Disclaimer - I own absolutely none of this expect for Kacey, the New
DADA professor and the plot. I wish I did, but I'm not that bright. JK
Rowling owns it all.
A/N: I know it started out slow, but it'll get better! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*
"That's kinda weird." Commented Ron after Harry told him and Hermione about Kacey's little meeting. They were taking their seats in the Great Hall along the Gryffindor table near Fred, George and Ginny. Kacey could be seen at the Head Table, near the High Table, next to a well-built blond boy Harry didn't recognize. Presumably, the Head Boy. Kacey caught Harry's eye and winked.
"I agree with Kacey. Go ask Dumbledore" whispered Hermione as the Hat began to sing. Names of the first years were being called off and then were sorted. The Hall suddenly fell quiet when one name was called.
"Diggory, Carmon!" barked McGonagall. A short girl with brown hair and gray eyes walked slowly up to the stool. Harry noticed her give a small wave over to Kacey as she went. Five seconds later -
"HUFFELPUFF!" bellowed the Hat. The corresponding table exploded with applause which strongly reminded Harry of when he was sorted. One by one, the first years were sorted into their houses and soon the feast began. 'This is the best day I've had all summer' Harry thought to himself.
Just as Harry started on his chicken leg, someone tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around to see Kacey smiling down at him. 'Does she ever go away?' He thought to himself. He hated to be rude, but this seemed to be strange.
"Hey, Harry. Sorry if I'm bothering you," Kacey started. Harry wondered for a moment if she could read his mind, then mentally slapped himself for thinking something incredibly stupid. "I hope you don't mind, but I went ahead and told Dumbledore that you wanted to talk to him. Just stick around after the prefects take the students back to the dormitories. See you" and with that, she turned and went to visit Cho. Harry was suddenly grateful Kacey had come over. He didn't want to go to Dumbledore's office and have to kick the stone gargoyle again. He'd probably break his foot if he ever tried that again.
Roughly an hour later, the prefects lead the students out of the Great Hall. There was no one left except for him and four other people. Kacey and the Head Boy were off in a corner having a chat with professor McGonagall while Dumbledore was silently gliding towards Harry.
"Miss. Harper has informed me that you would like a word with me." Dumbledore said quietly. His blue eyes twinkled curiously behind his half moon specs.
"Erm, yes, I have a question. To make a long story short, when I shook Kacey's hand, my scar tingled. I was wondering if maybe you know why?" Harry asked. Dumbledore didn't look surprised at all by the question. His eyes seemed to be digging into Harry's soul as if to find the answer hidden there. After a few moments, Dumbledore's smile returned.
"Tell you what, Harry," he said. "I'll look into it and I'll get back to you." Harry looked astonished. Dumbledore always seemed to answer Harry's questions right away, even if they were difficult. He expected more.
"Er, ...okay." Said Harry blankly. He then turned and walked slowly towards the Gryffindor tower with questions swimming through his head. He hoped Ron was still awake.
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"He knows?" McGonagall asked, eyes wide and trembling. You could barely make out her and Dumbledore's silhouettes in the dimly light office.
"Not exactly, Minerva. You see, he felt something, both of them did, but neither know yet what it means." Dumbledore's eyes had gone from bright sapphire to icy-cold blue. His hands were linked with his index fingers pointing up to the ceiling as he paced back and forth through his office.
"What do you propose to do?" asked McGonagall as she watched him. He came to a sudden halt at her question.
"I intend to wait until I hear from Sirus." McGonagall, who had just learned the truth about Sirus, looked at Dumbledore with a look of utmost confusion. "If I know Mr. Potter, he went to his Godfather before he came to me. I'm sure of that. And if I know Sirus, he will be writing me to ask what he should tell Harry. I plan to tell Sirus to have Harry come to me. I don't expect Sirus to have to explain the entire situation over owl."
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Kacey's POV
Kacey sat in silence in her private room. She had been worried over what happened at the train station. Not so much about her, but how Harry felt something through his scar. 'This is stupid. I'm over reacting' she thought to herself. Kacey then flopped down on her bed. She looked over to her desk where a still picture of her and her family back in Colorado sat. Her little Muggle sister, Melissa, was standing next to her while her parents stood behind them. Kacey and her mother were the only witches in the family. Kacey can remember when her letter for Hogwarts came. Her parents were really reluctant to let her go. They wanted her to attend the American Academy of Magic, which was much closer. They didn't want her going over seas. However, her parents later got a letter from the Ministry telling them that Kacey needed to go to Hogwarts instead for her futures sake. Kacey chuckled to herself when she remembered how furious Melissa was. She didn't talk to her the entire summer, but when Kacey was dropped off at the airport, Melissa begged her sister to stay. Even though sisters can be so cruel to one another, Melissa was truly Kacey's best friend. 'God's, I miss her...' Kacey thought to herself.
Her eyes wandered over to her laptop, which the Ministry had given her. They figured it would be best for her so none of the students would find out what she was, as most of them didn't know how to use a computer. She then had an idea and hopped up to it. Kacey wrote a letter.
Sir,
Something has happened today with young Harry Potter. I fear he may know what I am. Please inform my parents immediately. Thank you.
-Kacey Harper
Kacey read it over and over again in her mind. Finally, after much debating, she clicked 'Send'
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A/N : Sorry if the first chapter was stupid, I know it sounded dumb with the scar and all, I just didn't know how else to put it. Review? Maybe? Please? Let me know if I'm doing ok or if I totally suck. ^_~
A/N: I know it started out slow, but it'll get better! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*
"That's kinda weird." Commented Ron after Harry told him and Hermione about Kacey's little meeting. They were taking their seats in the Great Hall along the Gryffindor table near Fred, George and Ginny. Kacey could be seen at the Head Table, near the High Table, next to a well-built blond boy Harry didn't recognize. Presumably, the Head Boy. Kacey caught Harry's eye and winked.
"I agree with Kacey. Go ask Dumbledore" whispered Hermione as the Hat began to sing. Names of the first years were being called off and then were sorted. The Hall suddenly fell quiet when one name was called.
"Diggory, Carmon!" barked McGonagall. A short girl with brown hair and gray eyes walked slowly up to the stool. Harry noticed her give a small wave over to Kacey as she went. Five seconds later -
"HUFFELPUFF!" bellowed the Hat. The corresponding table exploded with applause which strongly reminded Harry of when he was sorted. One by one, the first years were sorted into their houses and soon the feast began. 'This is the best day I've had all summer' Harry thought to himself.
Just as Harry started on his chicken leg, someone tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around to see Kacey smiling down at him. 'Does she ever go away?' He thought to himself. He hated to be rude, but this seemed to be strange.
"Hey, Harry. Sorry if I'm bothering you," Kacey started. Harry wondered for a moment if she could read his mind, then mentally slapped himself for thinking something incredibly stupid. "I hope you don't mind, but I went ahead and told Dumbledore that you wanted to talk to him. Just stick around after the prefects take the students back to the dormitories. See you" and with that, she turned and went to visit Cho. Harry was suddenly grateful Kacey had come over. He didn't want to go to Dumbledore's office and have to kick the stone gargoyle again. He'd probably break his foot if he ever tried that again.
Roughly an hour later, the prefects lead the students out of the Great Hall. There was no one left except for him and four other people. Kacey and the Head Boy were off in a corner having a chat with professor McGonagall while Dumbledore was silently gliding towards Harry.
"Miss. Harper has informed me that you would like a word with me." Dumbledore said quietly. His blue eyes twinkled curiously behind his half moon specs.
"Erm, yes, I have a question. To make a long story short, when I shook Kacey's hand, my scar tingled. I was wondering if maybe you know why?" Harry asked. Dumbledore didn't look surprised at all by the question. His eyes seemed to be digging into Harry's soul as if to find the answer hidden there. After a few moments, Dumbledore's smile returned.
"Tell you what, Harry," he said. "I'll look into it and I'll get back to you." Harry looked astonished. Dumbledore always seemed to answer Harry's questions right away, even if they were difficult. He expected more.
"Er, ...okay." Said Harry blankly. He then turned and walked slowly towards the Gryffindor tower with questions swimming through his head. He hoped Ron was still awake.
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"He knows?" McGonagall asked, eyes wide and trembling. You could barely make out her and Dumbledore's silhouettes in the dimly light office.
"Not exactly, Minerva. You see, he felt something, both of them did, but neither know yet what it means." Dumbledore's eyes had gone from bright sapphire to icy-cold blue. His hands were linked with his index fingers pointing up to the ceiling as he paced back and forth through his office.
"What do you propose to do?" asked McGonagall as she watched him. He came to a sudden halt at her question.
"I intend to wait until I hear from Sirus." McGonagall, who had just learned the truth about Sirus, looked at Dumbledore with a look of utmost confusion. "If I know Mr. Potter, he went to his Godfather before he came to me. I'm sure of that. And if I know Sirus, he will be writing me to ask what he should tell Harry. I plan to tell Sirus to have Harry come to me. I don't expect Sirus to have to explain the entire situation over owl."
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Kacey's POV
Kacey sat in silence in her private room. She had been worried over what happened at the train station. Not so much about her, but how Harry felt something through his scar. 'This is stupid. I'm over reacting' she thought to herself. Kacey then flopped down on her bed. She looked over to her desk where a still picture of her and her family back in Colorado sat. Her little Muggle sister, Melissa, was standing next to her while her parents stood behind them. Kacey and her mother were the only witches in the family. Kacey can remember when her letter for Hogwarts came. Her parents were really reluctant to let her go. They wanted her to attend the American Academy of Magic, which was much closer. They didn't want her going over seas. However, her parents later got a letter from the Ministry telling them that Kacey needed to go to Hogwarts instead for her futures sake. Kacey chuckled to herself when she remembered how furious Melissa was. She didn't talk to her the entire summer, but when Kacey was dropped off at the airport, Melissa begged her sister to stay. Even though sisters can be so cruel to one another, Melissa was truly Kacey's best friend. 'God's, I miss her...' Kacey thought to herself.
Her eyes wandered over to her laptop, which the Ministry had given her. They figured it would be best for her so none of the students would find out what she was, as most of them didn't know how to use a computer. She then had an idea and hopped up to it. Kacey wrote a letter.
Sir,
Something has happened today with young Harry Potter. I fear he may know what I am. Please inform my parents immediately. Thank you.
-Kacey Harper
Kacey read it over and over again in her mind. Finally, after much debating, she clicked 'Send'
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A/N : Sorry if the first chapter was stupid, I know it sounded dumb with the scar and all, I just didn't know how else to put it. Review? Maybe? Please? Let me know if I'm doing ok or if I totally suck. ^_~