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Chapter 6
Sydney made her way to the Dining Room alone that morning. It was quite early and the place was nearly empty. Which was what she was hoping. She needed time to eat alone, to ponder over the events of the previous day. She was still wondering who had been the person who took her to that tree...why hadn't he...or she...or it wanted to be seen?
And Malfoy...Draco....why had he been so polite all of a sudden? What did he want to prove? Was he being sincere? Was he trying to trick her? She knew for a fact that his parents were Death Eaters which made him a dark wizard already. But a dark wizard act civil towards a newcomer...what did that mean?
"Good morning" said a familiar male voice.
She turned around and found herself facing...
"Professor Dumbledore...just the person I wanted to see" she said sounding relieved.
"I thought you might, Miss Lander, which is why I decided to come to you. I am aware that you are not familiar entirely with our castle, we do not want you to wander off the wrong corridor in search of me, now do we?" he said with a wink.
Sydney giggles softly and nodded.
"Yes...we wouldn't want that..." she looked into his mysterious dark blue eyes, "can we talk now?"
He held his hand out to her, which she took politely, and stood up. They walked in complete silence until they came upon the Gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
"Pumpkin Pastry" he whispered, the Gargoyle sprang away revealing a long flight of stairs.
"Up we go" he said starting to walk ahead, while Sydney followed him, glancing everywhere, trying to see everything she could.
They both walked into the oval shaped office. Sydney looked around, wondering where she should sit. Dumbledore pointed to an empty chair, and sat on his chair. They both looked at each other in silence for a few minutes.
"I told Harry who I am..." she said softly.
"I know...I was sure you would be telling him soon...not because you are not good keeping secrets, but because I knew Harry would feel something, as soon as your hands touched..."
"A strange warmth sir, I cannot explain it, but I just feel it means something....what does it mean? I know all Potter members feel it..but still..."
"I am not sure what it means, but it is something that I was aware might happen. Your powers are very strong, and so are Harry's...nevertheless there are some things about you that I simply don't understand about you...things that I have to check..."
"What things?" she asked sounding a bit scared.
"I..." Dumbledore looked at the girl and sighed. She was simply not ready to know... "I don't know exactly what, but you are very powerful, just keep that in mind..."
Sydney frowned. She didn't like it when people kept information from her. Much less when it was information about herself. She looked deeply into Dumbledore's eyes.
"You will tell me....I think I deserve to know, don't you?" she asked slowly.
Dumbledore frowned as well. He felt strange, something in her had changed from a moment to the other. Suddenly he felt as if something had been drained from him. He winked once, twice. And focused on Sydney again. She was smiling knowingnly. Not in a meancing way...but in a strange way. As if she now knew what was in his mind.
"You shouldn't worry about any strange powers I may possess, Professor, you shouldn't meddle with things that do not concern you..." she said softly, standing up from her chair and walking away, leaving Dumbledore completely baffled.
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Hermione sat in a far corner of the library, completely engrossed reading one of her huge books. Ron walked in and laughed. She was always reading, writing or doing something.
"Hey, if you are here to make fun of me, please go away" she said sounding a bit annoyed.
"No, I am not here to make fun of you" he said sitting down next to her, "But to see what you are up to..."
Hermione looked at Ron and smiled. Sometimes he was a lot more caring that what she gave him credit for.
"Well...I have been thinking a lot lately. And I am really feeling disturbed about how I forgot everything around Sydney, so I remembered something I read in a book during third year..."
Ron gave her a "You remember THAT far?" look, but remained silent. She giggled and continued.
"About a strange creature, Vacilums..."
"Uhm...what is a Vacilum?" asked Ron softly.
Instead of giving him her usual "You never read?" sermon, she got straight to telling him.
"A Vacilum is a strange, mystical creature, born once every 50 years. It is born from normal humans, muggles, purebloods or the mix, and they are completely normal in appearance. There is very little known about them, though their existence has been acknowledged from centuries. Even though there are not many Vacilums, it is easy to tell them apart from normal humans. Vacilums are extremely beautiful, seemingly perfect. But they have a strange effect on humans..." her voice trailed off.
"What effect?" asked Ron eagerly.
Hermione shook her head and continued reading.
"...but the effects it has on humans is still being studied. Vacilums can live longer than humans, and can't cause any physical damage which is why perhaps, they haven't been studied as throughoutfully as they should."
Ron looked at Hermione, studying her face, which looked deep in thought.
"Do you think Sydney is a Vacilum?" asked Ron, knowing already what her answer would be.
"I know she is...she has to be. Ron...besides Veelas, have you ever seen anyone more beautiful than her?" she asked.
"No...she is even more beautiful than Veelas..."
"And their voices, are they more enchanting than hers?"
"No...but I don't feel hipnotized when I listen to it, not like Veelas..."
"And her perfection? Everyone seems to love her, even Malfoy...she can't be really perfect! No one is...she really can't! NOBODY CAN BE THAT PERFECT!!!" she said restlessly.
"Hermione..."
"Let's go!" she said closing her book and running away.
Chapter 6
Sydney made her way to the Dining Room alone that morning. It was quite early and the place was nearly empty. Which was what she was hoping. She needed time to eat alone, to ponder over the events of the previous day. She was still wondering who had been the person who took her to that tree...why hadn't he...or she...or it wanted to be seen?
And Malfoy...Draco....why had he been so polite all of a sudden? What did he want to prove? Was he being sincere? Was he trying to trick her? She knew for a fact that his parents were Death Eaters which made him a dark wizard already. But a dark wizard act civil towards a newcomer...what did that mean?
"Good morning" said a familiar male voice.
She turned around and found herself facing...
"Professor Dumbledore...just the person I wanted to see" she said sounding relieved.
"I thought you might, Miss Lander, which is why I decided to come to you. I am aware that you are not familiar entirely with our castle, we do not want you to wander off the wrong corridor in search of me, now do we?" he said with a wink.
Sydney giggles softly and nodded.
"Yes...we wouldn't want that..." she looked into his mysterious dark blue eyes, "can we talk now?"
He held his hand out to her, which she took politely, and stood up. They walked in complete silence until they came upon the Gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
"Pumpkin Pastry" he whispered, the Gargoyle sprang away revealing a long flight of stairs.
"Up we go" he said starting to walk ahead, while Sydney followed him, glancing everywhere, trying to see everything she could.
They both walked into the oval shaped office. Sydney looked around, wondering where she should sit. Dumbledore pointed to an empty chair, and sat on his chair. They both looked at each other in silence for a few minutes.
"I told Harry who I am..." she said softly.
"I know...I was sure you would be telling him soon...not because you are not good keeping secrets, but because I knew Harry would feel something, as soon as your hands touched..."
"A strange warmth sir, I cannot explain it, but I just feel it means something....what does it mean? I know all Potter members feel it..but still..."
"I am not sure what it means, but it is something that I was aware might happen. Your powers are very strong, and so are Harry's...nevertheless there are some things about you that I simply don't understand about you...things that I have to check..."
"What things?" she asked sounding a bit scared.
"I..." Dumbledore looked at the girl and sighed. She was simply not ready to know... "I don't know exactly what, but you are very powerful, just keep that in mind..."
Sydney frowned. She didn't like it when people kept information from her. Much less when it was information about herself. She looked deeply into Dumbledore's eyes.
"You will tell me....I think I deserve to know, don't you?" she asked slowly.
Dumbledore frowned as well. He felt strange, something in her had changed from a moment to the other. Suddenly he felt as if something had been drained from him. He winked once, twice. And focused on Sydney again. She was smiling knowingnly. Not in a meancing way...but in a strange way. As if she now knew what was in his mind.
"You shouldn't worry about any strange powers I may possess, Professor, you shouldn't meddle with things that do not concern you..." she said softly, standing up from her chair and walking away, leaving Dumbledore completely baffled.
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Hermione sat in a far corner of the library, completely engrossed reading one of her huge books. Ron walked in and laughed. She was always reading, writing or doing something.
"Hey, if you are here to make fun of me, please go away" she said sounding a bit annoyed.
"No, I am not here to make fun of you" he said sitting down next to her, "But to see what you are up to..."
Hermione looked at Ron and smiled. Sometimes he was a lot more caring that what she gave him credit for.
"Well...I have been thinking a lot lately. And I am really feeling disturbed about how I forgot everything around Sydney, so I remembered something I read in a book during third year..."
Ron gave her a "You remember THAT far?" look, but remained silent. She giggled and continued.
"About a strange creature, Vacilums..."
"Uhm...what is a Vacilum?" asked Ron softly.
Instead of giving him her usual "You never read?" sermon, she got straight to telling him.
"A Vacilum is a strange, mystical creature, born once every 50 years. It is born from normal humans, muggles, purebloods or the mix, and they are completely normal in appearance. There is very little known about them, though their existence has been acknowledged from centuries. Even though there are not many Vacilums, it is easy to tell them apart from normal humans. Vacilums are extremely beautiful, seemingly perfect. But they have a strange effect on humans..." her voice trailed off.
"What effect?" asked Ron eagerly.
Hermione shook her head and continued reading.
"...but the effects it has on humans is still being studied. Vacilums can live longer than humans, and can't cause any physical damage which is why perhaps, they haven't been studied as throughoutfully as they should."
Ron looked at Hermione, studying her face, which looked deep in thought.
"Do you think Sydney is a Vacilum?" asked Ron, knowing already what her answer would be.
"I know she is...she has to be. Ron...besides Veelas, have you ever seen anyone more beautiful than her?" she asked.
"No...she is even more beautiful than Veelas..."
"And their voices, are they more enchanting than hers?"
"No...but I don't feel hipnotized when I listen to it, not like Veelas..."
"And her perfection? Everyone seems to love her, even Malfoy...she can't be really perfect! No one is...she really can't! NOBODY CAN BE THAT PERFECT!!!" she said restlessly.
"Hermione..."
"Let's go!" she said closing her book and running away.