The Deceiving Truth

Ch. 7 – The Scabby Truth

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Knock

"What?  I'm resting!"

"May I enter?"

"Why?"

"I have news."

"News?"

"Yes my L…"

"WHAT'S THE NEWS?"

"There has been a disturbance at the school Mi…"

"WHAT," there was the sound of heavy breathing.  "What kind of disturbance?'

"Strange things… have been happening."

"Such as what?"

"People flying…"

"That's not new."

"Without a wand or a wand pointed at them."

"What else?"

"Things appearing, people disappearing, and someone saying things that are…"

"Are what?  I'M GETTING IMPATIENT!"

"Well, everything was quick, than one of the students yelled out something like 'SHUT UP.  SHUT UP ALL OF YOU!'"

"Very well.  Leave."

"Yes my Liege."

"I guess it's started.  Well, Dumbledore it looks like their almost ready.  And I'll be waiting.  Waiting to kill them when they least expecting it."  An evil laugh echoed throughout the building

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"TAG!"

"What?" asked a confused Ethelinda.

"Tag."

"What's 'Tag'?"

"Harry!" whined Esmeralda.

"What sister dearest?" asked Harry sarcastically as he entered the Head Common Room.

"Your girlfriend doesn't know what tag is?"

This made both Harry and Ethelinda blush.

"She's/He's not my girlfriend/boyfriend!" yelled both Harry and Ethelinda.

Harry saw movement in a dark corner of the room.  As if Crookshanks could read his mind he strutted over to the corner and started to growl and chase after something.

Harry laughed and turned back to his sister, her friends, his friends, and Draco.

"Why don't you explain tag Essy?"

"Don't call me that!"

"Call you what Essy?"

"You bastard.  Don't call me Essy!'

"What should I call you sister dearest?"  He smirked at her.  "Esmer, Lily, Draco lover…"

Everyone stared at Esmeralda.

She blushed.  "Shut up!" she hissed.  "You… you… Ethelinda lover!"

Ethelinda and Harry blushed.  "So… umm… tag… umm… is a game."

"No shit Sherlock!' said Rubena.

"And someone is 'it'.  'It' tries to catch the other people by touching them and then they become 'it'.  When the game starts, 'it' has to count to ten before they can start chasing people.  When someone else is 'it' they don't count and can't tag the person who tagged them.  So that's the game."

"Interesting."

"Do you want to play?" asked Esmeralda

"I'll play," said Draco.

Everyone else said yes and they started playing with Rubena as 'it'.

An hour later they all fell down on the ground exhausted.

"You know Potter, for a muggle game, that was pretty fun," gasped Draco.

"Thanks but I do try," Esmeralda said.

"I didn't say anything about trying.  I was merely stating," smirked Draco.

"Whatever."  'Draco is so cute when he smirks!'

Ethelinda gasped.  "You think my brother is cute Ez?"

"Umm, Eth, I didn't say anything."  'I think she's lost a few bolts.'

"I'm not crazy!"

"Never said you were hun,' said Esmeralda as she patted her shoulder.

"But you said I had lost a few bolts."

Esmeralda gasped.  "I thought that.  This is freaky."  She sat in silence for a few minutes.  "I think I know what's going on but we have to check with Dumbledore."

"What IS going on?" asked Hermione who was mad that she couldn't figure it out.

"Hermione, Ron, you need to leave."  Esmeralda started to push them out the entrance.  "If I'm right, which I'm pretty sure I am, then this is confidential information."  She shut the entrance and went back to the centre of the room where everyone else was.

"What do you thinks happening?" asked Saphira.

"I was watching everyone yesterday."  She sighed.  "I'll start at the beginning.  SSS, or Secord's School of Sorcery is where we are all going next year.  If you go to SS from the start, when you first get your letter, it says if you are going for seven or eight years.  If you are a regular witch or wizard, you go for seven years.  If you are a sorcerer or sorceress, you go for eight years.  Now, if you are a sorcerer or sorceress, you wear a special crest on your robes so that people can tell who's what.  Anyways, sorcerers and sorceresses don't come into their powers until their eighth year or if they are not at SSS, when they are nineteen.  Because we are all going to SSS next year, we all have to be sorcerers or sorceresses.  Now, I was watching everyone yesterday and I noticed that we all have sorcery powers.  Draco, I believe you have the power to teleport."

"Cool. Can I try it?"

"No we should wait until we go to Dumbledore."

"How do you know that Draco has teleportation?" asked Ethelinda.

"Yesterday Draco teleported to the Slytherin table and then back to the Gryffindor table.  Rubena, yesterday, I believe you turned invisible giving you the power to turn invisible at will.  Saphira, yesterday at breakfast, you cut yourself with a knife and healed the cut."

Saphira looked down at her hand and nodded.

"I believe you have the power of the Phoenix."

"What?" asked Saphira.

"The power to heal.  Harry, I believe we have the same power.  Telekinesis.  The ability to move things with our minds.  Ethelinda, I think you have the power to read minds.  Actually, I know you have the power to read minds."

"That would explain yesterday when I heard the voices in my head."

"Yea that would."

Everyone stayed quiet for a moment until Rubena asked something.

"You said people only come into their powers when they are in their eighth year of SSS or nineteen.  Why did we start to come into our powers yesterday?"

"I was thinking about that.  You see, people only come into their powers early if there are one or two Sheikrahs coming into their power at the time around those people.  Sheikrahs are the leaders of sorcerers and sorceresses.  They have three powers instead of one.  There are three Sheikrahs each millennium.  There is already one.  The first is more of an advisor as the second two, who are always twins, are the most powerful.  I think the other to Sheikrahs are two of us."

Everyone looked stunned.  "But that means that you and Harry, or Ethelinda and Draco are the two Sheikrahs."

Esmeralda nodded her head.  "Now that I think about, I think its Harry and myself even though Ethelinda's power has shown itself more."

"Why do you think that?" asked Draco.

"Because Harry and myself share the same power."

"But you only have one power!" exclaimed Rubena.

"I'm not sure about that.  I think we need to see Dumbledore."

Everyone nodded and left the room.

None of them noticed a ginger-haired cat with something in their mouth follow them out.

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Harry spoke the password and they all walked up the moving stairs to Dumbledore's office.  Harry knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Rubena opened the door and they all entered.  The ginger-haired cat slipped through the door before it closed and walked into the shadows.

"How can I help you?"

Esmeralda smiled at him suddenly.  "You know why we are here Sheikrah White."

Harry looked at her and Dumbledore.  "Sir?  You're the first Sheikrah?!?"

"Yes I am.  Now everyone, I have been going over your thoughts.  Esmeralda was right in all her guesses."

Ethelinda gasped.  "You're a mind reader to?"

"Quick my dear.  Among other things."

"How did you know that Esmeralda's last guess was right?' asked Rubena.

"The guess about the Sheikrahs?"  Seeing her nod, he continued.  "A Sheikrah can sense other Sheikrahs."

"Oh."

"Because you six have come into your powers early, I will train you here until you leave for SSS.  I will need you to stay at SSS for the summer so that none of you do something drastic or someone with evil intentions gets to you."

Everyone nodded when Crookshanks jumped onto the desk with a rat in his mouth.

Everyone stared at the cat and rat with interest until Harry frozen the rat.

Crookshanks, feeling that the rat wasn't moving anymore, jumped off the desk and left the room.

"Why'd you freeze the rat?"

Harry transfigured a quill into a cage and threw the rat into it.  He looked up.  "That's no rat."

"What do you mean Harry?" asked Dumbledore.

"That rat has a silver paw.  I noticed it when the light reflected off it."

Dumbledore was the only one who understood him.

Harry sighed.  "That rat is Peter Pettigrew."

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