A/N: Don't own Harry Potter! Send me a review, just tell me if you liked it, what your favourite line was, if you had to cry while you read it... Something like that. Love, Luciana.
Chapter seven; More conversations and a ball.
'What is this? A less effective form of the Spanish Inquisition? Katherine, you want to know if we were abused at home. Just ask the questions you want answers on.' Gabriel stood and walked to the window, staring like the stars, like Cicile did before him. 'If you want me to ask it like that, then I will. Were you abused by your parents?' Cicile looked at her and a sole tear fell of her cheek. 'No. We weren't abused by our parents.' Sirius gave her a handkerchief. 'Dear,' he began, 'we are here to help you. You can trust us. I promise.' Cicile laughed and cried at the same time. 'You need to help Harry. Not us. We will live. We survived everything so far. Nothing to worry about.'
Sirius spoke. 'Definitely something to worry about. We are your parents now. You can trust us and we have a right to know these things. Just your history. I'm not asking for you deepest wishes and secrets! Like, the letter from the raven? What was that about?' Cicile stood up and became angry. 'Adults should know when to keep their mouths shut and when not. Is there anything else you wanted to talk about? About what the teachers think of us? About how you fear that I am a dark witch? About how you fear that I am a bad influence on Harry and Sophia? Because that is what you want to know. That is what you are worried about. If it is such a problem, fine. I'll go.' Cicile walked out of the kitchen and back to her room, to take her bag and a cloak. When she came back and wanted to open the door, Sirius stopped her. 'And where exactly do you think that you're going?' Cicile turned around. 'I'll find a place. I'll find a flat or something like that where I can live for the coming week. I am done with this.' Gabriel walked towards her and took her arm. 'Gabriel, let go. I cannot be held responsible for my actions right now.' 'Cicile. I'm done with this. I know you have secrets. You know I have secrets. But we can at least trust each other. I know you don't want this. I know you never wanted it. But you can't keep running. Cause everywhere you'll look, there will be where you fled from. Trust me.' Cicile looked at him. 'I just need time, Gabriel. Just like you asked for a few months ago. I'll be back. I promise. But just.. just give me some time.' She opened the door and stepped outside. 'I'll be back' she said, and she walked away.
Katherine didn't know what happened and was confused when only Sirius and Gabriel came back. 'Where's Cicile? Is she tired?' Sirius shook his head. 'She just walked out of the house. She had a bag and a cloak, and that was it. She said she'd be back in a few days.' Gabriel looked at Sirius. 'She won't. She won't be back. At least, not here. It will be a miracle if she's at Hogwarts at the end of the break.' He fell on the couch. Katherine looked at him. 'And why do you say that?' 'Because I know her. I would do exactly the same. Look, it is amazing that you are worried about us. Really. But we have our own problems to deal with right now. We just lost everyone we had, came to a new country, new school, new people. Cicile is different than I am. I get mad, once in a while, and destroy things. She doesn't have something to pin it on.' 'We have to look for her! She's a child, for god sake! She needs to have a parental figure who tells her that this cannot be tolerated!' Gabriel smiled. 'She's clever, my sister. We are emancipated. You have nothing to say about us. She'll survive. With or without some scratches, but she'll survive.' Katherine looked at him. 'And why are you emancipated? Didn't you trust us enough?' He stared at the sealing. 'Oh, I definitely trust you. It are others who I don't trust. Take Dumbledore, for example. Did you know that he tried to get custody over us? Or that he tried to get into our bank accounts?' Sirius looked dumbfounded. He never thought that Dumbledore would do something like that.
Cicile found a hotel room for the coming three nights in London. She threw her bag on her bed and took out a notebook. She opened it at the first page. A page about her. She'd written everything about Luna Lovegood at that page. She looked at it, and turned it. The following pages were full with schemes and plots, to make sure that everyone here would survive. She closed her notebook again and thought about what would happen. After a few hours thinking about things she had to say to Gabriel, she fell asleep.
Three days went. Cicile wasn't back yet, and Katherine wondered if she'd been too harsh on the girl. She'd asked Sirius, but he told her he didn't know. So, as a last resort, she turned to her brother. 'Gabriel? Can you please go find her? I never meant to say it that way. I promise.' She stood at the threshold of Gabriel's room. 'Katherine, I wish it was that easy. She's a private girl and never actually shows her emotions. She became mad three days ago, meaning that she was serious about this. She never apologizes and never forgives. Keep that in mind.' Katherine looked at the boy. 'Please. Just tell her I'm sorry. She has to come back, I'm worried about her.' Gabriel sighed. 'Yes, she has scars. But not from what you think. We grew up in a different world. A world where we had to hide. A world where our parents thought it would be prudent to teach us how to fight. Please, just give her time to heal.' She nodded and gave Gabriel a letter. 'Send this to her, please.' She turned around and walked away.
Dear Cicile,
I'm so sorry if I did something to make your run away like this. I never meant it, know that. Sirius and I are really worried about you. Gabriel seems to adjust very well, but we don't know what to do with you. We've never been in the same situation. We don't know what it's like. Please forgive us and come home.
Love, Katherine
Cicile read the letter again. It was the fourth day since she'd run away from their house. And perhaps it was time to return. But not before meeting Gabriel. She'd asked him to come to the Leaky Cauldron, where she was sitting right now with a cup of coffee. Finally, he walked in. With Sirius behind him. They walked over to her, Gabriel looking apologetic. 'Gabriel. Sirius.' She greeted them. 'Cicile.' Her brother said. Sirius remained quiet, but sat next to the girl. She took another sip from her coffee and didn't look at him, nor at her brother. She was very clear in how she wanted to meet him. Without adult supervision. Gabriel knew what this was about, he'd suspected it since she ran away. But Sirius had to be headstrong and came with him.
Gabriel spoke after a few minutes. 'Well, Sirius, you've seen that she's okay. Why don't you do some shopping, I'll be done in a few hours. Then you can take both of us with you.' Sirius looked doubtful, but got up and walked away. They waited for five minutes and walked to Gringotts, to make sure that they had a warded room.
'Gabriel, I've missed you.' Cicile said when she hugged her brother. 'You've no idea how hard it is without you!' Gabriel smiled at her when she let go. 'What's your plan, dear sister?' They both sat at the table and Cicile began. 'First year, you had the philosopher's stone. For as far as we know, Harry found the mirror. Quirrel isn't at school. But then again, I have a feeling that he won't show up. So, to be honest, I think it's going to happen quicker than expected. We have to move, and quick.' Gabriel nodded. 'But we have to make sure that certain things won't happen.' This time, it was Cicile's turn to nod. 'Right. We can't have you expelled from Hogwarts, Harry definitely needs your help. So, everything that happens and makes teachers cross, you'll pin on me. Got it?' Gabriel shook his head. 'I don't want to do that, and you know it!' She smiled a sad smile. 'You know as well as I do that we have to. Quirrel and Voldemort? You aren't ALLOWED to kill them, because we need you to make sure that Harry survives. I'll kill them, if I have to. If Dumbledore can't get his ass back at Hogwarts in time.' Gabriel, sensing that this was the best he could get, went on to second year. 'The basilisk. Tell me, what are you going to do? First, we have to deal with Lockhart. And the car, of course. We can't let Harry and Ron come to Hogwarts that way. And no, you're not going with them.' 'Wasn't planning on. There's a reason why I don't like heights.' He smiled. 'Well? The duelling club? Harry shows his ability for parsle-tongue there. What are we going to do about that?' It remained silent for a moment. 'We have to let it happen. We can't do anything, unless Harry doesn't speak it.' He nodded. 'And the basilisk?' 'The first one who hears a voice, gets the other and we'll kill it. Along with Tom Riddle.' He nodded and looked at his sister. 'Cicy, what's going on?' She looked at him, and he could almost see something like guilt. 'Nothing, Gabriel.' He scowled. 'I know there's something on. I can tell when someone lies, remember? Now, be honest.' She leaned back in her chair. 'It's just hard on me' Gabriel interrupted her. 'Don't give me that bullshit again. I know that's a lie. At Hogwarts you were like this as well. What's going on, Cicile?' She looked away. 'I'm a seer, Gabriel. There's a reason why I refused to take deviation, why Runes are so easy to read for me. I can sense the future.' He didn't know what to say. 'Well, that certainly is new information..' She smirked. 'And when exactly did you plan on telling me?' She looked at her brother. 'You're the first one I've ever told.'
