Chapter 10 Neil's Birthday Meagan mumbled to herself. All the people Cate had killed on purpose. and now one death the good girl causes and it all crashes down on her. She was pacing around. Harry had found out and steered clear of her blood red eyes. She punched her fist into the wall, making a hole into Neil's room. Neil, the un-expecting getting changed boy, screamed. Meagan closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Sorry, sorry," She said, fixing it with a wave of her hand. She walked along, snarling to herself. She sat in a chair along the wall to think. She was missing something here. Then, all at once, it came to her. "BY JOVE I'VE GOT IT!" She exclaimed, she and then chair falling over sideways. She seemed to have forgotten her powers for she ran out the door instead of appearing there. The door to Cate's house burst open, leaving the Pugnare family to sit and stare at her. Her hair was messier than usual and her eyes were yellow. "THE KID ISN'T DEAD!" She shrieked. The Pugnares didn't react. She looked from Ethan, who had his mouth open with his steak half-chewed, to Felicity, who was glaring. A piece of steak fell off Bellum's fork and splattered all over everyone's clothes, but no one seemed to notice. "HELLO! HEIR! RAVENCLAW! GRYFFINDOR! TWO LIVES!" She shouted, jumping up and down. Cate started suddenly to sob for joy. Meagan kept on gibbering, but then slapped herself across the face. Everyone was jumping up and down for joy. "I think I'm gonna go now." Meagan said, muttering to herself as she walked out the door. "I think I need my head examined." ~*~ Cate looked up from the letter and looked at the old abandoned house she was before suspiciously. "Now why would Dad want me here." She muttered, entering the old house. She shrieked. She was in a chair and her arms and legs were stuck. Meagan stood before her, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I hate to do this to you, but it's the only way you'll listen." Meagan said. This was it for Cate; she was never going to trust a letter again. Cate sat quietly, making no attempts to move, for she knew it was useless. "Okay." She said finally, "I'll listen." "Cate, well, you see. I don't know where to begin really." Meagan said, starting to pace, "Well, it starts with the Potter's death, really. You know what it's like when someone dies. You're totally heart broken. I wouldn't talk, I wouldn't eat, and I wouldn't get out of bed when they died. You couldn't get me to do anything! I was a useless lump. "Then after a few weeks Marykate brought me to my senses. It was after Michael had disappeared, and I just didn't know what to do. I was wallowing in self-pity and was grieving poor James and Lily's death. Well, Marykate told me to watch Harry, and perhaps it would take my mind off it. It did. Until Lizzie died. That hurt me more. "As I watched you and Harry grow older, my grief for some of my dearest friends' deaths seemed to ebb away. I had two living copies of them. Who looked and acted like their parents. I had lost Sirius as well as Lizzie, and to see his eyes in yours. well, it was relief as far as I can say. "Then IT told me to go to Hogwarts again. When it did, I was overjoyed. I would be seeing my best friends' two children. Well, when Sirius was back, I sobbed for joy. I had you, Sirius, Harry and all of your friends. I had friends. Then, you went evil." Meagan broke of for a minute to sniff. She was crying silently. "It broke my heart to see you killing people. You were like my child. And then Lizzie came back. My heart leapt and sank at the same time. I had my friend, but that friend's daughter was hurting people. I was mad. Mad at Voldemort, mad at my life, mad at you for giving into temptation. I couldn't help it. For all the grief I had endured over the years. This turning point caught me by surprise. "When James came back, I was overjoyed. When I got married to Harry, I was overjoyed. But that one thing always nagging at the back of my mind. the thing that told me that I shouldn't be happy. that I should be helping. It never went away. I still have it. I want to help you, Cate. You just have to forget the past. You have to see." Meagan broke off to sob a little. She regained her composure and continued. "Then, after Nita was born, I was found pregnant again. I was so happy. But then, it came out to be a stillborn. I'm an heir, so the baby girl was an heir, giving her another chance at life. She got that chance. Baby Harriet lived well for a few months, but then the unthinkable happened." Meagan turned away to sob into her hands. It seemed as though the dam in her chest had broken. "A Death Eater came in by night. I didn't know and still don't know how he managed to get in. I heard Harriet crying so I ran to see what was the matter. I ran in, saw the Death Eater, and screamed. I lunged for my baby and grabbed her. I turned to shield my child but he put the body-bind on me. Before my eyes, the Death Eater killed my baby. I remember the look on Harriet's small, innocent face." Meagan turned away. Her face was in her hands and her shoulders were shaking. Cate was almost to tears. She hadn't known. "I never told my other children about Harriet," Meagan continued, her face tear-streaked, "Crystal remembers something about the funeral, but when she asks me what it was I tell her nothing." Meagan's eyes were sea blue, a blue Cate had never seen them be. Meagan walked over to Cate and put her wet hands on Cate's smooth arms. Cate felt a shiver run down her spine as she felt the sorrow of so many deaths enter her skin from Meagan's tears. "Never." Meagan said, her voice shaking, "Say. that I. have ever experienced a grief. as large as losing a child." Meagan fell to her knees and sobbed at Cate's feet. Her shoulders were shaking very hard as she remembered that scene from so long ago. ~*~*~*~Flashback~*~*~*~ Meagan groaned as she heard a cry from the next room. She stood up and pulled on a semi-transparent robe that let moonlight shine through. She tied the delicate string around the waist and walked into Harriet's room. She screamed. The window was open. The curtains were billowing in the night wind. A man stood by the crib with his wand ready. Meagan dashed forward and grabbed Harriet. Her hair was in her face as she hurried across the room to get Harry. She held the wailing Harriet close to her chest. Her robes blew in the wind, making the scared look on her face beautiful. "Perfectus Totalus!" Came a shout from the Death Eater. Meagan fell to the ground, her arms and legs clamped to her side. Unable to keep a hold on Harriet, the baby bounced on Meagan's stomach. Meagan's eyes filled with tears, making her hair stick to her face. "Nmf!" Meagan said, giving a muffled shout. The Death Eater took Harriet by the throat. The baby wailed louder. The Death Eater's grip tightened. Now instead of wails, the baby was making gagging sounds. The Death Eater grinned as the baby's face contorted into pain. Now the Death Eater's hand was all the way around Harriet's neck. He loosened his grip and Harriet's neck fell limply to one side. Her eyes were hollow and they had no iris, as what will happen when a Potter with powers would die. There was a popping sound and the Death Eater was gone. Harriet's body fell to the ground and gave a sickening crack as her dead bones cracked. "NOOOOO!" Meagan screamed, though her jaw was clamped shut, "NOOOO!" ~*~*~*~Back to the Present~*~*~*~ Cate's eyes swelled with tears, even though she still hated Meagan. Meagan, her eyes full of tears, released Cate. Meagan turned and ran, leaving Cate to stand bewildered. ~*~ Today was Neil's birthday. Everyone was running around being hectic, but that was the way it usually was at the Potter's. Meagan ran around, waving her hands and decorating with large banners and crepe paper. Neil sat on the couch watching everything. He was a little scared, you could see from his eyes that were tinted with orange. Meagan looked at him and grinned. She remembered her 11th birthday as if it were yesterday. ~*~*~*~Another, yes another, flashback~*~*~*~ Meagan screamed and sat up abruptly. She clutched her chest. What a horrible dream! She had been at a place called Hogwarts, she had met four boys and made a group called the Marauders, one of them died. and. and. Meagan shuddered as she got out of bed. It was May 20th. her birthday. Her 11th birthday. Just then her mother ran in the door, looking white. "What!?" She exclaimed. Meagan waved her hand. "Nothing, just a bad dream." She replied. Well, it had been more of a dream. But she didn't know that just yet. "Oh, well, happy birthday." Her mother said, leaving the room. Meagan rubbed her eyes sleepily. Yawning, she walked over to the mirror. She looked in it and gasped. She stumbled over backwards. Her eyes were a dull gray! She looked again and saw that they were now electric yellow. She ran out of her room. She was just tried. yeah, that's it. tired. She pulled on her sweater as she walked down the hall to go downstairs. "'Morning, Gloria." She said to her cat as she walked past. "Good morning. Thank you for finally noticing." Gloria replied. "Your Well-!" Meagan started to reply, and stopped. Had the cat just talked to her? "I have some serious problems today." She muttered, walking quicker. She sat down at the breakfast table and sighed. What a day this was going to be. "Number 11, eh Meagan?" Meagan's father asked as he folded the paper. "Yep, good, old eleven." Meagan said, wolfing down her pancakes. She had always had a large appetite, but today she was famished. "Wow, you're hungry." Said her father, looking over the top of his newspaper. "Yeah, well, got to go, bye!" Meagan said, her pancakes done. She pushed the plate away and stood up. She picked up her backpack, which was quite large from all her homework, and turned to face her plate. She gasped. The plate she had just eaten from was. clean. She ran up, pecked her mother and father on the cheek, and ran out the door. She was in so much of a hurry she nearly bowled over her best friend Jenna. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jenna said, catching herself before she fell. "What's your hurry?" "Dunno." Meagan said, shaking her head, "Weird stuff." She shrugged her shoulders to lift her backpack higher and found that it was. as light as a feather. She shifted her weight and ran. "MEAGAN!" Jenna shouted, running after her. When they got to school, Meagan leaned against the wall and breathed deeply. "Meagan, are you seriously alright? I mean, you say you have mental problems, but do really think that roller blade-ing accident hurt you mentally?" Jenna asked, catching up with Meagan. "I have no idea." Meagan replied. The bell rang just then and Meagan ran. She felt like something triggered in the back of her leg. Immediately she ran faster than the fastest boys in the school. People stared as she rushed past them. Unknowing how to stop, she ran right into the door. Twitching, she stumbled backwards. She fell over into the hedge and sat there, dazed. Jenna came over and pulled her to her feet. "Something really weird is going on today." Jenna said. "You're telling me!" Meagan replied, tending to her bloody nose. The minute she touched it she felt something flow through her hand to the wound. She felt it healing itself. She quickly pulled her hand away. She ambled up to her classroom, her nose wrinkled and her mouth working. She looked over at the hamster cage absently. "Good morning, Meagan!" The hamsters said in union. "Jenna." Meagan said as she slowly sat down, "The hamsters are talking." "Hey," Said a voice. Meagan looked up and scowled. It was her pesky neighbor Marykate. Marykate gave her a look of equal disgust. "I was wondering if I could borrow a pencil." She said snobbishly. "Why don't you borrow one from one of your little friends? Oh yeah, I forgot, you don't have any." Meagan said. Her cheeks felt hot. Marykate gasped. "What?" Meagan asked, her cheeks cooling. "Your-your eyes! They were red!" She squeaked. Meagan handed her a pencil. "It better not have teeth marks on it when you bring it back." Meagan said. "O-okay!" Marykate said, her voice high-pitched. She walked away. She put her elbows on her desk and sighed. She had knocked one of her pens off the desktop. She reached down to pick it up and stopped. The pencil was shaking violently. Jenna stared at it. Meagan's hand was frozen over it, for she did not dare move. Suddenly, the pencil jumped up and went right into Meagan's open hand. She caught it, shocked. She raised her hand. The teacher called on her. "I got to go to the bathroom!" She said, and, without waiting for an answer, ran for the door. She reached out her hand to grab the doorknob and it flew open by itself. She ran down the corridor, her hand clamped to her mouth, and uniform flying as she ran faster than the fastest sprinter. She ran into the bathroom and one of the stall doors flew open. She ran in and was sick. Enough said. Jenna and the teacher (Mrs. O'Leary) ran in. "Ewww!" Jenna said, turning away. Meagan stood up, shaking, and wiped her mouth. "This is one birthday I won't forget for my whole life." She said. "C'mon," Jenna said, helping Meagan. Meagan refused to be helped but stood up. "I'm okay." She said, her knees trembling. She didn't know that it was her magical immune system starting to kick in. She stumbled. "I am okay." She said, standing up straight. She took a step and fell flat on her face. She pushed herself up and fixed her hair. Too much in too little time. Meagan thought. She stiffened her legs and strutted out of the room. Hours later. Meagan twitched in her sleep. She was having a fitful dream. She was running away from something. "HARRY!" She was screaming, "NO! HARRY! NO!" In the back of her mind she was wondering, who is this Harry I keep screaming about? She seemed older. About sixteen. Her hair was in her face and a boy (he looked sisteenish too) with black hair, glasses, and bright green eyes had his teeth gritted in pain. She ran over to him and sobbed into his chest. The scene around them disappeared and they were in a hospital. She had her hands raised over the boy's mangled and bloody leg. She closed her legs and felt as if all her power was flowing out of her and into her leg. She gasped and went black. She awoke to a bright white light. She was still in the hospital, and everyone was sleeping. She gasped as she saw herself on the hospital bed, looking pale and her breathing shallow. There was a whinnying sound and Meagan (the one that was awake) whipped around. There was a beautiful, white, flying horse in front of her. Her mouth dropped in awe. The horse whipped its tail. "Meagan Delmore." It said. Meagan felt its honey-sweet voice run down her spine. "I am IT. I am your creator. You have been given magical powers to help and heal the good and innocent. You have been given magical powers to help the misguided. You have been given magical powers to destroy all evil. You are not a simple muggle any longer, but one of the world's most powerful witches." IT flicked its tail and shook its silvery mane. "Take the oath of goodness now, or have no powers." Meagan's mind was racing. Should she, or should she not? Wait. She thought, realizing it was but a dream. It's only a dream. She suddenly knew how to say the 'oath of goodness.' She opened her mouth and began to say it: "I, Meagan Cassandra Delmore, take this oath to protect, help, and heal the good, to help the misguided, and to destroy all evil. I will not use my powers for evil. To hurt and mistreat others. I agree to what the oath says with seriousness, and not with foolishness. I will get three warnings before losing my powers if I do something bad, and I understand why I would lose my powers. I, Meagan Cassandra Delmore, am now in your service." She felt a rising feeling in her chest. She pinched herself on the arm. It hurt. "Oh my God." She said softly. She felt her feet lift from the ground. Then, a pain so fierce and burning swept through her. She screamed with agony. It was pain that she had never experienced before. She writhed in the air, her tortured scream echoing off the hospital room walls. Through her watering eyes, she saw that her fingertips were glowing. The light seemed to be seeping down into her skin, and spread through her body. She suddenly realized what she was feeling. She was feeling the pain of those who had been for good, the innocent, the ones for righteousness and light. But the light that was now coursing through her veins was now cooling the fiery pain. She felt her feet touch the ground. Not being able to support her own weight, she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. "You will experience pain worse than you have just suffered now throughout your life, Meagan Delmore. Not physical pain, but the pain of loosing a friend. There will be others with you. by the names of Marykate Casper and Michael Shoemaker. I leave you here, Meagan Delmore. When you wake, in your bed, you will be a new person. Go and be well!" IT said. IT flapped its mighty wings and took off. Meagan suddenly felt woozy. Her eyes rolled into her head, and she fainted. ~*~*~*~Back to the Present. (Finally!)~*~*~*~ Meagan grinned. Oh, that brought back memories. Neil fidgeted. He had seen what had happened to Crystal. It had frightened him. He suddenly screamed. A golden mist encased him. Meagan looked up to see what he had screamed about. She smiled to herself. Neil had just come of age. Neil screamed again. He felt power coursing through his veins. His hair blew around him when what looked like a tornado of golden mist surrounded him. He fell to his knees. Joanne, Jessica, Crystal, Nita, and Harry ran into the room. The twins gasped in wonder and awe. Crystal put her hands on her hips and grinned. Nita stared at him blankly. "Neil?" She asked softly. Meagan never remembered this part of getting her powers, but that was probably because she had been asleep during it. Neil covered his ears with his hands as a loud ringing sound went buzzing around him. It was then he got his special power, as Marykate, Meagan, and Michael all had one power that was different from each other. Neil's eyes became wide and yellow, when. ~*~ Neil groaned. He lifted his head off the ground. He wiped the drool off his lower lip and stood up shakily. A white light blazed his eyelids and he flung himself to the ground, covering his eyes. When the light died away, he looked up and saw IT. Neil's mouth dropped open. Meagan and Crystal had always gone on and on about how beautiful IT was, but IT was much more beautiful than he had expected. He started to drool as he looked at the gleaming silvery-white flying horse. "I am IT." IT said. Neil still gaped. "I am your creator. You have been given magical powers to help and heal the good and innocent. You have been given magical powers to help the misguided. You have been given magical powers to destroy all evil. You are not a simple muggle any longer, but one of the world's most powerful magical persons. Take the oath of goodness now, or have no powers." Neil knew exactly what his decision was. He opened his mouth and said the 'oath of goodness': "I, Neil Nathan Potter, take this oath to protect, help, and heal the good, to help the misguided, and to destroy all evil. I will not use my powers for evil. To hurt and mistreat others. I agree to what the oath says with seriousness, and not with foolishness. I will get three warnings before losing my powers if I do something bad, and I understand why I would lose my powers. I, Neil Nathan Potter, am now in your service." Neil felt his feet lift from the ground. He screamed as pain rose into his chest and filled his whole body. It was more painful than he had expected it to be. He twisted about, thrashing his head from side-to-side. His whole body shook as the pain of all good people came down upon him. It felt like hot knives were piercing his very skin. Through his tears he saw that he was glowing. The light spread rapidly throughout his body. When it was finished, he landed on all fours like a cat. He stood up, quaking from head-to-toe. IT looked at him with a little shock under those dark eyes. IT went on one knee. "Go well, Neil Potter, and live well." IT said. With one sweep of ITS mighty wings, it pushed off the ground. Neil started to tremble harder. Having no strength left in him, he collapsed. Slowly the world dimmed and darkened. He at last gave up on griping onto his consciousness, and fainted. ~*~ "Neil!" Came a shout. Neil opened one eye groggily. "Neil!" Nita shouted. Neil sat up. with a little too much strength. He flung himself over the edge of his bed and onto the floor. Nita smiled, relieved. "Welcome back." She said, grinning. She patted him on the back. He looked at her blankly. ~*~ Cate ran out of the doctor's office, grinning. Bellum picked her up and swung her around. He put her on her feet and kissed her gently. "How's the baby?" He asked. "They say the baby's going to be fine!" Cate said joyously. She patted her belly fondly. She had been in the hospital for two days, being tested on to make sure the baby was all right. She also found out it was to be a girl. Cate threw her arms around Bellum's neck and kissed him. "Mom! Dad! Stop it! Stop! No, don't kiss in public-! You're so embarrassing!" Ethan was shouting. Cate sighed. She pushed Bellum away gently. "Let's just stop to make him shut up." She said, smiling, "After all, he's going to be a big brother again." Ethan sighed as his parents stopped kissing. But then, he thought, they were probably going to do it again sometime soon. ~*~ "ARE YOU READY?" Meagan shouted, standing at the foot of the stairs. 'Yes.' Meagan heard the reply in her head, although it was feeble. She grinned to herself. Neil was practicing. Neil and Crystal appeared downstairs, their trunks loaded. "What's the use of a wand if we don't need it?" Neil asked. "They teach you with a wand at Hogwarts, that's why." Meagan said. "Come on, come on, the train leaves at eleven." She said. She patted Neil on the head, making his hair messier than it already was. "HARRY!" Meagan shouted up the stairs. Harry appeared at the top, dragging his own trunk. He was going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Meagan pointed at it and it was a light as a feather. Harry pushed his sweaty bangs out of his eyes. "Thanks." He said, walking down the stairs. He stopped at the bottom, took her by the waist, and kissed her. "Yuck!" Both Neil and Crystal said turning away. "Oh c'mon, it's not that bad!" Meagan said, grinning. "One day your hormones will kick in and you'll find yourself kissing men." Crystal made a face. "Me? No way! Yuck!" She said. Meagan only laughed. Everyone piled up into the magical van that the Potter's owned. Meagan always drove because she had a license. but that wasn't always the brightest thing to do. Meagan was a maniac driver, but she never got into an accident. She was almost as bad as Sirius, but not as bad. he was way worse. Meagan swerved into King's Cross Station at five minuets to eleven. Everyone ran out and went through the barrier. Everyone was there. the Pugnares, the Blacks, the Weasleys, the Flagnares, the Malfoys, Blick, and many others. Everyone was hectic. Joanne and Jessica got caught sneaking onto the train, Nita got lost (though Meagan strongly suspected she did it on purpose), Neil and Crystal got on the train before saying goodbye, and Harry had to give Meagan one last, long kiss before he went away. Finally, everyone did get on the train, even though Joanne and Jessica were caught trying to sneak away to Hogwarts again. Neil sat by his lonesome. He sighed. He knew no one his own age. Suddenly, someone stumbled in through the door. It was a girl. Her messy blonde hair was in her face and her red baseball cap was on backwards. Her brown eyes were sparkling. She was a first year, he could tell. She grinned at him. "Hi. I'm Rachel. Rachel Yellington." She bowed to him. Neil grinned shyly. "I'm Neil Potter." He said. Rachel gasped, her hat falling off. "You're a Potter!? I've heard so much about them!" She exclaimed. She dropped down and picked up her hat, putting it back on. Neil eyed her up. She was wearing a green shirt with a thick, messy black jacket over it that was tattered and weather-beaten. She was wearing army pants that were way too big for her. She looked like a tomboy. "Yeah, I'm a Potter." Neil said. Rachel sat down with him, her messy blonde hair reaching for the window. "Wanna be friends?" She asked. "Er- sure." Neil said. Rachel reached out a hand. Neil looked at it. It was very dirty. Her fingernails were very short and had a lot of dirt under them. Neil took it and felt his arm being shook roughly. "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minuets!" A voice echoed through the train. Rachel grabbed her hat. "We gotta change, dude!" She said. Neil smiled and decided he liked Rachel Yellington. They got changed. Rachel wore her red cap under her witch's hat. It looked strange, seeing the red visor sticking out from behind the hat. Neil snickered at it behind her back. The train slowed and stopped eventually. "Firs' years! Firs' years!" Hagrid called. Neil looked up sharply. He had heard a lot about Hagrid from his father. About his eyes like little black beetles, and his long, wiry black hair. Neil saw Hagrid and grinned. Now instead of black, his hair was white. It was still wiry and his eyes were the same. "HAGRID!" Came a shout. Neil looked around and saw his dad fighting his way through the swarming children. "GULPIN' GARGOYLES, HARRY!" Hagrid shouted. Harry came up to him and gave him a hug. "Wanna come with us?" Hagrid asked. Harry nodded eagerly. Neil and Rachel were led with the other first years to the lake. They got into a boat, followed by a boy and Pandemonia Flagnare. Pandemonia had black hair, like her sister. She had the same eyes, and the same look. She was pretty much a living copy of Malicia. Hagrid and Harry (with some difficulty) got into a boat. It ended up that Harry had to sit on Hagrid's lap. When the boats turned a corner and saw Hogwarts, screams and gasps went up. "Wow." Rachel said. Neil nodded. "My dad," he nodded towards Harry, "He's shown me pictures of when he and my mom were kids. They all have Hogwarts in it." Then went under the cliff and into the cave and were greeted by Professor McGonagall. They were then led to the Great Hall. Everyone screamed and gasped again. Some pointed to the ceiling, others whispered to their companions, and some didn't do anything but stare. They lined up according to last name and waited for their names to be called. Pandemonia was called first. The hat had barley started to descend onto her head when it screamed, "SLYERIN!" Others were called before, "Potter, Neil!" Whispers broke out among the hall. He gulped and sat down on the stool. His father winked at him and Crystal gave him thumbs up. He looked at Rachel before the hat slipped down over his eyes. "Well, well, well, another Potter! Another one of the Gryffindor bloodline! How are you doing today, young Potter?" The hat asked. Neil jumped. "Erm-fine." He replied shakily. "I see a great amount of bravery in there. yes, hmmm. some knowledge, you're very courteous, and, well, all I know is that Slytherin would not suit you." Neil waited patiently as the hat carried on. "Yes, let me see, here's the house for you." The hat stopped before shouting, "GRYFFINDOR!" Neil gave a relieved sigh and sat down next to Crystal who patted him on the back. Fred and George were catcalling over at the Ravenclaw table, while Brian grinned and clapped loudly, whistling also. Neil waited until Rachel was called. The hat screamed, "GRYFFINDOR!" for her too. She sat herself down next to Neil. "Yes!" She said. Crystal grinned. 'Is she your little girlfriend?' She mind-waved to him. 'No! Now get out of my head!' Neil replied hotly. 'Ooo. A little aggressive there, aren't you?' She said, her eyes purple. Neil humphed. When the feast was over, everyone trudged to bed. Rachel pulled off her witch's hat, revealing her red baseball cap. She yawned. "Well, see ya later Neil," She said with another yawn. She shuffled up the girl's dormitory stairs. Neil tried to stifle a yawn, failed, and went up to his own bed. There he fell down and didn't bother to get changed, for he was snoring in the next thirty seconds. ~*~ "Hey honey!" Meagan said, walking down the hall towards Harry. "Meagan?" He asked. Meagan grinned. "Yuppers!" She said. Suddenly there were two people behind them. Two people Meagan did not want to see. Cate stood glaring, while Bellum gave both Meagan and Harry an apologetic look. Little did the four know, Felicity was the one who had planned this. She wanted to get Meagan in front of her mother. She also wanted Meagan to be hurt before her husband's eyes. Well, little did Felicity know, Crystal was hovering over her. Felicity raised her wand. Crystal tensed her legs. Felicity started to say the spell. Crystal kicked. "Flichus Kragy-ACK!" Felicity howled. Her wand arm swung and the spell came bounding out. It hit Cate. Bellum dived forward to catch her. Cate fainted. The spell bounced off her and dived for Meagan. Meagan, facing the other way, turned around in time to get a face-full of the spell. Harry ran forward to catch her. Being the youngest Seeker in a century (still) he caught her. Bellum and Harry looked at each other. They both looked to where the spell had come from. Felicity ambled out, looking very guilty. There was a popping noise and Crystal stood next to her parents. Harry jumped. "Don't do that!" He said. He looked between her and Felicity. "Explain." He said shortly. "Well, I caught Felicity trying to curse Mom. I kicked her arm when she said the spell. It's her fault." Crystal said, pointing to Felicity. Felicity made a face, the gold flecks in her eyes flashing. "Is this true?" Bellum asked, giving Felicity a look. "Well, Crystal's friend can read minds so there's no way to hide it, I did. It's her fault it hit Mom! She kicked me!" Felicity said, now pointing at Crystal. Harry and Bellum sighed. Harry gave him a look that said, "They fight like their mothers." Bellum gave him a look that said, "You're telling me?" Harry and Bellum conjured stretchers and floated their wives to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey screamed when she saw the two girls. "NOT AGAIN!" She shrieked. "WHAT DID THEY DO TO EACH OTHER!?" Harry looked a Bellum. Bellum looked at Harry. "They didn't do it to each other," Harry explained, "Their daughters did it." He glanced over at Crystal and Felicity. Madame Pomfrey followed his gaze and saw them. "Oh, they've been here before. Lots of times. Especially after 'Crystal's Crushers' won the Junior Quidditch Cup last year." She said. Harry grinned proudly at his daughter. "She has the family talent." He said, nodding, then muttered, "Along with other 'talents'." Then, abruptly, Meagan sat up. Her eyes were bright yellow with shock. "What? Where?" She exclaimed. Cate didn't wake up but lay still. Meagan's eyes traveled over to Cate's body and she gave a muffled squeak. "BELLUM!" Shouted Cate's voice, coming from Meagan's body. "Uh oh." Meagan's voice said from her own body. Harry and Bellum looked at each other and screamed. "THEY'RE IN THE SAME BODY!" They yelled in union. "They're gonna kill each other!" Harry said, starting to pull out his hair. "They'll hurt each other!" Bellum yelled, hopping up and down. Madame Pomfrey sighed. "I was afraid this was going to happen. They can only get out of the same body if they agree on something... Without it being an argument." She said. Meagan and Cate gave another muffled squeak. 'Oh great, I'm stuck with this wench.' Cate thought to herself. 'Same to you.' Meagan said in reply. Cate gave a gasp with a little groan. 'You can hear me?' She asked sadly. 'Sure can. Now not even my thoughts are going to be mine anymore.' Meagan said, glaring. ~*~ Meagan played with her hair. She was going out with Harry and Bellum today. Cate had forced her into a small, showy Chinese dress with matching high- heel shoes. She had a flower in her hair. Cate was now playing with Meagan's hair too. 'I can't believe I'm stuck with you.' She said privately. Meagan wrinkled her nose, 'I agree.' She replied. The thing with the spell on them said that only if they agreed on something without it being an argument. Until then, Cate controlled the right half of Meagan's body. Meagan had it in her mind that she wasn't going to walk the streets in the dress she was wearing, so she decided to walk there in Animagi form. Meagan adjusted the necklace she had gotten from Harry on Valentine's days in their 7th year, and attempted to transform. Her form shuddered, wavered, and stopped, unchanged. Cate scowled. "What? I'm just going to be in Animagi form!" Meagan said. "No." Cate said flatly, "I will not be a filthy cat." Meagan tried it again. Her form shuddered and wavered again, but nothing happened. "Fine, I won't." Meagan said. "Finally, you agree." Cate said. Meagan abruptly transformed. Cate, caught off guard, was forced to transform too. "OHMIGOD!" Cate hissed, the hair on the back of Meagan's cat-Animagi form rising. "I thought you said no!" "Do you honestly think I'm gonna walk around in this? I only do when I'm with Harry, reason number 1. Reason number 2, I don't usually go out into public like this!" Meagan said, flexing her claws. She looked at the door, which opened slightly. She slipped out the door and went out into the street. Harry and Bellum had gone along without the, because Meagan suggested that she and Cate would probably take a long time getting changed. Meagan and Cate pattered gracefully down the street. Meagan would put her whiskers forward in a smile whenever people pointed and squealed, "Look at the pretty kitty!" She met Harry down near the restraunt they were going to eat at. "Somehow I knew you were going to come this way." He said, grinning. Meagan put her whiskers forward. They walked down into an alleyway and Meagan transformed back. 'Finally!' Cate said. Meagan snorted. "You look wonderful." Harry said, eyeing Meagan up. "Thank you," Cate said out loud, "I chose the clothes." Meagan rolled her eyes. "Well, you are in Meagan's body, Cate." Harry said. Cate made Meagan scowl for a moment before Meagan could completely take control again. Harry put his arms around her waist. 'What are you doing?' Cate asked as Meagan put her arms around Harry's neck. 'No, you are not going to kiss him while I'm in your body.' Cate said, but it was too late as Meagan kissed Harry gently on the lips. Harry kissed her back. The only reason Harry wasn't at Hogwarts was because it was the weekend and Dumbledore said he could. Cate roughly pushed Meagan and Harry apart, using Meagan's strength. Harry was flung backwards, landing in a puddle of mud. It got his white tuxedo all brown and he made a face as he waved his wand to clean it. "C'mon," He said, taking Meagan by the hand and leading her (or them) to the restraunt. ~*~ Meagan sat down on her bed and flicked the radio on. She listened to the muggle radio station sometimes, to listen to what she used to like. "And next is 'Don't Let Me Get Me' by Pink!" The DJ said. Meagan grinned to herself. but wait, that was kind of impossible. "I never win first place, I don't support the team, I can't take directions and my socks are never clean! My teachers dated me! My parents hated me! I was always in a fight, cause I can't do nothin' right! Everyday I fight a war against the mirror! I can't take the person staring back at me! I'm a hazard to myself! Don't let me get me! I'm my own worst enemy! It's that you would know yourself! So irritating! Don't want to be my friend no more! I want to be somebody else!" Cate snorted. "Isn't that right?" She asked. "L.A. told me, you'll be a pop star! All you gotta change is everything you are! I'm tired of being compared, to damn Brittany Spears! She's so pretty! That just ain't me!" Meagan sang with her honey-sweet voice with the radio. There were many differences between Meagan and Cate's voices. Cate had a high, sweet voice that made you believe everything you said. Meagan had a low, honey-sweet voice that would make you listen to her. There was another large difference. Meagan could sing very well and Cate couldn't. Whenever Cate tried to sing, her voice would get croaky. Meagan, however, had been begged by many people to be a famous singer that recorded CDs and albums and be on the radio. She had refused though, because her true love was Quidditch. "Doctor, doctor, won't you please prescribe me something? I'm playing the life of someone else, cause I'm a hazard to myself! Don't let me get me! I'm my own worst enemy! It's that you would know yourself! So irritating! Don't want to be my friend no more! I want to be somebody else! Don't let me get me! Don't let me! I'm my own worst enemy! It's that you would know yourself! So irritating! Don't wanna be my friend no more! Doctor, doctor, won't you please prescribe me something? I'm playing the life of someone else! Don't let me get me!" Meagan sang again. Cate hissed angrily. 'Show off.' She said. Meagan listened to the interlude before singing again: "I'm a hazard to myself! Don't let me get me! I'm my own worst enemy! It's that you would know yourself! Yourself! So irritating! Don't wanna be my friend no more! Wanna be somebody else! Don't let me get me! Don't let me get me! Wanna be somebody else!" Meagan ended the song with the radio. Cate humphed. "I think that song is totally true." Cate said. Meagan could tell she was seething. She grinned. "Well, this is going to be interesting." She said, sighed, turned the radio off, and went to sleep.