Ok, so here's the third chapter. this one is longer than the other two were, so read and enjoy! oh yea, and i would apprecaiate it if i got some more reviews...thanks D
-Katie
i dont own Harry Potter, but if i did, then would have the Deathly Hallows in my posession. wow, wouldn't that be great. i can't wait till the summer. lol, anyway, go read! lol
"Enter."
Katie and Harry walked into Dumbledore's office. Filch turned and walked away. Katie looked around at the office that she had never actually been in, but all the same knew so well from her beloved books. Everything was just as it was in the books. The little silver instruments on the tables, and the portraits of the former Headmasters displayed proudly on the walls. How can this all be so real? Katie wondered to herself.
Dumbledore snapped her out of her trance. "I suppose that Mr. Filch has already told you why you are here."
"Professor, we didn't do anything, I swear!"
"Honest, Sir, we've been in the Great Hall the whole time!"
Dumbledore just looked confused. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow at them. "I beg your pardon?"
Katie and Harry looked at each other, confused, for the second time in ten minutes. "Filch. He said that we were in trouble."
Dumbledore just looked at them.
"He said that we were risking expulsion."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Whatever Mr. Filch has said to you, you can regard as untrue. I have asked you here to ask you a favor, Harry. Katie still has to have her first five years of magical education. I was wondering whether you, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger were willing to tutor her."
"When you said tutor, I didn't know that you meant people my own age." Katie said.
"If you would rather have someone older tutor you, we can find someone." Dumbledore told her. Harry's heart sank. He liked the idea of giving Katie private lessons.
"No!" said Katie immediately "I would love to have them teach me!"
"Only if they are willing, of course" Said Dumbledore, turning to Harry.
"Yeah, we'll do it!" said Harry, smiling.
"Well, that's settled, then. Goodnight Harry, Katie."
"Goodnight Sir."
Harry turned to leave, but Katie stayed where she was.
"Harry, I have something to tell Professor Dumbledore. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Alright" said Harry, shrugging "See you tomorrow." As soon as the door closed behind Harry, Katie spoke "Erm, Professor, I wanted to tell you something."
Dumbledore nodded, indicating that he was listening.
"Well, you see, in the muggle world, there's this woman, J.K. Rowing, and, well, she's the author of this series of books." She paused.
Dumbledore nodded again, silently telling her to go on.
Katie took a deep breath. "There are six of them so far- the books, I mean- 'cause she's still writing the seventh, and each book is dedicated to each of Harry Potter's seven years at Hogwarts." She said with the last of her breath. There was silence.
To Katie's utter surprise, Dumbledore said, "I know."
Katie was at a loss for words. She simple didn't know what to say. All that came out was, "You know?"
"Yes."
"But…how?" Katie was extremely confused.
"Have you read all of these books Katie?" he asked.
Katie thought that this was an odd question, but she answered, "Yea, I read them."
"Well then Katie, take a seat."
If Katie thought that this was odd, she was completely unprepared for what Dumbledore said next.
"Seventeen years ago, a prophecy was made about Harry and Lord Voldemort, as I'm sure that you know."
"Yeah, it was in the fifth book." Katie said.
"Yes, and now, because Harry is destined to destroy Lord Voldemort on the end, Voldemort has made it his sole concern to kill Harry before Harry kills him. That makes sense to you, does it not?"
Katie nodded, and Dumbledore continued, "But ever since he found out a certain piece of information, Voldemort has now not one main concern, but two."
"Er, and what was that piece of information, sir?" Katie asked.
"Seventeen years ago, when Voldemort was at the height of his powers, he had greater numbers of faithful Death Eaters that you could imagine. One of these Death Eaters' name was Narcissa, Narcissa Black. Now at the time, Narcissa was one of Voldemort's most trusted Death Eaters. She was always chosen to be on Voldemort's most dangerous tasks and was trusted greatly by the Dark Lord. Now, one day, Narcissa fell in love with another Death Eater. Two years later, they were married and had children- twins. A baby boy and a baby girl." Dumbledore paused. Then he said, "The Death Eater that Narcissa married was Lucius Malfoy, and the baby girl was you."
Katie just sat there. She was about to say 'ha ha, nice joke professor', but then she remembered that Dumbledore never lied, and she had never heard him tell a joke. She just sat there, not believing what he had just said, and not seeing how it could possibly be true. But it couldn't be true. It just didn't make and sense. Maybe Dumbledore had the wrong person… but no, Dumbledore never made mistakes, either.
Katie had always been told that her parents had died in a plane accident when she was only a year old, that she was raised in an orphanage until, at the age of five, adopted by Elizabeth and Matthew Sennot. The second part was true, but apparently, her parents hadn't died, and they were alive, right now…
Katie was at a loss for words. She opened and then closed her mouth several times before finally speaking. "You mean that my real parents are Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy?" Katie asked, not even believing it coming from her own mouth.
"I'm afraid so, Katie. And I don't know if you've realized, but, well, this also means that Draco Malfoy is your...your brother."
It took a minute for all of this information to sink in.
"What?!! But, but, but, Professor! He can't be- my- my- but, I'm absolutely nothing like him!...We're completely different! And they can't be my parents! They're Death Eaters! And they practically worship Voldemort!" Katie sat in the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk moodily. "I mean, just look a them! I can't possibly be related to Malfoy! For one thing, he's a Slytherin! And I'm in Gryffindor for crying out loud! He's mean, selfish, and extremely arrogant, while I'm the complete opposite!"
"Katie, I know that you're not very happy about this news, but I assure you that it's true. And… there's something else as well."
"Great" Katie muttered.
"You remember what I said before, about Voldemort's two main concerns?"
Katie didn't think that this sounded too bad. "Yea"
"Well, as I'm sure you know, Voldemort was absolutely furious about the fact that Lucius had one: failed to retrieve the prophecy, two: that the prophecy had broken while under his care, three: that Lucius had allowed such chaos go on at the Ministry, because he was supposed to be in charge, and four: that he had gotten himself captured and imprisoned in Azkaban, along with very many of Voldemort's other most trusted supporters. Voldemort has decided to punish Lucius by taking away the on thing he still has: his family. And even though the Malfoys don't care even a little bit about you, you are still considered Lucius's child."
"So what you're saying is that… that Voldemort's after me?" asked Katie, silently praying that the answer would be 'no'.
"Yes, Katie, he is after you, but let me remind you that you are in the safest place that you could possibly be in this situation: Hogwarts. And as long as you are under my care, Katie, I assure you that you cannot be harmed."
Katie nodded, a little relieved.
"And if you're not completely convinced that you are safe, just take a look at Harry. He's in just as much danger as you are, but he is content here because he knows that he is safe." Dumbledore looked at his watch. "Well, Katie, I think that it is time for you to be going now. You have a lot of learning to do tomorrow. Unless you already have a full six years of magical knowledge from those books?"
"No, sir. I know most of the incantations, but I've never actually tried to cast them before, and I'm sure than it's a lot harder than it looks."
"I see. Well then, Katie, I hope that you get a good night's sleep."
"Good night sir." Katie opened the door to Dumbledore's office, then stopped. "Professor, is it alright if I tell Harry, Ron and Hermione what we talked about?"
Dumbledore thought for a couple seconds, then said, "Yes, Katie, it's alright."
Katie walked into the Gryffindor common room to find Harry, Ron, and Hermione sitting in the chairs closest to the fire.
"Katie, what took so long? Harry got back ages ago."
"I was talking with Dumbledore, and I'm going to tell you guys everything he said." Katie sat down in one of the chairs and began with the Harry Potter books in the muggle world. Katie told them everything- about J.K. Rowling, about the seven books, what kind of information was in the books, how they were the main characters, and how weird it was to find yourself in a fictional book-literally. And when she was finished with all of that, told them about her…family.
The four of them stayed up for hours discussing everything.
"That's kind of scary, though. I mean, how does Rowling know all this? I've definitely never heard of her before." Said Hermione anxiously.
"I dunno, but she can't be spying on us, 'cause she's already written the sixth book, and you guys are only starting now. She must be some kind of fortune teller or something." Katie said.
"Well if she's a fortune teller, she's awfully good. She should replace Trelawney." Harry said, and all four of them started to laugh. Katie caught his eye, and they both blushed and looked away quickly. When they were finished laughing, Ron said, "Well, no offense, Katie, but I think that it's kind of weird, and a little gross that you're related to the Malfoys."
"Do you think I care about the fact that they're all I have for a family? Personally, I think that it's absolutely disgusting. And I'm perfectly fine with the fact that the lot of them hate my guts, because I feel the exact same way about them."
"Katie, I know exactly how you feel. I mean, just look at the Dursleys. Actually, now that I see what kind of family you have, Katie, I think that I'm actually lucky to have a family as nice as the Dursleys." Harry said, laughing. Ron, Hermione, and Katie started to laugh, too. When they finished making fun of the Malfoys and the Dursleys, Hermione said, "So Katie, when do you want to start your lessons?"
"Tomorrow would be good, seeing as its Saturday." Ron said.
Hermione turned to him, "Is your name Katie?"
"I was just saying-" he started to say, but he was cut off by Harry, "Hermione, you can teach Katie Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, History of Magic, Potions, and Astronomy. Since, you know, you're top of the year and well, you know, you're just so smart."
"Oh really? Gee Harry, I'm so flattered that I've just decided that you and Ron don't have to do anything to help."
"Wow! Really?"
"Sure! The two of you can just sit back on your fat arses and do absolutely nothing!" she said with a fake smile. Katie laughed. Harry looked at her, smiling, and her face turned bright pink.
"I think that Harry should do teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. You know, kind of like last year, with the D.A." Hermione suggested.
"Ok."
"Then what'll I teach her?" asked Ron, feeling a little left out.
"Ron, you can teach her 'Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow-" Harry said, laughing.
"Shut up Harry" Said Ron, throwing a pillow at him.
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