Back in the Gryffindor Common Room…
The four settled into a private little corner with three armchairs. Harry, Hermione, and Scarlett took the chairs and Ron sprawled out on the floor.
"So what's going on you two?" Harry asked.
"Well, er – you can't tell anyone," Scarlett said, her eyes wide and pleading. "But I'm – "
"Dumbledore's granddaughter," Hermione finished. They heard a thump behind Harry's chair and when they looked, they saw a small boy with a camera scampering towards the portrait hole.
"Oh no – " Ron said, a worried look on his face.
"Colin Creevey!" Harry said. "Everyone in school will know within ten minutes."
"No one was supposed to find out!" Scarlett, cried, a very, very, worried look on her face.
"I wouldn't worry about it too much, Scarlett," Ron said casually. "Everyone always finds out everything around here. Dumbledore knows that."
"Regardless of whether or not Dumbledore knows that," Hermione said giving the boys stern looks, "it still wasn't supposed to be a known fact."
"You're the one who said it!" Ron told her angrily. Hermione crossed her arms and scowled.
"What am I supposed to do?" Scarlett asked, looking from one person to another.
"Wait," Harry said. The four sat in silence, until a few moments later, they saw Professor McGonagall step through the portrait hole. She walked over to the group in silence.
"Miss Dumbledore, if you'll come with me, please," McGonagall said.
"It would've been impossible for people Inot/I to find out, with that being her last name," Harry whispered to Ron. Scarlett stood up and followed McGonagall out of the portrait hole. Several whispers followed her. Dean and Seamus came over to Harry, Ron, and Hermione after that.
"Dumbledore's granddaughter is a diuturnity…wow," Dean said.
"Yeah, and so good looking!" Seamus said. Hermione snorted.
"If you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do," she told them, glaring. She walked off and Harry could have sworn she was stomping up the stairs.
"What's with her?" Ron asked.
"She's probably jealous or something," Dean said, shrugging. For some reason Harry didn't think that was it.
"So what's the deal with her classes?" Seamus asked.
"She was tutored for a period this summer. Diuturnities are amazing. She learned in on e summer what we did in four years!" Harry exclaimed, staring off into space.
"Are you serious?" Dean asked, a look of disbelief on his face. Ron shook his head, his mouth slightly open, and Seamus rocked back and forth hugging his knees. The common room seemed to go silent for a few moments. All of a sudden the portrait hole opened. The four guys snapped their heads towards it. Scarlett stepped through and Ron thought he heard Dean mutter, "Wow".
"What happened?" Ron asked, a little too quickly, for Scarlett gave him an odd look.
"What do you mean?" she asked him. All four guys listened to her with rapt attention.
"Are you in trouble?" Harry said worriedly.
"No, I'm not," Scarlett said, glancing from one guy to another. "Grandfather understood. He explained that it would happen eventually because of my last name." All four boys sighed with relief. "Where's Hermione?" Scarlett asked suddenly, noticing the missing face.
"Went upstairs to bed or something," Ron said. Scarlett frowned before perking up again. Harry wondered why she'd frowned.
"Sounds like a good idea," she said. She turned and walked up the stairs.
"Harry, did something seem wrong to you?" Ron asked, grimacing.
"Yeah," Harry said, scratching his chin. "She was so worried before, but when she came back she was calm, and seemed surprised when we asked if she was in trouble."
"Oh come on guys, calm down," Dean said. "She was probably just calmed down by Dumbledore."
"Yeah, he can do that," Seamus agreed. Ron shrugged. Harry scratched his head again.
Oh I know it's another cliffhanger! And my chapters seem to be QUITE short! Sorry please wait till chapter four!
The four settled into a private little corner with three armchairs. Harry, Hermione, and Scarlett took the chairs and Ron sprawled out on the floor.
"So what's going on you two?" Harry asked.
"Well, er – you can't tell anyone," Scarlett said, her eyes wide and pleading. "But I'm – "
"Dumbledore's granddaughter," Hermione finished. They heard a thump behind Harry's chair and when they looked, they saw a small boy with a camera scampering towards the portrait hole.
"Oh no – " Ron said, a worried look on his face.
"Colin Creevey!" Harry said. "Everyone in school will know within ten minutes."
"No one was supposed to find out!" Scarlett, cried, a very, very, worried look on her face.
"I wouldn't worry about it too much, Scarlett," Ron said casually. "Everyone always finds out everything around here. Dumbledore knows that."
"Regardless of whether or not Dumbledore knows that," Hermione said giving the boys stern looks, "it still wasn't supposed to be a known fact."
"You're the one who said it!" Ron told her angrily. Hermione crossed her arms and scowled.
"What am I supposed to do?" Scarlett asked, looking from one person to another.
"Wait," Harry said. The four sat in silence, until a few moments later, they saw Professor McGonagall step through the portrait hole. She walked over to the group in silence.
"Miss Dumbledore, if you'll come with me, please," McGonagall said.
"It would've been impossible for people Inot/I to find out, with that being her last name," Harry whispered to Ron. Scarlett stood up and followed McGonagall out of the portrait hole. Several whispers followed her. Dean and Seamus came over to Harry, Ron, and Hermione after that.
"Dumbledore's granddaughter is a diuturnity…wow," Dean said.
"Yeah, and so good looking!" Seamus said. Hermione snorted.
"If you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do," she told them, glaring. She walked off and Harry could have sworn she was stomping up the stairs.
"What's with her?" Ron asked.
"She's probably jealous or something," Dean said, shrugging. For some reason Harry didn't think that was it.
"So what's the deal with her classes?" Seamus asked.
"She was tutored for a period this summer. Diuturnities are amazing. She learned in on e summer what we did in four years!" Harry exclaimed, staring off into space.
"Are you serious?" Dean asked, a look of disbelief on his face. Ron shook his head, his mouth slightly open, and Seamus rocked back and forth hugging his knees. The common room seemed to go silent for a few moments. All of a sudden the portrait hole opened. The four guys snapped their heads towards it. Scarlett stepped through and Ron thought he heard Dean mutter, "Wow".
"What happened?" Ron asked, a little too quickly, for Scarlett gave him an odd look.
"What do you mean?" she asked him. All four guys listened to her with rapt attention.
"Are you in trouble?" Harry said worriedly.
"No, I'm not," Scarlett said, glancing from one guy to another. "Grandfather understood. He explained that it would happen eventually because of my last name." All four boys sighed with relief. "Where's Hermione?" Scarlett asked suddenly, noticing the missing face.
"Went upstairs to bed or something," Ron said. Scarlett frowned before perking up again. Harry wondered why she'd frowned.
"Sounds like a good idea," she said. She turned and walked up the stairs.
"Harry, did something seem wrong to you?" Ron asked, grimacing.
"Yeah," Harry said, scratching his chin. "She was so worried before, but when she came back she was calm, and seemed surprised when we asked if she was in trouble."
"Oh come on guys, calm down," Dean said. "She was probably just calmed down by Dumbledore."
"Yeah, he can do that," Seamus agreed. Ron shrugged. Harry scratched his head again.
Oh I know it's another cliffhanger! And my chapters seem to be QUITE short! Sorry please wait till chapter four!