept to themselves and quietly talked to each other. The rest of the diners were uneasy with two strangers amongst their midst. Harry felt more at ease than the others, he felt something when Sam was by him. Like a surge of power, or something.
All of a sudden, Sam and Sab grabbed their arms in pain. Mrs. Weasley looked over at them with worry. She got up and walked toward them.
"Are you two ok?" She asked worriedly.
Harry looked at them strangely. And all of a sudden he knew what was wrong. He didn't know how, but he just did. He was calling them.
"It's ok, we just need to go." Sam said.
"Why dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"We just do." Sam said, standing up and pulled Sab with her.
"Wait, the biscuits. Lemme get one more." Sab said, still in pain and still hungry.
"Move your ass, we have to go now!!" Sam said, the anger taking over her.
"Alright, alright." She said.
As they left, Sab turned around and gave Harry a wink, because she knew that he had already known what was happening.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
They popped in just outside the barrier, and walked the rest of the way. They stood outside the doors of the old abandoned mansion and walked in. Soon they were standing outside his door. They knocked and he opened it for them. He was sitting in his chair and alone. The room was deserted, like always. It had been that way since the first day, no one knew about them and no one knew who they were. They had never been seen by another Death Eater, and that was the way it was supposed to be. They walked up to him and greeted him like they always did. They bowed to him and then looked at his face.
"You called, My Lord?" Sab said.
"Yes, there is something that troubles me." Voldemort said.
"What's wrong?" Sam said.
"I dreamt something, something that defied your alliance." He said.
"How could that be My Lord?" Sam said.
"You tell me that."
"My Lord, do we not satisfy you?" Sab asked.
"Oh no, you do quite a well job there, but your loyalties is what was defied." He said with a smile playing at his lips.
"Do we need to prove our loyalties to you?" Sab said, advancing towards him.
"Or do you really want us dead?" Sam said, following the other.
"Now ladies, I never said any thing like that. But I guess there really was nothing to worry about." He said, an evil smile shining on his face as the two women led him towards an empty bedroom.
The two women looked at each other with disgust. They didn't know how long this would have to last, but they needed to do it in order to fulfill their destinies that were laid upon them. And as they walked, their disgust filled them once again.
Sam waited by the door for her unwanted turn. But she just stood there waiting, and thinking. Her life had been like this for years, ever since she graduated from Hogwarts, ever since she fell in love. . .
But she had to forget it all now. Her destiny had been chosen already, she could not escape it. It had been chosen when that happened. . .
When her life changed, when she became. . .
But that wasn't important. She needed to do this. She didn't want to, but it was the only way.
Sab walked out, with no face at all. No emotion. Nothing. But now it was her turn. She walked in, as a tear slowly ran down her face.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
Morning sneaked upon them once more as they popped back to their temporary home. The sun had barely risen, yet there was someone already up. It was Harry.
"He called you, didn't he?" He said.
"Yes, but what I would like to know his how you know this." Sam said.
"I really don't know, but there's something weird about you that's creepy. You kinda give me more power or something like that." He said and stood up. "Well I need to get back to sleep, so good night."
"More power?" Sab said.
"Weird, cause you know who are the only ones that can gain power from us. And I really don't think it's possible." Sam said.
"Oh well, let's hit the hay, shall we?" Sab said sleepily.
"Yeah, lets." Sam said as she quietly proceeded up the stairs and went to bed, followed by her best friend.
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Ending notes: Hey all. ^_^ Hope you liked the chappie. It's kinda creepy, and all, but oh well. Can you all please review? Thanks. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW
To my reviewers:
life: Thanks, here it is. ^_^
DarkMage: Thanks, I will. And maybe I'll put you in the story, but only if you behave. Got it? Hope so. And watch out for. . . *he trips over a table* that table. Heh heh, sorry!
Final Spirit: Thanks, I will.
person: Uh, thanks. . . I think. And I might let you in the story, if you're a good little girl. He he.
SkysTheLimit: Well, it depends if I update more. Maybe, maybe not. And thanks. ^_^