Chapter 2 The questions
Disclaimer; I only own Istarion and it's students, the rest of the wizerding world belongs to JK Rowling.
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"Albus, how is she doing?" asked McGonagall as soon as Dumbledore entered the staff room. Only 15 hours after the attack and many teachers didn't have a peaceful sleep. It was a shame that a sunny Saturday morning had to start this way.
"She will have a hard time, but she will be fine" answered Dumbledore who nodded his hello's to the all the teachers there present.
"Has she told you any details on how it happened?" asked Lupin.
"No, she's not ready to tell, she still has to overcome the gigantic loss. She did however, tell me how she got here, although I believe she intentionally left some parts out."
Several teachers looked up with curious expression. "Please tell us" said McGonagall for all of them.
"She claimed that her Transfiguration teacher helped her transforming into a bird. But she doesn't tell me how she found Hogwarts or got trough the spell barrier."
"Her father." mentioned Snape.
"No, don't judge the girl by her last name Severus, you should know better by now. Her father was indeed a deatheather but is was because of Miss Moen that he received the Dementor's kiss." Told Dumbledore in a serious tone.
"What do you mean Albus? Did she testify against her own father?" asked McGonagall with wide eyes.
"No she didn't testify, she only collected evidence."
"So she was spying against her father?" concluded Snape.
"Yes indeed. Her mother came to me asking advice about it. Miss Moen herself was ten years when she discovered it and exposed it to her mother. Miss Moen has had a troubled life but she knows the difference between wrong and right. She had already made her mind up. Of course this is very confidential and I am one of the few persons that know."
"I still do not get it why you-know-who wanted to attack that school. Istarion may be full of muggleborn students but there still were a lot of purebloods too, surly he knew that. Or was just a show of power?" asked professor Vector.
"Voldemort made sure that almost everyone of the casualties were muggle- born. But it did look like he was in a hurry. None of the victims were tortured just killed and others got hurt because of the flying debris. At the moment we arrived they apparated away. Maybe it was merely a training or a clear warning. The ministry of magic will not longer be able to deny the fact that Voldemort is alive once more," answered Dumbledore "But right now our first priority is to owl Madame Maxime and Karkaroff about how we are going to take care of the remaining Istarion students"
"Luckily the students of Istarion have to learn different languages as well." Mentioned McGonagall.
"Well they don't really have a choice, when there are students of three different countries in one school you'll have to speak multiple languages. I noted Miss Moen hardly has any flaws in speaking English. Hmm. we probably should send the students that are good in German to Drumstrang ant those well in French to Beauxbatons" said Dumbledore.
"And those who are well in English to Hogwarts I presume? Do you think we can handle so much extra students in the middle of the year? Are the students good enough in English to understand our teaching?" asked professor Sinistra.
"They need a place to say, especially in these time. As for the teaching material, I doubt they will have serious problems with it. Their teaching is hardly any different from our own. Now if you al please excuse me I have many things to take care of" the others nodded and got back to their own work.
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Maaike woke up in a silent medical wing. She noticed that Madame Pomfrey had cleaned her bandages on her chest and leg, they didn't hurt that much neither. 'gawd I'm bored' she thought while looking up at the ceiling once more. 'where's my personal stuff anyway?'
After a few painful attempts she managed to sit up. 'where would they hide it?' she was staring around when her eyes fell on a closet. She let her legs dangle over the edge of the bed for a moment. 'okaay, here we go' She slowly stood on her left leg while holding on to the bed. She hopped slowly towards the closet. Even though it was only 4 feet away she felt like she had been hopping for 4 miles. When she finally reached the closet she heard the door that was slammed open.
"Miss Moen!!! Why are you out of your bed?! Please return to your bed immediately!" Madame Pomfrey yelled running towards her.
"No, I'd like to have my personal stuff back, like my clothing for instance" she said a bit disappointed.
"I will collect your clothes as soon as you are lying in your bed again." She demanded from Maaike
"Okay" she hopped back, this time with the help of Madame Pomfrey. Still refusing to lie down, she sat on the edge of the bed watching Madame Pomfrey.
"Ah I see our new guest seems to feel better" said a slightly annoyed voice.
At the door pot was a tall pale man in completely black robes. His hair looked a bit unwashed and he had a long and crooked nose.
"Professor Snape?" Snape raised an eyebrow but his face didn't show any other emotion.
"And how, if I may ask, do you know my name Miss Moen?"
"That's secret" she answered whit a smug grin.
He rolled his eyes and strolled over to Madame Pomfrey, who didn't even bother to look up. "Could you please put the potions on the desk Severus?"
"Hn" Snape turned on his heel and walked out of Maaike's view 'et tu Severus?' she silently asked.
"Here you are" said Madame Pomfrey while shoving Maaike's personal items on her lap.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome but don't go on another walk whitout my permission Miss Moen, is that clear?"
"Yes madam."
Madame Pomfrey walked out of the medical wing again and Maaike checked her stuff. Her school uniform was washed and had no trace of blood on them, she still had her wand and her hip bag, where she had a stuffed variety of items all magical smaller to fit in it, just in case. She opened her hip bag and managed to pull a tiny book out of the over stuffed bag.
"Enlargo" the tiny book was now a hand sized book. She settled down and began to read.
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In the next chapter; how the students of Istarion and Hogwarts are going to respond on the developments, Maaike will be sorted and is going to tell her story. Please R&R, thanks.
Disclaimer; I only own Istarion and it's students, the rest of the wizerding world belongs to JK Rowling.
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"Albus, how is she doing?" asked McGonagall as soon as Dumbledore entered the staff room. Only 15 hours after the attack and many teachers didn't have a peaceful sleep. It was a shame that a sunny Saturday morning had to start this way.
"She will have a hard time, but she will be fine" answered Dumbledore who nodded his hello's to the all the teachers there present.
"Has she told you any details on how it happened?" asked Lupin.
"No, she's not ready to tell, she still has to overcome the gigantic loss. She did however, tell me how she got here, although I believe she intentionally left some parts out."
Several teachers looked up with curious expression. "Please tell us" said McGonagall for all of them.
"She claimed that her Transfiguration teacher helped her transforming into a bird. But she doesn't tell me how she found Hogwarts or got trough the spell barrier."
"Her father." mentioned Snape.
"No, don't judge the girl by her last name Severus, you should know better by now. Her father was indeed a deatheather but is was because of Miss Moen that he received the Dementor's kiss." Told Dumbledore in a serious tone.
"What do you mean Albus? Did she testify against her own father?" asked McGonagall with wide eyes.
"No she didn't testify, she only collected evidence."
"So she was spying against her father?" concluded Snape.
"Yes indeed. Her mother came to me asking advice about it. Miss Moen herself was ten years when she discovered it and exposed it to her mother. Miss Moen has had a troubled life but she knows the difference between wrong and right. She had already made her mind up. Of course this is very confidential and I am one of the few persons that know."
"I still do not get it why you-know-who wanted to attack that school. Istarion may be full of muggleborn students but there still were a lot of purebloods too, surly he knew that. Or was just a show of power?" asked professor Vector.
"Voldemort made sure that almost everyone of the casualties were muggle- born. But it did look like he was in a hurry. None of the victims were tortured just killed and others got hurt because of the flying debris. At the moment we arrived they apparated away. Maybe it was merely a training or a clear warning. The ministry of magic will not longer be able to deny the fact that Voldemort is alive once more," answered Dumbledore "But right now our first priority is to owl Madame Maxime and Karkaroff about how we are going to take care of the remaining Istarion students"
"Luckily the students of Istarion have to learn different languages as well." Mentioned McGonagall.
"Well they don't really have a choice, when there are students of three different countries in one school you'll have to speak multiple languages. I noted Miss Moen hardly has any flaws in speaking English. Hmm. we probably should send the students that are good in German to Drumstrang ant those well in French to Beauxbatons" said Dumbledore.
"And those who are well in English to Hogwarts I presume? Do you think we can handle so much extra students in the middle of the year? Are the students good enough in English to understand our teaching?" asked professor Sinistra.
"They need a place to say, especially in these time. As for the teaching material, I doubt they will have serious problems with it. Their teaching is hardly any different from our own. Now if you al please excuse me I have many things to take care of" the others nodded and got back to their own work.
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Maaike woke up in a silent medical wing. She noticed that Madame Pomfrey had cleaned her bandages on her chest and leg, they didn't hurt that much neither. 'gawd I'm bored' she thought while looking up at the ceiling once more. 'where's my personal stuff anyway?'
After a few painful attempts she managed to sit up. 'where would they hide it?' she was staring around when her eyes fell on a closet. She let her legs dangle over the edge of the bed for a moment. 'okaay, here we go' She slowly stood on her left leg while holding on to the bed. She hopped slowly towards the closet. Even though it was only 4 feet away she felt like she had been hopping for 4 miles. When she finally reached the closet she heard the door that was slammed open.
"Miss Moen!!! Why are you out of your bed?! Please return to your bed immediately!" Madame Pomfrey yelled running towards her.
"No, I'd like to have my personal stuff back, like my clothing for instance" she said a bit disappointed.
"I will collect your clothes as soon as you are lying in your bed again." She demanded from Maaike
"Okay" she hopped back, this time with the help of Madame Pomfrey. Still refusing to lie down, she sat on the edge of the bed watching Madame Pomfrey.
"Ah I see our new guest seems to feel better" said a slightly annoyed voice.
At the door pot was a tall pale man in completely black robes. His hair looked a bit unwashed and he had a long and crooked nose.
"Professor Snape?" Snape raised an eyebrow but his face didn't show any other emotion.
"And how, if I may ask, do you know my name Miss Moen?"
"That's secret" she answered whit a smug grin.
He rolled his eyes and strolled over to Madame Pomfrey, who didn't even bother to look up. "Could you please put the potions on the desk Severus?"
"Hn" Snape turned on his heel and walked out of Maaike's view 'et tu Severus?' she silently asked.
"Here you are" said Madame Pomfrey while shoving Maaike's personal items on her lap.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome but don't go on another walk whitout my permission Miss Moen, is that clear?"
"Yes madam."
Madame Pomfrey walked out of the medical wing again and Maaike checked her stuff. Her school uniform was washed and had no trace of blood on them, she still had her wand and her hip bag, where she had a stuffed variety of items all magical smaller to fit in it, just in case. She opened her hip bag and managed to pull a tiny book out of the over stuffed bag.
"Enlargo" the tiny book was now a hand sized book. She settled down and began to read.
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In the next chapter; how the students of Istarion and Hogwarts are going to respond on the developments, Maaike will be sorted and is going to tell her story. Please R&R, thanks.