A/N: Here's you second chapter, and here we see what Dumbledore has to say!
People who haven't read the first part; I suggest you go read the Harry Potter Code (first story, or prequel, or whatever it's called) NOW or you'll be a bit lost throughout the chapter, or else the explanation won't make sense. Don't say I didn't warn you! Just click search, and look for 'The Harry Potter Code' from bonnythebunny (me!) and read it. It's only 24 chapters long and it's really good (if I do say so myself, the author)
"Brilliant, Harry! Absolutely perfect! Thinking and thinking but fancy you forgetting it!" Aimee hissed angrily as they both ran down the hallway to Dumbledore's office.
"Yeah, and I'm really sorry!" Harry spat back sarcastically. He couldn't say no more as he was panting hard. They stopped in front of the Stone Gargoyle and Harry said the password out of breath (Skittles, this time).
"Well, if he asks, then it's your fault" Aimee said under her breath to Harry as they opened the door to Dumbledore's office after he had said; "Enter"
"You're a tad bit late" Dumbledore said with a knowing smile, and his blue eyes twinkled innocently. Aimee shot Harry a look that clearly said: 'Speak'
"We- I mean, I- I forgot…" Harry panted, walking slowly to the chintz chairs Dumbledore had appeared and collapsing in one. Aimee followed, breathing hard, and lowered herself in the other, out of breath.
"I see by the fact that you two ran here?" Dumbledore asked, the smile still in its place. Harry and Aimee could only nod.
"Well, I suppose we could begin by me telling you my theory…" Dumbledore said, this time more seriously. Both twins sat up straight and looked at Dumbledore in the eyes, wanting an answer after so many weeks.
"I have come to the conclusion, after so much research, that the link that you are both feeling is ancient magic, like the one from your mother. I finally found a very old scroll of parchment from Egypt, written by the a great sorcerer, one of the first, named Arvachen. He had a twin sister named Ariada. Arvachen's sister was killed in an Egyptian Magician's Battle, and he brought her back to life by placing a blessing, or curse, between them both. This link was complicated, yet simple; he could feel what she was feeling, whether it was hate or love, anger or happiness, and visa versa. The other half was physical; that means they could feel the pain that they both had. For example, if Ariada broke an arm, Arvachen would feel the pain, too, but his arm would be perfectly fine. See what I mean?" Dumbledore paused for a second to see if they understood, and he kept going when he saw them both nod their heads, amazed.
"The spell was Avada Arvadek. As you can see, Ariada is Avada, and Arvachen is Arvadek. The spell consisted of a sacrifice of Arvachen's blood inserted in the wand, as no-one knows how he did it… But, as the scroll says: 'The sword that killed Ariada was meant for me'. That means Ariada did a sacrifice for her brother, losing her life to save his. The spell was supposed to be undone if Ariada took back the blood.
Now, what does this have to do with you? Lily Evans lost her life to save her children's, and that was what made Voldemort's wand backfire when inserting poison into Aimee's wrist, and taking her blood, which, in this case, was the blood sacrifice. The wand was still malfunctioning when he tried to kill Harry, and so the spell was said backwards, both a killing and reviving spell. Arvadek is Kedavra backwards. That is why Voldemort lived, too. Since the blood was given to Harry, it was him who was fully alive, whereas Voldemort was only just alive.
The scroll I read contained the spell and the story. What happened two months ago was what awakened the link, as they have been developing since then. What saved you both from dying is that Arvachen was wrong. There is no counter-curse to the spell he put on himself and his sister, as long as they're together, they can die, as they are sharing blood. One cannot die when he or she is missing half of him or herself.They are one body separated into two, as Arvachen gave his blood to Ariada after she gave him his. That is why Voldemort can't kill you if you're apart, but only when you are both killed by his wand at the same time. (There will be no horcruxes on this story). I was wrong, Joanne (Rowling. She was Lily's best friend, and wrote the books to protect Aimee. Find out more on the first!) was wrong. Aimee can't kill Harry by the scars on your head and wrists. Those just mean the physical and mental links." Dumbledore finished. He got up and walked over the side of his desks, looking at them intently on how their reaction was.
Harry blinked. It all made sense. He didn't make a noise, and he knew perfectly well that Aimee was feeling the same thing. "Wow…" Aimee whispered next to him. Her mouth was a bit open, just a bit, her eyes had confusion, yet understanding altogether. Harry knew he was staring into space, thinking hard. Of course… it all fits together! And I thought that life was full of mysteries, it turns out it's pretty much my life. And Aimee's, too, I suppose,he thought.
"But this link is dangerous, too," Dumbledore continued gravely, his eyes now reflecting that he was about to say something that was not good, "This scroll was found in the hands of a Death Eater captured a week ago. Voldemort knows about it. He can use this knowledge against you, or he can kill you both when you're together"
Harry had the horrible feeling he knew whatDumbledorewas coming to. Could he possibly mean that they'd be…separated?
"I'm sorry" Dumbledore said quietly, "but it must be done"
"Get separated? Why?" Aimee asked quietly. Harry still couldn't talk.
"If he attacks Hogwarts then you'll be easy to kill" Dumbledore replied.
"No…" Aimee whispered, slumping down her seat.
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to go to the same schools anymore. Aimee will have to be sent to Beauxbatons" Dumbledore said quietly, his face now expressionless.
"All the way to Beauxbatons? Why that far?" Harry demanded angrily. Aimee was just staring at Dumbledore, a look of anger and sadness on her face.
"To make sure he isn't able to kill you when it is the final hour…" Dumbledore answered quietly.
"When?" Aimee asked suddenly, looking at Dumbledore intently, a frown on her face.
"The school's semester starts in a week. We'll take you to the train that will take you there" was his solemn answer.
"Damn it!" Harry slammed his fist on the table, glaring at Dumbledore.
"I have also hired a teacher for Aimee to give her Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts classes, and I will give them to you, starting this week, Harry" Dumbledore continued, then added, "We must prepare quite a lot. Sirius was telling me the other night he thought that you should become Animagi"
"Animagi?" Aimee said incredulosusly, forgetting her anger for a moment.
"You two and Ron and Hermione, as they can be in danger, too, for they are your best friends. With my and Sirius's help, you will be able to transform perfectly well by the time you're getting into your 7th year"
"That fast? It took the Marauders five years" Harry said, furrowing his eyebrows, forgetting his anger, too.
"You are forgetting that they started with no idea where to start, that they had to do it in secret, and that they had no help" Dumbledore said with a small twinkle in his blue eyes.
"So… how are we going to do it?" Aimee asked slowly.
"I will help you three here, and we will send the instructions to Aimee, but we will be doing all the potion-making and the spells. The hired instructor will be there to do the spells. It will be complicated, yes, but it can be done" Dumbledore said calmly.
"But what am I supposed to do in a country where I don't even speak the language?" Aimee brought the horrible topic of having to separate again.
"I have talked to the Ministry about this and they have agreed to send you a device that will help you understand the language. They are very rare, so take good care of it" Dumbledore warned.
"But- but…" Aimee couldn't describe what she wanted to say.
"She's famous. How are we supposed to keep Voldemort from finding out that she's there?" Harry flatly stated.
"There will be Aurors stationed around Beauxbatons just in case, in a village near it. As for the train, we will apparate to the train station. You may come to say your goodbyes" Dumbledore said. He knew they weren't liking what they were hearing.
Harry stood up suddenly, glaring angrily at Dumbledore. "Fine" He said roughly, then yanked Aimee out of her seat and stomped out of the office dragging her behind.
A/N: Yes, I know you all hate mefor sending Aimee away on only on the second chapter. Though the third is going to be the week left, and the fourth… goodbye. If you didn't read the first part of the story then I guess you're pretty lost now, but I really do suggest you read it better late than never so you won't be lost the rest of the chapters. REVIEW!