Author note:
I understand that I have not been updating very often but school has been rather busy and I am sad to say I have held no inspiration. I have been starting plenty of different stories but nothing for the ones I have up and going. I hope that will change soon though because I enjoy completing my stories and having the sensation of completion. Now onto the story and I hope you like it.
Chapter seven
"A mind once stretched by a new idea never regains its original dimensions."
By
Unknown
Storm smiled as the sun leaked into her room. For a moment, she wondered why there wasn't any noise and then she remembered. She wasn't at Hogwarts, she was at Salem, pretending to be her twin, Tempest Dumbledore and up to date things had been pretty normal or at least she hadn't been stared at or gawked at yet.
Looking at her clock, she let a yawn leave her lips before sizing from her bed and making her way towards her bathroom. After a quick shower, she was able to blow-dry her hair and then looked at herself in the mirror. She knew that at this moment she needed to take care of her appearance especially since Tempest always did. Normally she would pull her hair into a ponytail or a braid but she could not do that, not anymore. Gently she brushed her hair before pinning back slightly. Leaving her bathroom, she made her way to her closet and got her uniform on with her fishnet stockings. To go with that she wore a pair of stiletto heel platform shoes that had a grey and black zebra print. The heel itself was four inches high while the platform was a haft an inch. She made sure a glamour was around her ankle to hide her tattoo and after that she put her necklace and took her book bag.
The bag was black leather and brand new although it had the effect that it was well used. It had two stainless steel buckles and a long strap. It also had a feather light charm and bottomless charm on it. Tempest had insisted they get the same bag and had chosen it because of its high quality. Swiftly she gathered the books for her class. Since fifth years had the choice of other classes, Tempest had agreed to let her chose the classes. Her classes this year were Transfiguration, DADA, Charms, Herbology, History of Magic, Potions, Ancient Runes, Duelling, Etiquette, Spell casting, warding, and Invention of Curses. The last three she had chosen and thanks to Tempest, she knew all she knew about Ancient Runes, Duelling, and Etiquette.
With a last look at her appearance, she left her room and was met by Damien who gave her a bright smile that she returned.
"So how did you sleep last night?" He asked.
"I slept well." She answered but his questions also brought some worry for her sister that was currently at Hogwarts. Although this would be her third day of classes, it would be her sisters first day as a Hogwarts student.
"Are you exited for Charms?" he asked and she gave him a bright smile.
"Very much we're supposed to be working on the Fire Guardian Charm today." She said her voice bubbly and filled with excitement.
"Yuppie." Damien muttered and Tempest (Storm) swiftly took his hand.
"Don't worry Damien; I'll help you with Charms." She said causing him to chuckle.
"I know you will, but man why can't they have a Charms class for idiots." Damien muttered and Tempest (Storm) gave him a slap on the arm.
"You aren't an idiot." She stated and he gave her a gentle smile that she returned. She hated when others put themselves down.
Arriving in the Great Hall, they went to the buffet area and got something to eat before leaving for class. Damien was munching on an oatmeal chocolate chip muffin while Tempest (Storm) munched on a Cinnamon bun. Each had a small carton of milk in their other hand along with a napkin.
"You know Tempest, you changed over the summer." Damien remarked causing Tempest (Storm) to freeze and look at him in shock.
"Oh." She rasped out yet Damien didn't seem to notice.
"Yeah, you changed, I don't know in what way but you did change." He stated and Tempest (Storm) let a breath leave her lips.
"Well I did have a unique summer this year." She stated and Damien let a laugh leave his lips.
At last, the duo arrived at their classroom and took their seats. The classrooms at Salem were very different from the ones at Hogwarts. The desks were on different levels and all looking down at the Professor. There were wider and the chairs were all padded for comfort. Of course, Tempest (Storm) always sat at the back of the class with Damien, Henry, and Malinda.
When the classes started Tempest (Storm) took out her notebook and started to take notes. The Fire Guardian charm was a charm used to protect one's self when facing an inferi. It was a useful spell but actually a dangerous one as well. Normally it would be taught in DADA but since it was a Charm, the Charms Professor got away with teaching it.
"Alright then, Miss Dumbledore come here." The Professor ordered and Tempest (Storm) did as told. Her heels resounded around the room as everybody watched her. "You will be the first to attempt to perform this Charm. I said, it is a variation of the Patronus Charm and needs a strong memory. When you are ready try the spell."
With that, the Professor took several steps back. For a moment, Tempest (Storm) thought about a memory. She had plenty of them but not many were very happy. Finally, she arrived at her memories of this summer and a smile formed on her lips. Raising her wand, she concentrated.
"Flama Curator!" She stated and suddenly before her very own eyes, a large streaming of flame flowed out of her wand before forming a creature; it wasn't a Stag like she expected it to be but actually a phoenix. Tempest (Storm) was reminded of Fawkes as it flew around her and suddenly a phoenix song was heard causing everybody in the classroom to smile.
"Well done, well done Miss Dumbledore!" The Professor exclaimed as the phoenix continued to fly around her. "I have never known a person to perform that spell on their first go, very impressive and impressive guardian my dear, very well done."
"Thank you Professor."
As soon as the Phoenix disappeared Tempest (Storm) ran up to her seat and sat down.
"Wow Tempest, that was amazing!" Damien whispered causing her to smile.
"Thanks, I didn't think I would get it on our first go." She breathed slightly shocked at her performance.
"Well you're a Dumbledore what do you expect." Henry joked causing a giggle to leave her lips. Yes, she was a Dumbledore.
As everybody went for a go, Tempest (Storm) started to write in a small black book she kept on her.
Sis, you would not imagine what happened today in Charms class. The Professor explained that it was a variation of the Patronus Charm and even though I know how to perform that charm, I didn't think this one would be so similar. We were doing the Flame Guardian Charm today and I got it on my first go. I'm so happy, it was so amazing and my Flame Guardian is a Phoenix. It looks just like Fawkes!
"What you writing Temp?" Damien asked and Tempest (Storm) squeaked before swiftly shutting her black book.
"Nothing, nothing." She said and Damien looked at her for a moment before nodding.
Later that night Damien sat in his room, thinking about Tempest. He didn't know what to think at the moment, the girl he sat beside today and for the past three days, wasn't like the Tempest he knew. He had noticed how she had frozen up when he stated that she had changed but he wondered why?
For a moment, he was debating going to see her before swiftly getting up and walking out of his room. Crossing the large hallway, he arrived at Tempest, door and gave a light knock. There wasn't an answer and so he opened the door. What meant his eyes was not what he expected. There Tempest lay on her bed, trashing and screaming. Closing the door, he ran to her bed and stopped her trashing. Looking around the room for something to wake her with he was suddenly brought back to her when she shot up panting and sobbing. Her shoulders shook as she cried and gently he wrapped his own arms around her causing her to flinch and turn to him with horror in her eyes that when he saw it. On her forehead, a scar, a scar that he knew only belonged to one person, Storm Potter.
"Damien, what... what are you doing here!" She asked but he couldn't speak. His eyes were on her scare. How could this be? How could Tempest have Storm Potter's scare on her forehead? "Damien!" She screamed causing him to jump.
"What... what was all that about! Why do you have a scare on your forehead, are you even Tempest Dumbledore?!" He shouted while jumping to his feet and aiming his wand at her.
For a moment the girl just looked at him before her eyes, which were filled with worry, fear and sadness grew dark and empty. Gently she picked something up and whispered something. Another voice filled the room and then the girl turned the thing to him and he was shocked. There looking at him was the same person who sat on the bed before him. It was as if they were twins.
"Damien, it's been a while." The person in the mirror whispered and he stumbled back but the girl on the bed was fast enough to summon a chair for him to sit on.
"What is happening?" He whispered eyes wide, arms dangling at his side.
"Damien, I know this is weird and it is normal but I have to ask you to listen and to understand. I can tell you that I am Tempest Dumbledore. The girl before you is my twin sister, who I found this summer, Storm Potter." The girl in the mirror stated.
"Impossible, she's a Potter you're a Dumbledore, you can't be twins!" he shouted.
"Yes we can, and we are. Our parents gave Storm to the Potters because Dumbledore Twins are literally almost unheard off. We have powers, powers that Voldemort would want and if he didn't get, kill." Tempest stated and Storm jumped in.
"James and Lily Potter adopted me in a blood adoption giving me both their blood and my birthparents blood. Nobody knew that Tempest had a twin not even our Grandparents." Storm whispered.
"But... but how did you find out and why are you both in the others life?" He asked.
"We met when I got off the Nightbus. We were both running away together. Anyway, we went to Gringotts and we found out that, Storm here was adopted and that we were twins. It was all in a letter left to the goblins by the Potters." Tempest explained.
"We decided to stay the summer together then Tempest came up with a dangerous and interesting plan. We are twins, almost identical and now identical because of the haircut and piercings. She suggested that we did a switch. I take her place at Salem and she takes my place at Hogwarts. She has always wanted to attend Hogwarts and I always wanted to be normal and not gawked at like I was back in England. I was hesitant because of Voldemort being back and after my ass, not to mention the Ministry of Magic calling me an attention-seeking brat. She pushed on though and I crumbled. "Storm explained and Damien's eyes grew wide.
"We taught each other's everything, how we acted, our spells, about our friends, everything. It took us most of the summer and then we continued to teach each other everything that we would learn in the library. Our plan was to switch right before the Exams and nobody was to know." Tempest stated.
"Until you walked into my room tonight and found me like that." Storm whispered and Damien instantly jumped back into action.
"What was that? Why were you screaming and trashing about?" He asked worried etched onto his features.
"That, that was the effects of this blasted scare. I am connected to Voldemort in some way and my scare hurts every time his emotions go high. Tonight he was angry. He couldn't get something and so he was torturing his followers. I learned tonight that I can feel all the spells he uses on his follows with pain." She answered causing both Tempest and Damien's eyes to widen and it's also when Damien noticed that Storm was shaking slightly.
"Oh god Storm, you... you have to see a Healer!" He exclaimed.
"NO! I can't they can't know who I am!" She cried out and Damien looked at her as if she was crazy. "I'll be fine; I've gone through this before."
"Storm you went through it with me, not alone." Tempest whispered.
"It's okay, really." Storm whispered.
"You are so stubborn." Tempest muttered.
"Well that makes both of us." She stated causing Damien to laugh. "What?"
"You both really are sisters." He laughed while sitting back down.
"Of course we are!" Both girls exclaimed.
"Um Damien, you won't tell anybody will you?" Storm asked her voice low and her eyes filled with hope.
"No I won't say a word about this." He agreed causing a brilliant smile to form on the two sisters lips but Storm was the only one able to tackled Damien in a hug.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, her hair tickling his nose. Damien smiled as he wrapped his own arms around her waist and held her. Three days ago if you would have told him that he would have befriended Storm Potter, he would have laughed at the person, but now, he would have called the person a seer.
For a few hours the duo spoke, Tempest had to go because she would be starting classes soon but it gave Storm and Damien enough time to really get to know each other. Finally, when Damien left Storm lay against her pillow a soft smile on her lips. Perhaps she would be able to make a good friend here at Salem.
The next morning came fast for Storm and she soon found herself in one of her new classes Warding. Swiftly taking her seat, she brought out her book and her note book along with a shiny purple pen. In less than five minutes the rest of the class arrived and then their teacher. The teacher for Warding was different from what she expected. The woman had bright red hair, clearly died that colour, and piercing amber eyes that looked like that of a wolf. She wore ripped jeans and a tank top.
"Welcome one and all to warding. If you are worried that I am going to be teaching you then don't I used to work for Gringotts bank in England as a Curse Breaker. I was known as a Mistress Warder and their best until I became fed up with the prejudice of the country." She stated and Tempest (Storm) had to stop herself from tensing. "The names, Ruby Moon and you all best call me Moon, no Professor or Miss Moon, just Moon am I understood?"
"Yes!" They all cheered and she gave a nod before waving her wand at the board where words appeared.
"Write this then, we'll talk about what you just wrote down, makes no sense if you right it down and don't understand what you wrote." She stated and hurriedly they all did as told.
In a large curly handwriting, Tempest (Storm) wrote everything as neat as she could. It didn't take long and when she finished she read over everything and gave a nod to herself. Everything she had written down was the basics of warding.
"Alright can somebody tell me what you would use wards for?" Moon asked and a few raised their hands. Tempest (Storm) looked around the room, noticing that not a lot of people did. Some were hesitant to raise their hands because they didn't know what this woman was like. "Dumbledore."
Jumping slightly Tempest (Storm) turned to look at her teacher.
"You will tell me what you would use wards for." Came the command causing Tempest (Storm) to blink.
"A person would use wards to protect things." She answered simply yet it didn't seem like it was the answer their teacher was looking for.
"Negative, I didn't ask what somebody else would use wards for I ask what you would use wards for." Moon stated and Tempest (Storm) frowned slightly. What would she use wards for?
"I would use wards to defend those I cherish, my family, and friends. I would also use wards to protect precious items to me. For instance, the Philosopher Stone that was Nicolas Flamels most well-known possession would have been warded against all who thought to use it for something bad or something." She answered and Moon gave her a look before nodding.
With that, she moved on to other people, asking them the exact same question. When she finished everybody had been questioned and the woman was sitting on her desk looking at the class.
"Most of you gave good answers; of course the one I am most interested in is yours Miss Dumbledore. Most people who speak of the Philosopher Stone speak about how they would use it to gain eternal life or riches that would surpass all. Yet you speak of warding it against those who wish to use it for their own selfish needs. Care to explain your resigning?" She asked.
"The Philosopher stone is an object of great power, with great power comes great responsibility. Sadly, many people even adults can't handle that responsibility. It would be best to just ward it against people who would use it for harm." She answered simply and Moon gave a nod.
"Exactly, well then let's continue with our lessons. Now then, you shall all be working on simple things to start, and we will work from there. Each month you will have a practical exam to see where you are and if you have improved. I'm sure if you are interested you can come to me and I can perhaps refer some books that could be of interest in your studies of wards."
With that, the lesson continued on, they talked about basic wards, about the fundamentals, things to watch for when putting wards up or bringing them down. By the end of class, Tempest (Storm) had filled over ten pages of notes. Stuffing her books into her bag, she left the class with everybody else. Her next class consisted of Transfiguration and she had it with all her friends. Sitting down at the back beside Damien, she took out her Transfiguration books and then a bright pink pen.
"Alright, answer me this, do you have a colour for each subject you're taking?" Damien asked as he spotted the pink pen.
"Yes, it's easier for notes, I learned that this summer." She answered then gave him a bright smile that he returned. "Plus, it brightens my day."
"If that brightens up your day then what do we do?" He asked while pointing to himself and their other two friends.
"Or you guys are just comic relief." She answered causing them to laugh.
"Silence, silence. Today we shall be starting Human Transfiguration!" Their teacher barked as she walked into the room.
Professor Slumb was a unique woman. She had pure white hair that was tied into a braided bun yet it was all hidden under a large royal purple witch's hat. She wore purple robes, done in the same colour, and had a set of silver spectacles perched on the tip of her nose. She reminded Tempest (Storm) of Professor McGonagall with the exception of the colouring. McGonagall had grey hair and normally wore Emerald or black, never purple. Still Professor Slumb was very talented in Transfiguration and had an animagus form as well. It wasn't a cat but a raven. She was rather strict but that was because Transfiguration is quite a dangerous art of magic. If you screwed up on it, it was highly possible that that screw up, especially in human transfiguration, would be permanent or very hard to reverse.
"Alright now, everybody will be working on themselves for the moment, I do not need to rush somebody to the infirmary because of their partner. Now then, today we shall be working on transfiguring your arm, the one you do not use your wand with, into an animal part of your chose. Your homework had been to study one animal so that you could work on doing that today." She said while looking over her spectacles to look at everybody.
"Now then, the incantation is simple. Transfiguro. You must concentrate on your arm and on the image you want it to be. It might not work the first time." She stated and then put them to work.
Looking around the room, Tempest (Storm) watched as people tried and tried to do what their teacher had taught them. Shaking her head, she pulled her wand and closed her eyes. Thinking about the arm she wanted to transfigure, she then thought about animal's limb. Waiving her wand, she tapped her arm. Opening her eyes she watched in shock and a slight sense of horror as her arm turned from its normal human arm into a wing. It the wing of a raven and so looked a little funny against her own body but still she had done it.
"Well done Miss Dumbledore." Their teacher remarked while looking at the arm critically. "Please turn it back to your human arm."
Tempest (Storm) did as told and was quite pleased to see that it had gone quite smooth.