Ch 8- Dumbledore's Office
AN: Apparently, my last chapter wasn't very clear.Sorry guys. I'll try and
make it up to you. (
For the confused: No, Lily did not get raped. She blasted the shmuck off her before he got too far. Madame Pomfrey was the one that was raped back when she was about Lily's age. She can tell Lily was sexually abused and just wants Lily to know that if she needs to talk about it that she is there. Hope that clears up some stuff.
Lily woke peacefully the next morning with the sun's rays shining down on her, warming the covers. She nestled a little deeper into her pillow and rolled onto her stomach. She immediately felt a slight pain in her side and sat up.
The memories came flashing back. Lily blinked back a few tears, and rose from her bed. She wasn't going to give that man the satisfaction! He simply wasn't worth her tears. She would carry on as she had before and pretend nothing had happened.
She raised her arms, and tried to summon a pair of hip hugger jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt. To her surprise, it worked. She pulled the curtains around her bed closed and changed quickly. She was striding towards the door when Madame Pomfrey called to her.
"Where do you think your going dear? Those broken ribs aren't healed!"
As irritating as Madame Pomfrey could be at times, she was really just a big softy at heart. Lily turned with a small smile playing on her lips. "The Headmaster wanted me to come to his office when I woke, and I wasn't sure if you were up yet..."
"Well, I suppose I can't argue with the Headmaster, can I? Here at least let me cast another numbing spell on those ribs. That way you won't feel any pain."
She flicked her wand, and Lily felt the pain ebb away. She was shutting the door as Madame Pomfrey called after her, "Be careful not to bump those ribs around and do any more damage to them!"
Lily nodded and the door clicked to a close. She began a brisk walk to Dumbledore's office. She passed by the Great Hall, and breathed in the wonderful aroma, wishing she could stop for a bit of breakfast. Somehow she didn't think the headmaster would appreciate her bringing in a plate of eggs and sausage, so she continued on. She came to the large statue and stopped.
"Fizzing whizbee," She said. The Gargoyle turned its head and nodded to her. Then, it moved to reveal the staircase. Pictures of former Headmasters stared accusingly at her as she walked up the winding staircase. From the sounds of it, they seemed to think she was a troublemaker.
She came to the large oak paneled door and knocked politely. The door swung open almost immediately.
"Do come in Ms. Evans. You'll forgive me if I don't get up?" Fawkes the phoenix was sitting primly on the Headmaster's left shoulder. Obviously he didn't want to startle him.
"Of course," she said with a slight smile.
"Now where did we leave off? Oh yes. About your magic, Miss Evans. There is no easy way to put this. You are an enchanter."
"I'm a what!?" Lily half shrieked.
Dumbledore chuckled. "An enchanter, Miss Evans."
"B-but how is that possible, Sir? I thought all of the enchanters died out about a century ago."
"As did I Ms Evans, but it appears we were both mistaken. However, I do have a solution for your problem." He reached into a desk drawer, and pulled out a long slender box. He offered it to her. She opened it cautiously and gasped at the contents. Gently, she lifted a glass wand from the box.
"Wow, it is beautiful," She murmured.
"Keep it. It once belonged to Salazar Slytherin himself. You see it has no magical core. Rather than enhancing your flow of magic like the phoenix feather or unicorn hair does, it will channel your power so that too much isn't used. This will keep you from becoming fatigued. Now walking around with a glass wand would look quite suspicious, not to mention a bit Cinderella," He added with a smile. "So to change its appearance you must tap the top of the wand three times and say "
"Thank you so much, Headmaster."
"But of course Lily. Also whatever you do, tell as few people as possible about your powers." He looked at her waiting for a response.
She nodded. "Yes Sir."
"Good. Now all that is left is the matter of that man in the infirmary."
"What," Lily shrieked. "You mean he was in the infirmary with ME!"
"Calm down Child. The infirmary has several rooms that branch off of it. I assure you he is secured."
"Sorry." She said meekly.
"Perfectly alright. Coming next month, that man, Cinna Jacobson, will be tried for murder and rape. Also, the ministry has reason to believe he is working for Voldemort. So, I am asking that you and Ms. Evoc ('Aha so that's her name!' Lily thought.) give testimony. Do you think you are up to it? I will not force you, but it would be good if you went. It might lock this man up."
Lily thought for a minute. That man was a deatheater; her parents had been killed by the hands of such filth. If she couldn't do it for herself or for Vera Evoc, she could at least do it for her parents.
"Yes, I'll do it." Lily said firmly.
"Excellent. Now only one question remains: Is this the first time you've seen a deatheater in the castle Lily?" His blue eyes cut through hers like ice. He knew.
She gulped. "No, Sir. I think I've seen a few once before."
"Pray tell?"
"Well, you see Sir. It's yet another long story."
"Go on."
"Well, you see the girls and I played a tiny little prank on the guys." Dumbledore listened intently through the entire story. Lily made sure to leave out the part about going to Hogsmeade. After all, she did value her life.
"That was a very foolish thing for you all to do. You should have never skipped classes. Not to mention, informed a teacher that there were intruders in the building! I'm afraid I will have to take away 25 points from Gryffindor for that."
Lily hung her head. "However," Dumbledore continued. "What you did last night, trying to help a student, especially one from a rival house, merits at least 35 points. Don't you think," He asked with a gleam in his eyes.
She nodded with a grin.
"Now off with you."
AN: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. Sorry this is so short, but it is already 3 in the morning. Next chapter: The gang will come back into the picture. I'll post more tomorrow. R/R please!
For the confused: No, Lily did not get raped. She blasted the shmuck off her before he got too far. Madame Pomfrey was the one that was raped back when she was about Lily's age. She can tell Lily was sexually abused and just wants Lily to know that if she needs to talk about it that she is there. Hope that clears up some stuff.
Lily woke peacefully the next morning with the sun's rays shining down on her, warming the covers. She nestled a little deeper into her pillow and rolled onto her stomach. She immediately felt a slight pain in her side and sat up.
The memories came flashing back. Lily blinked back a few tears, and rose from her bed. She wasn't going to give that man the satisfaction! He simply wasn't worth her tears. She would carry on as she had before and pretend nothing had happened.
She raised her arms, and tried to summon a pair of hip hugger jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt. To her surprise, it worked. She pulled the curtains around her bed closed and changed quickly. She was striding towards the door when Madame Pomfrey called to her.
"Where do you think your going dear? Those broken ribs aren't healed!"
As irritating as Madame Pomfrey could be at times, she was really just a big softy at heart. Lily turned with a small smile playing on her lips. "The Headmaster wanted me to come to his office when I woke, and I wasn't sure if you were up yet..."
"Well, I suppose I can't argue with the Headmaster, can I? Here at least let me cast another numbing spell on those ribs. That way you won't feel any pain."
She flicked her wand, and Lily felt the pain ebb away. She was shutting the door as Madame Pomfrey called after her, "Be careful not to bump those ribs around and do any more damage to them!"
Lily nodded and the door clicked to a close. She began a brisk walk to Dumbledore's office. She passed by the Great Hall, and breathed in the wonderful aroma, wishing she could stop for a bit of breakfast. Somehow she didn't think the headmaster would appreciate her bringing in a plate of eggs and sausage, so she continued on. She came to the large statue and stopped.
"Fizzing whizbee," She said. The Gargoyle turned its head and nodded to her. Then, it moved to reveal the staircase. Pictures of former Headmasters stared accusingly at her as she walked up the winding staircase. From the sounds of it, they seemed to think she was a troublemaker.
She came to the large oak paneled door and knocked politely. The door swung open almost immediately.
"Do come in Ms. Evans. You'll forgive me if I don't get up?" Fawkes the phoenix was sitting primly on the Headmaster's left shoulder. Obviously he didn't want to startle him.
"Of course," she said with a slight smile.
"Now where did we leave off? Oh yes. About your magic, Miss Evans. There is no easy way to put this. You are an enchanter."
"I'm a what!?" Lily half shrieked.
Dumbledore chuckled. "An enchanter, Miss Evans."
"B-but how is that possible, Sir? I thought all of the enchanters died out about a century ago."
"As did I Ms Evans, but it appears we were both mistaken. However, I do have a solution for your problem." He reached into a desk drawer, and pulled out a long slender box. He offered it to her. She opened it cautiously and gasped at the contents. Gently, she lifted a glass wand from the box.
"Wow, it is beautiful," She murmured.
"Keep it. It once belonged to Salazar Slytherin himself. You see it has no magical core. Rather than enhancing your flow of magic like the phoenix feather or unicorn hair does, it will channel your power so that too much isn't used. This will keep you from becoming fatigued. Now walking around with a glass wand would look quite suspicious, not to mention a bit Cinderella," He added with a smile. "So to change its appearance you must tap the top of the wand three times and say "
"Thank you so much, Headmaster."
"But of course Lily. Also whatever you do, tell as few people as possible about your powers." He looked at her waiting for a response.
She nodded. "Yes Sir."
"Good. Now all that is left is the matter of that man in the infirmary."
"What," Lily shrieked. "You mean he was in the infirmary with ME!"
"Calm down Child. The infirmary has several rooms that branch off of it. I assure you he is secured."
"Sorry." She said meekly.
"Perfectly alright. Coming next month, that man, Cinna Jacobson, will be tried for murder and rape. Also, the ministry has reason to believe he is working for Voldemort. So, I am asking that you and Ms. Evoc ('Aha so that's her name!' Lily thought.) give testimony. Do you think you are up to it? I will not force you, but it would be good if you went. It might lock this man up."
Lily thought for a minute. That man was a deatheater; her parents had been killed by the hands of such filth. If she couldn't do it for herself or for Vera Evoc, she could at least do it for her parents.
"Yes, I'll do it." Lily said firmly.
"Excellent. Now only one question remains: Is this the first time you've seen a deatheater in the castle Lily?" His blue eyes cut through hers like ice. He knew.
She gulped. "No, Sir. I think I've seen a few once before."
"Pray tell?"
"Well, you see Sir. It's yet another long story."
"Go on."
"Well, you see the girls and I played a tiny little prank on the guys." Dumbledore listened intently through the entire story. Lily made sure to leave out the part about going to Hogsmeade. After all, she did value her life.
"That was a very foolish thing for you all to do. You should have never skipped classes. Not to mention, informed a teacher that there were intruders in the building! I'm afraid I will have to take away 25 points from Gryffindor for that."
Lily hung her head. "However," Dumbledore continued. "What you did last night, trying to help a student, especially one from a rival house, merits at least 35 points. Don't you think," He asked with a gleam in his eyes.
She nodded with a grin.
"Now off with you."
AN: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. Sorry this is so short, but it is already 3 in the morning. Next chapter: The gang will come back into the picture. I'll post more tomorrow. R/R please!