I'm not Joanne Rowling, so I don't own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.
I see an older version of me, wearing an 'A' necklace, an 'A' jumper and a pair of jeans, and I am running through some hallways, being chased by cloaked figures. My wand was in my right sock, and I was, other than the people chasing me, completely alone. I near a door and run through it. Outside, there is a large thick block of wood, with which I block the door, stopping the cloaked figures from getting in. I take a look around. I am outside, in front of a big cliff. There is a tree nearby. I stop and lean on it. I then see a glint of sadness in my eyes.
"Aurora. I know you are out there. There's no use in hiding from me any longer. You have what I want. Now give it to me, and I won't hurt you." I know that voice... Voldemort.
"No. I... I've seen this before... you're going to kill me, or I will kill myself no matter what I do. The way I see it is I'm going down, and I'm taking this... stupid knowledge with me." I say.
"No, I don't want to hurt you; you're a very valuable tool at my disposal. Join me, and I will allow all your wishes to come true."
"I'm not afraid of you anymore. You've ruined the past 16 years of my life, and I'm not afraid anymore. You can't control me anymore. You can't scare me anymore. You can't even trick me. You can't fool me, Tom/Voldy, and my dad and Chris and her boyfriend might be under your twisted spell, in your twisted game, but not me. I'm going to tell you something I've known for 5 years now. You're going down... even if I have to go down with you, you sick bastard."
"Ah... but what if I said that I had some girls here who wanted to say hello? To their sister?"
"Then I'd call your bluff."
"I'm not talking about Christabelle."
"At least one of them will be safe... at least one of them might be able to tell you... and they won't tell you which one, ever, especially if one dies, so kill one, and you lose forever." I looked into my own eyes, and I recognised that look in my eye. It was from when I was telling lies...
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive." I then ran towards a cliff and jumped off, just as Voldemort burst through the doors, holding a slightly older blonde girl, wearing a 'I' jumper, and another cloaked figure held another one wearing an 'A' jumper, and a third wearing an 'E' jumper... if these were my sisters... how many did I have? I knew that I would have to remember those faces. 'I' and 'A' each had one green eye, and one blue, and 'E' had black eyes and black hair. Quickly, the figure I assumed to be Voldemort got his wand out, and hit me in the back with Avarda Kedavra before turning towards my sisters. My nightmare turned black as he pointed the wand in E's face.
I woke up, screaming. I was going to die, and probably these sisters I didn't even know about were going to die too. There was no escaping from it... I had never been so scared in my entire life.
Hermione was the first to wake up from my screaming.
"Rory, are you okay, what happened?"
"I had a nightmare... about my death... I... I'm going to die... I... no... I... I need Chris..." I started hyperventilating.
"I'll go get professor McGonagall. I'd get Chris, but she's a Slytherin... sorry... I'll do my best, I swear... Ginny, please take care of her..." Hermione said before rushing out of the room and to McGonagall.
A few minutes later, McGonagall came to check, and saw that Hermione had told the truth... she left Hermione with us, to bring me down to the Hospital wing, and rushed to get Professor Snape and Chrissie.
Ginny took my hand on the way down to the Hospital Wing, and she made sure that she did her very best to keep me calm, and Hermione went on ahead to alert the nurse.
We arrived a few minutes later, and Madam Pomfrey laid me down on the bed and gave me a mild sedative to stop me from panicking.
Ginny and Hermione each held one of my hands while they waited for Chris to arrive, and around ten minutes later, she was there, comforting me, and Professors Snape, Dumbledore, and McGonagall had gathered to discuss what to do with me.
"What are we supposed to do, Albus?"
"For the time being? Not much. I believe young Miss Jenkins is in need of Occlumency Lessons, but as she is only a first year, I would not advise it yet, Minerva. Severus, however, I believe that you need to take moving Christabelle into Aurora's house into serious consideration."
"But, Headmaster, what if this is just a foolish game she's playing because she's so stubborn that she believes she has to be with her sister?"
"Severus, I highly doubt that. Now, Aurora, what was it that happened in your nightmare?"
"I... um... I was... running... being chased by... Voldemort... and some other people... then I went through a door... things happened... and I died..."
"Now, Aurora, is there any possibility that this dream was just a dream?"
"All my dreams have been about Harry, or me, or Voldemort, this guy called Tom, or Harry's friends. And so far, they've either all come true, or it looks like they might come true, at least... oh, and good news, Chris, you'll have a boyfriend by the time we're 16."
"Wow..."
"Severus, I do think that you need to take moving Christabelle into Aurora's house into serious consideration."
"If it means anything, sir, then I honestly don't mind moving... I met some... amazing people tonight, and I'll miss them loads... but my sister clearly needs me."
"It's not just that, Professor Dumbledore, she knows the Slytherin password."
"Severus, you have a practised hand at potion making, I'm sure that you can make Christabelle a weak memory potion so she simply forgets Slytherin's password."
"I suppose... on the way in Madam Pomfrey did say that Miss Jenkins was to be allowed to return to her dorm once we had finished, so I'll take them both down to my room now, and brew the potions. Once Miss Jenkins has taken her potion, I will escort them back to their dormitory. It goes without saying that Miss Granger and Miss Weasley will return to their dorm rooms immediately."
Chris and I then got up and followed Professor Snape down to the dungeons. He went and worked on a bench at the other side of the room whilst I told Chrissie about my nightmare.
"Well, there's more good news, we have 3 sisters. Their names seem to begin with E, I, and A, and I and A are twins, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and one green eye, and one blue, E looks a lot different, she has black hair and black eyes. They're older than us, by maybe a year or so. Oh, and the best part is, by this time, we know who our father is."
"Wow, Rory, that's great."
"Yeah... but apparently... actually, I'd rather not say..."
"What, Rory, I'm not dead, am I?"
"No, you're not, I die... I jump off a cliff AND get hit in the back by Avarda Kedavra. There's no way that I'm going to survive that, Chris..."
"Well... maybe it won't come true..."
"Christabelle Alexandra Jenkins, you don't think I'd fall for that, now, do you?"
"No... I was just trying to... never mind..."
"Um... will you tell me about those people you met?"
"No... Not yet... I did make a friend though. He seems nice."
"Ooh, maybe that's your boyfriend!"
"Aurora Evangeline Rose Jenkins... wow our names really are mouthfuls... and don't tease me, I can tease you, but don't you dare tease me."
Just then, Professor Snape came over to us, and handed Chris a glass of some weird brown liquid.
"A shame you had to move to Gryffindor. It would have been a pleasure having you in my house."
"Thank you, Professor... Rory and I would like to know if there are any sets of siblings which have 2 blonde haired, blue and green eyed identical twins, and also another girl with black hair and eyes in maybe a year or two above us."
"You must be talking about the King triplets, Elizabeth, Isabella, and Alexandria. They are in the year above you; Elizabeth is in Slytherin, Isabella in Gryffindor, and Alexandria in Ravenclaw. Now drink the potion."
Chris quickly downed the potion.
"Thank you, professor. I'm sure you must be wondering why we asked you about them... it's just... we're adopted and we think they might be our sisters."
"Why, that's impossible, I was informed that their mother died shortly after giving birth, and they lived with their aunt."
"It's not." I said, pulling the note from our mum out and giving it to Professor Snape. "She sent us this."
He read it, and seemed to look a bit shocked, before saying. "And the only proof that they are your sisters is a nightmare... Now, off to bed with you." He handed back the note and shooed us away, locking the door behind us.
I led Chris to the dorm room, taught her the password, and then we were back to normal, and we went to bed. Ginny and Hermione were already asleep.
I resolved the slytherin issue :) But, as you might start to see, she really is more suited to Slytherin. In the next chapter, I'll tell you about the competition. Oh, and yes, the nightmare will come true, but not everything will be as it seems, I already know that for sure.
Kaisha :)
