Chapter 4 - The New Girl
Hermione and Ron were so surprised at this information that all of them went to bed that moment. The mere thought of it was sad. Sirius captured by Voldemort.
The next day, they went to breakfast like nothing had happened to not attract attention. When breakfast was over they went to their classes. Transfiguration was unusually slow. Hermione wasn't even the first to put her hand up. It was Andrea.
Harry hadn't noticed Andrea since the sorting. He moved his chair closer to hers to talk.
"Hello. I'm"
"Harry Potter. I know," she said.
"Oh. Well, do you want to"
"Sit next to your friends, Ron and Hermione? Maybe." Harry looked strangely.
"How did I do that, you ask?" Andrea said. "Telepathy is a family trait. I don't know why."
"Oh." Harry said and scooted back over to his seat. The rest of the class they didn't talk. Professor McGonagall got worried when Hermione didn't answer any of the questions, but Hermione reassured her. As they walked to their next class, Andrea came up to them.
"Hey," she said, "Can I walk with you guys to the next class?" They agreed and she kept up to their pace.
"I don't have many friends," she said.
"Don't worry," Harry said, "You can be friends with us."
"How did"
"I know? You're not the only one who can read minds." They all laughed at that remark. Andrea smiled at Harry and he smiled back. The rest of the day was considerably boring. Andrea did become better friends with them.
By the end of the day, they were very tired. They went to bed and got really rested. The next day, though, would be a day that would change Harry's' outlook of Andrea.
It was another boring day and Harry had to get something from his luggage. He went to his bedside and opened his trunk. He took out the stuff in his way and put it on his bed. He then noticed something behind him. He quickly turned around. It was Andrea.
"Oh," Harry said, "Hi, Andrea. Did you know you can't be here?"
"Oh, who cares," she said. "I just wanted to say something." She came over to him and sat on the pile of things on his bed.
"I just wanted to say thank you for being my friend. I think that we will be great friends. I hope we can be, at least."
"OK. Well, you'd better get out of here," Harry said. Andrea gave him one last smile and left the room. When she was gone, he happened to look at the pile of his things to see something blinking. He moved some stuff out of the way to see what it was. What it happened to be was his Lie Detector Quill. It was blinking twice over and over again.
"So she wants to be my friend, huh?" he whispered to himself. "Thank you to whoever gave me this. Wait a minute, I wonder who did give me this?"
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The wind was blowing hard outside of the closed, musty window. Two figures were asleep in a room overlooking the stormy day. A new figure stepped into the room and went over to a sleeping one.
"Wake up, Rici," he said into her ear. She slowly awakened and gasped to see Voldemort in front of her.
"Let me go," she said and tried to move, but couldn't.
"Sorry, but I can't do that. I need you. If you cooperate, maybe I won't kill you."
"Why should I cooperate? I've been taken and kept captive for who knows how long. I knew that you would never treat me right." Voldemort stood in front of her and started to smile.
"Just because I got you in trouble a few times in school doesn't mean that I wouldn't have treated you right. You could have ruled with me right now, but you took the scrawny little goodie instead of me. I'm still glad that we did go together for our first 4 years at Hogwarts."
"That is the only thing I regret from being at school, going out with you!" At that, Voldemort's smile went away.
"I guess that you won't want to be with me after this, then?" Voldemort said. All of the commotion had awoken the other figure. He too gasped at the sight of him.
"Why are you doing this?" Thomas Goddfrey asked Voldemort.
"Why? Why, you ask?" Voldemort said to him, "I have learned of the Permandebien Star and it's power. I wantI need that power. Only you people know how to unlock the secrets of it."
Mr. Goddfrey looked disgusted. "So, you just want us for more power. Well, I won't take any part in it."
"You are in no position to choose whether or not you will take part in it!" Voldemort scorned him. "Wormtail?"
In came a straggling figure. "Yes, my Master."
"Tell me the next person I need. I don't want to wait any longer to get closer to my goal."
"It is Ms. Claria Incruim."
"Very good. We must leave immediately, to not waste time."
"Yes, my Master." With that, they left the two captives to go find the next keeper.
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The day had gone by fast and Harry had found ways of getting out of conversations with Andrea many, many times. In the hallway, he dropped one of his books on purpose to stay behind her. When that happened, someone came behind Harry.
"Who is it?" Harry asked and turned around.
"It's just me," said Draco Malfoy. "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone."
"Then, what do you want?"
"I just wanted to say that I know."
"Know what?"
"Sirius being a keeper."
"How?" Malfoy took out the latest Daily Prophet and turned to an article which read:
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KILLER IS A KEEPER!
The suspicions have been true, writes Special Correspondent George Pemter. Sirius Black, the killer on the run, is one of the keepers of the Forbidden Gem. When he was trusted, he was named a keeper of it and will definitely be found by You-Know-Who, even though he has eluded authorities. Some people say that he is already with You-Know-Who, helping him along. Others say that he is not with You-Know-Who, but they don't care if he is killed. All we here know is unless someone sees him taken by You-Know-Who, we will not know if he is captured.
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"Well, we have to get to class," Harry said.
Malfoy may not be that bad after all, Harry thought as they rushed to an already furious Snape.
At the end of the day, everyone talked in the common room. When Andrea had gone, Harry told Hermione and Ron of his Lie Detector Quill. He went upstairs to go get it.
When he got there, a note was on his bed. It read:
Harry -
I hope you liked your late present. Maybe you can guess who I am now. I'll give you a hint. I'm the cause of Snape in a dress.
There still was no signature. Harry closed it and thought of what he meant of Snape in a dress. He couldn't think so he looked for what it said again. The original writing was gone and new writing was there, just like the first note. It now read:
If you can't think of me, meet me tomorrow night at 6:30 in the empty Charms classroom. See you then.
Harry now was excited. He was finally going to meet the mystery person. He put the note away and went back to what he was up there for.
When he got back downstairs, Hermione and Ron were annoyed.
"What took you so long?" Hermione asked.
Harry told them of the mysterious person and Hermione was the first to speak up.
"I don't know," she said, "You don't know who this is. It could be anyone."
"True," Harry agreed, "But I want to take the chance."
"Yeah," Ron said, "It is someone he knows, that's for sure."
"Harry knows You-Know-Who, though," Hermione stated.
"Good point," Ron said trying to be on both sides.
"Look, if you don't want to come, just say so," Harry said, "Cause I'm going."
"I'll go to support you," Ron stated.
"Well" Hermione said, "OK, but I'm there to make sure that you don't get hurt."
"OK," Harry stated. The mystery person was about to be revealed and Harry was happy to know it.