Chapter Twelve
I shook my head to clear it as I looked around. I was about to leave when I saw Ron and Hermione enter the Three Broom Sticks. I smiled at them and waved them over. They like every one else looked weary but they also had a grimness about them that was unlike so many.
Smiling I said, "Happy Halloween."
"And back to you," Hermione said. Ron just looked at me as if he thought I was the craziest person alive.
Unfazed I asked, "You all like Butter Beer right?"
They nodded and I went to order a couple for them. Setting them down I noticed their uneasy looks.
Stilling smiling slightly I asked, "Is there anything you want to know."
Ron looked torn. He looked like he wanted to say something but it was Hermione who spoke.
"Professor what level magic are you teaching us? I have read all I could on seventh year magic but there is nothing in the books like your teaching us. You're even teaching the sixth years the very same magic you're teaching us."
I nodded at her as she continued, "You also don't teach other classes the same way you teach us."
I nodded again but this time said, "Everyone learns differently. You'll still learn what you need to pass your N.E.W.T.S. with flying colors but there are other things you must learn too.
"You remember that spell I taught you guys at the beginning of the year. The one to reveal your enemy. If you say that spell slightly differently then you can seriously harm someone to the point of almost killing him or her. The word is revela. And the movement is to slash your wrist. When you do a spell like this you must mean it and learn to face consequences. NO spell that is meant to harm comes without pay."
"Why are you telling us this?" Ron asked me.
I said nothing as I stood up and walked out leaving the two stunned kids behind.
Ron continued to stare at Kagome as she walked out, then he turned to me. Taking a breath he asked, "What exactly just happen?"
I stared at our professor in awe as I answered, "I think she told us as long as we can face the consequences we can prevail. Since she is a professor she can't directly tell how to fight our own battles but since she also is a professor she is teaching us in her own way. Basically," I said staring Ron, my boyfriend straight in the eye, "she is saying when the final battle come you have to be ready to fight and win a way you know how by still keeping hold of your humanity. She may be strange but she is very wise. I just wonder how old she is and how come she isn't in any of the records."
"What do you mean?"
"There is a Higurashi on the school records but no Kagome. If I'm right I'm saying that she's about 20 or 21 years old and if that was the case we would have seen her sometime in our first couple years at Hogwarts.
"Yet the Higurashi on record is male and most defiantly not named Kagome, but strangely enough he was related to Dumbledore. They are rather distant cousins."
Ron continued to star at me in amazement and said the very last thing I would have expected; "I need to start reading more. It's embarrassing knowing that my girlfriend knows more than me!"
Laughing I finished the bought and paid for butter beer.
After I had gotten everything I needed for school, I walked back to the school. Dropping the brought items in my office, I then I went to the library.
From the vision of the past, something bothered me. When I had seen this vision I could feel Harry's anger and confusion at the adults. Then toward the end of it when it faded away, there had been love for the names Sirius Black, James Potter and Lily Potter. Something wasn't quite right.
I spent almost two hours searching through school records before I came upon a small book that was covered in stains. There was no title but when I opened I saw pictures. Someone had left a photo album I the library. Allowing my curiosity to overcome my sense of leaving other people's property alone, I opened it.
To my surprise I saw wedding pictures of two people. Written is a small scrawl were the names Lily and James Potter. Even the name of Sirius Black was there.
I could tell who was who. As I flipped the pages, I grew more confused. Why would anyone leave their photo album here in the library unless it was an accident?
On the back page were the words, Property of Harry Potter. If found please return.
Tucking it under my arm I went to return it the only people I knew I could, Ronald Weasly and Hermione Granger.
When the portrait opened we didn't think anything of until Professor Kagome came in. She looked thoughtful and confused and when she saw Ron and I over at the fire she smiled and came over.
Thoroughly confused as to why a professor would come to the Gryffindor common room we waited.
When she stopped at the table we were sitting at I saw that she had something in her hands.
"Hello."
"Er. hello professor," Ron answered when I just continued to stare at her.
"Just Kagome's fine. I'm still not used to all this," at our confused glances she just shrugged and handed me the book she had, "Here I found this in the library and I think it belonged to one of your friends. Before I go though I want to know something."
"Yes?" I asked as she handed me the book.
"Was the man Sirius Black a traitor?"
"No!" we both said at once.
"Thanks."
With that said she walked out of the common room and I looked at the book. I almost dropped when I saw what it was.
Ron looked over at it curiously then he said, "Isn't that Harry's photo album that was suppose to be in his trunk?" I just nodded.
I had been planning to go to the feast. Actually I had been looking forward to it but something possessed me to walk around. I didn't actually now were I was going but I do know that I wasn't going to the great hall.
For some strange reason everything started to go gray as I got closer to the greater Hall doors. As I opened them my miko powers flared out around me and it was like I suddenly had gone back in time.
The grounds had the cold feeling of dementors and I seemed to see several people. Suddenly two kids went to the core of the dementor activity and where a gaunt looking man was. He was whimpering I could tell the kids were weakening.
The girl I saw with bushy hair fell down and the only one left standing was Harry. He wasn't doing much better and as one of the dementors went down to give him a kiss I saw something that was utterly impossible. As Harry was there in front of me about to be kissed, so was he across the lake with a misty stag galloping toward us.
The scene changed again and I saw that I was in a room but this time I could hear, as opposed to before hand I could barely feel anything. The gaunt looking man was sitting close to the window staring into space.
Voices I could barely hear were outside telling the man something. He jumped back and then window burst open. Outside were Harry and Hermione looking at the man and telling him to hurry.
The scene faded away and I was right back where I had originally started. I was still seeing in grays and I went through an opened door. For some reason I sat down in the middle of the room and started to meditate.
The door opened and I opened my eyes to see an older Harry Potter than I had yet not seen before. He looked to where I was sitting and he gave me a half smile.
"You know it has been very hard to get you here were I wanted you."
I shook my head to clear it as I looked around. I was about to leave when I saw Ron and Hermione enter the Three Broom Sticks. I smiled at them and waved them over. They like every one else looked weary but they also had a grimness about them that was unlike so many.
Smiling I said, "Happy Halloween."
"And back to you," Hermione said. Ron just looked at me as if he thought I was the craziest person alive.
Unfazed I asked, "You all like Butter Beer right?"
They nodded and I went to order a couple for them. Setting them down I noticed their uneasy looks.
Stilling smiling slightly I asked, "Is there anything you want to know."
Ron looked torn. He looked like he wanted to say something but it was Hermione who spoke.
"Professor what level magic are you teaching us? I have read all I could on seventh year magic but there is nothing in the books like your teaching us. You're even teaching the sixth years the very same magic you're teaching us."
I nodded at her as she continued, "You also don't teach other classes the same way you teach us."
I nodded again but this time said, "Everyone learns differently. You'll still learn what you need to pass your N.E.W.T.S. with flying colors but there are other things you must learn too.
"You remember that spell I taught you guys at the beginning of the year. The one to reveal your enemy. If you say that spell slightly differently then you can seriously harm someone to the point of almost killing him or her. The word is revela. And the movement is to slash your wrist. When you do a spell like this you must mean it and learn to face consequences. NO spell that is meant to harm comes without pay."
"Why are you telling us this?" Ron asked me.
I said nothing as I stood up and walked out leaving the two stunned kids behind.
Ron continued to stare at Kagome as she walked out, then he turned to me. Taking a breath he asked, "What exactly just happen?"
I stared at our professor in awe as I answered, "I think she told us as long as we can face the consequences we can prevail. Since she is a professor she can't directly tell how to fight our own battles but since she also is a professor she is teaching us in her own way. Basically," I said staring Ron, my boyfriend straight in the eye, "she is saying when the final battle come you have to be ready to fight and win a way you know how by still keeping hold of your humanity. She may be strange but she is very wise. I just wonder how old she is and how come she isn't in any of the records."
"What do you mean?"
"There is a Higurashi on the school records but no Kagome. If I'm right I'm saying that she's about 20 or 21 years old and if that was the case we would have seen her sometime in our first couple years at Hogwarts.
"Yet the Higurashi on record is male and most defiantly not named Kagome, but strangely enough he was related to Dumbledore. They are rather distant cousins."
Ron continued to star at me in amazement and said the very last thing I would have expected; "I need to start reading more. It's embarrassing knowing that my girlfriend knows more than me!"
Laughing I finished the bought and paid for butter beer.
After I had gotten everything I needed for school, I walked back to the school. Dropping the brought items in my office, I then I went to the library.
From the vision of the past, something bothered me. When I had seen this vision I could feel Harry's anger and confusion at the adults. Then toward the end of it when it faded away, there had been love for the names Sirius Black, James Potter and Lily Potter. Something wasn't quite right.
I spent almost two hours searching through school records before I came upon a small book that was covered in stains. There was no title but when I opened I saw pictures. Someone had left a photo album I the library. Allowing my curiosity to overcome my sense of leaving other people's property alone, I opened it.
To my surprise I saw wedding pictures of two people. Written is a small scrawl were the names Lily and James Potter. Even the name of Sirius Black was there.
I could tell who was who. As I flipped the pages, I grew more confused. Why would anyone leave their photo album here in the library unless it was an accident?
On the back page were the words, Property of Harry Potter. If found please return.
Tucking it under my arm I went to return it the only people I knew I could, Ronald Weasly and Hermione Granger.
When the portrait opened we didn't think anything of until Professor Kagome came in. She looked thoughtful and confused and when she saw Ron and I over at the fire she smiled and came over.
Thoroughly confused as to why a professor would come to the Gryffindor common room we waited.
When she stopped at the table we were sitting at I saw that she had something in her hands.
"Hello."
"Er. hello professor," Ron answered when I just continued to stare at her.
"Just Kagome's fine. I'm still not used to all this," at our confused glances she just shrugged and handed me the book she had, "Here I found this in the library and I think it belonged to one of your friends. Before I go though I want to know something."
"Yes?" I asked as she handed me the book.
"Was the man Sirius Black a traitor?"
"No!" we both said at once.
"Thanks."
With that said she walked out of the common room and I looked at the book. I almost dropped when I saw what it was.
Ron looked over at it curiously then he said, "Isn't that Harry's photo album that was suppose to be in his trunk?" I just nodded.
I had been planning to go to the feast. Actually I had been looking forward to it but something possessed me to walk around. I didn't actually now were I was going but I do know that I wasn't going to the great hall.
For some strange reason everything started to go gray as I got closer to the greater Hall doors. As I opened them my miko powers flared out around me and it was like I suddenly had gone back in time.
The grounds had the cold feeling of dementors and I seemed to see several people. Suddenly two kids went to the core of the dementor activity and where a gaunt looking man was. He was whimpering I could tell the kids were weakening.
The girl I saw with bushy hair fell down and the only one left standing was Harry. He wasn't doing much better and as one of the dementors went down to give him a kiss I saw something that was utterly impossible. As Harry was there in front of me about to be kissed, so was he across the lake with a misty stag galloping toward us.
The scene changed again and I saw that I was in a room but this time I could hear, as opposed to before hand I could barely feel anything. The gaunt looking man was sitting close to the window staring into space.
Voices I could barely hear were outside telling the man something. He jumped back and then window burst open. Outside were Harry and Hermione looking at the man and telling him to hurry.
The scene faded away and I was right back where I had originally started. I was still seeing in grays and I went through an opened door. For some reason I sat down in the middle of the room and started to meditate.
The door opened and I opened my eyes to see an older Harry Potter than I had yet not seen before. He looked to where I was sitting and he gave me a half smile.
"You know it has been very hard to get you here were I wanted you."