Chapter 18
Marauders Unite!
Meagan shrieked, her eyes becoming red. "CATE! YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!" She screamed. She snapped her fingers and disappeared. She appeared next to Harry in the dungeon.
"Meagan!" He gasped, "Are you alright?" Meagan nodded, healing her arm. "We saw what happened." Said Marykate quietly. Meagan nodded grimly. "She wasn't lying." Meagan said. "We have to do something." She stated, and spat bitterly on the ground.
Marykate looked at Meagan. Meagan looked at Marykate. 'Do you think we can stop her?' Marykate mind-waved. Meagan smiled reassuringly. 'I'm sure we can, Marykate.' Marykate smiled broadly. Meagan clapped her shoulder. A strong wind blew throughout the room, knocking everyone but Meagan and Marykate down. Meagan gasped in surprise. "What-!" She exclaimed, her fingers starting to shine. Marykate squealed as her feet lifted from the ground. The room began to glow.
To everyone's surprise, all of their robes drained of black and became white. Meagan suddenly smiled. Marykate did the same. The faced each other, and, smiling broadly, connected their flat palms.
There was a noise like an explosion as the room was suddenly illuminated. Meagan and Marykate certainly knew what was going on. Their toes skimmed the ground as new, sweetened air filled the room. They both fell, laughing like crazy. Marykate grabbed Meagan's shoulders. "Meagan! This is it! The power! The power that stops evil!" She shrieked happily.
Meagan stood up, her eyes bright purple. She looked down at her robes. "What was that?" Asked Ron. "It's another power!" Meagan said, still grinning. "What does it do?" Asked Hermione. "It destroys evil!" Marykate said. "We can stop Voldemort!"
"And Cate!"
"And the Death Eaters!"
Meagan and Marykate were gripping each other's arms and bouncing. "I can't believe this! I can't!" Meagan squealed. She ran over to Harry and kissed him full on the lips. Harry grabbed her and they fell over, still kissing. Everyone seemed surprised, besides Marykate.
Meagan stood up again and brushed her robes. Everyone was staring at her, dumbstruck. "Ahhh, I believe we have some new visitors at Hogwarts, this evening." She said.
* * *
Ferre and Ridere waited nervously in Professor Dumbledore's office. 'What do you think will happen?' Asked Ferre in her mind to Ridere. This was a special thing that connected the two twins. They could talk to each other through their thoughts. 'I don't know.' Replied Ridere, going even paler.
There was excited from outside. "I can't believe this, Blue Eyes! Wait until Professor Dumbledore hears!" It was a man's voice, though he sounded as excited as a three-year-old who had just got the present of their dreams. "Padfoot, Padfoot, Padfoot, how many times have you said that?" Asked a girl. "Meagan, it is very amazing, you've got to agree." Said another girl. "Marykate, I totally agree, but Padfoot has said it once too many times. It's starting to get on my nerves."
The door opened and people in white, Hogwarts robes stood in the doorway. Ridere raised his eyebrows. "Um. Do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?" Asked a girl with brown hair and sparkling- Ridere blinked to see if he was seeing okay. A girl with sparkling purple eyes stood in the doorway. She blinked, looking like she was trying to get something out of her eyes.
"Hi." Said Ferre. The girl's eyes were now blue. "Hello, my name is Meagan, and you name is.?" Meagan said, braking off. "Ferre. And this is my twin brother Ridere." Said Ferre.
"Ahhh. You're French, by the looks of you names and of you accents." Meagan said. She jumped as though someone hit her and glared at a red haired girl that stood beside her. "I'm Marykate. This is Ron," She pointed to Ron, then began to name the others, "Sirius, Elizabeth, Hermione, and. ah. oh yeah, Harry."
Meagan leaned on Harry's shoulder, who was now grinning. "And here are the new students." Said a voice behind them all, making them jump. None other than Professor Dumbledore walked into his office, glancing briefly at a phoenix by the wall.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Meagan squealed. "Yes?" Asked Professor Dumbledore. "We have it! We have the power that'll stop old Voldiwarts! And Cate! And the Death Eaters!" She said. Ridere stared. Her eyes were purple again and they seemed to gleam.
Professor Dumbledore sat down. "And would that be the reason that your robes are white?" He asked, a definite twinkle to his eyes. Meagan grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."
Ferre grinned. This was amusing. Powers? She snorted. This is nonsense.
"Meagan." Said a voice that floated across the room, "You know you can never catch me."
Meagan twitched and narrowed her eyes. "You'll see, Catherine Ann Black, I can catch you. I've been through a lot more than you. I can't believe you're Padfoot's daughter. You aren't a Gryffindor. You aren't brave. You're a coward. You kill and then you run. Cowardice. That's what it is, cowardice." She spat.
"Uh, uh, uh Meagan. Do not get me mad."
Meagan was shaking. "You were right. You'll never be your mother. She died to save you, you know. Don't you remember? She died. For nothing. She cares about you. Every time you kill someone, you hurt her. Don't you see, Cate? Don't you see?" She shouted. Her eyes were red and a tapestry on the wall caught on fire.
With a shout of anger, Meagan disappeared from the room.
* * *
Meagan sobbed into her robes by the grave of her parents. She was on her knees. "I tried!" She cried out suddenly. "I tried! It was too late! Forgive me!" She put her face in her hands. "James. Lily. Mom. Dad! I tried! I didn't want you to die! Prongs, you were one of my best friends! Lily, you were so sweet! Mom, Dad, you cared for me! Forgive me for being too late! Please!" She sobbed.
"Meagan?" Asked a voice behind her. Meagan jumped to her feet and whirled around. "Is that you?" It was her brother Mark. His steely blue eyes glinted in the sun and his brown hair shined.
"No." Said Meagan sarcastically, "I'm a boggart. Yes, it's me!" She looked at the grave. "But-how can you look. younger than me?" Mark asked. "A spell." Meagan said shortly. He snorted. "A spell? Not that 'I'm a witch!' Story again. I was four."
Meagan's eyes became red. "And what about those powers? You said you had some. If you really do, show me." Mark said. Meagan gave and exasperated sigh and pointed to a tree. What looked like lightning zapped out of her hand hit it. "Believe me now?" She snapped. He didn't answer. He was gaping over her shoulder, when an all-too-familiar laugh rang out.
"Ahhh, Blue Eyes. Lighten up, would ya? It's your little brother!" Meagan whirled around. She gasped. "James?"
"Righto!" Said James, laughing. "Y-you look so. solid." Meagan said uncertainly. "No. I'm a ghost." He scratched his head. "Although I don't know where Lily is."
Meagan snorted. "How do you loose your wife?" She asked. James sighed. "I really don't know." He said, shrugging. Mark was still gaping. Meagan waved a hand in front of his face. "Wake u-up!" She exclaimed. Mark snapped out of his trans.
"That can't be what I think it is." He muttered his eyes wide with amazement. "Meet James, who was my crush through fifth year and sixth year, but he fell head-over-heels for Lily." Meagan said. James rolled his eyes. "Are you still mad about that?" He asked. Meagan nodded.
"Know what? We have to get Moony and Padfoot over here." Said Meagan suddenly. She turned to James. "Can you appeared at Hogwarts, or do you need a little of my magic?" She said, wiggling her fingers. James floated backwards. "No. I think I can handle it." He said and disappeared. "Astala bye bye!" Meagan said, and disappeared.
* * *
Meagan finished the letter and looked at the parchment, it read,
Dear Moony,
It is I, Blue Eyes, the fifth Marauder. I don't know if I modified your memory too, but I know Prongs and Padfoot remember. And, yes, you read it right. Prongs is here! He's a ghost! Meet us in the Shrieking shack at eight!
Yours truly,
Meagan, a.k.a. Blue Eyes
Sirius was still staring at James in disbelief. Meagan looked at the clock. Seven. She looked out the window at the Shrieking Shack. Her eyes were misted over in remembrance. Tonight. Eight. After all these years.
* * *
Meagan was in her Animagi form from long ago. Her ears pricked up as she heard Sirius and Lupin on the stairs. "Now Moony, what you are going to see might scare you." Said Sirius, opening the door. Lupin's eyes watered as he saw James. "Prongs." He said. "Hello, Moony, old boy." Said James.
"Where is Blue Eyes?" Lupin asked. "Well." Said Sirius as there was a small 'pop' and Meagan sat sitting on an old rickety chair. "Blue Eyes!" Lupin let out a strangled cry. "Hullo Moony, do you like what I did with the place?" Meagan said, gesturing to the wall, which now had pink wallpaper on it.
Lupin just stood there gaping. "Okay." Said Meagan, looking at the walls, "So maybe pink wasn't the best color to paint the walls."
Lupin embraced Meagan, who let out a disgusted squeal. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay. No mushy stuff." She said, and then grinned. She held out her hand. Sirius put his hand on hers. Lupin put his hand on Sirius's and James on Lupin's.
"MARAUDERS UNITE!" All four shouted, grinning at each other.
Marauders Unite!
Meagan shrieked, her eyes becoming red. "CATE! YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!" She screamed. She snapped her fingers and disappeared. She appeared next to Harry in the dungeon.
"Meagan!" He gasped, "Are you alright?" Meagan nodded, healing her arm. "We saw what happened." Said Marykate quietly. Meagan nodded grimly. "She wasn't lying." Meagan said. "We have to do something." She stated, and spat bitterly on the ground.
Marykate looked at Meagan. Meagan looked at Marykate. 'Do you think we can stop her?' Marykate mind-waved. Meagan smiled reassuringly. 'I'm sure we can, Marykate.' Marykate smiled broadly. Meagan clapped her shoulder. A strong wind blew throughout the room, knocking everyone but Meagan and Marykate down. Meagan gasped in surprise. "What-!" She exclaimed, her fingers starting to shine. Marykate squealed as her feet lifted from the ground. The room began to glow.
To everyone's surprise, all of their robes drained of black and became white. Meagan suddenly smiled. Marykate did the same. The faced each other, and, smiling broadly, connected their flat palms.
There was a noise like an explosion as the room was suddenly illuminated. Meagan and Marykate certainly knew what was going on. Their toes skimmed the ground as new, sweetened air filled the room. They both fell, laughing like crazy. Marykate grabbed Meagan's shoulders. "Meagan! This is it! The power! The power that stops evil!" She shrieked happily.
Meagan stood up, her eyes bright purple. She looked down at her robes. "What was that?" Asked Ron. "It's another power!" Meagan said, still grinning. "What does it do?" Asked Hermione. "It destroys evil!" Marykate said. "We can stop Voldemort!"
"And Cate!"
"And the Death Eaters!"
Meagan and Marykate were gripping each other's arms and bouncing. "I can't believe this! I can't!" Meagan squealed. She ran over to Harry and kissed him full on the lips. Harry grabbed her and they fell over, still kissing. Everyone seemed surprised, besides Marykate.
Meagan stood up again and brushed her robes. Everyone was staring at her, dumbstruck. "Ahhh, I believe we have some new visitors at Hogwarts, this evening." She said.
* * *
Ferre and Ridere waited nervously in Professor Dumbledore's office. 'What do you think will happen?' Asked Ferre in her mind to Ridere. This was a special thing that connected the two twins. They could talk to each other through their thoughts. 'I don't know.' Replied Ridere, going even paler.
There was excited from outside. "I can't believe this, Blue Eyes! Wait until Professor Dumbledore hears!" It was a man's voice, though he sounded as excited as a three-year-old who had just got the present of their dreams. "Padfoot, Padfoot, Padfoot, how many times have you said that?" Asked a girl. "Meagan, it is very amazing, you've got to agree." Said another girl. "Marykate, I totally agree, but Padfoot has said it once too many times. It's starting to get on my nerves."
The door opened and people in white, Hogwarts robes stood in the doorway. Ridere raised his eyebrows. "Um. Do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?" Asked a girl with brown hair and sparkling- Ridere blinked to see if he was seeing okay. A girl with sparkling purple eyes stood in the doorway. She blinked, looking like she was trying to get something out of her eyes.
"Hi." Said Ferre. The girl's eyes were now blue. "Hello, my name is Meagan, and you name is.?" Meagan said, braking off. "Ferre. And this is my twin brother Ridere." Said Ferre.
"Ahhh. You're French, by the looks of you names and of you accents." Meagan said. She jumped as though someone hit her and glared at a red haired girl that stood beside her. "I'm Marykate. This is Ron," She pointed to Ron, then began to name the others, "Sirius, Elizabeth, Hermione, and. ah. oh yeah, Harry."
Meagan leaned on Harry's shoulder, who was now grinning. "And here are the new students." Said a voice behind them all, making them jump. None other than Professor Dumbledore walked into his office, glancing briefly at a phoenix by the wall.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Meagan squealed. "Yes?" Asked Professor Dumbledore. "We have it! We have the power that'll stop old Voldiwarts! And Cate! And the Death Eaters!" She said. Ridere stared. Her eyes were purple again and they seemed to gleam.
Professor Dumbledore sat down. "And would that be the reason that your robes are white?" He asked, a definite twinkle to his eyes. Meagan grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."
Ferre grinned. This was amusing. Powers? She snorted. This is nonsense.
"Meagan." Said a voice that floated across the room, "You know you can never catch me."
Meagan twitched and narrowed her eyes. "You'll see, Catherine Ann Black, I can catch you. I've been through a lot more than you. I can't believe you're Padfoot's daughter. You aren't a Gryffindor. You aren't brave. You're a coward. You kill and then you run. Cowardice. That's what it is, cowardice." She spat.
"Uh, uh, uh Meagan. Do not get me mad."
Meagan was shaking. "You were right. You'll never be your mother. She died to save you, you know. Don't you remember? She died. For nothing. She cares about you. Every time you kill someone, you hurt her. Don't you see, Cate? Don't you see?" She shouted. Her eyes were red and a tapestry on the wall caught on fire.
With a shout of anger, Meagan disappeared from the room.
* * *
Meagan sobbed into her robes by the grave of her parents. She was on her knees. "I tried!" She cried out suddenly. "I tried! It was too late! Forgive me!" She put her face in her hands. "James. Lily. Mom. Dad! I tried! I didn't want you to die! Prongs, you were one of my best friends! Lily, you were so sweet! Mom, Dad, you cared for me! Forgive me for being too late! Please!" She sobbed.
"Meagan?" Asked a voice behind her. Meagan jumped to her feet and whirled around. "Is that you?" It was her brother Mark. His steely blue eyes glinted in the sun and his brown hair shined.
"No." Said Meagan sarcastically, "I'm a boggart. Yes, it's me!" She looked at the grave. "But-how can you look. younger than me?" Mark asked. "A spell." Meagan said shortly. He snorted. "A spell? Not that 'I'm a witch!' Story again. I was four."
Meagan's eyes became red. "And what about those powers? You said you had some. If you really do, show me." Mark said. Meagan gave and exasperated sigh and pointed to a tree. What looked like lightning zapped out of her hand hit it. "Believe me now?" She snapped. He didn't answer. He was gaping over her shoulder, when an all-too-familiar laugh rang out.
"Ahhh, Blue Eyes. Lighten up, would ya? It's your little brother!" Meagan whirled around. She gasped. "James?"
"Righto!" Said James, laughing. "Y-you look so. solid." Meagan said uncertainly. "No. I'm a ghost." He scratched his head. "Although I don't know where Lily is."
Meagan snorted. "How do you loose your wife?" She asked. James sighed. "I really don't know." He said, shrugging. Mark was still gaping. Meagan waved a hand in front of his face. "Wake u-up!" She exclaimed. Mark snapped out of his trans.
"That can't be what I think it is." He muttered his eyes wide with amazement. "Meet James, who was my crush through fifth year and sixth year, but he fell head-over-heels for Lily." Meagan said. James rolled his eyes. "Are you still mad about that?" He asked. Meagan nodded.
"Know what? We have to get Moony and Padfoot over here." Said Meagan suddenly. She turned to James. "Can you appeared at Hogwarts, or do you need a little of my magic?" She said, wiggling her fingers. James floated backwards. "No. I think I can handle it." He said and disappeared. "Astala bye bye!" Meagan said, and disappeared.
* * *
Meagan finished the letter and looked at the parchment, it read,
Dear Moony,
It is I, Blue Eyes, the fifth Marauder. I don't know if I modified your memory too, but I know Prongs and Padfoot remember. And, yes, you read it right. Prongs is here! He's a ghost! Meet us in the Shrieking shack at eight!
Yours truly,
Meagan, a.k.a. Blue Eyes
Sirius was still staring at James in disbelief. Meagan looked at the clock. Seven. She looked out the window at the Shrieking Shack. Her eyes were misted over in remembrance. Tonight. Eight. After all these years.
* * *
Meagan was in her Animagi form from long ago. Her ears pricked up as she heard Sirius and Lupin on the stairs. "Now Moony, what you are going to see might scare you." Said Sirius, opening the door. Lupin's eyes watered as he saw James. "Prongs." He said. "Hello, Moony, old boy." Said James.
"Where is Blue Eyes?" Lupin asked. "Well." Said Sirius as there was a small 'pop' and Meagan sat sitting on an old rickety chair. "Blue Eyes!" Lupin let out a strangled cry. "Hullo Moony, do you like what I did with the place?" Meagan said, gesturing to the wall, which now had pink wallpaper on it.
Lupin just stood there gaping. "Okay." Said Meagan, looking at the walls, "So maybe pink wasn't the best color to paint the walls."
Lupin embraced Meagan, who let out a disgusted squeal. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay. No mushy stuff." She said, and then grinned. She held out her hand. Sirius put his hand on hers. Lupin put his hand on Sirius's and James on Lupin's.
"MARAUDERS UNITE!" All four shouted, grinning at each other.