Chapter 8: A New Enemy

"Well, what else would there be?" Harry said, "I mean, you told me about my sister, how you think she is Hermione, what else can there possibly be?" "Well, a lot actually," Dumbledore said, "a lot. Do you know why I think that Hermione is your sister?" "No," Harry said, "I guess not." "Well," Dumbledore said, "it has to do with both of your scars." "You mean both of them hurting?" Hermione said, her voice still shaky. "Well yes," Dumbledore said, "and the shape that they make when you put both of them together." "You mean a 'P'?" Harry said, "But what is so interesting about that?" Then Dumbledore started to speak normal again, "Well, I believe that the P stands for Potter, but I'm not sure. I need you both to stay close to each other in case something happens. Harry, do you remember when Voldemort took your blood and made himself able to touch your skin without being hurt?" "Yes," Harry replied, quietly. "Well," Dumbledore said, "he would get hurt if he touched Hermione's skin." "But we both have the same blood I thought," Harry said, "How would it make a difference?" "Ah," Dumbledore said, "I was hoping you would say that. You see, I may need to use Muggle technology to explain." Then, Dumbledore shouted, "Accio battery!" Of course within a minute, a battery came flying through the window at an amazing speed and right into Dumbledore's hand. "Please, both of you, come stand next to me," Dumbledore said. They both hoped he wasn't about to do what they thought he was going to do. "Now, I know this may be an embarrassing state, but Harry, would you please put your forehead next to Hermione's right arm?" Of course, he did, slightly embarrassed. "This may sting a little bit for both of you." Dumbledore said, then put the battery between Harry's head and Hermione arm. The battery made a bright blue light, and sent a zap to his head and her arm. "Exactly as I suspected," Dumbledore said, "you two's blood have opposite charges, making Voldemort immortal to Harry, but die instantly if he touches Hermione." "Well," Hermione said, "I guess we will work on a plan to destroy Voldemort. Anything else?" "Yes," Dumbledore said, "Harry, you and Hermione have a secret enemy." "You mean there is someone else besides Voldemort?" Harry said. "Yes, her name is Sequia, and she is very powerful. She was conquering about the same time as Voldemort. She tried to kill you Hermione, but failed before Voldemort failed to kill Harry. I believe that the reason your scar is hurting, Hermione, is because she is trying to come back to power. The Daily Prophet says she already escaped from Azkaban. Hermione, you need to watch out for Sequia, and Harry, you need to watch out for Voldemort. I have a feeling that they are joining forces and are going to try and kill you both." "Oh," both Harry and Hermione said at the same time. Neither of them knew they would be challenged by Voldemort much sooner than Sequia, who would fight them later in the year. "So we had an enemy that escaped from Azkaban? How? Harry said. "I would imagine the same way as Sirius. Must have seen him and gotten an idea. I must warn you. I think that them joining forces will make them more powerful than ever before. Now that Voldemort has Harry's blood, somehow, you two's powers switched. I'd imagine it happened when Hermione kissed you on the cheek before you got on the train last summer." "HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!" Hermione shouted. "I do have a window," Dumbledore said, pointing to his window. "How would that make our blood powers switch?" Harry asked. "That," Dumbledore said, "is a mystery. But since Hermione kissed you after Voldemort took your blood, that makes him immortal to her, but harmed by touching you." "And I expect that Sequia is able to be harmed by Hermione. Now I need you two to go to your dormitories, it is nearly ten o' clock." They both left and were very quiet on the way to their rooms too. "See you later," Harry said. "See you, Hermione replied, going up to her room.