A/N: Sorry for the long wait.....I kinda forgot this chapter was done.
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the common room, late at night, waiting for Sirius. At exactly midnight, the tall form of Sirius Black appeared in the fire. He stepped out and welcomed a hug from the three 7th years.
"So glad to see you again Sirius," Ron said.
"You too. How are things going?" He turned and asked Harry.
"Ok, I guess. There's a new girl here. She's from America."
"America, huh? That's strange. Why did she come?"
"Honestly? We have no idea. She was on the Hogwarts Express September 1st, and was sorted into Gryffindor. She plays chaser on the team." Hermione answered. "She's alright. But a little too close to Malfoy, if I do say so myself."
"What do you mean?"
"She's dating him. There is a lot of lip-locking on their part." Ron spat out. It seemed as though he was still thoroughly disgusted by her.
"A Malfoy? Does she have some mental problem?"
"I really don't know. But otherwise, things have been pretty good." Harry quickly got off that subject. He began to relay the events of the year so far to his godfather.
"It was hilarious! She slapped him straight across the face! His look was priceless." Hermione finished recounting the incident in potions earlier that year. They all had a good laugh, until footsteps were heard.
Erin stood on the steps, hands on her hips. "Not to spoil your fun or anything, but some people are trying to-" She stopped as Sirius turned around. Her mouth dropped to the ground and Harry rushed up to her.
She pointed a shaky finger at the man sitting on the couch. "Si-Sirius B- Black!" She almost yelled it out and Harry put his free hand over her mouth.
"SHH! Calm down, will ya?"
She looked at Harry as if he belonged in a nut house. "There is a murderer sitting in our common room. No, I will not calm down!"
"Fine then." Hermione put a silencing spell on Erin, who was trying to break free of Harry and Ron's grip, to attack Sirius. Meanwhile, Sirius was watching, amused, waiting to see what would happen.
"HEY!" She yelled, but it was barely a whisper. She glared daggers at the brunette that was sitting across from her, looking quite content. "Fine. Speak." She said. They looked at her, unsure whether or not to let her go. "I swear I won't yell. But this better be good." Hermione undid the spell and began.
"I guess we should start by telling you that Sirius is innocent." Erin snorted. She mumbled something like 'Yeah right', but Sirius spoke before she could say much more.
"I am. I was framed by a rat that was supposed to be my friend." He shot a look at her, which made Erin shrink back into the couch.
"Exactly. As Hermione was saying," Harry began to tell the story of what had happened, Hermione and Ron filling in when they could. Erin was soon swept up in the story and was continually sending sideways glances at Sirius when something unbelieveable was mentioned.
He took this time to study her closely. [Nothing out of the ordinary. There's something, though...but what?] He continued this practice the entire time. At one point, Erin conjured up a cup of steaming coffee with a sweep of her hand.
The three were too caught up in telling the story to notice, but Sirius sure did. His eyes went wide, then shrunk in understanding, a wide grin spreading across his face. He watched her until the story was finished.
"So, he's completely innocent. Except for the whole breaking and entering thing." Ron ended.
"Wow. That's amazing." She turned and looked at him. He had a strange expression on his face, a mixture of amusement and that 'i-know-something- you-don't-know' look.
"What?" She asked, suddenly getting nervous. That was when the other noticed the coffee cup.
"Hey, where did you get the coffee from?"
"I know." Sirius spoke up. Erin's face paled, and her eyes looked like a deer in the headlights.
"You're an ovardus." Erin dropped her cup, and it spilled on the floor.
"Ovardus? I don't know what y-your talking about." Erin said in fake curiousity.
"You know precisely what I'm talking about. You're an ovardus." Seeing the puzzled look on Ron and Harry's faces, he elaborated. "An ovardus is someone that has so much magical power that they're dangerous to themselves and others.. They don't need wands."
Hermione spoke up, brows furrowed. "Ovarduses are really rare, though. I've seen most of the professors at this school do magic without a wand. They can't all be ovardus."
"Yes, many witches and wizards can do small magic without wands. But I'm talking powerful stuff. Like conjuring a patronus without a wand." Harry, Ron and Hermione's mouths dropped open. They knew how hard it was to conjure patronuses even with a wand.
With that, Sirius reached into Erin's pocket and pulled out her wand. He preformed, or tried to preform, a number of simple spells. "This isn't a wand. It's just a stick." He broke it in half to prove this. It was true, there was no special center.
Erin was now staring at her hands. "Th-that's why I came here. I-I'm protected when Dumbledore is here. With You-know-who in power, it's not safe for me."
"What do you mean, not safe?"
"Normally, you can't take a witch or wizard's power. But since an ovardus has such an abundance, you can. You can even turn a Muggle into a wizard, if you do it right. But....the process to take it..." Erin trailed off. She shivered.
"Is?" Harry asked, waiting.
"Is terrible. It requires draining the blood from their veins. And taking the breath from their lungs." Erin answered. At this point she burst into tears. And was making a lot of noise doing so.
"Shh, Shhh. It's ok Erin." Sirius tried to comfort her. "The only thing that can do this is the Eye of Drakonus, and it's been missing for over a hundred years." He looked incredibly uncomfortable. She was crying into his chest, and her arms were wrapped around his neck. He silently mouthed 'help' to the three people standing around him.
The sobs were reduced to soft whimpers and she wiped her eyes.
"But that's just it. It's been found. My father told me. But before the Ministry could destroy it, it was stolen."
"So? If they don't have it, no one can use it, right?" Ron said.
Hermione sighed. "No, Ron. If someone from the dark side has it, then they could use it to get You-know-who back in power."
Sirius put his head in his hands. "I guess I'l have to go look for it, see if I can bring it back."
"No, don't do that! You could get caught! All the Ministry wizards are looking for it now," Erin said.
"Wait, but why does it have to be you? There must be another ovardus or whatever around." Harry said.
"Yeah, I wish. I'm the only one. The last one died a few months ago. That's why I came to Hogwarts."
Suddenly a noise was heard from upstairs. Soft footsteps and mumbling. Sirius jumped up, and jumped into the fire.
"I'll owl you all if I find something. Stay Safe." He quickly disappeared.
"Well, that's definitely an eye opener."
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The next morning, Draco and Erin were sitting at the Slytherin table, Erin drinking Draco's coffee.
"Hey Draco?"
"Yeah?" He asked, taking a bite of eggs.
"What do you want to do?" She asked.
"Do? I dunno, I have Quidditch practice later today."
"No, I mean when you get out."
"Out? Of?" He asked, giving her a questioning look. Erin sighed.
"School, stupid! What do you want to do with your life?" She set the cup down, exasperated.
"OH! I don't know. I've never really thought about it before." He looked really thoughtful. "What do you want to do?"
"Well, I was thinking about being a slacker before, but now I think I want to be a detective. Solve crimes." She waited for his answer.
"Solve crimes, huh? What made you choose that career?"
"Well, I've heard that a lot of people in Azkaban never got a trial. I don't think that's fair. In fact, it's against the law back home. Unconstitutional."
Before Draco could answer, a large owl flew in and dropped a package on his plate, mashing his toast. "What the-" He didn't recognize the owl, nor the handwriting on the package.
Shrugging, he pulled the twine and ripped off the brown paper. There was a note sitting on the top. 'To Draco.' Now he remembered the script. It was his mother's.
He opened the package and pulled out a spectacular knife. It had a black curved handle, and a series of cuts in the blade. It was curved as well, and looked like the head of a dragon.
He ran is finger along the silver blade. It had an extremly sharp edge, and cut his finger. He put it in his mouth to suck up the blood.
Erin was admiring the knife as well, although she didn't touch it. It was, for lack of a better word, beautiful. The blade was obviously made by someone with a lot of magical power. It glinted in the sunlight that was pouring in from the windows.
Draco picked up the box and looked inside. He inverted it, and a small piece of parchment fell out. On it, there was an inscription.
"The Eye of Drakonus," Draco read out loud. The mug Erin was holding dropped to the ground and shattered on the floor. Her face paled.
"Erin? Are you ok?" She was now shaking from head to toe. When he went to touch her shoulder, trying to give comfort, she wrenched it away from him. Without a word, the girl ran out of the Great Hall and out of sight.
Everyone had seen this, and Harry looked about ready to murder Draco. Before he could move, Hermione saw the knife still sitting on the table. He eyes went wide.
"Oh my god, that's it!!" She said to Ron and Harry. She got up, grabbed Draco by the arm, who took up the blade. She dragged him out, Harry and Ron not far behind.
"Let go of me, Granger! I never asked you to touch me." She continued dragging him until they were outside of Dumbledore's office.
"Shut up Malfoy. Just shut up. We have to see Dumbledore now."
The four entered Dumbledore's office to find Erin sitting in a chair with her head in her hands. The old Professor was in a similar postion.
He looked up and saw the knife in Draco's hands.
"We need to talk, Mr. Malfoy."
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the common room, late at night, waiting for Sirius. At exactly midnight, the tall form of Sirius Black appeared in the fire. He stepped out and welcomed a hug from the three 7th years.
"So glad to see you again Sirius," Ron said.
"You too. How are things going?" He turned and asked Harry.
"Ok, I guess. There's a new girl here. She's from America."
"America, huh? That's strange. Why did she come?"
"Honestly? We have no idea. She was on the Hogwarts Express September 1st, and was sorted into Gryffindor. She plays chaser on the team." Hermione answered. "She's alright. But a little too close to Malfoy, if I do say so myself."
"What do you mean?"
"She's dating him. There is a lot of lip-locking on their part." Ron spat out. It seemed as though he was still thoroughly disgusted by her.
"A Malfoy? Does she have some mental problem?"
"I really don't know. But otherwise, things have been pretty good." Harry quickly got off that subject. He began to relay the events of the year so far to his godfather.
"It was hilarious! She slapped him straight across the face! His look was priceless." Hermione finished recounting the incident in potions earlier that year. They all had a good laugh, until footsteps were heard.
Erin stood on the steps, hands on her hips. "Not to spoil your fun or anything, but some people are trying to-" She stopped as Sirius turned around. Her mouth dropped to the ground and Harry rushed up to her.
She pointed a shaky finger at the man sitting on the couch. "Si-Sirius B- Black!" She almost yelled it out and Harry put his free hand over her mouth.
"SHH! Calm down, will ya?"
She looked at Harry as if he belonged in a nut house. "There is a murderer sitting in our common room. No, I will not calm down!"
"Fine then." Hermione put a silencing spell on Erin, who was trying to break free of Harry and Ron's grip, to attack Sirius. Meanwhile, Sirius was watching, amused, waiting to see what would happen.
"HEY!" She yelled, but it was barely a whisper. She glared daggers at the brunette that was sitting across from her, looking quite content. "Fine. Speak." She said. They looked at her, unsure whether or not to let her go. "I swear I won't yell. But this better be good." Hermione undid the spell and began.
"I guess we should start by telling you that Sirius is innocent." Erin snorted. She mumbled something like 'Yeah right', but Sirius spoke before she could say much more.
"I am. I was framed by a rat that was supposed to be my friend." He shot a look at her, which made Erin shrink back into the couch.
"Exactly. As Hermione was saying," Harry began to tell the story of what had happened, Hermione and Ron filling in when they could. Erin was soon swept up in the story and was continually sending sideways glances at Sirius when something unbelieveable was mentioned.
He took this time to study her closely. [Nothing out of the ordinary. There's something, though...but what?] He continued this practice the entire time. At one point, Erin conjured up a cup of steaming coffee with a sweep of her hand.
The three were too caught up in telling the story to notice, but Sirius sure did. His eyes went wide, then shrunk in understanding, a wide grin spreading across his face. He watched her until the story was finished.
"So, he's completely innocent. Except for the whole breaking and entering thing." Ron ended.
"Wow. That's amazing." She turned and looked at him. He had a strange expression on his face, a mixture of amusement and that 'i-know-something- you-don't-know' look.
"What?" She asked, suddenly getting nervous. That was when the other noticed the coffee cup.
"Hey, where did you get the coffee from?"
"I know." Sirius spoke up. Erin's face paled, and her eyes looked like a deer in the headlights.
"You're an ovardus." Erin dropped her cup, and it spilled on the floor.
"Ovardus? I don't know what y-your talking about." Erin said in fake curiousity.
"You know precisely what I'm talking about. You're an ovardus." Seeing the puzzled look on Ron and Harry's faces, he elaborated. "An ovardus is someone that has so much magical power that they're dangerous to themselves and others.. They don't need wands."
Hermione spoke up, brows furrowed. "Ovarduses are really rare, though. I've seen most of the professors at this school do magic without a wand. They can't all be ovardus."
"Yes, many witches and wizards can do small magic without wands. But I'm talking powerful stuff. Like conjuring a patronus without a wand." Harry, Ron and Hermione's mouths dropped open. They knew how hard it was to conjure patronuses even with a wand.
With that, Sirius reached into Erin's pocket and pulled out her wand. He preformed, or tried to preform, a number of simple spells. "This isn't a wand. It's just a stick." He broke it in half to prove this. It was true, there was no special center.
Erin was now staring at her hands. "Th-that's why I came here. I-I'm protected when Dumbledore is here. With You-know-who in power, it's not safe for me."
"What do you mean, not safe?"
"Normally, you can't take a witch or wizard's power. But since an ovardus has such an abundance, you can. You can even turn a Muggle into a wizard, if you do it right. But....the process to take it..." Erin trailed off. She shivered.
"Is?" Harry asked, waiting.
"Is terrible. It requires draining the blood from their veins. And taking the breath from their lungs." Erin answered. At this point she burst into tears. And was making a lot of noise doing so.
"Shh, Shhh. It's ok Erin." Sirius tried to comfort her. "The only thing that can do this is the Eye of Drakonus, and it's been missing for over a hundred years." He looked incredibly uncomfortable. She was crying into his chest, and her arms were wrapped around his neck. He silently mouthed 'help' to the three people standing around him.
The sobs were reduced to soft whimpers and she wiped her eyes.
"But that's just it. It's been found. My father told me. But before the Ministry could destroy it, it was stolen."
"So? If they don't have it, no one can use it, right?" Ron said.
Hermione sighed. "No, Ron. If someone from the dark side has it, then they could use it to get You-know-who back in power."
Sirius put his head in his hands. "I guess I'l have to go look for it, see if I can bring it back."
"No, don't do that! You could get caught! All the Ministry wizards are looking for it now," Erin said.
"Wait, but why does it have to be you? There must be another ovardus or whatever around." Harry said.
"Yeah, I wish. I'm the only one. The last one died a few months ago. That's why I came to Hogwarts."
Suddenly a noise was heard from upstairs. Soft footsteps and mumbling. Sirius jumped up, and jumped into the fire.
"I'll owl you all if I find something. Stay Safe." He quickly disappeared.
"Well, that's definitely an eye opener."
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The next morning, Draco and Erin were sitting at the Slytherin table, Erin drinking Draco's coffee.
"Hey Draco?"
"Yeah?" He asked, taking a bite of eggs.
"What do you want to do?" She asked.
"Do? I dunno, I have Quidditch practice later today."
"No, I mean when you get out."
"Out? Of?" He asked, giving her a questioning look. Erin sighed.
"School, stupid! What do you want to do with your life?" She set the cup down, exasperated.
"OH! I don't know. I've never really thought about it before." He looked really thoughtful. "What do you want to do?"
"Well, I was thinking about being a slacker before, but now I think I want to be a detective. Solve crimes." She waited for his answer.
"Solve crimes, huh? What made you choose that career?"
"Well, I've heard that a lot of people in Azkaban never got a trial. I don't think that's fair. In fact, it's against the law back home. Unconstitutional."
Before Draco could answer, a large owl flew in and dropped a package on his plate, mashing his toast. "What the-" He didn't recognize the owl, nor the handwriting on the package.
Shrugging, he pulled the twine and ripped off the brown paper. There was a note sitting on the top. 'To Draco.' Now he remembered the script. It was his mother's.
He opened the package and pulled out a spectacular knife. It had a black curved handle, and a series of cuts in the blade. It was curved as well, and looked like the head of a dragon.
He ran is finger along the silver blade. It had an extremly sharp edge, and cut his finger. He put it in his mouth to suck up the blood.
Erin was admiring the knife as well, although she didn't touch it. It was, for lack of a better word, beautiful. The blade was obviously made by someone with a lot of magical power. It glinted in the sunlight that was pouring in from the windows.
Draco picked up the box and looked inside. He inverted it, and a small piece of parchment fell out. On it, there was an inscription.
"The Eye of Drakonus," Draco read out loud. The mug Erin was holding dropped to the ground and shattered on the floor. Her face paled.
"Erin? Are you ok?" She was now shaking from head to toe. When he went to touch her shoulder, trying to give comfort, she wrenched it away from him. Without a word, the girl ran out of the Great Hall and out of sight.
Everyone had seen this, and Harry looked about ready to murder Draco. Before he could move, Hermione saw the knife still sitting on the table. He eyes went wide.
"Oh my god, that's it!!" She said to Ron and Harry. She got up, grabbed Draco by the arm, who took up the blade. She dragged him out, Harry and Ron not far behind.
"Let go of me, Granger! I never asked you to touch me." She continued dragging him until they were outside of Dumbledore's office.
"Shut up Malfoy. Just shut up. We have to see Dumbledore now."
The four entered Dumbledore's office to find Erin sitting in a chair with her head in her hands. The old Professor was in a similar postion.
He looked up and saw the knife in Draco's hands.
"We need to talk, Mr. Malfoy."
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