Memo: As you may or may not already know, this story was started at least two years ago and posted elsewhere. When I decided to post it on here I took up the task of going through and rewriting the chapters, not just editing them. Because, you see, my writing now is ten times better than these beginning chapters, even rewritten. If that makes sense.
Anyhow, this chapter here was written after I found out about HBP and the hororcruxes. I wanted to stay cannon, and though I kept Dumbledore alive I went ahead and got rid of this little problem in one chapter.
And since it has been so long since this was originally written I couldn't bear to rewrite this chapter and have it make sense. I did edit it, briefly, but I'm just warning you. It's...constantly making me angry. I hope you all don't feel as furious with it as I do, though. ;)
The halls were dark and the only light was that of Dumbledore's wand. He, Bridget, and Remus Lupin led the group of Harry, Ron, and Hermione down to the secret. That was what Bridget had named it, the room that it.
Lupin remembered little about the room he and his fellow marauders met in. He certainly did not remember the long tunnel leading there. Bridget had insisted on finding out what was in the room. Lupin had insisted that Dumbledore come along too. Dumbledore insisted that Harry should tag along in the back. Harry insisted Ron and Hermione should come too, he would tell them anyway. So there they were, stumbling along a damp hallway filled with spiders. You could just imagine the look on Ron's face. Finally Bridget ran into something.
"A door!" she said. "It's locked," she groaned after trying to open it. Lupin stood up front and muttered something along the lines of "Lily Potter."
"Someone has serious issues. I mean, not even I have a password named after me! You don't say Bridget Riddle to get into some room, do you?" Bridget complained.
"Actually it would be Bridget Potter and you would have a very obsessive Harry in love with you," Lupin said.
"Never mind Lily Potter works!" Bridget said quickly. Harry pushed through and opened the door. More tunnels.
"Great," Ron muttered.
"Are you sure you know where your going?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Lupin said.
"Why are we here?" Ron asked.
"The last door's password. We built the other four doors, on for each oh us. There was the original door, it had a password. We cracked it of course, but now we realize the importance of it," Lupin said worriedly.
"What is it?" Hermione asked. Bridget looked back at her, the light barley showing her features.
"Riddle." They shut up.
"Do you mean to tell me that you were devising schemes in a room Voldemort used?" Harry asked.
"Well, we didn't know it. But now I realize we did. There was a lot of stuff we didn't understand, now I know some of it must be important to the war. If it weren't for Bridget, then I probably wouldn't have remembered," Lupin explained. They walked further down until they came to another door.
"Quidditch," Lupin muttered.
"Let me guess, Sirius?" Harry muttered sadly. He was exited to find a place where his dad and his friends hung out. It was creepy, though.
"They sexy one," Bridget said mischievously.
"You did not just say that," Lupin said.
"Oh, your hot too," Bridget added, flashing a smile.
"That's not what he meant," Harry said.
"What now? You what me to say you look good too?" Bridget asked.
"That's enough," Dumbledore said. They were silent. Another door came.
"Oh, let me guess! moon!" Bridget said excitedly.
"Furry," Lupin said dryly.
"You're no fun," Bridget pouted. Ron screamed.
"What?" they all asked.
"Spider," Hermione said. Bridget rolled her eyes and squished it.
"Stop being a baby," she said. They came the yet another door.
"Wormtail," Lupin said.
"He's not very creative," Bridget commented.
"Just shut up," Hermione groaned. They walked further on. Bridget could feel herself getting closer and closer to the place. They finally reached the last door in one peace. It
looked different then the others, having ancient designs on it.
"Riddle," Bridget whispered. The door creaked open slowly. They stepped inside. Dumbledore lit a candle. They scanned the area. There was a desk with old plans on it. There was an alter. Then there was a small circle in the middle. In the corner was a cabinet filled with ancient weapons. There were also four smaller, but messier desks. There was a shelf with powder and potions. There was a round table with ancient writing
and pictures. It also included a variety of candles and obscure objects.
"We didn't touch the stuff we didn't know. We used it for a secret place, I told them to leave everything else alone. It seemed special and ancient, important," Lupin said.
"It all is. Apparently Voldemort had the same idea," Bridget said darkly.
"What is this place?" Harry asked,
"I'm not sure," Dumbledore said.
"It's called a elekan room. In ancient times it was used for weddings, sacrifices, planning important things, and other special occasions. It's really old. The founders probably thought it necessary to have one. They were really important for big organizations like schools. Never-the-less, they have a lot of dark magic in them," Bridget explained.
"Why did Voldemort use it?" Hermione asked. Bridget shook her head and walked over to the larger desk. On it were plans, ideas, and lists. Bridget picked a paper up,
"One child, must kill. Choices? David Albertson. No. Erin Saxby. No. Turin Miry. No. Neville Longbottom. No. Harry Potter. Yes," Bridget read. She looked up at them. The read other papers.
"James and lily Potter (Evans). Friends? Remus Lupin. NO. Sirius Black. NO. Peter Pettigrew. Yes. He must had last been in here a but before he killed the Potters," Bridget finished. Then she picked up a box. On the top was a note.
Hororcruxes. 1- diary.
"It's destroyed," Harry said.
2-family ring.
"It is gone," Dumbledore said.
3-the locket.
"We never found that," Harry commented.
"Why not?" Bridget asked.
"Well, we looked for it, but it was a phony. It came with a note though. It was from R.A.B," Harry said.
"I see. Bins, no. Black, yes. It's Regales Black. I believe that was destroyed," Bridget said.
4-trophy
"What trophy?" Ron asked.
"The one he received fro serving the school," Dumbledore said.
"Why is it still here?" Harry asked.
"It never occurred to me. I will get rid of it." Dumbledore said calmly.
5-the tri wizard cup.
"What? That's gone, because it was a port key, but what?" Harry asked.
"Voldemort didn't expect you to survive," Bridget said plainly. Harry nodded.
6-himself.
"What about the seventh?" Harry asked,
"It was going to be this bracelet from Ravenclaw." Bridget said.
"Going to be?" Lupin questioned.
"The last one was going to be special. The last one was going to be important. The last one was going to be powerful. The last one was going to be made after Voldemort killed Harry. Too bad Harry's alive," Bridget said darkly.
"Are you sure he hasn't made any more?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh yes. He has had no time," Bridget said.
"So that's that," Harry said.
"We can leave!" Ron yelled.
"Yes," Hermione said.
"I don't want any of you to come back here. We don't know what could be lurking around in here after all these years," Dumbledore said. They nodded, not really wanting to. They began the journey out of the tunnel. Bridget stayed din back thinking. Harry lagged back with her.
"What's up?" he asked.
"I know that Voldemort is evil and all, but I feel guilty," Bridget said.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"I gave away his secrets," Bridget said.
"Look, it probably saved some lives, like mine and Dumbledore's. You should be proud. You did the right thing, even if it was hard," Harry said, hugging her. She smiled.
"If giving you the truth will keep you alive," Bridget said.
"That's the spirit," Harry said.
"You won't tell him, will you?" Bridget asked hurriedly.
"Um no." Harry said.
"Right. Stupid question," Bridget said. There was silence. "I guess he's my father. I will always be his daughter no matter what. But I'm not following him, ever," she concluded. They walked the rest of the way joking around. Finally they reached the end.
"The light! It burns!" Bridget yelled, recoiling to the ground.
"I am closing this place up. The password shall be," Dumbledore was cut off.
"Belated!" Bridget suggested.
"Sure," Dumbledore said.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Who would guess belated," Bridget asked.
"Oh."
"Guys, I'm planning a rave," Bridget said randomly.
--
"Sir, they are friends. She got rid of the other boy in order to stay close to Potter," Snape said.
"Why?" Voldemort asked.
"I don't know. My guess is it has something to do with Potter's sister," Snape suggested.
"She is dead," Voldemort said.
"I am aware of that. But your daughter sir, she hasn't always followed in your footsteps. I am afraid she might be straying further," Snape said, looking down.
"Why do you say that?"
"She's in the secret," Voldemort stared at Snape.
"The secret?" he questioned.
"The secret room."
"I know what the secret is!" Voldemort yelled.
"Sir, she brought Lupin, Dumbledore, Potter, and his friends," Snape said worriedly.
"Did she tell them anything?" Voldemort asked.
"I can't be sure. All I know is that there are now five other passwords," Snape said.
"What are they?" Voldemort asked.
"Lily Potter, Quidditch, furry, and worm tail. The other one I am not sure of. I don't think we'll ever find out," Snape said.
"Why not?" Voldemort asked, they had to find out.
"It was just placed. Bridget made it up," Snape said. Voldemort sighed. If it was true that she was straying, then she would not tell the death eaters the password. Plus, it would give her the hint that they had a traitor. They would never know. Bridget's passwords were random and could have nothing to do with anything. They would never guess. There must be another way.
"This is not good. Sacrifices must be made. We must do something. I will wait a bit longer. Then I must talk to her," Voldemort muttered his plans.