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Dedications: Chapter dedicated too: Fan of Fics, 10th Squad 3rd Seat, Angel JJK and KingdomHeartsNerd.
In Responses: To Fan of Fics: Yeah. I figured it would be more original if Phoebe fell into Quirrell rather copying the book word for word and having Hermione do it. Although Hermione did play her part because she bumped into Phoebe, and sent Phoebe hurtling into the row in front.
Nothing more to say, except...enjoy.
Harry Potter: The Dark Lord's Downfall
Summary: For ten years she was kept a secret, not it's time for the Wizarding world to finally meet Phoebe, as she sets out to prove that not all Malfoy's support the Dark Lord.
Christmas was coming.
Phoebe could feel it. The air was getting colder, the skies were becoming stormier and snow was starting to set on the highest peaks of the mountains.
A few owls that had made the long trip north had gotten caught in the Blizzard that had hit a week before the end of term and covered the whole castle in six feet of snow, while the Owls were nursed back to health by Hagrid.
One morning Phoebe was awoken to Athena tapping at her window as she tried her very hardest to remain airborne and not get blown away by the high winds. After rescuing the poor eagle, Phoebe found that she had another permanent room-mate seeing as Athena had decided she wanted to make herself a home on top of Phoebe's canopy bed.
About three days before the end of term, Professor McGonagall rounded up the Gryffindor's and took names of those that would be going home for the Christmas holidays. She found Phoebe and James down in the Entrance Hall with Ashlyn and first year Hufflepuff by the name of Amelia Thompson.
"Miss Blackheart, Mr. Black," Professor McGonagall nodded at each of them "I am just enquiring on whether or not you will be staying at the castle for the holidays or will you each be going home?"
James looked up "I'll be going home, Professor" he answered
"Me too." Phoebe nodded "I'm supposed to report to Professor Blackheart's office at the end of the week, just as everyone leaves on the train."
Professor McGonagall nodded in understanding and jotted their names down under the Going Home title.
Once the Head of Gryffindor had walked away, Amelia turned to Phoebe "Will you be in England for Christmas?" she asked
"No," Phoebe answered "I'll be going home to Portugal. My grandparents live in Portugal, they're not very welcome here in England for reason's unknown and so I have lived in Portugal my entire life."
Amelia nodded "So how will you get back home?"
"Floo," Phoebe answered promptly. "This is why I have to go to Serefina's office at the end of the week."
Ashlyn looked confused "What I don't understand is, if you were raised in Portugal, how come you're attending Hogwarts? Don't they have Magical schools where you are from?"
"Of course they do," Phoebe nodded. "I was supposed to go to a school out there. But Serefina wanted me here at Hogwarts where she could keep an eye on me."
"Why?" James asked "I know you're a trouble maker and everything, but why would she want to keep an eye on you?"
Phoebe shrugged. "You'd have to ask her."
James smirked.
Amelia looked curious "What school was you going to attend if you had stayed in Portugal?"
"A Academia de Magia Elemental." Phoebe answered
Amelia, James and Ashlyn stared at their friend with wide eyes.
Phoebe snickered at them "Translation: The Elemental Academy of Magic." she answered
"Oh," the other three nodded, before the conversations changed once more.
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"Notable Magical Names of Our Time," Phoebe read as she plopped herself down into an empty chair beside Harry one night in the Library. She had just finished writing up a Charms essay to hand into Professor Flitwick before the Christmas holidays started the next morning when she had come across her friends working hard through the book shelves. "What'cha looking for?" she asked.
Ron spoke before the others two had a chance "What's it to you?" he asked, ever since Halloween night, the hatred between Ron and Phoebe had seemed to intensify just a bit further. They talked to one another but they weren't on the best of terms like Hermione seemed to be, but then again Ron didn't attempt to make friends with Phoebe as much as Harry and Hermione did. To him she was moving on their friendship, she didn't hang out with them often, and she always seemed to pop up at inconvenient times, poking her nose into things that didn't concern her.
"Nothing." Phoebe answered, with a small shrug as she flipped through pages of the book in front of her. She looked up at Harry and smiled "Enjoying the book my grandfather sent?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded; looking up from the book he was reading "It's really interesting."
Phoebe nodded "So, you here finishing the last of the homework?"
"We finished." Hermione answered, glancing sideways "You?"
"I just finished my Charms essay," Phoebe answered, showing the essay that Flitwick had set.
Hermione frowned "That was set two lessons ago. How come you're only now finishing it?"
"I asked for an extension," Phoebe answered "I had other engagements in between. Professor Flitwick understands and granted me an extra week." she smiled.
"What other engagements?" Ron asked
Phoebe swiveled her head around to face him "What's it to you?" she asked, throwing his words back at him.
Ron glared. He really hated her.
After Hermione and Harry had explained what they were searching for Phoebe fell into silence alongside the trio in hopes of helping them search for what they were looking for. She was sure that she had heard the name Nicolas Flamel somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.
It was highly improbable that her grandparents had mentioned the name; her grandmother was born in Russia, while her grandfather was a pureblooded Portuguese wizard, so why would they know anything about a notable English wizard?
Also, Phoebe was pretty sure that she would have remembered if Serefina had mentioned the name.
After coming up empty doing research, Phoebe, Hermione and Ron left the library meeting up with Harry out in the corridor. He had been caught by Madam Pince outside the restricted section and she had kicked him out, probably thinking that he was up too no good.
"We'll have to keep looking when we return," Hermione sighed, as the four Gryffindor's returned the common room.
Ron turned to her "Can't you ask your parents? It would be much safer."
"Yes, given they are dentists." Hermione answered
"What's a dentist?" Ron asked.
Phoebe rolled her eyes "Someone a Muggle goes too when their tooth hurts." she answered "Point is her parents wouldn't know. They aren't familiar with the Wizarding world and its celebrities."
"Well, can't you ask your guardian?" Harry asked, as they turned onto the seventh floor.
"And be grounded for the rest of my life?" Phoebe asked, "Sure."
Harry sighed dejectedly and gave the password as they finally reached the Fat Lady.
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Next afternoon, Phoebe stood with Ashlyn and James in the Entrance Hall to Hogwarts as they prepared to leave for the Hogwarts Express. She was wearing her favorite split sleeve shimmer gypsy top, denim jeans, purple converse trainers and her hair was hanging around her shoulders in one long braid.
"I'll send your gifts with Athena sometime tomorrow," Phoebe promised, as she embraced Ashlyn
Ashlyn nodded "Okay. And I'll send mine back with her." she replied
James grinned "I can't wait to go home and see Henry and Melissa."
"Who?" Phoebe asked, suddenly confused
"My twin brother and sister." James answered "They're ten and will be starting Hogwarts in next year."
"Cool. Can't wait to meet them." Phoebe grinned.
Ashlyn nodded.
Adrian Pucey appeared behind Ashlyn "We've got to go." he told her "The train will be leaving soon."
"Okay. I'm coming." Ashlyn answered "I was just saying goodbye."
"Well, hurry it up." Adrian barked, his gaze sweeping over Phoebe and James. He didn't seem to have a single problem with Phoebe and Ashlyn's friendship, but when it came to James he didn't like it one bit. James's father -Sirius Black- was a murderer and a blood traitor to his family, therefore James was an associated blood traitor too.
He stalked back out into the snow.
Ashlyn sighed, waved to her too friends and quickly followed after him.
Phoebe and James watched her go, before exchanging hugs and James followed after his cousin.
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After finding Harry, Ron and Hermione, and wishing them a Happy Christmas, Phoebe made her way back to Serefina's office where she would take the Floo Network home to Portugal. She couldn't wait. Not that she couldn't wait to get out of England or the Hogwarts castle but mostly because she hadn't seen her grandparents in over 6 months and she missed them dearly.
Reaching her godmother's office, Phoebe knocked on the door and allowed herself in.
Serefina was stood with her back to her goddaughter, bent over her trunk and stuffing the last of her things into it.
Phoebe approached the desk and frowned "Why are you packing?" she asked
Serefina jumped, her hand flew to her heart, and she spun around. "Phoebe! Do not sneak up on people!"
"Sorry." Phoebe apologized through her laughter
"And to answer your question," Serefina answered "One must pack in order to go home."
"But it's only for Christmas. And we'll have everything we need when we get to Portugal." Phoebe answered "It's not like we need everything, just the essentials. Wands. Presents. Athena." she listed.
Athena screeched at the mention of her name, she was perched on the back of Serefina's chair, watching her two owners with amber eyes.
Serefina paused once again in her packing "So you're telling me you haven't packed?"
"Not a single thing." Phoebe nodded "Only my wand. I have spare clothes at Blackheart Manor. And I have gifts for my friends being delivered tonight."
"Well, you're well organized, aren't you?"
Phoebe grinned "Well, duh, Grandmamma taught me well."
"Yes, she did."
Once packed, Serefina waved her wand and shrunk her trunk so that it could fit into her pocket. She then stepped into her fireplace.
Phoebe followed her "Athena!" the young Gryffindor whistled, holding her arm out for the bird.
Athena swooped through the air and landed on Phoebe's arm, digging her claws into the Gryffindor's sin as she held on. The Floo Network really wasn't a place for animals.
Serefina then wrapped her arm around Phoebe's shoulders, dropped the Floo Powder in her hand and shouted - "Blackheart Manor. Golden Triangle. Portugal."
There was a flash of emerald green.
And they were gone.
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Chapter written by: xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx
Chapter updated on: Friday, September 16, 2011 at 5:33am
