As students stood up to leave, Ron and Hermione went separate ways.
Hermione went left, when Ron when right. Little did Ron know, right was the
long way around to the doors.
Harry and Jamie passed through the doors to the Entrance Hall behind the rest of the students. Harry walked with Jamie down to the dark stone hallways that led to the Slytherin common room. Jamie guessed Harry just wanted to walk her down there. (Author's note: awwwww, how sweet!)
They passed by Draco Malfoy, who was lazily leaning against a stone pillar. After Jamie had taken a few steps past him, she stopped and said, "I want my wand back Draco."
Draco stopped leaning against the pillar, and walked around to face Jamie. "What makes you think I have your wand?"
Harry was getting a little nervous and went to grab his own wand - only to see it wasn't there either. Jamie had known this before Harry had. "And give back Harry's, too."
"Why in the world would you think I had your wands?"
"Because they are both in your left pocket, and you summoned them while we were walking by."
Draco grinned evilly, "While you were walking by. my, my, my. a Parseltongue and the long lost daughter of a death-eater."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry warned, although he did not know what Draco had meant.
Draco turned to Harry and then back to Jamie. "You mean you haven't told him the story?"
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Jamie warned as well, not wanting him to continue at all, ever.
Draco's eyes were shining with mirth and mischief, "You can shut up, too.Malfoy. Before me. You did come first, after all."
Harry didn't care if he didn't have his wand, he would use his fists if he had to. Last time he had felt this angry, he had ended up banned from quidditch. He swore that, for Jamie, he would do it all again.
He would beat that smirk right off Malfoy's face. Before he knew it, he was pretty close to just that. He swung his fist into Draco's stomach, and then felt the sharp burn of knuckles grazing his face.
He was also aware of hands on his shoulders. Soft hands. Jamie was still there.
"Potter! Malfoy!"
Harry stopped and turned around to see not just Jamie, but also Professor McGonagall as well.
It was then he finally realized he had blood on his fists.
~~~~~~~~~~
McGonagall was leading the three down numerous hallways. Harry noticed, that, as they turned corners, his vision blurred and he wasn't sure if he had just gone left or right. *Malfoy hits hard when he means it,* Harry thought.
Jamie reached out and touched the spot right above Harry's left eye that had started to swell. He winced slightly, and Jamie looked worried. Harry gave her a small smile that clearly said it didn't hurt that bad. But it did.
Harry's smile broadened as he brought out two wands from his pocket, and handed one to Jamie. She shook her head slightly, and pocketed her wand. Somewhere in the middle of that fight, Harry had remembered about their wands.
He'd had rational thought in the middle of beating someone up. Now that was hard to swallow. She shook her head again, smiling slightly.
Her smile faltered completely when she saw the stone gargoyle ahead of them. When they entered Dumbledore's office, Jamie immediately looked up at the walls. The stone circular walls. Where these the same walls she had seen in her dream only two weeks ago?
Dumbledore began to smile when he saw who had come in, but frowned instantly the moment he saw the situation. "What is the meaning of this, Minerva? What happened here?"
McGonagall looked sternly at Harry and Draco, and turned away to address Dumbledore. "These two have started a bit of fight, as they have numerous times before."
"I would expect nothing more from Mr. Potter." came a new voice, a cold voice. Jamie's head snapped around to see the ugly face of Severus Snape looking past her - and at Harry.
Dumbledore raised a hand, "Now, Severus, no need to get biased here. Now, would someone kindly explain what happened to cause this?"
Harry spoke up immediately. "Malfoy took both of our wands without our- my knowing, and we were defenseless. Then he. well, he-" Harry faltered, not exactly sure what Draco had said.
Jamie continued with a meaningful look at Dumbledore, "He tried to reveal information about me I would desire to remain hidden." she said, trying to sound business-like, without revealing too much.
A pained look crossed Dumbledore's face - Jamie guessed he was remembering something. Something dreadfully painful to remember. He nodded slowly - understanding perfectly what Jamie meant.
Harry was glancing alternately between Jamie and Dumbledore, and shooting occasional glares towards Malfoy.
"The two of you will not be expelled - mainly because this is your final year at Hogwarts. Also, due to the circumstances, I may have to waver in my severity of punishment. You will both receive three week's detention - starting now. Miss Waters, you may leave."
Jamie nodded, squeezed Harry's hand, and left the office, not even taking the time to acknowledge the existence of Draco Malfoy. He wasn't even worth a glare. She wished he wasn't there, so she would act like he wasn't there.
But all the while. the same three words that had haunted her dreams were pervading her thoughts still. She's my blood.
~~~~~~~~~~
But through it all, four more words would counter this haunting phrase. Four comforting words. The words of her mother. She was never yours.
AN: DUN DUN DUN.. Thanks you guys SO MUCH for reading (and reviewing I hope?)
HEY! Guess what? The sequel I have already started, and it's the story of Jamie's parents and the marauders. It's turning out to be longer than I thought it would be. I am taking every single detail about that time period from canon and putting it in there so it will be long, but what I hope is accurate. It will span from the marauders' seventh year to about a year and a half after the potters' death. I will have an epilogue of some sorts that will span until the end of THIS book, except it's Lupin's POV. Why Lupin you ask? Well, to be honest, he will later on have a very big role in THIS story. Ok. Big note, there. Im done.
Harry and Jamie passed through the doors to the Entrance Hall behind the rest of the students. Harry walked with Jamie down to the dark stone hallways that led to the Slytherin common room. Jamie guessed Harry just wanted to walk her down there. (Author's note: awwwww, how sweet!)
They passed by Draco Malfoy, who was lazily leaning against a stone pillar. After Jamie had taken a few steps past him, she stopped and said, "I want my wand back Draco."
Draco stopped leaning against the pillar, and walked around to face Jamie. "What makes you think I have your wand?"
Harry was getting a little nervous and went to grab his own wand - only to see it wasn't there either. Jamie had known this before Harry had. "And give back Harry's, too."
"Why in the world would you think I had your wands?"
"Because they are both in your left pocket, and you summoned them while we were walking by."
Draco grinned evilly, "While you were walking by. my, my, my. a Parseltongue and the long lost daughter of a death-eater."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry warned, although he did not know what Draco had meant.
Draco turned to Harry and then back to Jamie. "You mean you haven't told him the story?"
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Jamie warned as well, not wanting him to continue at all, ever.
Draco's eyes were shining with mirth and mischief, "You can shut up, too.Malfoy. Before me. You did come first, after all."
Harry didn't care if he didn't have his wand, he would use his fists if he had to. Last time he had felt this angry, he had ended up banned from quidditch. He swore that, for Jamie, he would do it all again.
He would beat that smirk right off Malfoy's face. Before he knew it, he was pretty close to just that. He swung his fist into Draco's stomach, and then felt the sharp burn of knuckles grazing his face.
He was also aware of hands on his shoulders. Soft hands. Jamie was still there.
"Potter! Malfoy!"
Harry stopped and turned around to see not just Jamie, but also Professor McGonagall as well.
It was then he finally realized he had blood on his fists.
~~~~~~~~~~
McGonagall was leading the three down numerous hallways. Harry noticed, that, as they turned corners, his vision blurred and he wasn't sure if he had just gone left or right. *Malfoy hits hard when he means it,* Harry thought.
Jamie reached out and touched the spot right above Harry's left eye that had started to swell. He winced slightly, and Jamie looked worried. Harry gave her a small smile that clearly said it didn't hurt that bad. But it did.
Harry's smile broadened as he brought out two wands from his pocket, and handed one to Jamie. She shook her head slightly, and pocketed her wand. Somewhere in the middle of that fight, Harry had remembered about their wands.
He'd had rational thought in the middle of beating someone up. Now that was hard to swallow. She shook her head again, smiling slightly.
Her smile faltered completely when she saw the stone gargoyle ahead of them. When they entered Dumbledore's office, Jamie immediately looked up at the walls. The stone circular walls. Where these the same walls she had seen in her dream only two weeks ago?
Dumbledore began to smile when he saw who had come in, but frowned instantly the moment he saw the situation. "What is the meaning of this, Minerva? What happened here?"
McGonagall looked sternly at Harry and Draco, and turned away to address Dumbledore. "These two have started a bit of fight, as they have numerous times before."
"I would expect nothing more from Mr. Potter." came a new voice, a cold voice. Jamie's head snapped around to see the ugly face of Severus Snape looking past her - and at Harry.
Dumbledore raised a hand, "Now, Severus, no need to get biased here. Now, would someone kindly explain what happened to cause this?"
Harry spoke up immediately. "Malfoy took both of our wands without our- my knowing, and we were defenseless. Then he. well, he-" Harry faltered, not exactly sure what Draco had said.
Jamie continued with a meaningful look at Dumbledore, "He tried to reveal information about me I would desire to remain hidden." she said, trying to sound business-like, without revealing too much.
A pained look crossed Dumbledore's face - Jamie guessed he was remembering something. Something dreadfully painful to remember. He nodded slowly - understanding perfectly what Jamie meant.
Harry was glancing alternately between Jamie and Dumbledore, and shooting occasional glares towards Malfoy.
"The two of you will not be expelled - mainly because this is your final year at Hogwarts. Also, due to the circumstances, I may have to waver in my severity of punishment. You will both receive three week's detention - starting now. Miss Waters, you may leave."
Jamie nodded, squeezed Harry's hand, and left the office, not even taking the time to acknowledge the existence of Draco Malfoy. He wasn't even worth a glare. She wished he wasn't there, so she would act like he wasn't there.
But all the while. the same three words that had haunted her dreams were pervading her thoughts still. She's my blood.
~~~~~~~~~~
But through it all, four more words would counter this haunting phrase. Four comforting words. The words of her mother. She was never yours.
AN: DUN DUN DUN.. Thanks you guys SO MUCH for reading (and reviewing I hope?)
HEY! Guess what? The sequel I have already started, and it's the story of Jamie's parents and the marauders. It's turning out to be longer than I thought it would be. I am taking every single detail about that time period from canon and putting it in there so it will be long, but what I hope is accurate. It will span from the marauders' seventh year to about a year and a half after the potters' death. I will have an epilogue of some sorts that will span until the end of THIS book, except it's Lupin's POV. Why Lupin you ask? Well, to be honest, he will later on have a very big role in THIS story. Ok. Big note, there. Im done.