She looked into the shocked eyes of three quarters of the school students
And felt a slight smile creep onto her face. There was nothing like a good
explosion to get you the attention you deserved.
Looking at Dumbledore she felt the hurt disillusionment flood her soul,
this man she should have been able to trust. It was good that she'd held aloof
from him even after his warm greetings, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to
do what she'd done.
The ceiling above her had gone from a midsummer's sky to the pure darkness
that could only be found in a midwinter's night. She could hear the whispers,
they redoubled when the doorway filled behind her, she could feel Draco there
like a fire against her spine. He had forgiven her, they all had. And that was
all she needed.
She met blue eyes that snapped with anger and felt the sheet lightning
that moved across the ceiling in response to the wave of anger that took her.
She should have been afraid, even her father feared this man, but after what
he had tried to do, the anger was to strong now for fear.
The fire moved, warmed her side, the whispers began again, but it seemed
Draco was destined to stand beside her, in this conflict as with all the others.
Then Harry moved to the other side, it was ironic, to see these two enemies
united at her side, it could get them both expelled.
It could see them both dead.
"You managed to get out then, I'm surprised you remained"
She let an eyebrow raise, it was a conscious mimicry of the boy at her
side.
"You thought I'd leave alone? Now would that be sensible?"
The tension that zipped through Harry was palpable, come on, trust me
now. Her thoughts weren't audible but that one almost was, they had to trust
her for this bluff, because she wouldn't take them to her father, and she couldn't
leave. Not if she wanted to survive, plus she intended to vent her spleen.
Dumbledore's face seemed to have lost blood, that was a pleasing notion,
but then he pulled himself straighter, he'd stood the moment the doors had
imploded, now the other staff members were standing too. Lupin and McGonagle.
The others appeared to be elsewhere. Lupin was starting at Harry, then he
spoke.
"Harry, move away and take your friends with you, she's dangerous"
She waited, tense beyond belief for his decision and watched from
the corner of his eye as he shook his head and spoke.
"No Sir, I'd rather stay where I am"
Watching the expression on Lupin's face would have made her laugh at
any other time, the Werewolf was trapped in a corner. Then Dumbledore was
speaking to her again.
"Have you enspelled the children"
For a second she felt the freeze of cold rage tingle along her nerves
and she knew she would be glowing from the skin out.
"I couldn't if I wanted too, the only spell I've cast is that of truth, I
explained my history in detail. They don't fear me, they know me"
She raised her chin, she might be small and ragged but she'd face this
man as what she was, a sorceress of the first order. And she watched as a
reluctant smile slid into his eyes.
"That was bravely done of you Lady Voldemort, perhaps a little too brave?"
Her entire body flinched at the title, it was certainly never one she'd
claimed. But it sent a wreath of shock around the room, she would stand, this
was no worse than her final ordeal, no worse than killing in the duelling
circle.
"Indeed, that's possible, but one cannot reject ones heritage"
At that she felt Draco's hand slip into hers almost at the exact moment
Harry's fell onto her shoulder. It made her stronger, that and the three
unflinching presence's at her back. She watched Dumbledore sigh.
"Then you must stay, I hope that these will guard you well"
She would have accepted that, unwilling as it was, but Draco it seemed
was determined to say something.
"Headmaster, you misjudge"
Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly but he continued to look at them,
he was going to let Draco speak.
"Knowing what you know of me, and my own education, my family, you allow me here
without suspicion. How can you judge Amaris on a different scale"
White eyebrows rose, and then fell again before his gaze touched hers
"And he knows everything?"
She raised her chin.
"Everything, he knows that I lead the sorceresses, that i have killed and worse
with my magic. He has seen my darkness, and yet he forgives me everything. I
would accept no less of my Drake"
For a second she thought that it was going to go horribly wrong, that
he would remove both of them and the great hall darkened almost to matte black.
And then he sighed.
"Very well then. Remain as you wish, learn as best you can, but learn the
important things first Amaris, learn to care"
For a moment she wanted to retort, instead she smiled and allowed the
robes to melt away to her sorceresses uniform before she bowed and turned
towards the door, but there was a call over her shoulder.
"And return my ceiling to normal"
She heard a muffled giggle from Hermoine and it lifted her spirits enough
that the great halls ceiling snapped back to its normal view, as she walked
out of the great hall she could hear him speaking to her uncle, it sounded
pretty safe though, as she passed out of hearing range she laughed. Because
what she heard was
"And make the child fix the door"
And felt a slight smile creep onto her face. There was nothing like a good
explosion to get you the attention you deserved.
Looking at Dumbledore she felt the hurt disillusionment flood her soul,
this man she should have been able to trust. It was good that she'd held aloof
from him even after his warm greetings, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to
do what she'd done.
The ceiling above her had gone from a midsummer's sky to the pure darkness
that could only be found in a midwinter's night. She could hear the whispers,
they redoubled when the doorway filled behind her, she could feel Draco there
like a fire against her spine. He had forgiven her, they all had. And that was
all she needed.
She met blue eyes that snapped with anger and felt the sheet lightning
that moved across the ceiling in response to the wave of anger that took her.
She should have been afraid, even her father feared this man, but after what
he had tried to do, the anger was to strong now for fear.
The fire moved, warmed her side, the whispers began again, but it seemed
Draco was destined to stand beside her, in this conflict as with all the others.
Then Harry moved to the other side, it was ironic, to see these two enemies
united at her side, it could get them both expelled.
It could see them both dead.
"You managed to get out then, I'm surprised you remained"
She let an eyebrow raise, it was a conscious mimicry of the boy at her
side.
"You thought I'd leave alone? Now would that be sensible?"
The tension that zipped through Harry was palpable, come on, trust me
now. Her thoughts weren't audible but that one almost was, they had to trust
her for this bluff, because she wouldn't take them to her father, and she couldn't
leave. Not if she wanted to survive, plus she intended to vent her spleen.
Dumbledore's face seemed to have lost blood, that was a pleasing notion,
but then he pulled himself straighter, he'd stood the moment the doors had
imploded, now the other staff members were standing too. Lupin and McGonagle.
The others appeared to be elsewhere. Lupin was starting at Harry, then he
spoke.
"Harry, move away and take your friends with you, she's dangerous"
She waited, tense beyond belief for his decision and watched from
the corner of his eye as he shook his head and spoke.
"No Sir, I'd rather stay where I am"
Watching the expression on Lupin's face would have made her laugh at
any other time, the Werewolf was trapped in a corner. Then Dumbledore was
speaking to her again.
"Have you enspelled the children"
For a second she felt the freeze of cold rage tingle along her nerves
and she knew she would be glowing from the skin out.
"I couldn't if I wanted too, the only spell I've cast is that of truth, I
explained my history in detail. They don't fear me, they know me"
She raised her chin, she might be small and ragged but she'd face this
man as what she was, a sorceress of the first order. And she watched as a
reluctant smile slid into his eyes.
"That was bravely done of you Lady Voldemort, perhaps a little too brave?"
Her entire body flinched at the title, it was certainly never one she'd
claimed. But it sent a wreath of shock around the room, she would stand, this
was no worse than her final ordeal, no worse than killing in the duelling
circle.
"Indeed, that's possible, but one cannot reject ones heritage"
At that she felt Draco's hand slip into hers almost at the exact moment
Harry's fell onto her shoulder. It made her stronger, that and the three
unflinching presence's at her back. She watched Dumbledore sigh.
"Then you must stay, I hope that these will guard you well"
She would have accepted that, unwilling as it was, but Draco it seemed
was determined to say something.
"Headmaster, you misjudge"
Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly but he continued to look at them,
he was going to let Draco speak.
"Knowing what you know of me, and my own education, my family, you allow me here
without suspicion. How can you judge Amaris on a different scale"
White eyebrows rose, and then fell again before his gaze touched hers
"And he knows everything?"
She raised her chin.
"Everything, he knows that I lead the sorceresses, that i have killed and worse
with my magic. He has seen my darkness, and yet he forgives me everything. I
would accept no less of my Drake"
For a second she thought that it was going to go horribly wrong, that
he would remove both of them and the great hall darkened almost to matte black.
And then he sighed.
"Very well then. Remain as you wish, learn as best you can, but learn the
important things first Amaris, learn to care"
For a moment she wanted to retort, instead she smiled and allowed the
robes to melt away to her sorceresses uniform before she bowed and turned
towards the door, but there was a call over her shoulder.
"And return my ceiling to normal"
She heard a muffled giggle from Hermoine and it lifted her spirits enough
that the great halls ceiling snapped back to its normal view, as she walked
out of the great hall she could hear him speaking to her uncle, it sounded
pretty safe though, as she passed out of hearing range she laughed. Because
what she heard was
"And make the child fix the door"
