Disclaimer - Obviously I didn't make up the characters that are in J. K.
Rowling's books but this is just a fanfic with the plot totally and
completely original. It makes references to characters and situations from
the books and the descriptions are similar to those in the book but they
are original as well.
Chapter Seven: Scrubbing up the Past
It was a beautiful Saturday in November and the entire school turned out to the Quidditch field for the big match; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Draco were all involved in the match so that left Hermione and Oscie in the stands alone to watch the game.
The two teams flew out onto the field, high above the crowd and circled a few times. Madam Hooch was standing on the ground in the center of the field with a box containing the equipment. She released the bludgers that immediately went flying about the air wildly and then the golden snitch that flitted about quickly and was extremely hard to spot. She then pulled out the quaffle and threw it into the air, beginning the game.
A Slytherin took the ball down the field, evading all of the Gryffindors' attempts to stop him and threw the ball at one of the three hoops Ron was guarding. Luckily Ron caught the ball and threw it to another teammate to try and score against Slytherin. Meanwhile, Harry and Draco circled around looking for the snitch.
"Oh, c'mon Harry," Hermione muttered. The crowd was cheering wildly and booing at certain times when the team they were hoping would lose made a good play. Ron was playing magnificently but a few scores were made despite his best efforts. The score was now Thirty to Fifty in Slytherin's favor. The game was getting more and more intense and slightly more brutal as it was prolonged by the absence of the snitch from view. Suddenly Draco went diving down and Harry followed in pursuit. The snitch was down near the field.
"He's going to reach it first," Oscie stated, talking about Draco who was now only a few feet from the golden ball. Just as he reached to grab it, Harry bumped the back of Draco's broom, sending him hurtling off course. Harry then sped up and moved his broom up into the sky as the snitch flew upward. This gave Draco time to recover and he was now back in the running for catching it. Ginny noticed the gap between Harry and the snitch and, seeing a bludger headed her way, hit it as hard as she could towards the snitch, hoping it wouldn't change course.
"Lookout Harry!" she called and held her position to watch what would become of her plan. The bludger hit the snitch, sending it sailing right towards Harry and Draco. Harry maneuvered his broom in front of Draco's and grabbed the snitch. The game was now over and Gryffindor had won. Applause and cheering erupted as the Gryffindors jumped up and down with joy.
The entire Gryffindor team flew in towards Harry and Ginny praising them both for their never before seen play and when they landed on the ground Ginny was raised on the shoulders of the team and carried back to the room to change.
The Gryffindor common room was crowded with all the Gryffindors celebrating the victory. Butterbeer was being circulated about the room by Dean Thomas, the protégé of George and Fred who knew all the secret passages out of the school into Hogsmeade to get the drink. The noise was reaching an all time high right after dinner so Oscie decided to leave since she wasn't one for loud noise. She was walking aimlessly around Hogwarts looking at the different paintings and talking to them when she almost bumped into Draco walking with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Hello," Oscie said.
Draco returned the greeting and then turned to his cronies, "I'll meet you back at the common room." The two large and stupid figures sauntered off down the hall without a word.
"Do they ever speak?" she asked as Draco joined her for a stroll.
"Not much. They aren't too bright," he replied. "Why aren't you celebrating with the rest of the Gryffindors?"
"I don't like loud noise and was tired of hearing them recount all the moves over and over again. You almost had the snitch. If Ginny hadn't hit the bludger at it you probably would have gotten it," Oscie said. Draco clenched his teeth.
"I don't want to talk about the match," he snapped.
"Sorry," Oscie muttered.
"Did you hear we have a Hogsmeade visit coming up?" Draco asked.
"No, when is it?"
"Next weekend."
"Oh, wow. I had no idea it was that soon. I did get my uncle to sign the release form, though. I figured it'd be easier to get him to do that than send it to Japan when my parents hate owls," commented Oscie.
"Are they muggles?" he questioned. He put an emphasis on the word muggles, making the word seem almost vile.
"Yes. They ditched me for a job in Japan," she replied, unable to keep the resentment out of her voice. "I'd rather not talk about them."
"I take it you don't like them much," Draco supposed. She shook her head. "My family is pure blood. We don't have any mudblood mixed into it." Oscie's eyes flashed.
"Don't forget who you're talking to, Draco. My parents are muggles which would make me a so-called mudblood," Oscie vociferated. "If you have that much of a problem with muggles than I suggest you leave right now."
"I don't have a problem with them so much as my family does," he replied in his cool voice. "I didn't mean to come off so strong about the whole thing."
"I'll let it go," Oscie stated. They walked along in silence for a while. "So Hogsmeade is the only all wizard and witch community in England?"
"That's what they say," he answered. He then paused for a moment as though considering whether he should say more or not. "Would you like to go with me? If you've never been it'd be better to be with someone who knows the shops."
It was the first time she'd seen him slightly embarrassed and he was completely out of character. It was as though he had a soft side that just needed a little help to be released. "Sure, that'd be great." He smiled with his crooked smile.
"Want to go back to my common room and study? It's quiet in there," Draco questioned. Oscie had her book bag on her shoulder so it was possible but she looked surprised at the suggestion.
"Would it be okay?"
"You don't belong to a house, do you? You just sleep in the Gryffindor place so I don't see why you couldn't. Besides, being a Prefect might hold some weight," he said with a smirk. Oscie laughed.
"I'd be fine with it but it's your call," she grinned. "I wouldn't want you getting into trouble on my account."
"It'll work out just fine." The two walked along together, even joking and laughing although Draco's sense of humor was a bit cruder than Oscie's.
They went down into the lower part of the castle and came across a blank stone wall. Draco stopped and turned towards Oscie.
"Could you plug your ears? It's one thing for you to be here but another for you to know our password," he said. Oscie pulled out her wand.
"I'll do better than that," she replied. She pointed the wand at herself, "Earpardum Sealiartus!" All noises around her ceased and Draco turned towards the blank wall. She saw his lips move and a door appeared in the stone. She immediately returned her hearing and looked at the door that was now sliding open to reveal the Slytherin common room. There was an ornate fireplace that took up most of one wall with a cackling fire roaring within it. There were a few stiff-looking chairs around it that were occupied by figures. Green tinted lights hung from the stone ceiling by chains and everything about the room was cold.
Draco walked straight in and she followed, looking apprehensively at the Slytherins who were sitting around the room.
"Draco!" a shrill voice yelled, attracting the attention of a few others in the room. A girl with a Prefect badge was walking up to the two.
"Pansy?" he drawled nonchalantly.
"What is she doing in here?" her voice shrieked. "A Gryffindor!"
"I'm not a Gryffindor. I simply live in their dormitory," Oscie replied with a pleasant smirk to match the attitude of Pansy.
"Draco, I seriously doubt Snape will like this when he hears about it."
"He requested that I be put in Slytherin but that fell through because of no opening in any of the rooms," Oscie replied. She was finding the attention quite amusing since Pansy was so worked up over the issue.
"Fine! Do what you want, Draco, but if you get caught don't say I didn't tell you so," Pansy said with a hard look. She turned and walked up a flight of stairs, most likely to the dormitory. Draco shrugged and sat at a table which Oscie joined him at. They both took out their potions books and began their essays together.
Oscie slipped through the doorway behind the portrait of the fat lady quickly. She had accidentally stayed with Draco past curfew and had to return to the dormitory without being seen. Unfortunately she had been caught by Snape in the hallway, he hadn't known where she'd been, and given detention for Monday night.
The common room was now much calmer and only a few people remained there. She spotted Ron and Harry playing wizard chess and Hermione sitting at a table by herself with her Potions book in front of her. Oscie went over to her and slumped into the chair next to her.
"Did you go and be Loup?" Hermione questioned without looking up from her books.
"No. I got detention by Snape for being out past curfew," she said.
"That ought to be fun," Hermione replied sarcastically. Oscie gave a short laugh and noticed Harry was clutching his head.
"Are you okay?" Ron was asking. Hermione and Oscie went over to the couches where they were. Harry's face was contorted as if in pain.
"Remember your Occlumency training, Harry. Try to keep him out," Hermione coached. Harry shook his head.
"It's not that. I can't keep emotions out of my mind," he replied. The pain seemed to be consuming his whole head and he leaned over so his head was nearly touching his knees. Finally he sat up rubbing his head.
"Is it gone?" Oscie asked.
"Yes," Harry said. He had his eyes closed and was continuing to rub his scar. "He's really mad about something but happy at the same time."
"That could be a bad thing," Ron stated.
Sunday morning revealed the reason Voldemort was happy. The students were all huddled around the newspapers and the same shadow was over the entire student body in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Who was it?" Oscie asked Hermione who was holding the paper.
"More like what," Hermione said. "The dementors have left Azkaban and joined with Voldemort. Luckily the Ministry was able to get wizards in there to guard some of the prisoners but a few escaped. None were Voldemort supporters that escaped luckily."
"That must have been why he was happy," Harry mused. "He got the dementors but was angry because none of his supporters were able to escape. It makes sense."
"So with dementors on the loose the only people who stand a chance are the ones who can summon a patronus," stated Ron.
"It gets worse," Hermione said after she had finished the article. "One of the wizards who showed up to guard the prisoners had the kiss done on him and it was.Sally's dad."
Sally was nowhere to be seen in the Great Hall and when the girls returned to the dormitory they found her stuff was already gone. It was assumed she had been told first thing in the morning and left as soon as she heard the news. It was the first time one of the students was affected directly by the rise of Voldemort this year and that whole Sunday nobody was seen enjoying themselves in the outdoors but they were sitting in groups talking seriously.
Monday went by too quickly for Oscie's liking. It was now seven in the evening and time for her detention with Snape. She knocked on the door to his room and then went in. He was sitting at his desk looking at her smugly and with satisfaction.
"Time for your punishment," Snape said and his lip curled but this time in more of a slick smile. "You are to clean all the cauldrons to my standard of clean, organize the ingredients in the closet, and relabel them." Oscie simply nodded knowing that if she opened her mouth it would be the end of her life then and there for what she was yearning to say.
She began scrubbing a cauldron when Snape addressed her, "I told you not to let Miss Granger influence you."
"She didn't influence me, sir. You did," she replied. "If you hadn't insulted my potion, which was made correctly, the first day of school I would have loved your class. But it appears you have a little grudge held against my uncle that has been somehow transferred to me."
"You don't know of what you speak," Snape shot back, his eyes fierce.
"Then why don't you tell me what I do speak of," she replied, still scrubbing.
"Unless you want another detention, I suggest you shut your mouth and keep scrubbing. We aren't going to go digging up the past and I'm sure you don't want to be here all night," Snape said with a smirk.
When Oscie got back to the common room she didn't see any of her friends so she went up to her room. Hermione was laying in bed reading and Lavender was asleep. At the sight of Oscie, Hermione moved to Oscie's bed to talk so as not to disturb the sleeping girl.
"An owl came and dropped this off for you so I took it and sent the owl up to the Owlry," she said handing Oscie a letter. "How was detention?"
"Insufferable," Oscie replied with a grin. Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed at the way Oscie was able to joke about almost anything. She opened her letter and began to read while Hermione waited to hear what it was about.
Oscie, How're you doing? I know we haven't talked in a LONG time but I heard you were away from our parents who stopped us from seeing each other in the first place and figured this would be a good time to write. I'm getting married over the winter break at Hogwarts and I want you to come. The wedding will be on December 23rd in a London church. Please come. Nothing ever broke us up except our parents and there is no reason to let them stand between us any longer.
Love,
Maggie
"My sister wants me to go to her wedding," Oscie said, shocked. "This year just keeps getting weirder and weirder. My parents banned us from seeing each other when she became a witch because they thought that could stop the 'disease' from spreading to me."
"Are you going to go?"
"Why not? I'd love to see her again and see what's become of her," Oscie replied. "Besides, it can't hurt, can it?"
Chapter Seven: Scrubbing up the Past
It was a beautiful Saturday in November and the entire school turned out to the Quidditch field for the big match; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Draco were all involved in the match so that left Hermione and Oscie in the stands alone to watch the game.
The two teams flew out onto the field, high above the crowd and circled a few times. Madam Hooch was standing on the ground in the center of the field with a box containing the equipment. She released the bludgers that immediately went flying about the air wildly and then the golden snitch that flitted about quickly and was extremely hard to spot. She then pulled out the quaffle and threw it into the air, beginning the game.
A Slytherin took the ball down the field, evading all of the Gryffindors' attempts to stop him and threw the ball at one of the three hoops Ron was guarding. Luckily Ron caught the ball and threw it to another teammate to try and score against Slytherin. Meanwhile, Harry and Draco circled around looking for the snitch.
"Oh, c'mon Harry," Hermione muttered. The crowd was cheering wildly and booing at certain times when the team they were hoping would lose made a good play. Ron was playing magnificently but a few scores were made despite his best efforts. The score was now Thirty to Fifty in Slytherin's favor. The game was getting more and more intense and slightly more brutal as it was prolonged by the absence of the snitch from view. Suddenly Draco went diving down and Harry followed in pursuit. The snitch was down near the field.
"He's going to reach it first," Oscie stated, talking about Draco who was now only a few feet from the golden ball. Just as he reached to grab it, Harry bumped the back of Draco's broom, sending him hurtling off course. Harry then sped up and moved his broom up into the sky as the snitch flew upward. This gave Draco time to recover and he was now back in the running for catching it. Ginny noticed the gap between Harry and the snitch and, seeing a bludger headed her way, hit it as hard as she could towards the snitch, hoping it wouldn't change course.
"Lookout Harry!" she called and held her position to watch what would become of her plan. The bludger hit the snitch, sending it sailing right towards Harry and Draco. Harry maneuvered his broom in front of Draco's and grabbed the snitch. The game was now over and Gryffindor had won. Applause and cheering erupted as the Gryffindors jumped up and down with joy.
The entire Gryffindor team flew in towards Harry and Ginny praising them both for their never before seen play and when they landed on the ground Ginny was raised on the shoulders of the team and carried back to the room to change.
The Gryffindor common room was crowded with all the Gryffindors celebrating the victory. Butterbeer was being circulated about the room by Dean Thomas, the protégé of George and Fred who knew all the secret passages out of the school into Hogsmeade to get the drink. The noise was reaching an all time high right after dinner so Oscie decided to leave since she wasn't one for loud noise. She was walking aimlessly around Hogwarts looking at the different paintings and talking to them when she almost bumped into Draco walking with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Hello," Oscie said.
Draco returned the greeting and then turned to his cronies, "I'll meet you back at the common room." The two large and stupid figures sauntered off down the hall without a word.
"Do they ever speak?" she asked as Draco joined her for a stroll.
"Not much. They aren't too bright," he replied. "Why aren't you celebrating with the rest of the Gryffindors?"
"I don't like loud noise and was tired of hearing them recount all the moves over and over again. You almost had the snitch. If Ginny hadn't hit the bludger at it you probably would have gotten it," Oscie said. Draco clenched his teeth.
"I don't want to talk about the match," he snapped.
"Sorry," Oscie muttered.
"Did you hear we have a Hogsmeade visit coming up?" Draco asked.
"No, when is it?"
"Next weekend."
"Oh, wow. I had no idea it was that soon. I did get my uncle to sign the release form, though. I figured it'd be easier to get him to do that than send it to Japan when my parents hate owls," commented Oscie.
"Are they muggles?" he questioned. He put an emphasis on the word muggles, making the word seem almost vile.
"Yes. They ditched me for a job in Japan," she replied, unable to keep the resentment out of her voice. "I'd rather not talk about them."
"I take it you don't like them much," Draco supposed. She shook her head. "My family is pure blood. We don't have any mudblood mixed into it." Oscie's eyes flashed.
"Don't forget who you're talking to, Draco. My parents are muggles which would make me a so-called mudblood," Oscie vociferated. "If you have that much of a problem with muggles than I suggest you leave right now."
"I don't have a problem with them so much as my family does," he replied in his cool voice. "I didn't mean to come off so strong about the whole thing."
"I'll let it go," Oscie stated. They walked along in silence for a while. "So Hogsmeade is the only all wizard and witch community in England?"
"That's what they say," he answered. He then paused for a moment as though considering whether he should say more or not. "Would you like to go with me? If you've never been it'd be better to be with someone who knows the shops."
It was the first time she'd seen him slightly embarrassed and he was completely out of character. It was as though he had a soft side that just needed a little help to be released. "Sure, that'd be great." He smiled with his crooked smile.
"Want to go back to my common room and study? It's quiet in there," Draco questioned. Oscie had her book bag on her shoulder so it was possible but she looked surprised at the suggestion.
"Would it be okay?"
"You don't belong to a house, do you? You just sleep in the Gryffindor place so I don't see why you couldn't. Besides, being a Prefect might hold some weight," he said with a smirk. Oscie laughed.
"I'd be fine with it but it's your call," she grinned. "I wouldn't want you getting into trouble on my account."
"It'll work out just fine." The two walked along together, even joking and laughing although Draco's sense of humor was a bit cruder than Oscie's.
They went down into the lower part of the castle and came across a blank stone wall. Draco stopped and turned towards Oscie.
"Could you plug your ears? It's one thing for you to be here but another for you to know our password," he said. Oscie pulled out her wand.
"I'll do better than that," she replied. She pointed the wand at herself, "Earpardum Sealiartus!" All noises around her ceased and Draco turned towards the blank wall. She saw his lips move and a door appeared in the stone. She immediately returned her hearing and looked at the door that was now sliding open to reveal the Slytherin common room. There was an ornate fireplace that took up most of one wall with a cackling fire roaring within it. There were a few stiff-looking chairs around it that were occupied by figures. Green tinted lights hung from the stone ceiling by chains and everything about the room was cold.
Draco walked straight in and she followed, looking apprehensively at the Slytherins who were sitting around the room.
"Draco!" a shrill voice yelled, attracting the attention of a few others in the room. A girl with a Prefect badge was walking up to the two.
"Pansy?" he drawled nonchalantly.
"What is she doing in here?" her voice shrieked. "A Gryffindor!"
"I'm not a Gryffindor. I simply live in their dormitory," Oscie replied with a pleasant smirk to match the attitude of Pansy.
"Draco, I seriously doubt Snape will like this when he hears about it."
"He requested that I be put in Slytherin but that fell through because of no opening in any of the rooms," Oscie replied. She was finding the attention quite amusing since Pansy was so worked up over the issue.
"Fine! Do what you want, Draco, but if you get caught don't say I didn't tell you so," Pansy said with a hard look. She turned and walked up a flight of stairs, most likely to the dormitory. Draco shrugged and sat at a table which Oscie joined him at. They both took out their potions books and began their essays together.
Oscie slipped through the doorway behind the portrait of the fat lady quickly. She had accidentally stayed with Draco past curfew and had to return to the dormitory without being seen. Unfortunately she had been caught by Snape in the hallway, he hadn't known where she'd been, and given detention for Monday night.
The common room was now much calmer and only a few people remained there. She spotted Ron and Harry playing wizard chess and Hermione sitting at a table by herself with her Potions book in front of her. Oscie went over to her and slumped into the chair next to her.
"Did you go and be Loup?" Hermione questioned without looking up from her books.
"No. I got detention by Snape for being out past curfew," she said.
"That ought to be fun," Hermione replied sarcastically. Oscie gave a short laugh and noticed Harry was clutching his head.
"Are you okay?" Ron was asking. Hermione and Oscie went over to the couches where they were. Harry's face was contorted as if in pain.
"Remember your Occlumency training, Harry. Try to keep him out," Hermione coached. Harry shook his head.
"It's not that. I can't keep emotions out of my mind," he replied. The pain seemed to be consuming his whole head and he leaned over so his head was nearly touching his knees. Finally he sat up rubbing his head.
"Is it gone?" Oscie asked.
"Yes," Harry said. He had his eyes closed and was continuing to rub his scar. "He's really mad about something but happy at the same time."
"That could be a bad thing," Ron stated.
Sunday morning revealed the reason Voldemort was happy. The students were all huddled around the newspapers and the same shadow was over the entire student body in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Who was it?" Oscie asked Hermione who was holding the paper.
"More like what," Hermione said. "The dementors have left Azkaban and joined with Voldemort. Luckily the Ministry was able to get wizards in there to guard some of the prisoners but a few escaped. None were Voldemort supporters that escaped luckily."
"That must have been why he was happy," Harry mused. "He got the dementors but was angry because none of his supporters were able to escape. It makes sense."
"So with dementors on the loose the only people who stand a chance are the ones who can summon a patronus," stated Ron.
"It gets worse," Hermione said after she had finished the article. "One of the wizards who showed up to guard the prisoners had the kiss done on him and it was.Sally's dad."
Sally was nowhere to be seen in the Great Hall and when the girls returned to the dormitory they found her stuff was already gone. It was assumed she had been told first thing in the morning and left as soon as she heard the news. It was the first time one of the students was affected directly by the rise of Voldemort this year and that whole Sunday nobody was seen enjoying themselves in the outdoors but they were sitting in groups talking seriously.
Monday went by too quickly for Oscie's liking. It was now seven in the evening and time for her detention with Snape. She knocked on the door to his room and then went in. He was sitting at his desk looking at her smugly and with satisfaction.
"Time for your punishment," Snape said and his lip curled but this time in more of a slick smile. "You are to clean all the cauldrons to my standard of clean, organize the ingredients in the closet, and relabel them." Oscie simply nodded knowing that if she opened her mouth it would be the end of her life then and there for what she was yearning to say.
She began scrubbing a cauldron when Snape addressed her, "I told you not to let Miss Granger influence you."
"She didn't influence me, sir. You did," she replied. "If you hadn't insulted my potion, which was made correctly, the first day of school I would have loved your class. But it appears you have a little grudge held against my uncle that has been somehow transferred to me."
"You don't know of what you speak," Snape shot back, his eyes fierce.
"Then why don't you tell me what I do speak of," she replied, still scrubbing.
"Unless you want another detention, I suggest you shut your mouth and keep scrubbing. We aren't going to go digging up the past and I'm sure you don't want to be here all night," Snape said with a smirk.
When Oscie got back to the common room she didn't see any of her friends so she went up to her room. Hermione was laying in bed reading and Lavender was asleep. At the sight of Oscie, Hermione moved to Oscie's bed to talk so as not to disturb the sleeping girl.
"An owl came and dropped this off for you so I took it and sent the owl up to the Owlry," she said handing Oscie a letter. "How was detention?"
"Insufferable," Oscie replied with a grin. Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed at the way Oscie was able to joke about almost anything. She opened her letter and began to read while Hermione waited to hear what it was about.
Oscie, How're you doing? I know we haven't talked in a LONG time but I heard you were away from our parents who stopped us from seeing each other in the first place and figured this would be a good time to write. I'm getting married over the winter break at Hogwarts and I want you to come. The wedding will be on December 23rd in a London church. Please come. Nothing ever broke us up except our parents and there is no reason to let them stand between us any longer.
Love,
Maggie
"My sister wants me to go to her wedding," Oscie said, shocked. "This year just keeps getting weirder and weirder. My parents banned us from seeing each other when she became a witch because they thought that could stop the 'disease' from spreading to me."
"Are you going to go?"
"Why not? I'd love to see her again and see what's become of her," Oscie replied. "Besides, it can't hurt, can it?"