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Chapter 2

Artemis P.O.V

When I came round, I saw that I was in a room, which seemed to be one of the Hospital Wings private rooms. I looked to my side to see Draco and Hermione sleeping in a chair, Hermione on Draco's lap, her head on his chest and his arms round her waist. He was one of the few guys we were fine around after what happened, and they had been together since the summer, when he'd kissed her, and they'd soul bonded. He'd felt the pain she'd gone through at Christmas when she and I had been captured by Death Eaters, and had been tortured and raped.

I shivered at the memory. We had been kept in cells opposite to each other, and forced to watch what had happened to the other. The worst time that it had happened to me, had been when I had woken up, just as Voldemort himself had thrust himself into me.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, and spill over. I started to sob, as the memories of the whole week that Hermione and I had been there, until Lucius and Narcissa had been able to get us out of there, in the dead of night, when Voldemort had left to complete a mission.

It had been a shock, even to Draco, that those two had actually been on our side, gathering enough information, to make themselves useful to the Order when they finally came to them. But they didn't just bring information. They brought us. Sirius had immediately trusted Narcissa, as she was the one supporting me, and she had offered Madam Pomfrey help healing us.

"Hey, Artemis. Shh, calm down. It's over now, you're safe." I heard Hermione say, as she got onto the bed with me, and wrap her arms round me. "Draco, go tell Madam Pomfrey she's awake and we need calming draught. And then go get Sirius and Remus."

"Right." He left the room, and Hermione kept her arms round me and continued trying to sooth me. She had made better progress than me, with the help of Draco, but I had just stuffed it to the back of my mind, to deal with it later, and concentrate on the war. The others had tried to get me to talk about it, but they had had no luck. I could see that it was incredibly stupid now.

Soon enough, Madam Pomfrey had bustled into the room, and had coaxed me into drinking a calming draught. My sobs turned to sniffs as the potion took affect.

"There now." Hermione said as she stroked my deep black hair in a soothing manner. "Sirius and Remus should be here soon. And then the Weasleys should be coming."

I nodded my head.

"Miss Potter. While you were unconscious, I ran some tests and I discovered that you have developed the mutant gene. It certainly explains why every new wound you sustained in the battle has healed over."

"I can heal?" I asked.

"Yes, and according to Remus, you smell like something that's similar to a werewolf. He believes you are going to develop heightened senses."

"Why do I sense a 'but' coming?"

"Because someone found out and the press got hold of it." A voice from the doorway said. I looked round to see Sirius and Remus; the later had been the one who had spoken.

"Sirius!" I said, "Remus!" I launched myself at them, and was caught in a two way hug."

"What has everyone's reaction been to me being a mutant?" I asked.

Remus sighed and let go of me and pulled out a newspaper. He handed it to me. I read the headline, and was very glad that I had taken a calming draught.

Girl-Who-Won, Mutant! Next Dark Lady On The Rise?

I was very glad I'd taken a calming draught. I sat down on the bed and ran my hand through my hair. "Why?" I asked. "After everything I've gone through, why?"

"I don't know Prongslet. But we'll sort it out. Dumbledore is working on it as we speak."

Just then, Ron and Ginny burst into the room. "Is it true? Are you one of them? Those mutants?" Ron demanded.

"I- I've only just found out myself Ron." I said, confused to why he seemed disgusted.

Ginny sneered. "I'm not staying here then. Let's go Ron." She turned on her heel and left the room, the sneer still on her face.

Ron looked at me with disgust. "I hope the Aurors come for you. Azkaban's the best place for you." With that, he left the room after his sister, before anyone else could even do anything.

"How dare they…" Sirius growled out.

Just then, Draco came back into the room, looking dishevelled. "Dumbledore just got word from Kingsley. The Wizingamot have decided to issue an arrest warrant for Artemis."

"We need to get out of here, NOW!" Remus said.

"Kreacher!" Sirius called.

There was a crack, and the old elf appeared. "Get our stuff, and our brooms. We're leaving. I have a great idea of where to go." Sirius ordered.

"Oh?" Remus raised an eyebrow.

"Remember what Hank told us about?"

"Ah yes. Good idea." Remus said.

A click of Kreacher's fingers later, and all our trunks and brooms were in the room. I pulled out my climate charmed dragons hide battle robes, and dragons hide boots and fingerless gloves. I looked for my wand. Madam Pomfrey smirked. "I think you'll find you won't need that anymore." She said.

I conjured a privacy screen wandlessley, but couldn't really bring myself to care. I quickly got dressed, ignoring the scars that were on my body. Then I banished the screen.

I charmed my trunk to be feather light, and tied it to my Firebolt. "I'm ready." I said. It seemed that everyone else was too.

"Let's go." Sirius said. They all picked up their brooms, which each had a trunk attached, and in Hermione's case, Crookshanks' wicker basket as well.

We all left the room and headed out of the Hospital Wing, leaving Madam Pomfrey there. We were soon joined by Tonks, who had baby Teddy in a holder that was strapped to her chest. "Draco, your parents will join us when we get settled, and Dumbledore can take them." She said.

"He knows where we're going?"

"Never misses a trick." I said.

When we were all outside, we mounted our brooms. I conjured a pair of sunglasses and put them on. The others copied me. Then, we took off, soaring into the sky.

No P.O.V

The Professor and Hank McCoy were sat in the Professors office discussing a note that had been delivered in an unusual way.

"Well, I never expected to get a letter from Albus Dumbledore delivered via Phoenix." Hank said.

"And it says that there are a few people he knows who are in need of help?" The professor asked.

"Yes, six. Three adults, and three teenagers, all of whom are of age in the wizarding world. But the teenagers are all mutants."

"And the adults?"

"One is the godfather to one of the teens. Another is an 'honorary' Uncle, his wife oh, and their baby. Seven then."

"Well, there will be rooms prepared. When should they be arriving?"

"Tomorrow morning at ten a.m." Hank answered.

"That is more than enough time."

"Apparently, two of the teens are a soul bonded couple."

"Oh?"

"They are soul mates. In the Wizarding World, they are legally married. So they'll want to share a room."

"Well, that is easily arranged, especially if they are seen as adults in the wizarding world. But I think this will take some explaining to the students."

"I believe that it will." Hank agreed.

Artemis P.O.V

We'd stopped for the night, to sleep. We'd set up a couple of wizarding tents and put up security charms, eaten and gone to sleep. Tomorrow we would reach our destination, which was apparently a safe haven for mutants. A school of sorts. A friend of Sirius and Remus had told them about it.

I curled up into a ball on my camp bed and closed my eyes. I heard a soft bark, and opened one of them, to see Sirius in the shape of Padfoot looking up at me. I moved over, and he jumped up onto the bed, and lay down beside me. I found I slept better with the familiar presence of Padfoot beside me.

I closed my eye, buried my face in my Godfathers thick fur, and fell to sleep.

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