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The betrayal:
The feast was great, it rivalled the beginning and ending feast every year took place at Hogwarts. It had been a long while since Dragon had eaten so much, while living in the muggle world they would just eat what they needed and spent their money in other things like books or clothes witch were far more important. He could clearly see Griffin was enjoying himself, even if he was sitting apart from his family he had engaged Phoenix in a heated discussion about muggle physics, probably his favourite subject. Before them, the twins were gapping at their young brother, trying to follow the conversation but finally giving up and starting to talk about some prank or an other.
"Harry?" Dragon looked at Sirius, who sat next to him.
"Yes?"
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Harry raised an eyebrow. Sirius seemed anxious about something.
"Sure, why do you ask?" His godfather shifted a little in his seat.
"It's just I was thinking we could go for a walk, to talk some more, but if you're enjoying yourself it's alright." Harry gave him a piercing look that made him even more nervous, but finally he nodded.
"Sure, why not, I'm going to warn Phoenix and Griffin." The young boy stood up ignoring Sirius's sigh of relieve and moved to were his friends were still talking.
"Griffin, Phoenix." They both looked up and smiled at him, but Harry didn't return their smile.
"Dragon, is something wrong?" Harry nodded at Griffin and bent down to whisper into their ears so no one else would hear him.
"Someone has put the imperious curse on Sirius, he has asked me to go for a walk, I think someone wants me out of here, but I'm not sure if it is to attack me or to attack you." Phoenix's face became anxious.
"Are you going? It could be very dangerous."
"I know Phoenix, but it's no use stalling it, better get it over with now we know something's going to happen. You two stay here and keep an eye on things, ok?"
"Ok, we'll do as you ask, but be careful Dragon."
"I will Griffin, you too." His two friends nodded, Harry left their side and joined Sirius at the door. He smiled at his godfather and nodded. "Ok, led the way Sirius." The two went out of the door and disappeared into the night. Hermione and Ron watched the door close and then turned to each other. Ron was the first to talk.
"We should spread out, just in case the death eaters attack us and not Dragon, we would be able to protect more people if we weren't standing together." Hermione nodded.
"Ok, but be careful Griffin." She gave him a small hug. After a last smile in her friends direction, she went to one of the sides of the room and engaged her mother in a conversation. Their talk earlier had helped clarify some things and they were now at least on speaking terms. Griffin looked a bit lost between all the people without Phoenix or Dragon at his side, the fact that at least a quarter of the people at the feast were his family wasn't making things better. He finally stopped trying to avoid them and just sat in one of the chairs, leaving it open for anyone to approach him if they wished to. He became engrossed looking at the sky, he had learned a long time ago that it had a very calming effect on him, he could see out there things that Phoenix and Dragon could not. Sometimes it would unnerve him a little, but he could almost hear the stars talking to him. Once he had told this to his friends, he had been afraid they would laugh at him, but he really should have
known better. They didn't laugh, they didn't tell him they understood either, witch was a great relieve because he knew they didn't, they just told him to heed what the stars had to say, for they could be right. He had done this, and he had helped him a lot, they had had a few narrow escapes from the ministry thanks to him seeing it in the stars the night before. He didn't like be called a diviner for then he always thought about his former professor, but Hermione had said he had probably been born with the sight, and that even if it wasn't always true he could better listen to it. A soft voice startled him out of his thoughts.
"Hey Ron." The boy turned his head towards the voice and saw his sister standing next to him. He studied her carefully, taking in all the details that had escaped him earlier. She had become much thinner than he remembered her and a lot paler, her soft brown eyes were now to big for her thin face. Her hair hang loosely in a high ponytail, a few flocks of hair framing he face. She had grown up, she was no longer the little child he remembered, she had grown beautiful, even with the sad look in her eyes. Ginny shifted nervously at her brothers intense look. "Can I sit down?" Ron turned his head away and shrugged. Ginny sat next to him, looking at the floor. "Ron?" Griffin suppressed and annoyed sigh, it was hard enough to sit next to his sister without losing his calm facade, but talking to her... It could very easily end in a shouting match. Nevertheless he answered.
"Yes?"
"Do you hate us?" Now that was a good question, one Griffin had been asking himself since they had arrived. He had only one answer to it.
"I'm not sure." He looked once again in the sky as if trying to get the answer from the stars. He felt Ginny's eyes on him and he looked directly at her once again. She quickly averted her gaze, and softly talked again.
"I don't think you do." Ron felt some of the fire that had died a long time ago begin to roar in him, what did his baby sister know about him? She hadn't even been there for the last year, she couldn't know what he felt. With a slightly strained voice he asked.
"And why do you think that?"
"Because you are here, talking to me, and you talked to Bill earlier. And you're trying not to shout at me, I can see it in your face, if you really hatted us you wouldn't be worried about shouting." Ron looked once again into the sky, she did have a valid point. He was trying very hard to repress his temper, and he wondered why. He wished with all his might to shout at the lot of them, to ask why they had betrayed him when he had done nothing to deserve it, yet he was there, calmly having a conversation with his sister. Suddenly a vision flooded his mind, ignoring his sister, who was talking again he shot up and shouted to Hermione.
"Phoenix! They are going to attack us! Go warn Dragon."
To be continued...
The betrayal:
The feast was great, it rivalled the beginning and ending feast every year took place at Hogwarts. It had been a long while since Dragon had eaten so much, while living in the muggle world they would just eat what they needed and spent their money in other things like books or clothes witch were far more important. He could clearly see Griffin was enjoying himself, even if he was sitting apart from his family he had engaged Phoenix in a heated discussion about muggle physics, probably his favourite subject. Before them, the twins were gapping at their young brother, trying to follow the conversation but finally giving up and starting to talk about some prank or an other.
"Harry?" Dragon looked at Sirius, who sat next to him.
"Yes?"
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Harry raised an eyebrow. Sirius seemed anxious about something.
"Sure, why do you ask?" His godfather shifted a little in his seat.
"It's just I was thinking we could go for a walk, to talk some more, but if you're enjoying yourself it's alright." Harry gave him a piercing look that made him even more nervous, but finally he nodded.
"Sure, why not, I'm going to warn Phoenix and Griffin." The young boy stood up ignoring Sirius's sigh of relieve and moved to were his friends were still talking.
"Griffin, Phoenix." They both looked up and smiled at him, but Harry didn't return their smile.
"Dragon, is something wrong?" Harry nodded at Griffin and bent down to whisper into their ears so no one else would hear him.
"Someone has put the imperious curse on Sirius, he has asked me to go for a walk, I think someone wants me out of here, but I'm not sure if it is to attack me or to attack you." Phoenix's face became anxious.
"Are you going? It could be very dangerous."
"I know Phoenix, but it's no use stalling it, better get it over with now we know something's going to happen. You two stay here and keep an eye on things, ok?"
"Ok, we'll do as you ask, but be careful Dragon."
"I will Griffin, you too." His two friends nodded, Harry left their side and joined Sirius at the door. He smiled at his godfather and nodded. "Ok, led the way Sirius." The two went out of the door and disappeared into the night. Hermione and Ron watched the door close and then turned to each other. Ron was the first to talk.
"We should spread out, just in case the death eaters attack us and not Dragon, we would be able to protect more people if we weren't standing together." Hermione nodded.
"Ok, but be careful Griffin." She gave him a small hug. After a last smile in her friends direction, she went to one of the sides of the room and engaged her mother in a conversation. Their talk earlier had helped clarify some things and they were now at least on speaking terms. Griffin looked a bit lost between all the people without Phoenix or Dragon at his side, the fact that at least a quarter of the people at the feast were his family wasn't making things better. He finally stopped trying to avoid them and just sat in one of the chairs, leaving it open for anyone to approach him if they wished to. He became engrossed looking at the sky, he had learned a long time ago that it had a very calming effect on him, he could see out there things that Phoenix and Dragon could not. Sometimes it would unnerve him a little, but he could almost hear the stars talking to him. Once he had told this to his friends, he had been afraid they would laugh at him, but he really should have
known better. They didn't laugh, they didn't tell him they understood either, witch was a great relieve because he knew they didn't, they just told him to heed what the stars had to say, for they could be right. He had done this, and he had helped him a lot, they had had a few narrow escapes from the ministry thanks to him seeing it in the stars the night before. He didn't like be called a diviner for then he always thought about his former professor, but Hermione had said he had probably been born with the sight, and that even if it wasn't always true he could better listen to it. A soft voice startled him out of his thoughts.
"Hey Ron." The boy turned his head towards the voice and saw his sister standing next to him. He studied her carefully, taking in all the details that had escaped him earlier. She had become much thinner than he remembered her and a lot paler, her soft brown eyes were now to big for her thin face. Her hair hang loosely in a high ponytail, a few flocks of hair framing he face. She had grown up, she was no longer the little child he remembered, she had grown beautiful, even with the sad look in her eyes. Ginny shifted nervously at her brothers intense look. "Can I sit down?" Ron turned his head away and shrugged. Ginny sat next to him, looking at the floor. "Ron?" Griffin suppressed and annoyed sigh, it was hard enough to sit next to his sister without losing his calm facade, but talking to her... It could very easily end in a shouting match. Nevertheless he answered.
"Yes?"
"Do you hate us?" Now that was a good question, one Griffin had been asking himself since they had arrived. He had only one answer to it.
"I'm not sure." He looked once again in the sky as if trying to get the answer from the stars. He felt Ginny's eyes on him and he looked directly at her once again. She quickly averted her gaze, and softly talked again.
"I don't think you do." Ron felt some of the fire that had died a long time ago begin to roar in him, what did his baby sister know about him? She hadn't even been there for the last year, she couldn't know what he felt. With a slightly strained voice he asked.
"And why do you think that?"
"Because you are here, talking to me, and you talked to Bill earlier. And you're trying not to shout at me, I can see it in your face, if you really hatted us you wouldn't be worried about shouting." Ron looked once again into the sky, she did have a valid point. He was trying very hard to repress his temper, and he wondered why. He wished with all his might to shout at the lot of them, to ask why they had betrayed him when he had done nothing to deserve it, yet he was there, calmly having a conversation with his sister. Suddenly a vision flooded his mind, ignoring his sister, who was talking again he shot up and shouted to Hermione.
"Phoenix! They are going to attack us! Go warn Dragon."
To be continued...
