A/N: Well, here it is, the third chapter in three days!! Hope you like it.
And I recently realized something, at the beginning of the first chapter I
said that only Mercedes and Law were in Gryffindor with Ginny. I was wrong.
Sam is too along with Anna Applebee from the ice-skating team, but Roane is
in Ravenclaw. Also this chapter is mostly about Roane and her family, and
the majority of it is sad, lots of crying done.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT THE THINGS THAT ARE NOT FAMILIAR.
Chapter 3- Wittnauer Alley and a Depressing Death
Once again Ginny woke with the sun in her eyes, but this time, her curly red hair was plastered all over her face, and looked like it had gotten into a fight an angry cat. She sighed, sat up and patted her head softly. The curls were sticking up at least three inches higher in some places. She sighed again thinking how much it would hurt to comb out the kinks. She got out of bed, opened the window and kicked Mercedes's foot saying, "Wake up you."
"Shut the window." Hermione said from under her blanket.
"I'll do it when we leave." Ginny said rummaging in Mercedes's trunk for a pair of her brother David's old soccer shorts. "You better be up and ready to take a shower by the time I get back missy." Ginny said grabbing her running clothes off of the back of her vanity chair, and went to the bathroom.
She shut and locked the door with her wand, and took a shower, washing her hair and adding extra conditioner and detangler, so that her would at least be manageable when it dried. She got out of the shower, dried off and got dressed in a running bra and an old pair of Mercedes's brother's soccer shorts. Then she brushed her teeth and washed her face. She walked back in her room and Mercedes walked out still half sleep.
Ginny sat at the vanity and stared at the brush on the table, wondering if she really wanted to go through all the pain of braiding tangled hair. She decided that she might as well, and started to slowly brush her hair starting form the bottom and working her way up. She finished brushing it, and then she parted it and began to French braid both sides, letting the pigtail hang in front of her.
Mercedes came back in the room and sat cross-legged on her cot next to Ginny. Her wet and curly hair was up in a ponytail, and she too had on a running bra and old soccer shorts. "Almost ready?" She asked Ginny as she finished the last braid.
"Yep, let's go. We can wait for Harry and Law in the kitchen while we get a bite to eat." Ginny stood up, put her running shoes on, and went down the stairs into the kitchen. She sat at the counter and pointed her wand at the cupboard. Two mugs flew out, landed on the counter and magically filled with green tea. Mercedes picked them up and brought them to the table. Ginny leaned over and pulled two bananas out of the fruit bowl, handed one to Mercedes and ate the other one herself. All this time, neither of them spoke. Ginny because she was savoring her favorite time of the day, Mercedes because she was still in her dream state.
Harry and Law came down the stairs quietly wondering if anyone was awake yet. Harry stopped at the bottom and saw something that made his heart stop. Ginny was sitting at the table with a mug of hot tea in her hands chewing slowly and she was staring peacefully out the window above the sink. Her hair was braided in two and the ends fell down her back, just brushing the back of her seat. Mercedes was sitting across from her and was staring off into space, trying to stay awake, but was beginning to fail miserably. They were both only wearing running bras and shorts. And Ginny's eyes were glittering with the thought of what was to come.
'I've got to find a good time to tell her that I like her.' Harry thought. Then he cleared his throat, "Are we late?" He asked.
Ginny turned in her seat and looked at him with a smile. "No you're early, but we can get started anyway. This should be fun." She scribbled a short note to her mother and left it on the table.
Dear Mum, Harry, 'Cedes, Law and I went for a run. Be back around noon. Ginny
Ginny stood up and dumped her banana peel in the trash and grabbed a light jacket off the hook next to the door. Mercedes did the same, fully awake now that Law was in the room. They all went out the back door, and Ginny locked it behind them.
"So what route are we taking?" Law asked.
Ginny turned, then sat on the grass and began stretching her sleepy muscles, the others followed her example. "Well, I was thinking we could go around Ottery St. Catchpole to Stoatshead Hill, take a short break, then on to the rink to work out, then come back again, all in time to leave for Wittnauer Alley. How's that sound to you all?" Ginny said.
"Sounds just fine to me." Harry said standing up and touching his toes. Ha straightened and flashed a bright smile Ginny's way. "Well let's go."
Ginny stood and jogged out the gate and down the road. Within thirty minutes they had covered a mile at a quick jog, and were running in pairs with small conversations between breaths. Harry ran with Ginny, while Law and Mercedes fell behind.
'Okay, now is my chance. I'm going to tell her.' Harry said to himself. "So, Ginny? Are you seeing anyone?" He asked her, staring straight ahead.
"No. I was dating Colin last year, but we broke up after realizing that we are only friends." She said studying him. "What about you."
"Oh no one." Harry said nervously. 'No, I can't do it, I can't tell her yet.' Instead he said, "Hey," He said, "I'll race you the rest of the way to Stoatshead."
"You're on Potter let me just tell them so they don't freak out." Ginny turned around and said to Law and Mercedes, "Hey guys, Harry and I are going to have a little race okay."
"That's fine, I wish you all the luck Harry. Ginny is a serious speed demon." Law said.
Ginny smiled and turned around again. "On your mark, get set, go!" She said and took off, her braids flopping her back, not stopping until she reached the bottom of the hill.
Ginny slowed to a halt and caught her breath, she had run three miles, in nearly four minutes. That was almost impossible.
"Good god girl! What did you eat for breakfast to make you go that fast?" Harry said stopping behind her close to five minutes later, and pulling off his shirt revealing a toned chest and stomach.
"Green tea and a banana." She answered honestly sitting down on a nearby bench and transfiguring a stick into two bottles of water. "Here drink, it will keep you cool." She handed him the bottle, resisting the urge to stare at his muscles.
"Thanks." He said taking a seat next to her. "So Law and Mercedes seem pretty close." Harry said watching the couple slowly make their way to the hill.
"Yeah, Mercedes told me that she liked him, but I don't know what Law thinks."
"Well Law likes her too, he told me so last year. Maybe we should get them together." Harry said.
"That'd be good for them." Ginny said, "They deserve each other." Harry nodded and they sat in silence while they waited for Law and Mercedes to catch up to them. Soon they did and conjured their own water bottles. After about five minutes of light conversation Ginny stood up and said, "Time we got to the rink." She turned her water bottle back into a stick and threw it over her shoulder.
"Ginny can we just fly? I'm kinda tired of running." Mercedes said.
"How can we fly when we don't have brooms?" Ginny asked skeptically.
"I thing I can help there." Harry said. "Accio Thunderbird!" He said pointing his wand towards the direction of the Burrow. Soon they heard the speeding sound that was Harry's broom, the latest model from Quality Quidditch Supplies. Law did the same and soon there were two brooms in front of the group hanging in mid air, ready to be mounted.
"But there are only two." Ginny said.
"I'll ride with Law!" Mercedes immediately volunteered.
"Well Ginny, I guess that leaves you and me." Harry said smiling at her. She smiled back shyly and walked over to him.
"Okay, I guess." She said as they all clambered on to the brooms. She hugged Harry around his waist and couldn't help but notice how well her body seemed to fit into his. "Let's exercise for about half an hour, then fly home."
"Fine with me." Law said, then he took off, Harry and Ginny right behind him.
They landed at Beakmouth Ice Rink five minutes later, and Ginny pulled out her key and unlocked the door, letting them in. They worked out for a solid half-hour, then flew home, to find Sam, Dean, Seamus, Roane, and Mercedes's partner Marc waiting for them at the kitchen table.
"Hey." Ginny said as she walked in, "We'll be back down in twenty minutes." She said.
"Take your time, we're in no rush." Marc said.
Ginny nodded and continued up the stairs to her room. She grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans that would be easy to change in and out of. She went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. She let the water heat as she unbraided her sweaty hair. She took a quick shower and then dressed and ran back to her room, her wet, but clean hair dripping down her back. She didn't have time to brush it dry like she usually did, so she pointed her wand at her head and said, "Drylio." And her hair dried instantly. She grabbed a ponytail holder and threw her long hair into a sloppy bun. She slid on her favorite high top sneakers and then grabbed a sweatshirt from her closet and ran downstairs. Harry, Mercedes and Law were already there, ready and dressed and she seemed to be the last one needed. She stopped at the table and snatched a chicken sandwich off the plate in the center and almost swallowed it whole.
"Let's go." She said after she swallowed a mouthful of chicken and bread. She led everyone over to the fireplace and passed around the floo pot. "When you step into the flames say Wittnauer Ally, Gate nine. Once you leave the gate wait for the rest of us." She threw her handful of power into the flames and they turned bright green. She stepped in and said, "Wittnauer Alley, Gate nine!" There was a whooshing sound and she was gone.
Several gates later Ginny tumbled to the hard stone ground of an ice- skating store called Tara's. She stood up and dusted herself off moving out of the way to let the next person come through. But she didn't move soon enough, and Harry, who went through right after her, smashed into her knocking her to the ground once again.
"Oomph, sorry Ginny." He said lifting himself and giving her a hand, pulling her out of the way just before Sam pelted through.
"Thanks Harry." Ginny said brushing her clothes off again. After a bit, everyone was in the store and was looking at all of the sparkly costumes. "What do you think about that one Law?" Ginny said pointing at a purple ensemble that was hanging on the wall.
"Ginny, I'm not wearing purple." Law said without looking up from a sport's magazine that he had retrieved from the front of the store. "I tell you this every time we go looking for new outfits. No purple. You pick what you want for your single routine, but I'm not wearing purple."
Ginny shook her head and laughed, then continued looking for the perfect outfit.
"How about this one Ginny?" Harry said lifting one from the rack behind her. "It's pretty."
Ginny turned and looked at the outfit and saw that "pretty" was an understatement. It was downright spectacular. It was white cotton, with gold ribbon trim around the edges of the sleeves and around then neckline and hem. "Wow! That will work perfectly with my singles performance. Let me see it." She took it from Harry and looked at the size. "It should fit me too." She put it over her arm and continued looking for something that Law would wear. Their performance was very dramatic and she wanted an outfit that would pull the audience into the story. Her eye slid over a dark blue crushed velvet combination, and then slid back again. That one said it all. She held up the girl's part and smiled. It had a low neck and back line, quarter length sleeves, and a short skirt. Then she looked at the boy's piece and smiled even wider. Simple dark blue pants and a simple white long sleeved shirt. Surely Law wouldn't say 'no' to something so wonderful.
"Law what about this one?"
Law looked up from the magazine and smiled, "Now that's what I'm talking about." He said taking the boy's piece from her. "Not too frilly and fancy, but simple and graceful. Good, let's try them on."
They walked over to the dressing rooms, and changed into the soft material. Both fit perfectly and were put aside to buy. Then Ginny tried on the white one and smiled to her self. It was beautiful, and it fit too. She held her hair up off her neck to see what it would look like. It made it even better, and she knew that it was perfect. She put both dresses back on their hangers and walked out the dressing room to find ribbons, and stockings to match both outfits. She did so paid for it all and sat down with Law and everyone else to wait for Mercedes and Marc who were having a hard time agreeing on weither to have sparkles in the costumes or the stockings.
After about another solid hour of Marc and Mercedes arguing, they decided to get green outfits with no sparkles at all.
"Thank god, now can we please go to the Quidditch store down the street?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Yes. Just let us pay for this." Mercedes said. She went up to the cash register and laid the clothes on the counter.
The cashier rang up the items and said, "That'll be thirty galleons each." She said checking the register and then turning to Mercedes. "Mercedes? What are you doing here?" She said. It was Miranda Write, a Gryffindor third year that really looked up to Ginny and Mercedes.
"Hey Miranda." Mercedes said nicely. "I didn't know you worked here."
"I didn't until just this summer. My mum owns the place and said she didn't want me sitting on my bum all summer, even though I would be perfectly happy with that."
"Well that's cool, I'll see you at school." Mercedes paid for her stuff and left, meeting everyone else at the Quidditch store down the street.
"What the heck took you so long?" Law said.
"I was talking to Miranda Write."
"I didn't know she could skate." Ginny said fingering the handle of a boom in the window.
"I don't know about that, but she works there. Her mom owns the place."
"Wow." Harry said picking up a box of snitches and examining them.
"Hey let's get some ice cream after this. I saw a fancy muggle parlor around the corner." Sam said. She was addicted to ice cream and loved just about every flavor there was.
" Sure thing Sam." Dean said.
"Sorry, I'll have to pass on this one guys. I promised my mom I'd be home by three and it's two forty-five. I'll just see you at practice tomorrow morning." Marc said walking to the back of the store where the fireplace was. Within minutes he was gone. They walked out of the store. And down the street. On the corner was a bookstore called Borders and Roane was pulled towards it like a magnet.
"You guys go ahead, I'll be in here if you need me." She said disappearing inside. Seamus shook his head and followed her, pulling her back out side. "Oh, I just wanted to look around for a minute." She said sadly.
"Ro, this is supposed to be a day for us all to be together, having fun. Not researching whatever our mission could possibly be.' Seamus said. "Besides you already have so many books, you don't need any more."
"On the contrary, my friend, a girl can never have too many books." With that she ripped her shirt out of Seamus's grasp and went across the street to the ice cream parlor. The rest followed her and took seats at the counter.
Ginny sat next to Harry quietly and ate her French vanilla. When she finished she sat twirling her ring around her finger and staring at her cup.
"Ginny is everything okay?" Harry asked.
Ginny's head snapped up and she looked at Harry. "Yeah, I was just wondering what our mission actually is." Everyone went quiet as she said this. "And I've come up with a plan. When we get back to Hogwarts, we are going to read the Book front to back looking for any clues as to what we will have to do."
"But Ginny, the whole thing is written in Lectic. The only known person to read and understand Lectic was Rowena Ravenclaw."
"Exactly." Ginny said.
"Ginny, I hope you aren't thinking what I think your thinking." Roane said to Ginny over her chocolate shake.
"Sorry Roane, but I am."
"Ginny, bringing someone back from the dead can be dangerous and requires very intense magic. The kind of intense magic that we don't have access to as of yet." Roane said seriously.
"No, I don't want to bring her back per say, I want to bring her spirit back." Ginny said, "And that we can do, besides, you are a descendant of hers, the bond should be even stronger." Ginny got up threw her cup away and stood in front of everyone.
"I don't know about this, I'll owl my grandmother and ask what she thinks."
"Now no more talk about this until we get back to Hogwarts, it's too dangerous." Ginny cast a wary glance over her shoulder. "Now, I'm hot and sticky. Roane can we go swimming in your pool?"
"Sure, let's go. Roane got up and led everyone back to Tara's and back through the fireplace to The Burrow. Ginny, Hermione, Mercedes, Harry Ron, and Law all ran upstairs, grabbed their swimsuits and towels and beach bags and went back down. Then they flooed to Dean's grandmother's house and Dean and Seamus did the same thing. Soon they were all in Roane's wide and spacious living room.
"Is your dad here?" Hermione asked, ever the on to want to talk to him about politics.
"No, but the Wicked Witch of the West is." She said referring to her stepmother Dana. "Father went to a press conference with the President in California and won't be back until the day before we go back to school." Just then Roane's four-year-old brother Daniel came running into the room screaming at the top of his lungs, there was a bright red mark across his right cheek. Usually he lived with his mother in America while Roane and her sister Isabelle were at Hogwarts, but had come to stay with them for the summer. He caught sight of Roane and flung himself into her arms. She picked him up and he put his head on her shoulder sobbing loudly. Soon after him, came a tall woman whose white-blonde hair was put up into an elaborate French twist.
She was wearing a black turtle neck shirt and white designer capris with black thongs, her pretty face was contorted with furry, and she was holding a white summer dress that had bright green paint on it. She didn't look to be much older than twenty-nine, but was really thirty-three, which was much too young for her father in Roane's opinion, for this woman just happened to be Dana, Roane's stepmother.
Roane tried to comfort little Daniel, but he kept on crying. "What did you do to him?" Roane asked her stepmother with flashing eyes. They never had gotten along, even when Roane was younger.
"I slapped him for ruining my new Luis Phaeton dress. And he deserved it too! I was going to wear it to the Coronation tomorrow, but now I can't."
Roane waved aside the superficial stuff and stared at the woman in disgust. "You slapped him? He is not your son, and you are not his mother, hell you're not even his legal guardian, you had no right what so ever to do that. When My father is gone that is his nanny's job as it is mine, and you look nothing like Sarah or me, so I doubt you could be." Roane hardly ever lost it like this, but when it came to her siblings, everyone backed away. The whole time she was saying this Roane's hand was gripped tightly around her wand in her pocket and she looked about to whip it out when Law put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. She got the message and turned to face Dana who was still seething at her and her brother. "You better be happy Law is here, other wise, I wouldn't be so nice about this." She stalked past Dana with Daniel, her sandals slapping the marble floor as she walked.
Roane led every one up the grand staircase in front of the living room and through a paneled set of doors to her right. Everyone followed her into the west wing where her and her siblings' rooms were.
She opened a door to their right and led everyone into the bright sitting room. The room had four doors leading to the bedrooms and the bathroom. A young girl was sitting in a large easy chair by the window, reading a book. It was Roane's thirteen-year-old sister, Isabelle. Her dark brown hair was in a braid, similar to the one in Roane's hair, that hung over her shoulder and tumbled into her lap, (long hair ran in the family) and her violet eyes danced merrily. She was the splitting image of her father and brother, and Roane looked like their mother.
"Hello sis, what happened?"
"Dana slapped Danny Isa." Isabelle's eyes flashed and she put down the book she had been reading. (Magical Animals: Used and Tortured)
Roane sat down with Daniel on a couch and looked him in the eye. "Danny honey, why did you spill paint all over Dana's dress?"
" 'Cause she hurt Toodles." He said hiccuping.
"What did she do to Toodles?" Roane said looking around for the family dog.
"She kicked him across the yard and made his tummy bleed, but Isa fixed him." Danny said pointing to the golden retriever who was stretched out on the carpet in front of the fireplace with a bandage around his stomach.
Roane looked at Toodles and gasped. She loved that dog and that bitch had hurt him. "I'm writing to father." She set Danny in the corner of the couch and looked at everyone else, who had taken various seats throughout the large room. She walked over to the balcony, leaned over the railing and whistled loudly. A large tawny owl flew past her and into the room and perched on the back of the chair at the desk. Roane sat down, snatched quill from the holder took a sheet of parchment from the drawer and started writing.
Dear Father,
I am sorry to inform you that Dana has been abusing Daniel while I am not at home and while Isabelle is busy. She has also been hurting our beloved Toodles. This cannot go on, either she goes or Danny, Isa, the servants and I will move to grandmother's in Scotland. It is your choice, but I have had enough of this. Mother will be notified.
Your loving daughter, Roane Marie Hughes
When she had started writing, Seamus had picked up Daniel and walked over to read over her shoulder. "Don't you think that it's a bit formal?" He asked.
"Not at all. I gave him fair warning when he left for the U.S., that if that bitch did anything we were leaving. She did something, and now he needs to know. If I don't hear any thing from him before Friday, I'm packing everyone up and moving. This has gone on long enough." She started to role up the parchment when Isabelle stopped her.
"Wait, let me add something."
Roane handed her the paper and she scribbled down something.
Ps. You have until Friday morning to get back to us. If you don't, we will immediately assume that you have chosen Dana and we will move to the chateau Scotland. We have given you fair warning. Also give our love to Aunt Anna and the kids.
Waiting for your answer by owl, Isabelle Anne Hughes
"There, now you can send it." Isabelle handed her sister the letter and Roane tied it to the owl's leg. She carried it to the balcony railing petting it and cooing to it softly, then it took off in to the afternoon air. Roane sighed and came back in side wrote a similar letter to her mother who was currently with her grandmother, her father's mother, in Scotland and sent it with another owl.
"Well, we might as well go swimming now. Isabelle would you like to join us?" She said picking Daniel up and taking him to his room to help him change.
"No, that's all right, I think I'll go ride Dasher. But thanks anyway." She went into her room and came out several minutes later wearing jeans, a shirt and riding boots, her helmet tucked under her arm. "I'll see you all later." And she walked out the room.
Everyone separated into different rooms and changed into their bathing suits, then went down to the pool. Ginny had on a light blue tankini that matched with her eyes and swim shorts over them. Sam had on a bikini with boy shorts, Mercedes had a regular bikini and her towel was wrapped around her waist, and Roane wore a full bathing suit that had hibiscus flowers on it. And the boys all wore trunks of various solid colors, except Daniel who insisted on wearing his Spider man trunks.
Roane put floaties on Daniel's arms so he could swim around and then climbed the diving board and dove in letting the cool water wash her troubles away. She resurfaced and saw Ginny trying to teach Daniel how to float on his back, and Harry was staring at her with a peaceful expression on his face. Roane smiled to herself and knew that they would get together someday.
Harry stared at Ginny as she played with Daniel. 'God she's gorgeous!' He thought. Her wet hair was plastered to her back and she laughing at something Daniel had done.
She seemed to sense someone looking at her and she looked around. Her eye caught Harry's and she smiled brightly at him. He smiled beck and his bright green eyes sparkled, making her go weak. She grabbed hold of the side of the pool and steadied her self in the water. 'Oh my goodness he's hot! Wonder why I didn't notice before?' She thought with a smile. Just then a shadow passed over the water. It was Roane's owl Nitters.
"Back already?" Roane said pulling her slim body out of the water and sitting on the side of the pool. She pulled the letter off his leg and began to read it. She gasped and read it again.
Dear Miss Hughes,
I am sorry to inform you that shortly after your father received your letter he was assassinated by a bullet to his heart. He died quickly, but he managed to get out some important words to you, your sister and your brother. He said, and I quote, "Tell my children that I love them. Tell them to go to Scotland, their grandmother will take care of them." And with those last words, he died. The culprits have not been caught yet, but we are doing everything possible to hunt them down.
In his will he left his estates and all of his money to you and you siblings. You now own Harbor Court, the country manor you know and love, and the Chateau in Scotland. In the letter to your father you said that you would move to Scotland if he did not answer you before Friday, I suggest that you just that, and send Mrs. Hughes to me, child abuse and animal abuse is illegal, especially to children like yourselves. I wish you all the luck. Who ever killed your father, just might be after you too, so watch out for enemies.
Sincerely,
Annabelle Whittington
Roane stared at the letter from her father's secretary in disbelief. She had seen her father just three days ago, he was healthy and well, and now he was dead.
"Sissy, what's wrong?" said a small voice at her shoulder.
Roane looked up at her brother, her youngest sibling and tears started to splash down her cheeks. She pulled him into her lap and hugged him close. "Daniel, sweety, Father is gone."
"I know silly, I was there when he got on that big silver bird you called a plane." He said sweetly.
Roane smiled, but her tears fell faster. "No Danny, he was killed today and he isn't coming back."
Daniel stared at her, then his face wrinkled and he started to cry. He buried his head in her chest and cried his little heart out.
"Someone find Isa and tell her." Roane whispered resting her head on her brother's and rubbing small circles on his back trying to comfort him.
"I'll go." Ginny said slipping her thongs on. "I'll take Marrow and find her, she can't have gotten too far." Ginny ran to the stables and found the sparkling white horse she loved so much. Marrow was munching on a piece of hay and staring at her like she was crazy. Ginny could swear sometimes that he had an attitude problem, for a Nivet-a type of magical talking horse that is closely related the unicorn, you'd think he'd be a bit nicer. But she loved him, because he could run like the wind and had a sense of humor. A sob caught in her throat, Roane's father was the one who had bought her this nivet for her birthday one year, and taught her how to ride.
She let out an anguished cry, Sir John Hughes had been the nicest person she knew, and now he was gone. She opened the stall door and climbed onto the horse's bare back. Marrow let out a confused neigh.
"There's no time to put a saddle on."
He swallowed and said in a throaty voice, "Wha happened?"
"Roan's father is dead, now just run. We have to find Isabelle and tell her."
"Ginny, I'm coming with you, and who were you talking to?" Harry said running into the stables and picking up a saddle.
"I was talking to Marrow. But there's no time to talk or saddle up, just come on!"
Harry nodded and put the saddle back. He jumped on the back of the horse in the stall next to Marrow and Ginny galloped out the stable doors, Ginny hanging on to Marrow's mane.
"Do you know where she is?" Ginny yelled in Marrow's ear over the rush of wind.
"Yes I know where she is but you don't have to yell, I'm right here!" He yelled back. Harry, who was riding next to her stared at Marrow who stared back and said, "What are you looking at?" Harry's eyes went wide as saucers, and despite the moment Ginny laughed.
"You really ought to read more Harry." She said. Then she was serious again bent on finding Isabelle. Soon she spotted her across a lake. She was sitting under a weeping willow sketching. Her black stallion Dasher was munching on the grass next to her. His reins slowly slid over his head and hit the ground
"Isabelle!" Ginny called.
Isabelle's head popped up from the sketchbook and she looked at them. Something was wrong, Ginny riding in a bathing suit with Harry, and riding bareback at that? Yep something was very wrong. She stood and put the sketchbook in the bag that was hooked to Dasher's saddle. "What's wrong?" She called across the lake grabbing Dasher's reins and throwing them back over his long head.
"Your father has been killed, you need to get back up to the house as soon as possible. You, Roane, and Daniel are moving to Scotland with you grandmother immediately. Let's go!" Harry said all in one breath.
Isabelle looked like she was about to faint, then she composed herself and vaulted onto Dasher's back. "Follow me I know a shortcut back!" She disappeared into the forest and Ginny and Harry followed her.
After ten minutes of hard riding, they pulled up at the stables and gave the two horses to the stable hand. Ginny climbed off Marrow's back and he followed her. She turned around to tell him to stay, but he looked at her with sorrowful eyes and said, "I'm coming, I want to see her." Ginny just nodded and put her arm over his large shoulders. She rested her cheek against his coat and sighed.
They walked up to the pool sand saw that Roane and Daniel had not moved, but now Daniel had cried himself to sleep and Roane's tear supply had seemed to run out. Isabelle ran over and kneeled next to Roane. Roane turned and looked at her sister nodded and whispered, "It was them I know it, they're after us Isa." Isabelle stood up, and seeing as her sister was very depressed, she took charge of the situation.
"All right, here's what we do, guys, would you mind helping us move out of here?" She addressed everyone.
"Not at all, Isa, you know we'd do anything for your family." Seamus said.
"Good." She turned to the house elf that stood at the kitchen door, "Sally could you please retrieve Mrs. Hughes?"
"Yes miss." Se squeaked and scurried into the house.
Isabelle picked up the letter that had fallen from her sister's grasp. She read it through quickly and looked up when the Witch walked in to the back yard.
"Well, what is it?"
Isabelle looked at her with disgust and spat out. "My father is dead, he left you nothing. You are to go to his offices now, they are waiting for you."
Dana looked appalled. "What do you mean he left me nothing? I'm his wife."
"No!" Isabelle shouted, "His wife is in Scotland with his mother, you were his rebound! You get nothing! He left everything to his real family! Now leave!" But Dana just stood there, surprised at quiet Isabelle's out burst. "LEAVE!" Isabelle yelled.
"I never loved him anyway." Dana huffed as she went upstairs to pack her bags.
"And don't you dare take anything that doesn't belong to you! We keep a good inventory here, we'll know that something is gone!!" Isabelle shouted after her.
She turned back to the distressed group of teenagers. Everyone had loved her father very much, as far as they knew he was the nicest man ever. "We'll need to work quickly. Ron, Dean, Seamus, Sam, you'll need to contact your parents and tell them that you all won't be home for a couple of days. Hermione, we can't floo to Scotland because we have too much to take with us, so I'll need you to call Kings Cross and purchase twelve train tickets and three Animal transportation tickets for the first train tomorrow morning. Marrow and Dasher and Princess will come with us that's why I want the animal transportation tickets, I don't trust anyone but you all right now. Ginny, I'm going to have to ask you to try and get Toodles into his carrier. He doesn't like the thing so be careful, he might bite. Mercedes and I will start to pack, and boys when you finish with that come and help us." Everyone left to do what they were told. She turned to the house elves that had assembled behind her. "All of you, I want you to pull out the suitcases from the attic and put them in our rooms. And I'll need about ten of you to pack my father's things, we'll sort them out when we get to Scotland. The rest of you pack away every single thing, leave nothing." She turned to Marrow and Harry who were still behind her. "Marrow, take Harry and help him pack up the things you, Princess and Dasher will need for the journey. I want this house empty before morning, those slimy murdering gits could be after us all if they know who our loved ones are." Both Harry and Marrow nodded and took off at a run for the stables.
As she finished Roane seemed to snap out of her slump and she stood up cradling Daniel. "Let me get him changed and in the bed and I'll come help you pack." She walked into the house. Isabelle followed her. They changed Daniel and laid him softly in his bed.
"He won't sleep for long you know." Isabelle said to Roane.
"I know, but he'll need his rest, it will be a long journey even by train." Roane walked into her room and saw several suitcases lying open on the bed and three large trunks sitting on the floor next to the closet.
She had a lot of clothes. She changed into a light peasant skirt and shirt and set to work. She walked over to her red wood dresser and began to empty it quickly. She grabbed and armful of her underwear and dumped it into the nearest suitcase. When it was full, she put it by the door and started with another one. She filled this one with her summer clothes and when that was full she put it next to the other one, in the next one she stuffed all of her ballet things. She had soon emptied her dresser and she then started on her closet. She dragged a trunk over to the door of the closet and started to place her shoes in it, quickly, but neatly. She finished filling the trunk with her shoes and shut and locked it, then tried to push it across the marble floor to the door. No such luck, it was too heavy. She sat down next to it and sighed.
Seamus walked into the room and saw her dilemma, "Here, let me help you." He pushed the trunk to the door and then helped her fill the another one with dress robes of all colors. She pulled out a red one and smiled at it.
"My father bought me this one when my grades came out last year. He was so happy that he had a genius for a daughter." She sighed, folded it and put it in the trunk with the others. Then she pulled out a light blue one. "This one I wore to my coronation last year, they were so afraid that my grandmother was going to die without leaving an heir to her title. My father loves his job as ambassador, and wouldn't take the title, so it was passed to me, but my grandmother is healthy and young she'll live for many more years." She sighed and filled the rest of the trunk in silence. She pulled out a thick dark blue wool hooded cloak with gold trim and laid it on the bed for the journey. "There are several more downstairs in the front closet off the entryway, for you and the rest."
They pushed the trunk over to the others and opened the last one. "Let's put my nonsense stuff in here." Seamus nodded. They stripped her bed down, hangings and all and folded them and put them in the bottom of the trunk, then they went to her bookshelves and added layers of books to it.
" I think we might need another trunk for the rest of your books. See, I told you, you had too many." Roane laughed at this and it felt great to do so.
As if they had read his mind, four house elves carried in two more trunks.
"Thanks guys, now go to the study and pack up what ever is in there, but bring me all of the computer disks."
"Yes miss." They answered and scurried out the door. Seconds later one came back holding a large box, "Here is the diskes you was asking for miss." The small house elf said.
"Thank you, now go and help the others." Roane took the case and set it on the bare mattress. She turned back to Seamus and helped him fill the last two trunks with the rest of her books and her various knick-knacks, and put the disks on top. When they finally shut and locked the last trunk Seamus looked around.
"Well that's it, tomorrow the movers will come and transport the furniture to the Chateau. Let's go help the others."
"Wait Sea. Everything isn't out yet." Roane grabbed his arm and pulled him to the closet.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Watch." She walked into the closet that could easily hold a baby elephant and stood next to the far wall. "Tap the wall." She said.
Seamus did and heard a hollow sound. "What's back there?" He asked alarmed.
"Do you remember when we got our rings?" She said holding up her own.
"Yeah? So?"
"Well do you remember what Dumbledore said about mine?"
"He said that it held the answers to all your questions and that it would lead you down the right path."
"Right, you are about to see what he was talking about." She turned to the wall, pointed her wand at it and said an incantation with her misty voice, "Finite sharf musscuk blibble." in a language that Seamus didn't understand. "That's Lectic for 'I am Rowena, the heir of Rowena Ravenclaw' my grand mother taught it to me last summer. My full name is Rowena Marie Anna Ravenclaw-Hughes."
"But I thought your name was Roane, and that only Rowena Ravenclaw could speak and understand Lectic."
"My father and Dumbledore shortened my name so as not to arrows suspicions. My father's last name is Ravenclaw, Hughes is my mother's last name. And only Rowena's female descendants can speak Lectic, me in particular because I am her heir and only the females can be her heirs. That's why the title was passed to be, because my father has no sisters, only one younger brother. Just like Harry is the heir of Slytherin and of Gryffindor. He was destined to be the last, but the first came accidentally, the Ancient ones never meant for that bit of history to happen. I'm just more of an heir, because she ruled a small and secret magic kingdom in Scotland. That's what I'm the heir of, that's why I was coronated last summer."
Roane turned and rapped twice on the wall and the dark panels slid aside to reveal a dimly lit room. There was a marble table in the middle, and on the table rested a closed box. She walked over to the box and opened it revealing a glowing red ball, around the ball was a gold headband tike a small crown. She pulled it out and placed it on her head. She turned to him. "This is the crown that I have for the time being, until my grandmother dies and I become Queen."
She turned back to the box. "You know that Rowena Ravenclaw was a seer right?" Seamus nodded. "Well, as her heir, so am I, but I'm the only one in my family. And this is a seeing stone. It is sort of like an aid if you're having a bad day. It has been helping me find out what our mission is, and I've almost got it, but there is a riddle that we all need to solve together for some reason, and it is written in German so it might take me awhile 'cause German is not my strongest language." She snapped the box shut and turned it on its side, where there was a hook attached if one was to wear it around their neck. She pointed her wand at it muttered something that Seamus couldn't hear, and it shrunk to the size of a small charm. She pulled a long chain out of her pocket, strung it through the hoop on the small box, put the chain around her neck and then dropped it down her shirt. "Now it is safe." She walked out of the hidden room with Seamus sealed the door and took him back into the room.
"Is there anything else you're hiding from me, like a twin sister?" He asked playfully.
"No silly," she said kissing him, "Just that."
He kissed her back and then pulled away and smiled. "I'm glad to see you're not brooding anymore."
"I have to be strong for my sister and my brother." Roane said.
"Are you going to tell the others about this, and your history and who you really are?" He said pointing at the chain around her neck.
"I will sometime tonight, because I know the questions about why all this happened, is eating them alive. They need to know anyway. I hold the key to our destiny." She grabbed the cloak off the bed and went into the sitting room. "Let's go see if the others need any help."
They walked into Isabelle's pink room and saw that Sam, Mercedes and Dean were helping her pack. She had even more luggage than Roane did. Seamus didn't think that that was possible. Roane understanding his look, said, "It's mostly stuffed animals and books. She doesn't really care about her appearance that much, only if it is important."
They walked out and into Daniel's room where he was sitting on the bed watching Law, Ron, and Ginny pack his things. Harry was still packing in the stables with Marrow.
"Hey little buddy, I'm glad to see you up." Seamus said picking him up and carrying him over to Roane who took him in her arms and hugged him tight.
"Roro, where's daddy?" He asked even though he all ready knew what the answer was.
"Danny you know Father is dead. Why are you asking me that?"
"I know, I sorry, please don't be angry with me."
Roane sighed and smiled down at the child in her arms, "Oh I'm not angry with you sweetie. Come on let's get you dressed for the train ride." She sat him on the bed and rummaged around in the small amount of clothes that were left in the closet and pulled out a gray cloak, blue jeans, and a long sleeved shirt. She dressed him and then picked him up again.
"You know he has very good speech for a four year old." Ginny complemented.
"He has to, he belongs to a very proper family." Roane said looking at her.
By the time she had finished dressing him, Law, Ron, and Ginny had emptied his room and Harry and Hermione were calling from the sitting room.
They all walked back into the sitting room and sat down. "I got the tickets, eleven teenagers, one child, and four animals, they are under 'Hughes'. When I said that I wanted eleven adult tickets, the lady asked me if I was feeling all right, then when I said yes she asked if I knew how much that was going to cost. I said of course and she laughed at me!" Hermione shook her bushy head. "Oh and I got a private compartment too."
"And the horses are packed up and ready to go in the truck and Frank is outside with the car. And the house elves are finishing packing up the rest of the house as we speak."
"All right then, let's go." Roane said taking one last look around the room and picking up a suitcase. The boys grabbed the trunks and the rest of the girls grabbed the other suitcases, two a piece and they left the room. "We'll need to stop by the kitchens and get food for the journey." They trooped to the kitchens where a big picnic basket greeted them at the door. "Thank you Mincy, I'll see you in Scotland. How are you going to get there?"
"Oh, house elves has magics too miss." Mincy said handing the basket to Daniel who took it. "We's seeing you in Scotland miss bye bye now we has lots of work to do."
"All right Mincy, I'll see you day after tomorrow." Roane and the others left the kitchens and went into the front hall.
Roane called her grandmother from the phone by the door to tell her that they were coming and to have someone at the train station around eleven the next morning. She asked if it would be okay if her friends came with her and stayed for awhile. Her grandmother said that it was perfectly fine, and that they could even stay for the rest of the summer if they wanted. Roane said okay and good bye and hung up.
They put the luggage into the limo with the help of Frank and then went back inside for one last look around. Everyone turned to look at Roane and for the first time noticed that she was wearing a crown. "What is that?" Hermione said pointing to it.
"I'll tell you all about it later. But right now we've got a long drive to the train station. Isabelle, give them extra cloaks please, it will get colder and windier as we get closer to Scotland, and who knows what the weather is up there." She waited as the others found cloaks that fit and then they all went out side. And piled in the limo. Roane, Isabelle, and Daniel took one last look at the home that they grew up in and sighed, then they got in the limo and drove down the driveway.
A/N: Well I hope you liked it, the beginning was kind of boring, but there was more magic. It was really long and I worked really hard on it so R/R please!!!
Your humble writer- syders
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT THE THINGS THAT ARE NOT FAMILIAR.
Chapter 3- Wittnauer Alley and a Depressing Death
Once again Ginny woke with the sun in her eyes, but this time, her curly red hair was plastered all over her face, and looked like it had gotten into a fight an angry cat. She sighed, sat up and patted her head softly. The curls were sticking up at least three inches higher in some places. She sighed again thinking how much it would hurt to comb out the kinks. She got out of bed, opened the window and kicked Mercedes's foot saying, "Wake up you."
"Shut the window." Hermione said from under her blanket.
"I'll do it when we leave." Ginny said rummaging in Mercedes's trunk for a pair of her brother David's old soccer shorts. "You better be up and ready to take a shower by the time I get back missy." Ginny said grabbing her running clothes off of the back of her vanity chair, and went to the bathroom.
She shut and locked the door with her wand, and took a shower, washing her hair and adding extra conditioner and detangler, so that her would at least be manageable when it dried. She got out of the shower, dried off and got dressed in a running bra and an old pair of Mercedes's brother's soccer shorts. Then she brushed her teeth and washed her face. She walked back in her room and Mercedes walked out still half sleep.
Ginny sat at the vanity and stared at the brush on the table, wondering if she really wanted to go through all the pain of braiding tangled hair. She decided that she might as well, and started to slowly brush her hair starting form the bottom and working her way up. She finished brushing it, and then she parted it and began to French braid both sides, letting the pigtail hang in front of her.
Mercedes came back in the room and sat cross-legged on her cot next to Ginny. Her wet and curly hair was up in a ponytail, and she too had on a running bra and old soccer shorts. "Almost ready?" She asked Ginny as she finished the last braid.
"Yep, let's go. We can wait for Harry and Law in the kitchen while we get a bite to eat." Ginny stood up, put her running shoes on, and went down the stairs into the kitchen. She sat at the counter and pointed her wand at the cupboard. Two mugs flew out, landed on the counter and magically filled with green tea. Mercedes picked them up and brought them to the table. Ginny leaned over and pulled two bananas out of the fruit bowl, handed one to Mercedes and ate the other one herself. All this time, neither of them spoke. Ginny because she was savoring her favorite time of the day, Mercedes because she was still in her dream state.
Harry and Law came down the stairs quietly wondering if anyone was awake yet. Harry stopped at the bottom and saw something that made his heart stop. Ginny was sitting at the table with a mug of hot tea in her hands chewing slowly and she was staring peacefully out the window above the sink. Her hair was braided in two and the ends fell down her back, just brushing the back of her seat. Mercedes was sitting across from her and was staring off into space, trying to stay awake, but was beginning to fail miserably. They were both only wearing running bras and shorts. And Ginny's eyes were glittering with the thought of what was to come.
'I've got to find a good time to tell her that I like her.' Harry thought. Then he cleared his throat, "Are we late?" He asked.
Ginny turned in her seat and looked at him with a smile. "No you're early, but we can get started anyway. This should be fun." She scribbled a short note to her mother and left it on the table.
Dear Mum, Harry, 'Cedes, Law and I went for a run. Be back around noon. Ginny
Ginny stood up and dumped her banana peel in the trash and grabbed a light jacket off the hook next to the door. Mercedes did the same, fully awake now that Law was in the room. They all went out the back door, and Ginny locked it behind them.
"So what route are we taking?" Law asked.
Ginny turned, then sat on the grass and began stretching her sleepy muscles, the others followed her example. "Well, I was thinking we could go around Ottery St. Catchpole to Stoatshead Hill, take a short break, then on to the rink to work out, then come back again, all in time to leave for Wittnauer Alley. How's that sound to you all?" Ginny said.
"Sounds just fine to me." Harry said standing up and touching his toes. Ha straightened and flashed a bright smile Ginny's way. "Well let's go."
Ginny stood and jogged out the gate and down the road. Within thirty minutes they had covered a mile at a quick jog, and were running in pairs with small conversations between breaths. Harry ran with Ginny, while Law and Mercedes fell behind.
'Okay, now is my chance. I'm going to tell her.' Harry said to himself. "So, Ginny? Are you seeing anyone?" He asked her, staring straight ahead.
"No. I was dating Colin last year, but we broke up after realizing that we are only friends." She said studying him. "What about you."
"Oh no one." Harry said nervously. 'No, I can't do it, I can't tell her yet.' Instead he said, "Hey," He said, "I'll race you the rest of the way to Stoatshead."
"You're on Potter let me just tell them so they don't freak out." Ginny turned around and said to Law and Mercedes, "Hey guys, Harry and I are going to have a little race okay."
"That's fine, I wish you all the luck Harry. Ginny is a serious speed demon." Law said.
Ginny smiled and turned around again. "On your mark, get set, go!" She said and took off, her braids flopping her back, not stopping until she reached the bottom of the hill.
Ginny slowed to a halt and caught her breath, she had run three miles, in nearly four minutes. That was almost impossible.
"Good god girl! What did you eat for breakfast to make you go that fast?" Harry said stopping behind her close to five minutes later, and pulling off his shirt revealing a toned chest and stomach.
"Green tea and a banana." She answered honestly sitting down on a nearby bench and transfiguring a stick into two bottles of water. "Here drink, it will keep you cool." She handed him the bottle, resisting the urge to stare at his muscles.
"Thanks." He said taking a seat next to her. "So Law and Mercedes seem pretty close." Harry said watching the couple slowly make their way to the hill.
"Yeah, Mercedes told me that she liked him, but I don't know what Law thinks."
"Well Law likes her too, he told me so last year. Maybe we should get them together." Harry said.
"That'd be good for them." Ginny said, "They deserve each other." Harry nodded and they sat in silence while they waited for Law and Mercedes to catch up to them. Soon they did and conjured their own water bottles. After about five minutes of light conversation Ginny stood up and said, "Time we got to the rink." She turned her water bottle back into a stick and threw it over her shoulder.
"Ginny can we just fly? I'm kinda tired of running." Mercedes said.
"How can we fly when we don't have brooms?" Ginny asked skeptically.
"I thing I can help there." Harry said. "Accio Thunderbird!" He said pointing his wand towards the direction of the Burrow. Soon they heard the speeding sound that was Harry's broom, the latest model from Quality Quidditch Supplies. Law did the same and soon there were two brooms in front of the group hanging in mid air, ready to be mounted.
"But there are only two." Ginny said.
"I'll ride with Law!" Mercedes immediately volunteered.
"Well Ginny, I guess that leaves you and me." Harry said smiling at her. She smiled back shyly and walked over to him.
"Okay, I guess." She said as they all clambered on to the brooms. She hugged Harry around his waist and couldn't help but notice how well her body seemed to fit into his. "Let's exercise for about half an hour, then fly home."
"Fine with me." Law said, then he took off, Harry and Ginny right behind him.
They landed at Beakmouth Ice Rink five minutes later, and Ginny pulled out her key and unlocked the door, letting them in. They worked out for a solid half-hour, then flew home, to find Sam, Dean, Seamus, Roane, and Mercedes's partner Marc waiting for them at the kitchen table.
"Hey." Ginny said as she walked in, "We'll be back down in twenty minutes." She said.
"Take your time, we're in no rush." Marc said.
Ginny nodded and continued up the stairs to her room. She grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans that would be easy to change in and out of. She went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. She let the water heat as she unbraided her sweaty hair. She took a quick shower and then dressed and ran back to her room, her wet, but clean hair dripping down her back. She didn't have time to brush it dry like she usually did, so she pointed her wand at her head and said, "Drylio." And her hair dried instantly. She grabbed a ponytail holder and threw her long hair into a sloppy bun. She slid on her favorite high top sneakers and then grabbed a sweatshirt from her closet and ran downstairs. Harry, Mercedes and Law were already there, ready and dressed and she seemed to be the last one needed. She stopped at the table and snatched a chicken sandwich off the plate in the center and almost swallowed it whole.
"Let's go." She said after she swallowed a mouthful of chicken and bread. She led everyone over to the fireplace and passed around the floo pot. "When you step into the flames say Wittnauer Ally, Gate nine. Once you leave the gate wait for the rest of us." She threw her handful of power into the flames and they turned bright green. She stepped in and said, "Wittnauer Alley, Gate nine!" There was a whooshing sound and she was gone.
Several gates later Ginny tumbled to the hard stone ground of an ice- skating store called Tara's. She stood up and dusted herself off moving out of the way to let the next person come through. But she didn't move soon enough, and Harry, who went through right after her, smashed into her knocking her to the ground once again.
"Oomph, sorry Ginny." He said lifting himself and giving her a hand, pulling her out of the way just before Sam pelted through.
"Thanks Harry." Ginny said brushing her clothes off again. After a bit, everyone was in the store and was looking at all of the sparkly costumes. "What do you think about that one Law?" Ginny said pointing at a purple ensemble that was hanging on the wall.
"Ginny, I'm not wearing purple." Law said without looking up from a sport's magazine that he had retrieved from the front of the store. "I tell you this every time we go looking for new outfits. No purple. You pick what you want for your single routine, but I'm not wearing purple."
Ginny shook her head and laughed, then continued looking for the perfect outfit.
"How about this one Ginny?" Harry said lifting one from the rack behind her. "It's pretty."
Ginny turned and looked at the outfit and saw that "pretty" was an understatement. It was downright spectacular. It was white cotton, with gold ribbon trim around the edges of the sleeves and around then neckline and hem. "Wow! That will work perfectly with my singles performance. Let me see it." She took it from Harry and looked at the size. "It should fit me too." She put it over her arm and continued looking for something that Law would wear. Their performance was very dramatic and she wanted an outfit that would pull the audience into the story. Her eye slid over a dark blue crushed velvet combination, and then slid back again. That one said it all. She held up the girl's part and smiled. It had a low neck and back line, quarter length sleeves, and a short skirt. Then she looked at the boy's piece and smiled even wider. Simple dark blue pants and a simple white long sleeved shirt. Surely Law wouldn't say 'no' to something so wonderful.
"Law what about this one?"
Law looked up from the magazine and smiled, "Now that's what I'm talking about." He said taking the boy's piece from her. "Not too frilly and fancy, but simple and graceful. Good, let's try them on."
They walked over to the dressing rooms, and changed into the soft material. Both fit perfectly and were put aside to buy. Then Ginny tried on the white one and smiled to her self. It was beautiful, and it fit too. She held her hair up off her neck to see what it would look like. It made it even better, and she knew that it was perfect. She put both dresses back on their hangers and walked out the dressing room to find ribbons, and stockings to match both outfits. She did so paid for it all and sat down with Law and everyone else to wait for Mercedes and Marc who were having a hard time agreeing on weither to have sparkles in the costumes or the stockings.
After about another solid hour of Marc and Mercedes arguing, they decided to get green outfits with no sparkles at all.
"Thank god, now can we please go to the Quidditch store down the street?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Yes. Just let us pay for this." Mercedes said. She went up to the cash register and laid the clothes on the counter.
The cashier rang up the items and said, "That'll be thirty galleons each." She said checking the register and then turning to Mercedes. "Mercedes? What are you doing here?" She said. It was Miranda Write, a Gryffindor third year that really looked up to Ginny and Mercedes.
"Hey Miranda." Mercedes said nicely. "I didn't know you worked here."
"I didn't until just this summer. My mum owns the place and said she didn't want me sitting on my bum all summer, even though I would be perfectly happy with that."
"Well that's cool, I'll see you at school." Mercedes paid for her stuff and left, meeting everyone else at the Quidditch store down the street.
"What the heck took you so long?" Law said.
"I was talking to Miranda Write."
"I didn't know she could skate." Ginny said fingering the handle of a boom in the window.
"I don't know about that, but she works there. Her mom owns the place."
"Wow." Harry said picking up a box of snitches and examining them.
"Hey let's get some ice cream after this. I saw a fancy muggle parlor around the corner." Sam said. She was addicted to ice cream and loved just about every flavor there was.
" Sure thing Sam." Dean said.
"Sorry, I'll have to pass on this one guys. I promised my mom I'd be home by three and it's two forty-five. I'll just see you at practice tomorrow morning." Marc said walking to the back of the store where the fireplace was. Within minutes he was gone. They walked out of the store. And down the street. On the corner was a bookstore called Borders and Roane was pulled towards it like a magnet.
"You guys go ahead, I'll be in here if you need me." She said disappearing inside. Seamus shook his head and followed her, pulling her back out side. "Oh, I just wanted to look around for a minute." She said sadly.
"Ro, this is supposed to be a day for us all to be together, having fun. Not researching whatever our mission could possibly be.' Seamus said. "Besides you already have so many books, you don't need any more."
"On the contrary, my friend, a girl can never have too many books." With that she ripped her shirt out of Seamus's grasp and went across the street to the ice cream parlor. The rest followed her and took seats at the counter.
Ginny sat next to Harry quietly and ate her French vanilla. When she finished she sat twirling her ring around her finger and staring at her cup.
"Ginny is everything okay?" Harry asked.
Ginny's head snapped up and she looked at Harry. "Yeah, I was just wondering what our mission actually is." Everyone went quiet as she said this. "And I've come up with a plan. When we get back to Hogwarts, we are going to read the Book front to back looking for any clues as to what we will have to do."
"But Ginny, the whole thing is written in Lectic. The only known person to read and understand Lectic was Rowena Ravenclaw."
"Exactly." Ginny said.
"Ginny, I hope you aren't thinking what I think your thinking." Roane said to Ginny over her chocolate shake.
"Sorry Roane, but I am."
"Ginny, bringing someone back from the dead can be dangerous and requires very intense magic. The kind of intense magic that we don't have access to as of yet." Roane said seriously.
"No, I don't want to bring her back per say, I want to bring her spirit back." Ginny said, "And that we can do, besides, you are a descendant of hers, the bond should be even stronger." Ginny got up threw her cup away and stood in front of everyone.
"I don't know about this, I'll owl my grandmother and ask what she thinks."
"Now no more talk about this until we get back to Hogwarts, it's too dangerous." Ginny cast a wary glance over her shoulder. "Now, I'm hot and sticky. Roane can we go swimming in your pool?"
"Sure, let's go. Roane got up and led everyone back to Tara's and back through the fireplace to The Burrow. Ginny, Hermione, Mercedes, Harry Ron, and Law all ran upstairs, grabbed their swimsuits and towels and beach bags and went back down. Then they flooed to Dean's grandmother's house and Dean and Seamus did the same thing. Soon they were all in Roane's wide and spacious living room.
"Is your dad here?" Hermione asked, ever the on to want to talk to him about politics.
"No, but the Wicked Witch of the West is." She said referring to her stepmother Dana. "Father went to a press conference with the President in California and won't be back until the day before we go back to school." Just then Roane's four-year-old brother Daniel came running into the room screaming at the top of his lungs, there was a bright red mark across his right cheek. Usually he lived with his mother in America while Roane and her sister Isabelle were at Hogwarts, but had come to stay with them for the summer. He caught sight of Roane and flung himself into her arms. She picked him up and he put his head on her shoulder sobbing loudly. Soon after him, came a tall woman whose white-blonde hair was put up into an elaborate French twist.
She was wearing a black turtle neck shirt and white designer capris with black thongs, her pretty face was contorted with furry, and she was holding a white summer dress that had bright green paint on it. She didn't look to be much older than twenty-nine, but was really thirty-three, which was much too young for her father in Roane's opinion, for this woman just happened to be Dana, Roane's stepmother.
Roane tried to comfort little Daniel, but he kept on crying. "What did you do to him?" Roane asked her stepmother with flashing eyes. They never had gotten along, even when Roane was younger.
"I slapped him for ruining my new Luis Phaeton dress. And he deserved it too! I was going to wear it to the Coronation tomorrow, but now I can't."
Roane waved aside the superficial stuff and stared at the woman in disgust. "You slapped him? He is not your son, and you are not his mother, hell you're not even his legal guardian, you had no right what so ever to do that. When My father is gone that is his nanny's job as it is mine, and you look nothing like Sarah or me, so I doubt you could be." Roane hardly ever lost it like this, but when it came to her siblings, everyone backed away. The whole time she was saying this Roane's hand was gripped tightly around her wand in her pocket and she looked about to whip it out when Law put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. She got the message and turned to face Dana who was still seething at her and her brother. "You better be happy Law is here, other wise, I wouldn't be so nice about this." She stalked past Dana with Daniel, her sandals slapping the marble floor as she walked.
Roane led every one up the grand staircase in front of the living room and through a paneled set of doors to her right. Everyone followed her into the west wing where her and her siblings' rooms were.
She opened a door to their right and led everyone into the bright sitting room. The room had four doors leading to the bedrooms and the bathroom. A young girl was sitting in a large easy chair by the window, reading a book. It was Roane's thirteen-year-old sister, Isabelle. Her dark brown hair was in a braid, similar to the one in Roane's hair, that hung over her shoulder and tumbled into her lap, (long hair ran in the family) and her violet eyes danced merrily. She was the splitting image of her father and brother, and Roane looked like their mother.
"Hello sis, what happened?"
"Dana slapped Danny Isa." Isabelle's eyes flashed and she put down the book she had been reading. (Magical Animals: Used and Tortured)
Roane sat down with Daniel on a couch and looked him in the eye. "Danny honey, why did you spill paint all over Dana's dress?"
" 'Cause she hurt Toodles." He said hiccuping.
"What did she do to Toodles?" Roane said looking around for the family dog.
"She kicked him across the yard and made his tummy bleed, but Isa fixed him." Danny said pointing to the golden retriever who was stretched out on the carpet in front of the fireplace with a bandage around his stomach.
Roane looked at Toodles and gasped. She loved that dog and that bitch had hurt him. "I'm writing to father." She set Danny in the corner of the couch and looked at everyone else, who had taken various seats throughout the large room. She walked over to the balcony, leaned over the railing and whistled loudly. A large tawny owl flew past her and into the room and perched on the back of the chair at the desk. Roane sat down, snatched quill from the holder took a sheet of parchment from the drawer and started writing.
Dear Father,
I am sorry to inform you that Dana has been abusing Daniel while I am not at home and while Isabelle is busy. She has also been hurting our beloved Toodles. This cannot go on, either she goes or Danny, Isa, the servants and I will move to grandmother's in Scotland. It is your choice, but I have had enough of this. Mother will be notified.
Your loving daughter, Roane Marie Hughes
When she had started writing, Seamus had picked up Daniel and walked over to read over her shoulder. "Don't you think that it's a bit formal?" He asked.
"Not at all. I gave him fair warning when he left for the U.S., that if that bitch did anything we were leaving. She did something, and now he needs to know. If I don't hear any thing from him before Friday, I'm packing everyone up and moving. This has gone on long enough." She started to role up the parchment when Isabelle stopped her.
"Wait, let me add something."
Roane handed her the paper and she scribbled down something.
Ps. You have until Friday morning to get back to us. If you don't, we will immediately assume that you have chosen Dana and we will move to the chateau Scotland. We have given you fair warning. Also give our love to Aunt Anna and the kids.
Waiting for your answer by owl, Isabelle Anne Hughes
"There, now you can send it." Isabelle handed her sister the letter and Roane tied it to the owl's leg. She carried it to the balcony railing petting it and cooing to it softly, then it took off in to the afternoon air. Roane sighed and came back in side wrote a similar letter to her mother who was currently with her grandmother, her father's mother, in Scotland and sent it with another owl.
"Well, we might as well go swimming now. Isabelle would you like to join us?" She said picking Daniel up and taking him to his room to help him change.
"No, that's all right, I think I'll go ride Dasher. But thanks anyway." She went into her room and came out several minutes later wearing jeans, a shirt and riding boots, her helmet tucked under her arm. "I'll see you all later." And she walked out the room.
Everyone separated into different rooms and changed into their bathing suits, then went down to the pool. Ginny had on a light blue tankini that matched with her eyes and swim shorts over them. Sam had on a bikini with boy shorts, Mercedes had a regular bikini and her towel was wrapped around her waist, and Roane wore a full bathing suit that had hibiscus flowers on it. And the boys all wore trunks of various solid colors, except Daniel who insisted on wearing his Spider man trunks.
Roane put floaties on Daniel's arms so he could swim around and then climbed the diving board and dove in letting the cool water wash her troubles away. She resurfaced and saw Ginny trying to teach Daniel how to float on his back, and Harry was staring at her with a peaceful expression on his face. Roane smiled to herself and knew that they would get together someday.
Harry stared at Ginny as she played with Daniel. 'God she's gorgeous!' He thought. Her wet hair was plastered to her back and she laughing at something Daniel had done.
She seemed to sense someone looking at her and she looked around. Her eye caught Harry's and she smiled brightly at him. He smiled beck and his bright green eyes sparkled, making her go weak. She grabbed hold of the side of the pool and steadied her self in the water. 'Oh my goodness he's hot! Wonder why I didn't notice before?' She thought with a smile. Just then a shadow passed over the water. It was Roane's owl Nitters.
"Back already?" Roane said pulling her slim body out of the water and sitting on the side of the pool. She pulled the letter off his leg and began to read it. She gasped and read it again.
Dear Miss Hughes,
I am sorry to inform you that shortly after your father received your letter he was assassinated by a bullet to his heart. He died quickly, but he managed to get out some important words to you, your sister and your brother. He said, and I quote, "Tell my children that I love them. Tell them to go to Scotland, their grandmother will take care of them." And with those last words, he died. The culprits have not been caught yet, but we are doing everything possible to hunt them down.
In his will he left his estates and all of his money to you and you siblings. You now own Harbor Court, the country manor you know and love, and the Chateau in Scotland. In the letter to your father you said that you would move to Scotland if he did not answer you before Friday, I suggest that you just that, and send Mrs. Hughes to me, child abuse and animal abuse is illegal, especially to children like yourselves. I wish you all the luck. Who ever killed your father, just might be after you too, so watch out for enemies.
Sincerely,
Annabelle Whittington
Roane stared at the letter from her father's secretary in disbelief. She had seen her father just three days ago, he was healthy and well, and now he was dead.
"Sissy, what's wrong?" said a small voice at her shoulder.
Roane looked up at her brother, her youngest sibling and tears started to splash down her cheeks. She pulled him into her lap and hugged him close. "Daniel, sweety, Father is gone."
"I know silly, I was there when he got on that big silver bird you called a plane." He said sweetly.
Roane smiled, but her tears fell faster. "No Danny, he was killed today and he isn't coming back."
Daniel stared at her, then his face wrinkled and he started to cry. He buried his head in her chest and cried his little heart out.
"Someone find Isa and tell her." Roane whispered resting her head on her brother's and rubbing small circles on his back trying to comfort him.
"I'll go." Ginny said slipping her thongs on. "I'll take Marrow and find her, she can't have gotten too far." Ginny ran to the stables and found the sparkling white horse she loved so much. Marrow was munching on a piece of hay and staring at her like she was crazy. Ginny could swear sometimes that he had an attitude problem, for a Nivet-a type of magical talking horse that is closely related the unicorn, you'd think he'd be a bit nicer. But she loved him, because he could run like the wind and had a sense of humor. A sob caught in her throat, Roane's father was the one who had bought her this nivet for her birthday one year, and taught her how to ride.
She let out an anguished cry, Sir John Hughes had been the nicest person she knew, and now he was gone. She opened the stall door and climbed onto the horse's bare back. Marrow let out a confused neigh.
"There's no time to put a saddle on."
He swallowed and said in a throaty voice, "Wha happened?"
"Roan's father is dead, now just run. We have to find Isabelle and tell her."
"Ginny, I'm coming with you, and who were you talking to?" Harry said running into the stables and picking up a saddle.
"I was talking to Marrow. But there's no time to talk or saddle up, just come on!"
Harry nodded and put the saddle back. He jumped on the back of the horse in the stall next to Marrow and Ginny galloped out the stable doors, Ginny hanging on to Marrow's mane.
"Do you know where she is?" Ginny yelled in Marrow's ear over the rush of wind.
"Yes I know where she is but you don't have to yell, I'm right here!" He yelled back. Harry, who was riding next to her stared at Marrow who stared back and said, "What are you looking at?" Harry's eyes went wide as saucers, and despite the moment Ginny laughed.
"You really ought to read more Harry." She said. Then she was serious again bent on finding Isabelle. Soon she spotted her across a lake. She was sitting under a weeping willow sketching. Her black stallion Dasher was munching on the grass next to her. His reins slowly slid over his head and hit the ground
"Isabelle!" Ginny called.
Isabelle's head popped up from the sketchbook and she looked at them. Something was wrong, Ginny riding in a bathing suit with Harry, and riding bareback at that? Yep something was very wrong. She stood and put the sketchbook in the bag that was hooked to Dasher's saddle. "What's wrong?" She called across the lake grabbing Dasher's reins and throwing them back over his long head.
"Your father has been killed, you need to get back up to the house as soon as possible. You, Roane, and Daniel are moving to Scotland with you grandmother immediately. Let's go!" Harry said all in one breath.
Isabelle looked like she was about to faint, then she composed herself and vaulted onto Dasher's back. "Follow me I know a shortcut back!" She disappeared into the forest and Ginny and Harry followed her.
After ten minutes of hard riding, they pulled up at the stables and gave the two horses to the stable hand. Ginny climbed off Marrow's back and he followed her. She turned around to tell him to stay, but he looked at her with sorrowful eyes and said, "I'm coming, I want to see her." Ginny just nodded and put her arm over his large shoulders. She rested her cheek against his coat and sighed.
They walked up to the pool sand saw that Roane and Daniel had not moved, but now Daniel had cried himself to sleep and Roane's tear supply had seemed to run out. Isabelle ran over and kneeled next to Roane. Roane turned and looked at her sister nodded and whispered, "It was them I know it, they're after us Isa." Isabelle stood up, and seeing as her sister was very depressed, she took charge of the situation.
"All right, here's what we do, guys, would you mind helping us move out of here?" She addressed everyone.
"Not at all, Isa, you know we'd do anything for your family." Seamus said.
"Good." She turned to the house elf that stood at the kitchen door, "Sally could you please retrieve Mrs. Hughes?"
"Yes miss." Se squeaked and scurried into the house.
Isabelle picked up the letter that had fallen from her sister's grasp. She read it through quickly and looked up when the Witch walked in to the back yard.
"Well, what is it?"
Isabelle looked at her with disgust and spat out. "My father is dead, he left you nothing. You are to go to his offices now, they are waiting for you."
Dana looked appalled. "What do you mean he left me nothing? I'm his wife."
"No!" Isabelle shouted, "His wife is in Scotland with his mother, you were his rebound! You get nothing! He left everything to his real family! Now leave!" But Dana just stood there, surprised at quiet Isabelle's out burst. "LEAVE!" Isabelle yelled.
"I never loved him anyway." Dana huffed as she went upstairs to pack her bags.
"And don't you dare take anything that doesn't belong to you! We keep a good inventory here, we'll know that something is gone!!" Isabelle shouted after her.
She turned back to the distressed group of teenagers. Everyone had loved her father very much, as far as they knew he was the nicest man ever. "We'll need to work quickly. Ron, Dean, Seamus, Sam, you'll need to contact your parents and tell them that you all won't be home for a couple of days. Hermione, we can't floo to Scotland because we have too much to take with us, so I'll need you to call Kings Cross and purchase twelve train tickets and three Animal transportation tickets for the first train tomorrow morning. Marrow and Dasher and Princess will come with us that's why I want the animal transportation tickets, I don't trust anyone but you all right now. Ginny, I'm going to have to ask you to try and get Toodles into his carrier. He doesn't like the thing so be careful, he might bite. Mercedes and I will start to pack, and boys when you finish with that come and help us." Everyone left to do what they were told. She turned to the house elves that had assembled behind her. "All of you, I want you to pull out the suitcases from the attic and put them in our rooms. And I'll need about ten of you to pack my father's things, we'll sort them out when we get to Scotland. The rest of you pack away every single thing, leave nothing." She turned to Marrow and Harry who were still behind her. "Marrow, take Harry and help him pack up the things you, Princess and Dasher will need for the journey. I want this house empty before morning, those slimy murdering gits could be after us all if they know who our loved ones are." Both Harry and Marrow nodded and took off at a run for the stables.
As she finished Roane seemed to snap out of her slump and she stood up cradling Daniel. "Let me get him changed and in the bed and I'll come help you pack." She walked into the house. Isabelle followed her. They changed Daniel and laid him softly in his bed.
"He won't sleep for long you know." Isabelle said to Roane.
"I know, but he'll need his rest, it will be a long journey even by train." Roane walked into her room and saw several suitcases lying open on the bed and three large trunks sitting on the floor next to the closet.
She had a lot of clothes. She changed into a light peasant skirt and shirt and set to work. She walked over to her red wood dresser and began to empty it quickly. She grabbed and armful of her underwear and dumped it into the nearest suitcase. When it was full, she put it by the door and started with another one. She filled this one with her summer clothes and when that was full she put it next to the other one, in the next one she stuffed all of her ballet things. She had soon emptied her dresser and she then started on her closet. She dragged a trunk over to the door of the closet and started to place her shoes in it, quickly, but neatly. She finished filling the trunk with her shoes and shut and locked it, then tried to push it across the marble floor to the door. No such luck, it was too heavy. She sat down next to it and sighed.
Seamus walked into the room and saw her dilemma, "Here, let me help you." He pushed the trunk to the door and then helped her fill the another one with dress robes of all colors. She pulled out a red one and smiled at it.
"My father bought me this one when my grades came out last year. He was so happy that he had a genius for a daughter." She sighed, folded it and put it in the trunk with the others. Then she pulled out a light blue one. "This one I wore to my coronation last year, they were so afraid that my grandmother was going to die without leaving an heir to her title. My father loves his job as ambassador, and wouldn't take the title, so it was passed to me, but my grandmother is healthy and young she'll live for many more years." She sighed and filled the rest of the trunk in silence. She pulled out a thick dark blue wool hooded cloak with gold trim and laid it on the bed for the journey. "There are several more downstairs in the front closet off the entryway, for you and the rest."
They pushed the trunk over to the others and opened the last one. "Let's put my nonsense stuff in here." Seamus nodded. They stripped her bed down, hangings and all and folded them and put them in the bottom of the trunk, then they went to her bookshelves and added layers of books to it.
" I think we might need another trunk for the rest of your books. See, I told you, you had too many." Roane laughed at this and it felt great to do so.
As if they had read his mind, four house elves carried in two more trunks.
"Thanks guys, now go to the study and pack up what ever is in there, but bring me all of the computer disks."
"Yes miss." They answered and scurried out the door. Seconds later one came back holding a large box, "Here is the diskes you was asking for miss." The small house elf said.
"Thank you, now go and help the others." Roane took the case and set it on the bare mattress. She turned back to Seamus and helped him fill the last two trunks with the rest of her books and her various knick-knacks, and put the disks on top. When they finally shut and locked the last trunk Seamus looked around.
"Well that's it, tomorrow the movers will come and transport the furniture to the Chateau. Let's go help the others."
"Wait Sea. Everything isn't out yet." Roane grabbed his arm and pulled him to the closet.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Watch." She walked into the closet that could easily hold a baby elephant and stood next to the far wall. "Tap the wall." She said.
Seamus did and heard a hollow sound. "What's back there?" He asked alarmed.
"Do you remember when we got our rings?" She said holding up her own.
"Yeah? So?"
"Well do you remember what Dumbledore said about mine?"
"He said that it held the answers to all your questions and that it would lead you down the right path."
"Right, you are about to see what he was talking about." She turned to the wall, pointed her wand at it and said an incantation with her misty voice, "Finite sharf musscuk blibble." in a language that Seamus didn't understand. "That's Lectic for 'I am Rowena, the heir of Rowena Ravenclaw' my grand mother taught it to me last summer. My full name is Rowena Marie Anna Ravenclaw-Hughes."
"But I thought your name was Roane, and that only Rowena Ravenclaw could speak and understand Lectic."
"My father and Dumbledore shortened my name so as not to arrows suspicions. My father's last name is Ravenclaw, Hughes is my mother's last name. And only Rowena's female descendants can speak Lectic, me in particular because I am her heir and only the females can be her heirs. That's why the title was passed to be, because my father has no sisters, only one younger brother. Just like Harry is the heir of Slytherin and of Gryffindor. He was destined to be the last, but the first came accidentally, the Ancient ones never meant for that bit of history to happen. I'm just more of an heir, because she ruled a small and secret magic kingdom in Scotland. That's what I'm the heir of, that's why I was coronated last summer."
Roane turned and rapped twice on the wall and the dark panels slid aside to reveal a dimly lit room. There was a marble table in the middle, and on the table rested a closed box. She walked over to the box and opened it revealing a glowing red ball, around the ball was a gold headband tike a small crown. She pulled it out and placed it on her head. She turned to him. "This is the crown that I have for the time being, until my grandmother dies and I become Queen."
She turned back to the box. "You know that Rowena Ravenclaw was a seer right?" Seamus nodded. "Well, as her heir, so am I, but I'm the only one in my family. And this is a seeing stone. It is sort of like an aid if you're having a bad day. It has been helping me find out what our mission is, and I've almost got it, but there is a riddle that we all need to solve together for some reason, and it is written in German so it might take me awhile 'cause German is not my strongest language." She snapped the box shut and turned it on its side, where there was a hook attached if one was to wear it around their neck. She pointed her wand at it muttered something that Seamus couldn't hear, and it shrunk to the size of a small charm. She pulled a long chain out of her pocket, strung it through the hoop on the small box, put the chain around her neck and then dropped it down her shirt. "Now it is safe." She walked out of the hidden room with Seamus sealed the door and took him back into the room.
"Is there anything else you're hiding from me, like a twin sister?" He asked playfully.
"No silly," she said kissing him, "Just that."
He kissed her back and then pulled away and smiled. "I'm glad to see you're not brooding anymore."
"I have to be strong for my sister and my brother." Roane said.
"Are you going to tell the others about this, and your history and who you really are?" He said pointing at the chain around her neck.
"I will sometime tonight, because I know the questions about why all this happened, is eating them alive. They need to know anyway. I hold the key to our destiny." She grabbed the cloak off the bed and went into the sitting room. "Let's go see if the others need any help."
They walked into Isabelle's pink room and saw that Sam, Mercedes and Dean were helping her pack. She had even more luggage than Roane did. Seamus didn't think that that was possible. Roane understanding his look, said, "It's mostly stuffed animals and books. She doesn't really care about her appearance that much, only if it is important."
They walked out and into Daniel's room where he was sitting on the bed watching Law, Ron, and Ginny pack his things. Harry was still packing in the stables with Marrow.
"Hey little buddy, I'm glad to see you up." Seamus said picking him up and carrying him over to Roane who took him in her arms and hugged him tight.
"Roro, where's daddy?" He asked even though he all ready knew what the answer was.
"Danny you know Father is dead. Why are you asking me that?"
"I know, I sorry, please don't be angry with me."
Roane sighed and smiled down at the child in her arms, "Oh I'm not angry with you sweetie. Come on let's get you dressed for the train ride." She sat him on the bed and rummaged around in the small amount of clothes that were left in the closet and pulled out a gray cloak, blue jeans, and a long sleeved shirt. She dressed him and then picked him up again.
"You know he has very good speech for a four year old." Ginny complemented.
"He has to, he belongs to a very proper family." Roane said looking at her.
By the time she had finished dressing him, Law, Ron, and Ginny had emptied his room and Harry and Hermione were calling from the sitting room.
They all walked back into the sitting room and sat down. "I got the tickets, eleven teenagers, one child, and four animals, they are under 'Hughes'. When I said that I wanted eleven adult tickets, the lady asked me if I was feeling all right, then when I said yes she asked if I knew how much that was going to cost. I said of course and she laughed at me!" Hermione shook her bushy head. "Oh and I got a private compartment too."
"And the horses are packed up and ready to go in the truck and Frank is outside with the car. And the house elves are finishing packing up the rest of the house as we speak."
"All right then, let's go." Roane said taking one last look around the room and picking up a suitcase. The boys grabbed the trunks and the rest of the girls grabbed the other suitcases, two a piece and they left the room. "We'll need to stop by the kitchens and get food for the journey." They trooped to the kitchens where a big picnic basket greeted them at the door. "Thank you Mincy, I'll see you in Scotland. How are you going to get there?"
"Oh, house elves has magics too miss." Mincy said handing the basket to Daniel who took it. "We's seeing you in Scotland miss bye bye now we has lots of work to do."
"All right Mincy, I'll see you day after tomorrow." Roane and the others left the kitchens and went into the front hall.
Roane called her grandmother from the phone by the door to tell her that they were coming and to have someone at the train station around eleven the next morning. She asked if it would be okay if her friends came with her and stayed for awhile. Her grandmother said that it was perfectly fine, and that they could even stay for the rest of the summer if they wanted. Roane said okay and good bye and hung up.
They put the luggage into the limo with the help of Frank and then went back inside for one last look around. Everyone turned to look at Roane and for the first time noticed that she was wearing a crown. "What is that?" Hermione said pointing to it.
"I'll tell you all about it later. But right now we've got a long drive to the train station. Isabelle, give them extra cloaks please, it will get colder and windier as we get closer to Scotland, and who knows what the weather is up there." She waited as the others found cloaks that fit and then they all went out side. And piled in the limo. Roane, Isabelle, and Daniel took one last look at the home that they grew up in and sighed, then they got in the limo and drove down the driveway.
A/N: Well I hope you liked it, the beginning was kind of boring, but there was more magic. It was really long and I worked really hard on it so R/R please!!!
Your humble writer- syders