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I don't know how long I was puking, but I was pretty sure my stomach was in the bucket along with my lungs by the end of it.
"How are you feeling?" Harry asked me concerned.
"Like I've lost a vital organ in there." I answered bitterly while I sat on the ground, but the others around me let out a chuckle.
"She's fine." Bill said affectionally towards me.
"Can you move?" Harry continued a bit relieved.
"Yeah, what do you want me to do." back to work, I thought.
"It's just that, Hermione's arm won't stop bleeding. The letters…" Harry started to say but I cut him off.
"What letters?" I asked alarmed.
"Bellatrix carved "mudblood" in her hand. We can't heal her." it was Ron that answered, I saw the darkness in his eyes like he was trying to suppress his anger. I didn't like seeing him like that, he always was a happy-go-lucky kind of guy just like the Twins.
"Let me check on her and I'll see what I can do for her."
"I don't think that a good idea." Fleur said in her french accent, she was rather away from me, stroking her big belly protectively.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused, to tell you the truth until she spoke I had forgotten her existence.
"I don't think is a good idea for you to be close to Hermione, right now." The French woman said with conviction.
"Fleur …" Bill warned delicately, my Slytherin traits resurfaced and I acted as if I didn't understand the clear distrust in me.
"Well, of course, can I please have a quick shower, I positively stink, I haven't had one in, Merlin knows how long. Then I'll check on Hermione and be on my way." I knew I was unwelcome by Fleur but I wasn't going to leave there until I was sure Hermione was okay.
Bill turned to look at his wife, his eyes pleading with her for something, she huffed and turned around busying herself making a meal. Harry and Ron where looking at me, I hated the looks they were giving me, they felt sorry for me, almost pitying me or that how I perceived them. Bill touched on my shoulder, I had a deep cut there from three days ago, and I winced and moved a bit away from him, the look on his face made feel bad for reacting to my pain.
"Sorry" we said together and Bill gave me a small smile.
"Come this way, please." he said and I followed him to the bathroom.
"Towels are in the dresser, both body and head. Em, do you want a change of clothes? I can probably find … " he looked really uncomfortable so I saved him the speech.
"No, Bill, thank you. I'll just Scourgify this. I think I have clothes back at Grimmauld Place, I think Sirius has kept some anyway." I gave him a winning smile, trying to ease him up a bit because I knew he was divided between helping a friend and taking his wife's side.
"Yeah, right, I'll leave to it then." He said closing the door behind him.
I started to undress slowly, my bloody and bruised body was in a lot of pain, my black t-shirt had stuck on my wounds and I had to be extra careful not to reopen them, I bit my lips so I wouldn't let a single cry leave my lips. When I had finally taken them all of I Scourgify them, they started to look as I first wore them, I took a minute to look myself on the mirror, I was shocked to see the state of my body though I knew it was bad, the dungeon light hadn't really showed me much but in the morning light that was filling the bathroom from the windows it was terrifying. If I hadn't puked my guts out there I would probably do it right then.
Though Blaise had been giving me food, one meal a day wasn't enough on my already thin body, my bones were almost sticking out of my body, my once beautiful face looked aged and my cheek bones were defined, making my eyes look too big for my face. I felt myself ready to cry so I walked in the shower and let the water muffle my cries of pain but I didn't let myself actually cry, I wasn't ready to break down I had more work to do. The water was boiling hot making my wounds ache but I didn't pay them much attention, then a thought hit me. I'm free! I am free! and my vision became blurry I took a deep breath to pull my almost tears back into my eyes.
When I was calm again, I washed my hair and body quickly. I didn't want Fleur more uncomfortable than she already was with me in her house. I dried myself off with my wand, I was less than comfortable using anything else in that house, I wore the black t-shirt and leggings and went outside to find the others.
They were still in the kitchen but this time I hadn't interrupted an apparent fight, I just interrupted the awkward silence.
"So, can someone take me to Hermione?" i asked pleasantly.
Harry and Ron got up as soon, as they could and I started following them in the furthest room in the Cottage and went inside. Hermione was sleeping, her arm was patched up, but the bandages were bloody. I physically moved Harry and Ron out of my way and started running tests on her, removing the bloody bandages and replacing them with new ones, making a mental list on what she needed, while I was checking on her, she woke up and lightly nudged my hand.
"Hello there, Sleeping Beaty." I said and gave her a warming smile from the heart.
"How bad is it?" she asked and coughed from the roughness in her voice.
"Potter, bring her some water, please. And a blood replenishing potion, if they have any." I ordered without looking away from her. " Well, it's bad, but not life threatening. The wound on your arm can be healed in two or there days, the knife she sliced you with is an athame, so you were lucky not to lose your magic but also a scar… " I pointed to the wound "… will stay with you as a reminder."
"You are sure? There is nothing you can do?" Ron asked with a roughness almost accusatory, that was mostly I think from the pain in his heart. I turned to look at him, he was falling into darkness, I knew, and for the first time I really thought that Hermione was the only one that could save him.
"Ronald, you know that if I could give my life for you, all of you I would. That knife almost made my death a reality. If we still had it I might have been able to find a cure but I never really saw how they healed my wounds." I answered quietly as Harry walked in and handed Hermione her water.
"Is it disgusting for you?" Hermione asked, after she drained the glass of water, with a fight in her voice.
"What?" he tried asking but she wasn't having it.
"Because if it is, too bad Ronald, because that's that." I reached for Potter and walked silently backwards from a fight we definitely didn't want to participate in."If you want to walk away again.." it was Ron's turn to cut her off.
"Bloody hell Hermione, I only asked for your sake, I don't give a flying broomstick about a scar in your arm…" at that I closed the door, with a secret smile on my face.
"Ron has grown some balls, since I last saw him." I reported to Harry and he laughed.
"Yeah, I think he is trying to be the man Hermione always knew he was." he said wistfully.
"Awww, Potter aren't you a romantic soul?" I said while put one arm over his shoulders walking with him to the kitchen.
Bill and Fleur looked like they continued their awkward silence in the duration I was inside the Hermione's room. The blood replenishing potion had never arrived with Harry, that made me a bit upset but I wasn't in my house to make any demands so I tried to sound polite when I turned to Bill to ask.
"Excuse me, Bill. Hermione will need a blood replenishing potion, or else she will be anemic for the next few days. If you don't have any, I could brew some but it will take me at least two days, to gather the ingredients and then twelve hours to brew…" I spoke softly but that didn't seem to help with the already nervous Fleur, who made her feelings known.
"Stop. Stop. A blood replenishing potion? Do you even know how dangerous that potion is for someone to take without a proper Healer's advice? And seriously, what makes you think we would trust you with a potion for Hermione? For all we know these three months you were following the Death Eaters like the rumors said. We all know the affiliation you have with the Malfoys', known Dark Wizards." Fleur said almost screaming at me, Bill was trying to calm her but to no avail.
"Fleur, you need to stop. We've already told you, Allie was in the dungeons like us, she save us all from there. You saw the state she was in when she arrived, you can still see it. She can barely walk, she looks like she might break if you touch her. How does that entail that she was working with him?" Harry jumped to my defense while I was letting her have at me. I felt the unfairness to my skin at least with the "bad guys" I was welcomed with opened arms, at first, there I was considered a Death Eater by association.
"Really, Potter? Do you think they couldn't devise a plan to make you trust her more, only to draw you out in the open and kill you without any of us knowing? Damn it! Why do you have to trust everyone?"
"That's a lie. I do not trust blindly, Fleur. I know Allie, I have since I was eleven years old, she always was my friend, my ally and my Protector . Why would it change now?" the word protector didn't light any bells of recognition to the couple, so I knew Harry hadn't told them about it nor the Order had.
"Maybe it was always the plan, maybe she always.. " I could have let her go on and on how much she distrusted me, I wouldn't have helped so I interrupted them.
"Harry, you don't need to fight for my sake or reputation. She believes I have turned against you, you don't and that's what matters to me." I turned to look at her and she immediately reached for her stomach terrified, my features were serious but non-threatening, I meant no harm anyway.
"For your information, I was tortured daily for those three months for protecting MY twins, the Malfoys' are indeed my family, Draco is my fourth cousin and I do love them, even if they had me in there dungeon, they never physically hurt me. Hermione is my best friend, and what I believe is that she is a powerful witch and that's it, it doesn't matter to me what her parents are, what I know about them is that they are nice people, who love and protect their daughter like a parent should. I don't want any person that I love to die, I will beg, kill or die to protect them so yes, a vial blood replenishing potion for three days would be help Hermione to get back to her feet a lot quicker than do nothing and risk her being defenseless in the war around us."
I walked away from them, she continued to fight with Harry about me but I was heading to their fireplace to Floo call Sirius and ask him if I could stay there. I literally had nowhere else to go, my accounts at Gringotts were surely frozen from my parents that wanted me to come out of hiding, the estates we own around Europe where probably watched for my arrival and capture. I was probably even an Undesirable, I had nowhere else to go but the Grimmauld Place.
I threw a bit of the powder in the fireplace and yelled "Grimmauld Place" the one who received my call was Kreacher, after a lengthy praise of my name (he probably hadn't learned my status as a blood-traitor by then) I told him I need to speak to Sirius and he brought him for me.
"Merlin! Alicia? Are you okay? Where were you? I was sick with worry, I thought I had to Floo inside your home, throw hexes to anything that moved until I found you."
His relief and speech made me want to cry in gratitude, at least one of them still believed in me. But never showing emotions in front of people who do not trust you, and in extent you don't trust them, was the one of things you'd learn in Slytherin.
"I'm doing okay considering. Do you mind if I come through, I kind of need a place to stay."
"Sure, as long as you need. What's wrong with the Cottage though?" Sirius continued with a sweet voice.
"Oh, you know we are too many people in here and …" right about then damn Potter decided to interrupt me.
"Don't lie! Why do all of you have to lie? Fleur thinks that Allie has changed sides…"
"Because she probably has! Damn you, blind people. You are going to get us all of us killed!" Fleur screamed and ran presumably to her bedroom.
"I'm sorry..." Bill said defeated and went after his wife.
"I see. Ok then, gather your stuff and come through. Harry, you can come too if you want." Sirius quickly said.
"Well, I don't have anything with me, but I do want to check on Hermione and not have to come here to do so. So, Potter, what do you think?"
"We kind of thinking on going to Gringotts and get inside Lestranges' Vault, Hermione took some of Bellatrix's hair and we have some potion to infiltrate inside the bank." Harry said quietly to the two of us. That brought mixed emotions from Sirius and I.
"What do you need from there?" Sirius asked. "I'm coming with." I said at the same time. We were kinda loud.
"Guys, keep it down! We think- well, Hermione thinks- that it might be a horcrux in there." Harry explained.
"What the fuck is that? He was really angry when he realized you were searching for that." I asked in a quiet voice. I almost wondered if I would ever be able to use his name again without fear.
"A piece of his soul, in a few words. We believe he split it in seven pieces."
"Seven being important number in the magical community, you are probably right. He does love all kinds of magic. I'm coming with." I said firmly.
"No, you are going to Grimmauld Place. Like it or not, you are not fit for the outside world, or anything right now if it comes to that." I was about to object when he raised his hand up." And no, I'm not giving you another order, you got one a few hours ago."
"I agree with Harry, sweetheart, you look exhausted and starved." Sirius said in the same sweet tone but with an aggravated edge heed behind it.
I huffed and puffed, which ultimately didn't work against the stupid lions and finally I gave in to their request.
"Fine, but a quick in and out, got it Potter? Tell Granger to act spoiled, rotten spoiled and deranged. Also, if she has to, she will need to use Bella's favorite curse, you don't have the keys and the goblins' aren't exactly trustful towards wizards but they are afraid of her." I said hoping the information would help.
"I will tell her, but I don't think she will agree." Harry looked like he was considering everything I had told him.
"Anyway, Sirius do you have a blood replenishing potion? Hermione needs at least three." I turn to Sirius.
"I'll have Lulu send them, now you move your perky little ass over here." Sirius said playfully and he moved back so I could walk through the Fire-Floo.
I turned at Harry, who had that bright smile again in his face, though a bit tired, it filled me with a warm emotion and then surprising myself more than him, I gave him a tight hug. He tried to hug me back but my pride had started kicking in and I moved back and returned his smile.
"See you later, Potter." though I said it lighthearted, it was meant as an order and I walked inside the fireplace.
"See you later, Godric." he promised as the Floo took me away.
I stumbled out of the fireplace to land on Sirius arms, he held me tightly even when I tried to move away from him. I felt like my heart would explode from the emotions I was feeling, I tried again to leave the tight embrace but he just stayed there unmoving.
"You can let go now." I said willing my voice not to break, leveling my emotions.
"So can you, sweetheart. It's only the two of us here." Sirius said and caressed my back with one hand while the other stayed firmly around my shoulders.
I tried to fight it but it was all that was needed for something inside me break, my knees gave out and Sirius moved us slowly to the flood where I started sobbing like a child, screaming in pain against his chest, while he stroke my blonde hair, kissing my forehead and muttering apologies as though he was the one that tortured me or cast me aside. He whispered promises of protection, that he would always be there for me even if no one else was, that I was good, loyal, that I didn't deserve any of this.
I cried for half an hour and another half I was trying to stop the hiccups of new tears from coming forward, all through that ordeal Sirius stayed by my side, either talking or giving me silence like he was waiting for me to say something. I had nothing to say, I couldn't blame Fleur for her distrust at that point, we were in the middle of a war, I was missing for a good three months with no contact only to appear inside her home after the Trio barely escaped the Malfoy Manor. She was also pregnant with her first child, she had her most important person in her life to protect.
"You should let go more often, poppet. You can't keep everything inside they are going eat you alive if you let them." Sirius said with a concerned look while he helped on my feet. I felt that I had showed too many of my emotions and that scared me a bit, so I did the next logical thing I could think of, I put a figuratively mask of a clown on my face.
"Sweetheart, poppet? You've got to up your game, old man. Where are my other cute names?"
He gave me a sad smile, but playfully pushed me up the staircase, he walked me to my room, or the room I had occupied while I lived there. The smells of the house where comforting, because my memory had recognized them as happy memories. I made a promise to myself to come back here after the war, if Sirius let me and enjoy the silence of the big estate.
"The room is how you left it, well every room is how it was left, but yours in particular has been occupied by a terrifying beast that doesn't let any elf near it." he said with a fraction of a humor on his face, while reaching at the door.
"A beast? And you were waiting for the princess to come and vanquish it?" I was extremely happy with myself that I had lost my sense of humor nor my poker face.
"Vanquish it is a strong word, Princess. More along the lines of taming it." he said with a smile and opened the door.
A loud hiss made us both jump back but the only one on the flour was me. The "beast" had jumped from the bed and launched at me at full speed, his face was on mine, his eyes were angry and the hiss turned into a loud growl. My large unusual spotted and striped feline, muggles would call him a really big Ocicat or a white Ocelot, was "scolding" me. He never really liked to be away from me for long periods of time and especially if he was left at Godric Manor. His nails were digging on my shirt and the blasted creature wouldn't ease up, he was so cute my little terrifying beast.
"Two days ago, Divico came with Lulu here. I suppose it was weird but I didn't really thought of it until you Flooed me. The familiar knew were his master would come even before the master knew. Fascinating creatures, I might get one for myself." Sirius said and sat on one of the armchairs close to the fireplace, not helping me with my… little furry problem.
"Somehow I don't think cats would be a good familiar to you, canine." I said haughty and added to the offended cat/friend on top of me ." I'm really sorry, Divico, for leaving you at home but I thought I would be back later that evening, not three months later. I missed you a lot you know." I slowly reached to stroke his head and his bold blue eyes watched me closely, sometimes I really thought that cat understood "human", I also thought sometimes he would talk "human" too. When I touched his head I swear I thought I saw his eyes were watering, but he closed them so I wasn't sure, he purred with a softness I had really missed.I understood his pain.
A Familiar is the most important being in a wizard/witch life until they learn to achieve all their magic has to offer, then they can stay with them as beloved pet. A familiar is a loyal friend, a confidant, someone who cares solely about his wizard and nothing can change that. For me I was close to 15 when I went into the Familiar Shop, I had gone there every year since I was 7 years old but not until my fifth year a familiar recognized me as it's master. He was bought by Lucius, we were playing a game of chess and for the first time I won. The penalty for the loser was to buy something useful for the winner, so he thought that I need a familiar.
"Wait…" I said sitting from my position with my feline. " You said Lulu was here ?" My elf nanny, at the sound of her name, popped into the room.
"Lady Alicia…" she was about to say more but she got a good look at me and her eyes filled with tears.
Oh shit, there we go again with the waterworks, I thought.
"Lulu, no, no, suck those tears back into your eyes!" for a second I thought I was safe from the tiny elf, though I did know her all my life, he features changed into one of a Queen's Guard.
"Lady Alicia, Lulu is going to bring you something to eat, then she will be healing your wounds. Understand? And get up from floor, you are not a child!" her icy tone made me feel like a five year old, it wasn't the first time nor would ever be the last. So I just nodded and got up, properly chastened.
She popped away and Sirius chuckled earning a death glare from me.
"As I live and breath, I never thought I would see the day that the Slytherin Princess would be bossed around, by an elf no less!"
I pouted. "You try go up against her,…" I was kinda scared to call her name out loud, she was coming back anyway,"… that elf is a menace."
Divico mewed like he was agreeing with me. Sirius was more amused than ever at that point, stupid lion. Not a moment to long, Lulu was back with a tray full with chicken broth and juice.
"Lady Alicia, do I must spell everything out for you? Lay down on the bed, so you can eat and Lulu can heal you!" the little elf sounded exasperated and I followed her order like a child. Then Sirius made the mistake of chuckling in front of the little but fierce elf.
"Master Black, I thought with your age, you would be wise enough to know, that grown men aren't allowed inside the chambers of young Ladies. Thank you for helping my mistress but Lulu can take charge now." she dismissed him, Sirius though still in a mood for playfulness, he just winked at me and left me alone with my ball and chains.
She left the tray on me and I started to eat like a caveman, I hadn't realized how hungry I was until the first spoon of the chicken broth Lulu had prepared for me.
"Lady Alicia, please eat slow…" she tried to say but I bought her off immediately.
"Lulu, I'm hungry… Like a lot! Stop telling me what to do, or I might as well eat you." though I said the sentence with a muffled voice because I was eating, the little elf understood perfectly, the downside of not hearing her sentence was I became really sick. My trusted elf though, had already conjured up bucket and I barely had the time to turn and take it from her hands.
She popped behind me and stroke my back while I was emptying my stomach from what I had. " Lady Alicia, you never listen. That was always your biggest and only flaw. You need to listen and trust the people around you to take care of you." her tone had changed to a sweet mothering one that made my eyes sting.
"Trust was what got me here in the first place, Lulu." I said bitterly not looking at her.
"Lulu is going to bring some potions for your stomach, my Lady." she said with the same tone and this time walked to the bathroom to get them.
When she came back and gave me the potions, a calming silence filled the room and I ate the rest of my food while Lulu healed my wounds that left scars behind. Despite the fact that my body still looked awful, it didn't hurt. The bed felt like a cloud on my backside and soon I laid there trying to push away all the bad thoughts, and by then memories of the past three months until a few hours before.
I understood that it was war, and regardless if I was still a kid I was put in a position that I had to grew up fast mentally, the guilt for what I had done was threatening to eat me alive. The term was "blood on my hands" , I couldn't blame my power that they were out of control, I knew what I was doing when I killed Bella with my own to hands , I had no remorse for that and I still don't.
Before I was completely drowned in my own guilt, the corridor outside of my room, they were yells but they weren't hostile more like loud, the door opened and red hair filled the room followed by a big dog, yes Sirius, growling behind them. The red hair belonged to two very angry, worried but still friendly Twins ( I think that only a Gryffindor can pull off that look). Dog Sirius turned to look at me, like he was looking for approval, I sat up from my position and seconds later I was flat on the bed again from the weight the Twins had put on me.
"You are an idiot, Alicia Godric." George started berating me from my left side speaking mostly to my neck hugging me on one side.
"Yes, you are, and we are very angry at you." Fred continued from the right side, yes you guessed it, to my neck and also hugging on the other side.
"But we are also glad that you are back…" George's voice soften a bit.
"… even if you do look even uglier than before." Fred was ready to help as always to lighten the mood, but also he tightened his hold.
I knew he was trying to bring some normalcy back to our lives but my fuse was short at the time, and I started to get agitated. For the first time I didn't want normal, I didn't deserve it, I wasn't "good" anymore, not by the Order's standards, not even by the Twins standards. I was a murderer, and I didn't deserve those people hugging me, loving me. Me. The broken, scarred and murderer me. Having them in front of me, I think it made it worst than it was already, the most kind, funny and lovable people in the world were trying to make me feel better and it hurt so much. I tried to move away, the only defense mechanism left in my body, of course being the lovable idiots that they were, they weren't having it.
"Stop fidgeting, Sirius told us what happened. You don't have to worry anymore so just stop!" George tightened his grip too, like his brother.
"No, you stop! Both of you! How can you look at me, more how can you even touch me? I don't know what Sirius might have told you, but I'm not the girl you met at your store anymore!" I almost screamed, fighting with them to let me go.
"Well, we don't see that, we still see our best friend, the girl who saved us and got herself abducted in the process." Fred said while fighting with me, all three of us where sweating by that point, it would have been comical, but I was crying and fighting, or maybe it was it really depends on ones humor.
"Mind that leg, ugly, it's dangerously close to my family jewels." Fred added and then… laughter began, while crying and still fighting, not so much for the guilt that was still in my heart but for the sake of not being beaten.
My brothers at heart, they surely were, what I nickname them to be, I wouldn't know what to do with my life if I hadn't met them on the train the first day at Platform 9 ¾ and for that I'm grateful. I made a promise to myself silently to repay them everyday of my life from that point on.
Soon after the fighting stopped, it wasn't like a had enough strength to begin with anyway, so we laid there watching the sky of the bed in silence lost in our on thoughts, while attached to each other like conjoined triplets. Not a single bad thought pass through my head with the two of them at my side and I was again grateful to have them. The guilt, of course, didn't disappear it was there present as before the Twins came but it didn't felt so overbearing and a thought came to my head, though if anyone asked me I'd pretend I didn't understand it. Someday, somehow, I will atone for my sins!
A soft knock at the door broken our comfortable silence.
"Who is it?" George asked sitting up.
"Umm, It's Remus. Remus Lupin." A soft, gentle voice came behind the door.
"See, stupid Twins, that's the way to enter a woman's quarters, not like the brute way you did." I accused the Twins while getting off the bed and heading to the door.
"Yeah... Mister Lupin, the noble one." Fred said sarcastically not even moving an inch from my bed.
I rolled my eyes and tried to open the door only to be hit by it.
"Remus, how many times do I have to tell you that you don't have to wait to open the door. Just knock and enter!" Sirius said, not even noticing that he had hit me with the door.
"Ououch!" I said angrily but it didn't really hurt, the pain just stopped after I got hit.
"What happened? Are you hurt? What did those two did?" Sirius asked without taking a breath while simultaneously was looking at me in worry and glaring at the Twins.
"Oi! We didn't do anything…" Fred spoke, still not moving from my beg not even changing positions
"Yeah! You almost flattened her with the door" George continued offended, pointing to Sirius and the door.
"Enough! You are giving me a headache! Hello, Remus." I first shouted at them and turned to Remus to speak with my winner-smile.
"Hello, Alicia. I came as soon as I heard you were here. Your house-elf said I would be welcome to help with my expertise at healing, though I see she did a wonderful job compared what Sirius said you looked like. She's very good with English, did you taught her how to speak?" he spoke softly, almost intimidated nothing like the Remus that had trained me over the years. I would believe he was a Polyjuiced Death Eater, if he wasn't looking into my eyes. I pointed them to sit on the chairs near the fireplace and I joined them. The Twins stayed in my bed, with on George getting at the foot of the bed to be closer to us.
As a Slytherin through and through, I learned early on from Prof… from Snape and Father how to read people, what kind of person on is and what to expect from them. For example, the twins might seemed happy-go-lucky on the outside not caring about anything in the world around them, but I had watched them read different books and practice their magic daily, they were perfect businessmen and that showed in how successful their store was since the moment it opened. Sirius was bright, a quick thinker and good at wand fights but he tend be driven by emotion something that almost killed him on many occasions and even put him to jail for 12 years and now he was on a house arrest until he could clear his name, all that because he was desperate to be loved and protect the ones he loved, also losing his baby bother sure did a number on him. Remus was strong, kind and had a way of inspiring people around him by talking to them but lacked self-confidence, probably because of his traumatized childhood and the pain of being a werewolf, the physical of the transformation and the emotional one of being ostracized by society.
I knew he wasn't here to talk about elves and the linguistic habits, but I decided I would let him take his time and when he was ready he would tell me what was on his mind.
"I didn't have to teach her, Remus, she is a Nanny-Elf. Nanny Elves are different from house elves, they help with the upbringing of the toddler and help the young with their everyday duties, so Lulu is the one who taught me how to speak and write. I thought everyone knew the difference, I mean Granger knows it and she is a Muggle-born." I said almost laughing at their shocked faces
"What? Sirius didn't your family ever had one? I mean my parents barely had time to eat from Monday to Friday, let alone spend time with me. I was only able to see them on weekends, if it was not the end of the month. How did your parents manage?" I didn't know why I was speaking about my childhood so openly but also so detached like I was speaking for someone else.
"Well, my family had only Kreacher, mother didn't bother with anything but the mirror and expensive gifts for Regie and my Father never spend time at home if he could so I don't think I'm a very good example." Sirius said while shrug his shoulders completely detached too.
"We never had a house-elf so don't look at us,and I'm pretty sure Remus hadn't either." Fred spoke, finally moving a bit on my bed only to put his face on my pillow.
Remus nodded and we continued talking for house and nanny elves, I was getting pretty bored answering all of his questions, knowing it was the one he wanted to make but I answered nonetheless. Yep, I definitely won't become a teacher in the future, I will either kill the students or myself. After I don't know how many questions I was at my limit.
"Remus.." I cut off his question rubbing my temples with my fingers trying to push the headache away, and I heard Sirius trying to stifle a laugh. "What do you really want to say? Because elven rights and lives are Granger's domain but yet you always walk away when she starts her temper tantrum. So, out with it, I need to get some rest sometime today."
He looked at me and gave me his kind smile but didn't feel very real, he averted his eyes to the floor and I waited for an answer.
"Tonks is pregnant." he said and due to my excitement I didn't notice that something was wrong about the way he said it at first.
"How wonderful! Wait…" I stopped when I saw the grim on his face. "What's wrong? Is Tonks okay?"
"No, she's most certainly not ok." Remus almost spat at me, he eyes turning yellow for a moment.
"What the hell is wrong with Tonks?" I demanded, worried about the clumsy Auror, and simultaneously Draco's cousin.
"The baby could be a werewolf." He murmured but I heard him just fine. I was horrified to say the least and my face showed it.
"Why would you fuck her as a werewolf? Can even werewolves have sex ? I mean with the whole 'blood lust' thing." He gave me an exasperated look while I was mumbling and Sirius answered for him.
" He is an idiot. He thinks Lycanthropy can be transmitted through sperm."
"Indeed, that is rather idiotic." I said with the perfect imitation of Severus, or at least that's what I think, they didn't notice.
The Twins started laughing, and soon I joined them, though I stopped a moment later due to the glare Remus was giving me. At least I know how to deal with this kind of anger.
"Oh, come on, Remus, cheer up that is a joyous occasion not a funeral. Though it's not possible to transmit Lycanthropy other than a bite on the full moon, and even so what if it is, we are going to survived this war no matter what and we are gonna change this world's prospective about wrong and right."
"Spoken like a true Gryffindor!" Sirius said and clapped in a mocking manner, rubbing his none-existing tears away.
I swear my Gryffindor friends, my next reaction wasn't due to my maroon and gold friend stupid comment but due to my stomach being empty for so long only to have chicken broth, so yeah I vomited again in front of the fire place…
"Hey, hey that not a nice reaction! I swear…" he joked while cleaning me up and the floor when a loud thud and screams from downstair had us all in alert.
I jumped up and run to get my wand, while the others opened the door and rushed downstairs, I was the smaller of the group but the quicker so I caught up with them pretty quickly.
We could hear spells been thrown all over the place, I darted down the stair while the others behind me tried to stop me, the Trio was in danger were they kidding me. The person that had been attacking the Trio was Yaxley and then seconds past really really slow, I saw red, not just because of the Trio but because he was one of my torturers. I froze in my place, watching him drive them into a corner before he noticed me. My hand was firmly attached to my wand, he turned his whole body at me.
"Hello, little girl, ready to come back or do you want your little traitor and Mudblood to die" he mocked me.
At the little girl comment I lost it. No! That thing used to call me that. My pounding heart was so loud I thought the whole house could hear it, I started sweating cold and fearful.
"Sectumsempra" the words didn't came out of my mouth but they were spoke inside of my head and a beam of light push out from the tip of my wand. Yaxley didn't have chance to protect himself probably thinking I was too scared to try anything. He fall down with deep bloody wound all over his body screaming in pain, curiosity got the better of me and I walked closer to him I kneeled down next to him watching almost entranced the blood pouring out of his body, then time began again.
"How does it feel, Yaxley, being sliced? No, good I might say!" I snickered at his face.
"Ally, what did you do?" George screamed at me and hurried to my side, waking me up from my all-to-real-revenge-dream. "What the counter spell?"
I thought about the counter spell, only to realize I never learned it. I just remembered it from when Potter had used it to… I never had opened that damn potions book.
"Fuck! I don't know it." I started to panic, I already had two murders on my hands and I was getting ready for another one.
Then three pairs of arms hug me from behind, the sweet smell of my charges hit me as hugged me closely.
"Thank you for saving us, Ally. I'm so sorry, you had to kill for our sake." Granger said while holding me and cried, she was shaking hard and my mother instincts returned with vengeance. I held her close, and once in awhile I made soothing sounds, a four people hug was awkward to succeed but we did it anyway.
Those three will be either my salvation or my damnation. That thought weight heavily on my mind.
I know I wait too long to update but I love this story so much, I can't upload an unfinished chapter. Plus, you need to remember that my first story so I do take suggestions. Thank you for reading and please REVIEW, I love to know how you feel about my story! Next chapter: How about a little bit of solicitor action? Her Father is a very good one… "Safe Haven For The Wicked"