Title: A Touch of Magic
Rating: K
Summary: Mildred Snape starts her second year at Hogwarts and finds a whole new reason to hate people like Draco Malfoy.
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Chapter 25: Saving A Friend
Mildred and Harry returned back to the Gryffindor common room just as a dog entered as well. Mildred knew this was Sirius but she didn't want anything to stop him from getting Peter. She sat down and Harry followed suit.
"I can't believe that Snape helped us with this," Harry said.
"He's a great man," Mildred said, "And I'm really happy to be his daughter."
"I can imagine," Harry said, "It's going to be a shame when you leave."
"I know but you heard Dumbledore," Mildred said, "I'm not supposed to be here."
"True, but that doesn't mean that I have to like it," Harry said.
Mildred sighed and then turned to Harry, "Promise me that you'll be Edna's friend when I'm gone. I don't want to return and find that she's in Azkaban."
"I promise," Harry said.
The painting opened just as the dog appeared, the rat in its mouth. He went threw just as Ron came running downstairs.
"That dog took Scabbers," he said.
"Whatever," Mildred said and Ron went after it.
The next morning Mildred woke up to news that Sirius Black had been cleared and she thought that meant that Ginny would be cleared but Dumbledore told her that she would have to go before the Department of Magical Law Enforcement if she wanted it done.
"I'll do it," Mildred said.
"Then they'll see you tomorrow," Dumbledore said and Mildred at once went to tell Harry.
"Well that's great," Harry said. "Ginny will be back and things can go back to normal."
"I know but I'm nervous that no one will believe me," Mildred said.
Harry put a hand on her shoulder, "Trust me, they'll believe you."
Mildred tried to keep his words in mind but she still was worried.
Her worries only got worse when she woke up the next day and found her bags packed. When she asked McGonagall why they were packed all her Head of House told her was that Dumbledore wanted her ready for her journey.
"Come along," McGonagall said.
"Wait one moment," Mildred said and she wrote a letter to Harry, Hermione, Ginny (when she got freed), her father, and Edna.
She handed them to McGonagall. "Make sure that they get them."
"I promise," McGonagall said and they left.
When they arrived at the Ministry of Magic Kingsley was there to take her to the courtroom. When she arrived she saw that Sirius was setting in his seat and she wondered if he would be fair to her friend. Ginny was chained up and Mr. Weasley has this look of anger, like he really didn't want to be here.
"Miss Ginerva Molly Weasley," Madam Bones called out, "You are charged with attacking several students, including a ghost and cat, escaping from Azkaban, and helping Sirius Black, now freed, enter Hogwarts. How do you plea on each charge?"
"Not guilty on the first, guilty on the others," Ginny answered.
"Witness for the defense," Madam Bones called out.
Edna got up and introduced herself.
"And what is your relation to the accused?"
"She's my friend and housemate," Edna answered.
"What house are you sorted into?" Madam Bones asked.
"Slytherin," Edna answered and Madam Bones looked at her.
"Is it normal for the hat to place a muggleborn in Slytherin?" Madam Bones asked her.
"I don't know what you mean by normal but it did place me in Slytherin," Edna answered.
"According to our records you were attacked by the Basilisk and brought down to the Chamber of Secrets. Did Ginny do all this?"
"Well she didn't take me down to the chamber but I saw her before I was attacked and her eyes were all misty, like she was being controlled."
"And how do you know about what eyes look like when their controlled?" a portly man asked.
"That's Fudge," Kingsley told her.
"I know," Mildred answered.
"I've read about possession," Edna answered.
"As part of your training to be a dark witch," Fudge said.
"Fudge, that's enough," Bones said, "She answered your question, no need to attack her."
"Just making a point," Fudge said.
"Fudge, have you forgotten that Edna was attacked by the monster," Bones told him, "How dare you attack her after what happened to her."
Fudge fell silent.
"Also the voice coming out of her wasn't hers, it was a boy's," Edna went on, "That's how come I knew that she was being controlled and then Tom Riddle came out of the diary and told me that he had made her do all that stuff."
Fudge stared at her and then Dumbledore entered.
"Sorry about being late," he told them.
"Do you expect me to believe that something came out of an object," Fudge said.
"We all expect you to believe," Dumbledore said, "The diary that Edna talks about is in fact a soul container. Tom Riddle committed murder and turned his diary into such a container."
"That's dark magic," someone said.
"Yes, the darkest kind," Dumbledore said, "The object would have the power to control the person and make them do whatever the person wanted. That person would have no memory of doing it and that would lead that person wide open to being sent away while the soul would continue. It was only a matter of time before someone else would have been controlled."
"And who gave the diary to Miss Weasley?" Bones asked.
"I don't think we'll ever find out that," Dumbledore said and Mildred knew that he was only saying this so that no one would know that someone from the future had told him.
"Very well," Bones said, "Who wishes to send this child back to Azkaban, raise your hands."
No one raised their hands and Bones declared Ginny free.
"Thanks for saving me, Mildred," Ginny said.
"I promised that I would and after all I'm your friend and that's what friends do."
"Well I think that we should all head back to Hogwarts," Dumbledore said.
However Mildred stayed behind and watched as everyone else disappeared.
"It's time, Mildred," Kingsley said.
"I know but it's hard," Mildred told him.
"I know," Kingsley said.
A/N: Warning the next chapter will be short. Next up: The Letters