Disclaimer – Harry Potter and all other things belong to J K Rowling, I'm just borrowing them. I didn't make up the songs, so don't blame me if you don't like them. Crystal-Jade Dawn is my own creation.
The Undercovers
Chapter 2
"What in the world has she got in there?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron as they walked out of the classroom
"Huh?" Ron asked dumbly
"Her bag, it weighed a ton. What's she got in there, an anvil?"
"What's a…?" Ron started, but Hermione interrupted him
"Forget it" she hissed. "There was actually something else about that bag, she had her initials written on it." Hermione continued
"What's so odd about that? Lots of people put their initials on their bags" Harry asked, confused
"You'd have thought it was odd if you saw how many letters there were on the bag, look" Hermione took out her wand and drew a series of letters in the air.
C-J.R.N.J.A.S.D
Ron gasped when she had finished. "Man, that is one long name"
//// NEXT LESSON (for Harry and gang) ////
"Right, um, I, um, you need to *yawn* read pages, um, oh my head, um, 144-160 by the end of the lesson and then answer questions on page 161" Professor Dawn said holding her head.
"But Professor, we did that last week" Hermione said.
"Oh, OK, do the same for the next cha-cha-chapter" Professor Dawn said, yawning through the word 'chapter'.
"Are you all right Professor?" asked Harry
"Do I look…Oh, yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired"
No-one looked very convinced when she said this but most of them ignored it and went back to work.
////Several minutes later ////
"Professor, what is that beeping sound?" asked Ron, standing at her desk to get his work checked.
"Wha-what?"
"There's a beeping sound a flashing light on your desk" Ron explained
"Oh, right" she looked at a small box on her desk with the flashing light. She hit a button and the beeping stopped. The word 'MINISTRY' appeared on the screen.
"This cannot be happening" she whined. All the class looked up and stared at her when they heard her rather exasperated voice "Mr Weasley, please go and inform Professor McGonagall that I must leave immediately. Tell her it is a 'Priority one' situation." Professor Dawn said as she got up and straightened her robes. She picked up her khaki bag which always seemed to be with her. Then she quickly walked out of the door, leaving a rather stunned class behind her.
//// 10 minutes later – Ministry of Magic ////
A loud crack announced Crystal-Jade Dawn's arrival in the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic. Instantly, a tall, graying wizard ran over to her, holding a thick wad of paper.
"Crys. Good, you came quickly. We have a big problem concerning Captain…" he started, then noticed how tired she looked "You alright?"
"What? Oh, yeah, fine. You were saying something about one of the Captains?" 'Crys' said quickly.
"Yes. Captain Marcus has given some rather unexpected orders." The wizard continued, leading Crys back to one of the fireplaces surrounding the Atrium "He's ordered a full inspection of medical records"
"That's gonna be a problem" Crys said obviously "I don't have a medical record"
"We're doing our best to create one for you. You'll need to read this, it's everything that has supposedly happened to you in medical terms" he handed her the wad of paper. Crys groaned
"As if I haven't got enough to do"
"Are you sure you're alright, you don't look it"
"I think the workload is beginning to get to me. I'll be fine" Crys assured him. The wizard didn't look convinced "I'll be fine"
"OK" he said reluctantly "You better start reading that, I've arranged for you to be sent directly to Dumbledore so he can give you more instructions"
"I'll do my best" Crys said before taking a handful of floo powder and throwing it into the fireplace. She shouted 'Dumbledore's office, Hogwarts', stepped into the fire and disappeared in a burst of purple flames. When she stepped out into the office she glanced at the huge wad of paper in her hands.
"Number of near death experiences, 245!" Crys said, angrily reading the top line. "I can't remember all 245 of them off by heart!"
"Ah, but you have to" Dumbledore said appearing.
"I was actually conversing with one's self" Crys said looking at the old headmaster.
"Well, anyway, I have been informed by Minerva that you are struggling with teaching" Dumbledore said.
"Not 'struggling' really…ok so I nearly fell asleep…allot but that doesn't matter!" Crys mumbled.
"I'm giving you two weeks free time, no teaching" Dumbledore said.
"That's not really necessary but THANK YOU!!!!!!" Crys said enthusiastically.
"You're welcome" and with that Crys was away, walking out of the door and towards her classroom to pick up the 'junk' she needed.
"Hello Professor" Hermione said to her.
"Hello class. I've been given time off, you will be having another teacher for the next two weeks. I've just come to…" Crys started, before groaning and collapsing forward to the floor, causing the wad of paper she was holding to be scattered all around her.
TBC…
AN: I love doing cliffys. Sorry!
