Inspiration: Magic || Sia

Amelia could finally breathe only once she was certain Harry had stayed quiet about the night she used wandless magic.

For the first few days she pretended to be sick, even taking one of Fred and George's puking pasties to prove it to Madame Pomfrey. She was isolated in the ward for 24 hours, and her sickness was deemed a stomach bug soon after. After her exit of the hospital she spent 2 days after that avoiding ever leaving the library, terrified of someone storming into the room demanding answers.

Fred and George had been told all at once on the fourth day of avoidance in the middle of an empty hall.

"Alright Adams, what's up? You're skipping class. You never skip class." Accused George, standing in front of her with his arms crossed.

Amy scoffed and turned on her heel, only to find Fred blocking that way too. "I skip when I feel like it! Come on boys, let's go...um…"

"You can't even remember where we were taking you!" Fred laughed, "You've been avoiding our favorite chosen boy since…what, did you kiss him or something?"

The last line was nearly accusatory, and Amelia stepped back. "What? No I didn't kiss him, you're an idiot." She retorted, attempting to dive past him when he was distracted.

Fred grabbed her arm and spun her like a dancer back into the center of their two-piece circle. George stepped forward and leaned against the wall, "Come on Amy, you gotta tell us sometime."

"I...well...oh...Harry saw me use wandless and wordless magic to save the bottle of dittany from crashing all over the floor...which he probably wouldn't have even realized was me if I hadn't kept my big stupid mouth shut. And now he might tell the whole bloody school about it, or he'll tell Hermione and she'll never-"

"Woah, woah, take a breath!" George interrupted her, placing a hand on her arm, "Harry won't tell anyone. He's a good bloke, and he knows how to keep a secret."

Fred walked around to stand next to his twin, leaning on George's shoulder. "I agree completely. We could talk to him if you'd like, tell him to leave it alone…"

"No! Oh don't do that, what if he still doesn't know!"

Fred's hands flew up defensively, "Okay okay, just an idea."

Amy groaned, hiding her face in her hands. "No one knows about my magic, not even my mum. It's just you two and Dra...Malfoy." She stuttered over the word slightly, pushing past the regret. "If it got out, I could be sent to Azkaban for not reporting myself to the Ministry, and heavens knows I can't do that, I'd be some sort of freak!"

The boys each swung to one side of Amy, linking arms with her as they began to walk. "Why don't you let us be the judge of that." George said decisively, turning a corner towards the dungeons.

"If you're gonna call yourself something without asking other people's opinion on the matter, then don't bother labeling yourself." Fred continued in a knowledgeable tone.

Amy knew it was fruitless to struggle against the twins, "I can't go into potions late, it'll be worse than skipping!"

"We aren't going to potions…" Fred mused.

"We're going somewhere much better!" George exclaimed, turning another corner with an excited skip in his step.

"You are going to show us exactly what you can do." Fred continued.

"And then we can tell you whether you're a 'freak' or not." George finished.

The kitchen was empty of house elves in seconds, and the two boys had drawn up tiny chairs a moment later. They looked rather ridiculous, squatting so low to the ground, sitting on chairs that looked like they'd been constructed of matchsticks. But, her twins weren't about to miss what they were sure would be a wonderful show!

Amy stepped back, standing in front of the fireplace awkwardly. "So uh...what do you want me to show you first, the wordless, the wandless-"

"Both." The twins decided unanimously.

"Right...both." Amy muttered, placing her wand on the table to her right.

First she closed her fist and opened it, a ball of soft blue wisp of energy appearing in her open palm. She swished it around a bit, letting it drop from her palm as her other hand began controlling it. Amelia's fingers weaved the orb from space to space in the room, looking almost like a snitch of some sort. It darted around her body, then it flitted around Fred and George's head. Fred reached out to touch it and pulled his burnt finger back quickly, sucking on the painful part.

"It's rather hot, might not want to touch it." Amy reported, a sheepish look on her face.

Fred grumbled, "Yea, I know that now."

Now Amy cause the ball to shape and move, to spread and change into a small, clear wall. It was barely taller than Amy, and it spanned only 5 feet in length, but the twins looked incredulous.

"So this is like a shield charm...but mine is more visible I guess. I can move it and shape it a little bit, but once it's placed I can only really take it down or put it up. I have to know what it's protecting for it to seriously work." Amy explained simply.

Her 'magic show' continued for another hour, showing the boys her knack for unlocking anything they could attempt to lock. She showed them how she could create faux birds to fly and soar above their heads, how she could cast the spells Fred and George knew with only a raise of a finger and a thought. Her immobulus charm froze Fred in place with such finality that his muscles felt sore.

An empty glass shattered under one of Amelia's stronger spells, and she decided it was enough for the day.

The three exited the kitchen and walked back up towards the common room. "So...is it decided?" Amy asked, looking at Fred and George.

The twins grinned, "Very much so." George started.

"By the powers invested in us…" Fred said dramatically.

"Which aren't as cool as the power invested in you…" Remarked George, turning to Amy.

"We have agreed…"

"That you are not a freak." The two finished together, smiling like the big goofballs they were.

Amelia clutches a hand over her heart, "Oh thank goodness, I was so worried." She joked, rolling her eyes as George pretended to be hurt.

"Oi, are you calling our incessant input unnecessary?" Fred asked, huffing slightly in an offended manner.

Amelia sighed, "I must admit, it is rather...boreish."

All three of them laughed their way to back to the common room, where homework and books would smother them once more.

That afternoon, Dolores Umbridge became known as the Hogwarts High Inquisitor.

"Everyone's talking about it." Dean Thomas hissed over the breakfast table the next morning, "Umbridge can fire half the bloody school if she wants to!"

George grinned, "I doubt Dumbledore will let her fire anyone, Dean...he's Dumbledore isn't he?"

Amelia looked up the table at the spot where the toad-like woman sat, chewing on a bit of toast. "If she can control the teachers, she's getting more control over us. Next thing you know it'll be like a...like a kind of America school." She trailed off, and Fred took up the conversation.

"If Umbridge things she can take over Hogwarts and it's students, she's got another thing coming. Now...I'm thinking we should show her that."

Dean snorted, "Yea? And how do you suggest that?"

The twins shared a look over the table. "We'll tell you." Fred muttered.

"In the common room this afternoon." George whispered.

Amelia spent the rest of the morning with something to focus on other then the now nearly unbearable sight of Draco sneering in her direction, or kissing Pansy Parkinson. It was as if he couldn't stand being in the same room as her and see her happy.

Sometimes she wondered if her happiness hurt him, as they had hurt each other.

Once the morning was over, Amelia and Dean tumbled into the common room and found Fred and George in the corner, holding slips of paper.

"Hogsmeade?" Dean asked incredulously.

"Hogsmeade." The twins replied together.

Amelia felt a little bit of something shrink. "You need...permission for that, right? From a parent?"

The boys nodded, but glossed over her question. "Hermione is getting together a group that wants to learn defense against the dark arts...and Harry will be teaching it."

"Harry? Blimey, I'll join." Dean said simply.

The three boys chatted for an hour on the subject, Amelia seemingly forgotten. When Dean left, however, the two turned to her apologetically. "Sorry about that." George mumbled.

Fred nodded, "Hermione said we had to have Dean completely on board with it, so he wouldn't go telling the school...but now we need to convince you-"

"I would if I could...but I don't think my mother would really approve of me going to Hogsmeade. And she certainly wouldn't sign a paper-"

"You don't need your mother, Amy!" George laughed. "You're talking to the previous owners of the...well, the only map of Hogwarts there is. And Hogwarts is nothing if not connected to Hogsmeade."

Amelia blinked, "So...you can get me to Hogsmeade?"

Fred grinned at her, "Amelia we can not only get you there, but we can get you back in no time at all."

It should have been a more difficult decision to make. Sneaking out of Hogwarts through secret passageways, entering Hogsmeade without proper clearance...all of it was dangerous and foolish. She should send a letter to Hermione telling her she would join, and to go ahead and sign her up...she should turn the boys down.

Life at Hogwarts was changing Amelia.

The twins were changing Amelia.

"I'm in."


She was there.

Amelia's red hair was shining through a gap in the crowd. Diagon Alley was packed full, and Draco felt smaller then he should beside his mother. In fact he felt too small, like no one would see him if he slipped and fell.

But Amelia was right there, and Draco mustered up all the courage he had. He let go of his mother's hand and ran through the crowd, determined to find her.

Twists and turns, shops that he couldn't remember having an exit out the back...this Diagon Alley was strange to him, nothing was as he remembered. But Amelia's hair was getting closer, and Amelia with it.

A push and a shove...and he was through.

The crowd around him vanished, but he didn't even register that. She was standing with her back to him on a cliffside. Muffled voices behind her said things that hurt, and he felt a hand on his back.

Draco was falling. He turned in mid air to face upwards, and saw the cliff Amy had been standing on growing smaller. As he turned back around he saw long yellow expanse of a field below him growing closer.

He sat bolt upright in his bed.

3 hours later, Draco was begging his still groggy mother to listen to him.

7 hours after he had awoken, an owl had been sent to Mrs. Adams.

Time passed, and Draco was helpless. He could still feel the falling sensation in his stomach, could still feel the wind in his eyes.

18 after the nightmare, Draco was informed of the following in a letter he received from Amelia's mother.

"Amelia's class had been set to spend a holiday weekend in the Blue Ridge Mountains. She found herself in a yet unexplained accident, and fell off one of the smaller cliffs. We had been uninformed of this before your letter arrived, and Amelia is now being rightly treated at St. Mungos. Amelia will be spending 2 weeks there for recovery."

8 year old Draco Malfoy sank to the floor, and cried.

12 hours after the letter had arrived, Draco found himself pushing past doctors and nurses to the bedside of his best friend.

They wouldn't be separated again for the 2 months left within the year.

Amelia would recover perfectly, and never tell her mother which student pushed her from the side of that cliff.

And Draco would be reassured that he would see her again very soon.

He'd found her again. He'd found his best friend, and everything felt right in this world. Amelia and Draco were together again, Amelia and Draco wouldn't be taken from each other again.

That's what was known by 8 year old Draco Malfoy, on the 1st of October 1988. It wasn't the truth, but it was all the 8 year old boy and girl needed to know in 1988.

He had found her again.


Possibly the most difficult chapter I've had to write...but that's alright. I made it through, and now we're getting to the real plot stuff.

From here on out, Amelia can and will impact the events of the Harry Potter series. So be warned.

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