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I quickly settled into bed. Within second I was asleep and dreaming.
/"Hi," my mother greeted me as I entered the living room of my house. "I heard about your success."
I ran up to my mother and hugged her. I was ecstatic that she was still alive. "Uncle has promised to teach me the final lesson."
"I know." We both sat on the couch and talked. I spoke of all the things I had learned so far and all of the people I had meet. "Malfoy is terrible as usual."
"You need to be careful around him. Besides Wormtail, Lucius is the Dark Lord's favorite person. That was why he was here in the U.S. That is one reason I sent you away.
"Look, I'm glad you like to teach the DA class, but I want you to stop."
"But, it's helping people. That is it will once they do the formula correctly."
"I don't care. Voldemort is suspicious of me already. If he gets word that you are helping to defeat him, then your uncle will be in trouble. You were sent to your uncle so that it looked like he was training you to become a Death Eater."
"But Mom..."
"No but's. You will stop it this instant." Her voice began to fade, along with the room. I could hear her calling my name, but there was nothing I could do. I tried to call her name, but that didn't work either.
For a few seconds, I stared at blackness, and then everything began to focus. In front of me was a door. It looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. Suddenly, I felt a chilling sensation. I quickly turned around, but no one was there. When I turned back around two people were standing there.
It took a while for me to place them, but I quickly figured it out. Standing in front of me was my mother and myself- twelve years earlier. My mother began, so I listened in.
"This is where it will happen. Voldemort's not dead. I just know it."
"How do you know it?" my younger self asked. I could feel the terror the little girl was emitting. Why did my mother bring me here?
"Don't ask me that. I just know. Now listen. This is where Voldemort will truly die. I don't know who or how he will die, but this is where. Now look me in the eyes." She began to mutter some words, but I couldn't hear them. In seconds though, she caught the younger me as I passed out.
"You will remember this when the times comes," she whispered as she carried me away. I watched her passed, but movements made me look back at the door. Scurrying around was a mouse. Slowly he turned into a human.
"Oh no!" I yelled as I was pulled from my dream. /
Tossing and turning, I tried to get the covers to untangle. Wormtail knew what my mother knew! That was my first thought. Slowly I realized that Wormtail knew that I knew what my mother knew. Was this why I had to protect myself?
Finally, I got the covers untangled from my body, but I didn't move. I just covered my face and cried. I thought I was quiet until I felt my bed sag. Looking up, I saw Hermione, Jessy and Michelle.
"What happened?" Michelle asked.
I only shook my head. I couldn't tell them what I was thinking. I couldn't tell them that I was beginning to blame myself. If my mother died, it would be because of me. If she hadn't told me these things, then she wouldn't be in danger.
My friends still tried to get answers from me, but I wouldn't tell them. They finally left and went back to their beds. When they arose the next morning, I pretended to be asleep.
"I'm really worried about her," whispered Michelle. "I've never seen her cry and she's always told us her secrets." At least they had enough courtesy to speak softly while I 'slept.'
"We have to do something," Jessy cried.
"We'll talk to Dumbledore," Hermione suggested. "He always knows what to do. Knowing him, he probably already knows what's wrong with her." All three of them left and I didn't move.
I didn't have the energy or the will power to move. Anytime I thought about moving, I thought /why should I? /
Dumbledore and Snape entered after a while. If my thoughts about how much time had elapses were right, then my uncle was missing his first class. Dumbledore slowly walked over to me, but quickly backed away from me when he assumed I was asleep.
"Well, let's wake her up," my uncle said. Worry and concern were dripping from his voice.
"She's been though a lot. Let her sleep. She's beginning to remember. Your sister said the she was pulled from their talk."
"I know that. Maybe it wasn't such a good thing to tell her those things. Look at her. She's been crying, she didn't sleep last night and SHE'S not sleeping right now."
I sat up because I knew my uncle wouldn't leave until I did so. "I tried," Dumbledore said.
I nodded and gave him a half smile. "Why me?" I asked.
"Because you were the chosen one. Last year, I told Harry about the prophecy, but I didn't tell him all of it. The second half was for you. There was to be a girl who would help to truly defeat Voldemort. I was given the place and name of that girl. You are that girl."
"Where is the place then?"
"I could no longer tell you. It was erased from my memory the moment your mother showed you. It was also erased from your mother's. Only you hold the memory of where it is."
"Then why hide it from me?" I yelled. Sometime I wanted to slap him. He talked in circles that only made you even more upset.
"For your own protection. There were many Death Eaters still roaming the streets. What would have happened if you accidental let it slip? It would have been a disaster."
"That was why I began to teach you all I know. If you are to face Voldemort, then you will need my help," my uncle said plainly. Suddenly, his face was filled with pain. "I've... I've got to go," he whispered. "He's... he's..."
"Go already," Dumbledore said and my uncle ran from the room. I tried to go after him, but Dumbledore stopped me. "Voldemort is calling. It's best that you stay here. Now, is there anything else that you need to know?"
I only shook my head. "Good, now stay and rest. You can always catch up tomorrow." He pushed me onto the bed and turned to walk away. I laid back down and was asleep in seconds.
A/N: Sorry that I haven't written in ages. I hope you like this chapter. I liked writing it. A hint for the next chapter... We will be visited from a mouse that everybody wants to kill.
A/N: Please enjoy and review.
I quickly settled into bed. Within second I was asleep and dreaming.
/"Hi," my mother greeted me as I entered the living room of my house. "I heard about your success."
I ran up to my mother and hugged her. I was ecstatic that she was still alive. "Uncle has promised to teach me the final lesson."
"I know." We both sat on the couch and talked. I spoke of all the things I had learned so far and all of the people I had meet. "Malfoy is terrible as usual."
"You need to be careful around him. Besides Wormtail, Lucius is the Dark Lord's favorite person. That was why he was here in the U.S. That is one reason I sent you away.
"Look, I'm glad you like to teach the DA class, but I want you to stop."
"But, it's helping people. That is it will once they do the formula correctly."
"I don't care. Voldemort is suspicious of me already. If he gets word that you are helping to defeat him, then your uncle will be in trouble. You were sent to your uncle so that it looked like he was training you to become a Death Eater."
"But Mom..."
"No but's. You will stop it this instant." Her voice began to fade, along with the room. I could hear her calling my name, but there was nothing I could do. I tried to call her name, but that didn't work either.
For a few seconds, I stared at blackness, and then everything began to focus. In front of me was a door. It looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. Suddenly, I felt a chilling sensation. I quickly turned around, but no one was there. When I turned back around two people were standing there.
It took a while for me to place them, but I quickly figured it out. Standing in front of me was my mother and myself- twelve years earlier. My mother began, so I listened in.
"This is where it will happen. Voldemort's not dead. I just know it."
"How do you know it?" my younger self asked. I could feel the terror the little girl was emitting. Why did my mother bring me here?
"Don't ask me that. I just know. Now listen. This is where Voldemort will truly die. I don't know who or how he will die, but this is where. Now look me in the eyes." She began to mutter some words, but I couldn't hear them. In seconds though, she caught the younger me as I passed out.
"You will remember this when the times comes," she whispered as she carried me away. I watched her passed, but movements made me look back at the door. Scurrying around was a mouse. Slowly he turned into a human.
"Oh no!" I yelled as I was pulled from my dream. /
Tossing and turning, I tried to get the covers to untangle. Wormtail knew what my mother knew! That was my first thought. Slowly I realized that Wormtail knew that I knew what my mother knew. Was this why I had to protect myself?
Finally, I got the covers untangled from my body, but I didn't move. I just covered my face and cried. I thought I was quiet until I felt my bed sag. Looking up, I saw Hermione, Jessy and Michelle.
"What happened?" Michelle asked.
I only shook my head. I couldn't tell them what I was thinking. I couldn't tell them that I was beginning to blame myself. If my mother died, it would be because of me. If she hadn't told me these things, then she wouldn't be in danger.
My friends still tried to get answers from me, but I wouldn't tell them. They finally left and went back to their beds. When they arose the next morning, I pretended to be asleep.
"I'm really worried about her," whispered Michelle. "I've never seen her cry and she's always told us her secrets." At least they had enough courtesy to speak softly while I 'slept.'
"We have to do something," Jessy cried.
"We'll talk to Dumbledore," Hermione suggested. "He always knows what to do. Knowing him, he probably already knows what's wrong with her." All three of them left and I didn't move.
I didn't have the energy or the will power to move. Anytime I thought about moving, I thought /why should I? /
Dumbledore and Snape entered after a while. If my thoughts about how much time had elapses were right, then my uncle was missing his first class. Dumbledore slowly walked over to me, but quickly backed away from me when he assumed I was asleep.
"Well, let's wake her up," my uncle said. Worry and concern were dripping from his voice.
"She's been though a lot. Let her sleep. She's beginning to remember. Your sister said the she was pulled from their talk."
"I know that. Maybe it wasn't such a good thing to tell her those things. Look at her. She's been crying, she didn't sleep last night and SHE'S not sleeping right now."
I sat up because I knew my uncle wouldn't leave until I did so. "I tried," Dumbledore said.
I nodded and gave him a half smile. "Why me?" I asked.
"Because you were the chosen one. Last year, I told Harry about the prophecy, but I didn't tell him all of it. The second half was for you. There was to be a girl who would help to truly defeat Voldemort. I was given the place and name of that girl. You are that girl."
"Where is the place then?"
"I could no longer tell you. It was erased from my memory the moment your mother showed you. It was also erased from your mother's. Only you hold the memory of where it is."
"Then why hide it from me?" I yelled. Sometime I wanted to slap him. He talked in circles that only made you even more upset.
"For your own protection. There were many Death Eaters still roaming the streets. What would have happened if you accidental let it slip? It would have been a disaster."
"That was why I began to teach you all I know. If you are to face Voldemort, then you will need my help," my uncle said plainly. Suddenly, his face was filled with pain. "I've... I've got to go," he whispered. "He's... he's..."
"Go already," Dumbledore said and my uncle ran from the room. I tried to go after him, but Dumbledore stopped me. "Voldemort is calling. It's best that you stay here. Now, is there anything else that you need to know?"
I only shook my head. "Good, now stay and rest. You can always catch up tomorrow." He pushed me onto the bed and turned to walk away. I laid back down and was asleep in seconds.
A/N: Sorry that I haven't written in ages. I hope you like this chapter. I liked writing it. A hint for the next chapter... We will be visited from a mouse that everybody wants to kill.