The Four Heirs

(A/N: Chapter 3 was real short...only 24 paragraphs, not as big as the first and second but those chapters took a lot longer. I picked Professor Lupin to be the D.A.D.A teacher this year...because he's my absolutely favorite teacher ever! You'll see more of him in the next chapters. Anyways...I don't own Harry Potter J.K.Rowling does.)

Chapter Four: Reality of a Lewd Banshee

It never really hit Harry that this was his last year of school for him, until he thought of where he was going to live, and what he was going to be. Harry utterly upset about this drifted off to deep thinking until Draco slammed the door of the portrait. Harry ran his fingers through his hair ignored Draco and his sudden burst of anger. Brooke sat by Harry and touched his arm, "What's wrong Harry?" she asked with her biggest puppy eyes, knowing Harry was a sucker when she gave him that look.

Harry hugged her, "What are you going to be when you leave school?" Harry asked in a daze. Brooke thought about it for a while she finally answered slowly, "I don't know actually, an artist of some sort." Harry looked at the floor still thinking about careers to support Brooke and one day their kids. "Is The Famous Potter worried about not having a job after this?" Malfoy teased still mad about something.

"Exactly what are you going to be Malfoy? Are you become a deatheater like your good ole' dad?" Harry snapped in disgust with the Malfoy family. Before Draco could start shouting at Harry about disgracing and calling his father a death eater Ceres interrupted cutting Draco off.

"If you want a real career, become an Auror like I am. It's everything that you could want, defeating Voldemort. I personally want to kill the deatheater that killed my father, that's my motivation." Ceres said with hints of anger in her tone. "I was thinking about that, but it seems difficult." Harry sighed and he scratched his head in thought.

"You just do what you want Harry. There are tons of things you can do." Brooke said enthusiastically. Her voice filled with joy and hope, Harry hugged her tightly. He truly loved Brooke, her smile, the way she talked, and she was very optimistic about things. "Yes, everything is so simple with the famous Harry Potter." Draco snarled and slammed the door to his bedroom.

"I wonder what he's so mad about?" Brooke wondered her head cocked to one side. Ceres shrugged; "I don't bother to ask" she mumbled and turned to Harry. "I think an Auror would be a good job for you Harry, it suits your personality and past." She said and went to her bedroom.

"I'm going to the Great Hall...do want to come with me?" Brooke said and tugged on Harry's hands to get up. Harry smiled and got up, "Yes, it's dinner time anyways." He answered and kissed Brooke's head. "I think we get to see the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher at dinner! He was here all day, I heard." Brooke cheered and rushed Harry out of the room. Brooke rushed Harry all the way to the Great Hall and then jolted off to her table like a bouncing rabbit.

Harry sat down with Hermione, Ron and Ginny. "Hey you guys." Harry greeted them with a huge smile. Hermione, Ron and Ginny gave him a huge smile back. "Hiya Harry." They all said cheerfully all three of them beaming with happiness. It was a little bit unrealistic how happy they were. "Hello Harry." a professor said behind Harry. Harry looked up and saw Professor Lupin. "Professor Lupin!?" Harry almost shouted.

"Well thank you for breaking my ear drums, I've wanted to see all day but you never come out of your dormitory do you?" He said smiling, he looked tired as usual. Professor Lupin sat next Harry, "How have you been anyways, Miss Angstrom told me that you were one of heirs, she speaks nicely of you. Isn't she the one that your supposed to end up with anyways?" he asked puzzled. Harry shook his head, "Nah, Brooke Chandler she's in Hufflepuff. I've been fine, trying to keep up with school work and still have a life. What about you?" Harry said quickly.

"I've been fine, tired as usual. Many parents wanted me back as the Defense against the Dark Arts teachers since Made Eye left, which surprised me. But other than that, I've been fine. Have the Dursley's treated you well?" Lupin asked concerned. Harry didn't want to tell him the truth that the Dursley's where treating him like dirt. When ever the Dursley's couldn't dump him anywhere they would have to bring him along and he would bring to much attention to himself since he was a very attractive teenager.(Which got Dudley boiling mad jealous.)When they would get home he would be locked up in his room for weeks on end without anything to eat.

"Fine, they're not as bad anymore." Harry lied. Ron snorted, "Yeah right Harry, locking you up in your room without anything to eat for weeks." Harry gave him a 'shut the hell up' look quickly and looked back at Professor Lupin. Lupin looked at Harry put his hand on his shoulder, "Seriously, are they abusing you?" Harry laughed nervously and Hermione elbowed him in his back and hissed, "Tell him the truth."

"Yeah, a little." Harry admitted but then he hurried up with his words nervously he rushed, "I won't have to bother with them anymore. I just need an apartment, find a job, and hopefully keep the job. I won't have to see them anymore for the rest of my life, it's not that bad. I lived, so it's nothing I can't handle." Professor Lupin sighed and got up, "We'll have to talk about this later Harry. I need to go. Meet me in my office around ten o'clock alright?" he said and went to the High Table.

Harry gave Ron a cold stare, Ron put his hands up and apologized, "Sorry Harry. It's just...it just slipped out." Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his messy hair, "Hey you can always stay with us." Ginny said sipping her pumpkin juice. Harry shook his head no, "I can't rely on you guys you have enough to worry about." He said. Before any of his friends answered someone called out to Harry. "Hey Harry." Ceres said her dress and cape billowing behind her as she walked. She was holding a package and she thrust it out of her hands into Harry's hands not intentionally thrusting it. "I got this package from Draco's eagle don't know how the poor thing got it but it did, anyways it has your name on it. The package petrified the poor bird so I tried stripping it, and it didn't work." Ceres said, Harry looked at the small box. Harry shook it a little, no sound, like nothing was in there he put it on the table. In etched letters on the box said:

To: Mr. Harry J. Potter

(Open it in the Great Hall.)

From: Fate

Harry looked at Ceres, "Who the hell is Fate?" Harry remarked. The three Gryffindor's shrugged. Ceres looked at the box pondering about it she finally said something to break the silence. "Fate is a ghost in our castle. That's all I know about her personally, you don't see her too often, and I've never really seen her I've just heard fables about her from my grandparents." Harry looked at Hermione pleading for some answer, "Do you know anything Hermione?" he asked.

Harry's words interrupted Hermione's thoughts she quickly spoke, "I would give it to Dumbledore..." Harry picked up the package heading to Dumbledore but the package jumped out of his hands and landed on the table and then the package opened itself, huge green ghost hands came out of the box and ripped itself open. The room became very cold and in dark eerie green letters it said:

'To the heirs

I must say

to be aware

that your friends

are no longer safe

old love of one man

shall die if not wise

to keep thee hands off

do hearsay to keep away.'

The words came together and formed a face of a beautiful woman, in a blink of an eye she became an ugly banshee and she screamed and went right to the door and through Draco who stood with his petrified eagle. Draco went pale as the banshee went through him, then the banshee went straight to Harry unsatisfied that Draco wasn't the right person, and went through him shrieking the loudest she could. The students covered there ears and looked horrified. The Banshee went inside Harry screaming she was clinging to his side half of her ghostly body was inside of Harry. Harry himself was screaming, since it felt like the banshee was slicing him open. Seamus Finnigan, a couple seats down from Ginny, passed out from fright and all the screaming coming out of the banshee and Harry. Ceres stood up raised her wand and shouted at the banshee, "ENFLADIAR!"

The banshee was squeezed out of Harry and then it caught on fire, screaming even louder than before she burst into flames and went straight through the wall. The screaming stopped in the Great Hall; every one was paler than the Fat Friar who stood open mouthed over the Hufflepuff table. Harry clutched his side and looked at his hands, they were covered in blood. The banshee was really cutting him open by the side, "We better get you to the Hospital Wing Harry." Ceres said impatiently.

Ron mouth flew open but nothing came out, he stood by Harry. Harry felt dizzy and his eyes rolled up in his head and he passed out falling on top of Ron.

Harry woke up Brooke by his side holding one of his hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Draco's eagle stood at the foot of his bed looking at Harry, Harry tried to sit up but a jolt of pain made him lie back down. "What was that?" he asked his friend Hermione and Ron. They looked at each other trying to find the answer in the eyes of there best friend.

"A lewd banshee, there a mixture of a banshee and a ghost, and they can take over human bodies but it's obviously very painful to the human. The lewd banshee slices the side of the human and slowly feeds itself to the flesh. The only ghost that is known to create these lewd banshee's is Fate," Ceres said calmly standing behind Brooke. Hermione looked disgusted, "How can you say something like that? He could of died!" she shouted angrily

"He didn't die, did he? So there is nothing to be upset about. Fate was only giving him a warning, she wouldn't of killed him." Ceres cackled looking dazed, her eyes were gun metal black and she didn't blink at all. Harry looked at her searching for answers and then a ghost came out of Ceres's body cackling loudly. "I wouldn't of killed him. I only wanted to warn the boy! If he gets near his old love than she shall die!" the ghost Fate said and dove into Harry's bed going through it cackling evilly all the way.

Ceres blinked her eyes a couple times, "Hmm...what happened? The last thing I remember is casting a spell on that lewd banshee." She said and rubbed her head. "You scare me." Ron said wide eyed. Brooke looked even paler than before, "I don't feel to well." She mumbled.

Hermione fainted and fell into Ron's arms. Harry shook his head, and touched Brooke's face. "Are you alright? You look terrified." He asked Brooke. She shook her head no, "I'm not, it feels like some one ripped open my side." She said wincing a little. "Come on, come on. Let's get these kids to a bed. Oh my...did Miss Granger faint too? Professor Lupin please assist me." Madame Pomfrey, the school nurse, said.

"I will Poppy." Professor Lupin said taking Hermione to an empty bed. Professor Snape came in carrying Seamus; well he wasn't really carrying Seamus. Seamus was slung over Professor Snape's shoulder. "Where do you want me to put Finnigan, Poppy?" he asked. "Over there." She pointed to a bed. Then Madame Pomfrey looked at Brooke, "Dear you don't look well, is everything okay?" she asked.

Before Brooke could answer, Ceres picked her up and carried her to bed next to Harry's. "She's getting the after effects, from Harry's attack." Ceres said her voice filled with pity for Brooke. Brooke clutched her side curling up in a ball she started crying the pain hurt so much. Ceres wiped some of the tears from Brookes face, and sat down next to her. Brooke grabbed onto Ceres' arm and held on tight.

Harry watched this all from his bed, the pain was numbing a little. He looked over and saw Hermione still passed out, he looked across from him Seamus lay there he was so pale that his clothes and hair was the only things that standing out from the sheets. Harry remembered that when they had that boggart lesson in the third year, Seamus' fear was a banshee that's what the boggart took form off for Seamus.

He looked at Professor Lupin, Professor Snape, and Madame Pomfrey in the corner talking to each other and with other teachers that just arrived to make sure they were alright. Ron was the only one standing of the students, he was between Hermione and Harry's bed, and Ron's eyes where closed he was deep in thought. "Ron." Harry croaked.

Ron looked over at Harry and smiled weakly, "Yeah, Harry?" he said a little loudly than the whispers of the teachers. "Is every day going to be like this?" Harry asked looking at his best friend. "Hell, I hope not. You people will give me gray hairs." Ron said chuckling. The two chuckled at Ron's joke.