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Harry Potter

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Dumbledor's Secret

Chapter6

"Everyone! May I introduce Mary Stareye! She is a foreign exchange student from America! Since she did not wish to make you wait for your meal, she has been sorted into the Gryffindor house! Now! You may feast!"

I walked over to the Gryffindor table and spotted the 'yelling girl' from earlier. I promptly avoided her and sat down next to someone that looked remarkably like Harry! The boy on the other side of me had red hair and reminded me of Ron and his family.

"Hello! And who are you?" the red-headed boy asked.

"I'm Mary Stareye," I smiled politely at the boy.

"I'm Howard Weasly. Pleased to make your acquaintance!"

"Likewise!" I smile at Howard.

"I'm Remus Lupin," a quiet boy introduced himself.

"Hi! It's a pleasure to meet you!" I smiled; it was nice to meet him! Especially, knowing that he was to be a professor at Hogwarts in the future.

"The boy next to me is Peter Pettigrew."

I frowned at the name, and my necklace lit up, warming my skin. "Hello," Traitor! I thought angrily.

"The boy next to you is James Potter…"

"Oh, Dumbledor mentioned you while I was in his office."

James turned and smiled at me, "I'm sure it was all bad."

"Actually, he only said you were the leader, in a group called the Marauders. The only reason he mentioned you was because I heard some girl yelling your last name angrily and then saying some very… brutal commentary."

"Must've be Evans," the boy next to Harry chuckled. "I'm Sirius Black!"

"Nice to meet you," I smile kindly at him.

"So, why did you sit here?" Remus asks.

"I told someone off and I think they're still upset with me."

"Who?"

"That red-headed girl," I blushed. "She was the one yelling your name, James."

"Yep! That sounds like our little flower!" Sirius smiled.

"Are all the Slytherin's Death Eaters in training?" I casually asked a shocked Peter Pettigrew.

"I don't know, why are you asking me?" Peter gulped.

"It's just a rumor I heard from a friend."

"Most likely," Sirius shrugged.

"Looks like the Marauders gotta new girlfriend!" a boy with greasy slicked back hair sneered.

"Excuse me, but are you English?" I smiled overly sweetly at the boy.

"Yes."

"Well, you certainly do not know how to speak it," I rolled my eyes at him and began eating, while the Marauders laughed, and the boy just glared at me and the laughing group.

"She's got you there, Snivelus!" Sirius chuckled out.

"Shut up, Black!" the boy growled as he stormed away from the table.

"Good one, Mary!" James smiled at her.

"I can't tell jokes, so this is the next best thing," I shrugged, and continued eating.

"Wait up!" Mary yelled at James and the Marauders in the halls, catching up to them in only a few minutes.

"You should stay away from those people. They will only drag you down," Lucius Malfroy paraded in front of Mary.

"Actually, they won't, but you would, Malfroy," Mary glared at Lucius. "You treat people and magical creatures alike, with disdain and hatred. Just remember this; everyone will get their just rewards in the end, even the followers of Voldemort."

The entire hall was filled with a hush, and the Marauders beamed with pride, as Mary pushed past Malfroy as if he was nothing, "You'll get yours! MUDBLOOD!" Lucius shouted.

"No, I think you must have me mistaken with Voldemort. Didn't he ever tell you what his REAL name is? He didn't tell me, but I would have thought that a death eater, like you, would already have that information." Mary chuckles, "And I happen to come from a very well respected and highly ranking magical family. You wouldn't wish to anger my Uncle, Malfroy."

"YOU!" Malfroy was livid with rage, but Mary and the Marauders continued their way to Gryffindor's common room with no other obstacles.

"What took you so long?" Sirius chuckled, referring to her asking them to 'wait up' for her.

"I had to use the bathroom," Mary blushed.

"So," James frowned. "What family are you from?"

"It's on my mother's side of the family. I'm not really sure what my family is called, but I do know that we hold high rank and respect in the wizarding world. You see, my mother died shortly after my younger sister was born. My father moved us to the muggle world so that he could get away from her memory. I've only met my Uncle twice. He told me that we were related, and that we come from a very high class wizarding family. I had no idea that I even had an uncle until the first time I met him."

"Huh," Sirius frowns.

"Although, I ran into someone who said I was the reincarnation of someone called Kagome," Mary shrugged. "I'm not sure that I believe them."

"Reincarnation?" Peter squeaked.

"Yes, mouse-boy, reincarnation," Mary shot a glare at him.

"Why did you just call Peter a 'mouse-boy'?" Sirius asked curiously.

"He squeaked."

"Oh." Sirius blinked in surprise.

"Password," the fat lady demanded.

"Pickled pig's feet," James smiled at the fat lady.

"A pleasure to meet you, madam," Mary smiled at the lady in the painting as the door was opened.

"It's always a pleasure to meet a polite, young Gryffindor," the fat lady smiles. "You may enter."

The Marauder's eyes were wide with shock as Mary entered the common room and turned to grin at them, "It always pays to be nice to someone you may have to make a deal with in the future. See you in the morning!" Mary walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitory in a wonderful mood.

In the morning, Mary was up early, and quickly put on her robes and headed towards the great hall, after biding the fat lady a cheery 'good morning'. On her way to the great hall, she was grabbed from behind. Immediately, she began to struggle.

"Hold her," came a cruel voice. A hand covered her mouth, while the other hand of the owner was wrapped around her neck. Two other boys held her feet and arms, effectively keeping her in place. There were four of them in total, and the one with the cold voice was in the front. "You shall do what we say, and you won't be hurt… much. Now, all we have to do is get Lily Evan's, after this."

Mary glared at the form of who she knew to be Lucius Malfroy. She tensed her muscles, and licked the hand in front of her. Then, she bit down, hard, on that same hand as it let go of her mouth, then she screamed, "HELP!" One of her captors slapped her hard. Footsteps signaled to Mary that help was on the way.

Surprisingly, it was James! When he saw who was holding her, he lashed out with his fists and caught Malfroy with a clip to the jaw, and the other three were forcefully thrown into the walls, "Mary, are you alright?"

"James…" Mary began to sob, falling to the cold stone floor in a heap. James frowned, crouching down on the ground, and fixed her into a tight hug. "They… were going to…" Mary cried into his robes.

"Hey, it's over now. They didn't hurt you, did they?" James frowned.

"They only slapped me, once," Mary whispered into James' protective hug.

James saw a fellow Gryffindor scooting by, "Hey! Get Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and P…"

"Not Peter. Please, I need to talk to Lily."

"And get Lily Evans! Tell them that it's important!"

"Thank you," Mary whispered.

Shortly, Sirius arrived with the others in tow, "What's up Prongs?"

"This had better be important, Potter!" Lily glared at him.

"It is! Mary was attacked by a gang of four boys, and Snape was one of them!" James fumed.

"Why?" Lily asked.

"How the heck should I know?" James glares at Lily.

"I think we should talk somewhere with less prying ears," Remus frowned.

"The room of requirement?" Sirius suggested.

"No," Mary pulled slightly away from James. "We should go to see Myrtle."

"MARY! That's a GIRL'S bathroom!" Lily yelped.

"One that no one ever goes in, except me. We won't have prying ears, and Myrtle and I are friends. She's rather nice, for a ghost," Mary smiled sadly at Lily and the boys.

"Cool! A girl's bathroom!" Sirius smiled.

"You want to get off of me, now?" James raised his eyebrow at Mary.

"Sorry, and I apologize for getting your robes all wet," Mary smiled and stood up, her tearstained face still damp.

"Why don't you walk by me," Sirius placed his arm around Mary's shoulders. Mary gladly took the protection he offered, nervously clutching his hand on her shoulder. Together, they all walked into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

"You're boys! This is a girl's bathroom!" Myrtle crowed.

"Myrtle…" Mary began.

"Mary, why did you bring boys here?" Myrtle pouted.

"They're my friends. Myrtle, please don't be angry at them. This is the only place that doesn't have a set of ears, and I needed to talk to you, too."

"Alright, Mary, they are welcome, for now."

All of the people took a seat, waiting for Mary to tell her story, "Well, I was heading down to the great hall for breakfast, when I was grabbed from behind by Snape. Malfroy was there and two other boys. I couldn't see the other two, but I struggled, and they said not to move and I wouldn't get hurt, much. Then they said after they were done with me, that they were going after Lily. I licked Snape's hand to gross him out, and then I bit him. That reminds me, could I have a toothbrush?"

"Acceio toothbrush and toothpaste!" Remus made the objects in need appear.

Mary gladly took them and got rid of her Snape germs, "Well, then I screamed for help. James appeared and took the guys down in a flash."

"So, what were they trying to do?" Myrtle cocked her head.

"I think they were going to rape me," Mary grabbed her knees and pulled them close to her body.

Sirius pulled Mary into his lap and gently smiled at her, "I guess we need to guard the girls. We should make it so that one of us is around at all times."

"What about when Remus' mother gets sick?"

"Lily and I could stay in our room," Mary swallowed, gently leaning back into Sirius' comforting presence. "I'm going to need to talk to Dumbledor, and let him know."

"What about your uncle?" Remus frowned.

"Dumbledor will surely notify him," Lily responded automatically.

It was the night of the full moon. Dumbledor had been alerted to Slytherin's horrible misdeeds, and had deducted points every chance he had from them. Mary frowned and went to the window. She smiled as she looked at the stars. Her eyes widened as she watched the Marauders transformed from their animagi form into their normal ones. She decided to wait for them down in the common room.

"That wasn't as bad as last time," Sirius sighed as he entered the common room.

"You guys really shouldn't transform until you're hidden from all views of the castle," Mary frowned at them. The guys looked up at her in horror. "Don't worry about it; I'll keep it a secret. Besides, why would I want my best friends sent to Azkaban?"

"You won't tell?" James frowned.

"No, I won't tell, because I have secrets of my own."

"Okay…" Sirius frowned.

"I know about Remus too," Mary watched their faces pale. "As I said before, I won't tell anyone."

"How can we be sure?" Peter wrinkles his nose.

"Let's get this across, Petey, I don't like you, you don't like me. Live with it!" Mary glared at Peter, "You want me to tell you a secret of mine? I'll tell the rest of the Marauders, but not you, Peter."

"Fine!" Peter hissed angrily and stormed up to his room.

"Why ever did we make him a Marauder?" Sirius stared at James in askance.

"I think we took pity on him."

"Okay…" Mary frowned. "Which secret would screw up my life more than it is now?" Mary tapped her finger on her chin in thought, "Oh, yes I know which one. Dumbledor is my Uncle."

"WHAT!" both boys yelped.

"Shh! You don't want to wake everyone!" Mary looked very nervous as she bit her lip.

"You mean to tell me that we're hanging out with Dumbledor's niece?" Sirius was in shock.

"Yeah, only that isn't the only thing. I'm also from the future, and I've met James' son."

"I have a son?" James sat down hard on a stuffed chair.

"Yeah, he's really nice, looks like you too, except for the eyes," I smiled at him. "He's a friend of mine. His friends are worse than mouse-boy, at times. His one friend is a really smart girl who just happens to be a book worm. His other mate accuses people of the strangest things and is in a family of…seven, I believe. His father works for the ministry of magic. James, your son is Voldemort's arch enemy, and famous throughout the wizarding world."

"Wow. That's a lot to take in," James frowned.

"Oh yeah! I forgot to mention that Sirius is his godfather!"

"I must have been drunk when I did that," James sighed.

"Actually, it was one of the best things you could have done. Although, I feel rather sorry for your son. He's going to live through a curse, his life will be filled with adventure and tragedy, and he's the one that will, eventually, have to kill Voldemort," Mary sighed. "I miss him a lot more than I thought I did. I even miss my ever missing father and rambunctious little sister. The only thing that I can think about is that my mom's still alive, right now, and I'll always have Uncle Albus."

"I know how we can get her to keep our secret!" Peter chuckled in the morning as the boys woke up.

"How?" Sirius yawned.

"Make her animagi!" Peter grinned.

"We'll talk to her about it," James sighed.

"Remus will be in the hospital most of the morning," Sirius sighed in boredom as the three of them walked down to the common room.

"Hey guys," Mary smiled and waved at them.

"Meet Sirius and me in Myrtle's bathroom after breakfast," James frowned and walked away from her, clutching his head.