A/N: sorry I haven't posted for ages! My updates are going to be less
frequent now because I'm coming into exam time and these are REALLY REALLY
important exams. Sorry x a million guys! Neways, how did you find the last
chapters perspective? Thank you so much brilliant reviewers! I really
appreciate your time!
Disclaimer: see chapter 1
~*~*~*~ Chapter 25: Startling Discoveries ~*~*~*~
~*A couple of weeks have passed since we last heard what happened and nothing significant has come about.*~
"Hilary clam down, just relax. Think of something you absolutely love," Mrs Moody's voice said soothingly. The trio were being placed under fairly strong stress charms and Hilary wasn't coping as well. She racked her brains and thought of chocolate. Mmm, how it tasted, so good. Mrs Moody could see her starting to relax.
"That's it dear. I'm afraid you need a lot more practise Hilary. I want you to remain back an hour everyday after these two. This lesson is over. Harry, Draco, you may leave."
They got up, grabbed a piece of the chocolate in the dish by the dor and made their way out while Hilary continued practising.
"So what do you want to do now Harry?" Draco asked him. Ginny, Hermione and Ron had decided to go to the pool for the afternoon.
"Well I need to round up the other three. We need to practise for the game on Saturday." There was to be the last quidditch match, the finals on Saturday between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
"Hmm, I'll go hang out with the Slytherin's then," Draco said and walked of to Goyle's room.
Harry reached the pool and went in. Ginny was standing there with her back to him about to jump. Hermione and Ron turned around and saw him. He put a finger to his lips and crept up behind her.
"Now I'll show you what a real bomb is," Ginny said as she positioned herself. In a flash, Ginny had whipped around, grabbed Harry and jumped into the pool with him.
"Hey, that's not fair," Harry, said wiping his hair out of his eyes.
"Well, that's the way it goes," Ginny smirked at him before kissing him.
"Please! Not here! My best friend and my sister like this! It's really wrong." Ron turned his back on them.
"Get over it Ron," Hermione said splashing him.
"Ok, now I didn't come here to take a swim. We need to practise. I want you out on the pitch, dry and ready in ten minutes," He said as he climbed out and performed a drying spell on himself.
The others mumbled and climbed out of the pool heading towards the changing rooms.
After ten minutes they all stood out on the pitch as Harry went over a game strategy. Harry went to the broom shed and took out his broom. There was another package lying there.
"Hey Hermione. There's a present for you." She took it from him and opened it. There was a firebolt lying on the paper. There was also a note.
'Dear Hermione. Surprise! I know they aren't the best brooms in the world anymore, but I don't want to give your team too much of an advantage. Now don't ask me what it's for. I have a lot of extra cash and I don't need it. Oh, and do tell me when you receive this, just so I know you have got it. Yours only, Draco'
Ginny was reading over her shoulder. "Aw, that's so sweet. He's such a romantic," she said dreamily.
Harry shifted nervously. "You can have my old Firebolt Ginny," he said.
"Cool, thanks." She walked to the broomshed and replaced hers with his.
"Oi! What about me?" Ron asked.
"Maybe next time," Hermione said and giggled.
"Ok, enough broom exchanging, let's go. The other players should be here in five minutes."
They practised fiercely until it was dark and they were unable to hold their brooms anymore because of the cold.
"Ok team. We are going to practise again tomorrow from 3 to 6 and I expect you all to be here and give it your 100 percent," Harry told the team before they went to the Great Hall.
"Hi. How was your afternoon?" Hermione asked Draco.
"Yeah it was alright. I hung out with Goyle and Pansy. We just played wizards chess," he added uncertainly.
"I found your broom."
"At last. I put that there ages ago. You mustn't have seen it till now. How do you like it?"
"It's brilliant. Why did you give it to me?"
"I told you, I have a lot of spare money and nothing to do with it. Besides, am I not allowed to spoil my girlfriend once in a while," he smirked at her.
After an appetising dinner and dessert the six went back to their dorms. Harry was sitting in a corner by himself sorting out game moves. Ginny was admiring Harry's old broom and Hermione was sitting on the couch reading a book from the library about protection curses. Draco was in his room also devising a game plan for his team. The only person absent was Hilary. She was having a chat with Professor Dumbledore.
IN DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE
"Sit down Ms Whitman. Would you care for a drink, or a sweet?" he offered her a bowl of lemon sherbets.
"No thanks."
"Well to start of with, this may come as a blow to you, but you are not Voldemort's niece."
"That's a good thing though isn't it?" Hilary asked.
"No it isn't. You are his daughter."
Hilary gasped and gaped at him.
"But what about my parents? They brought me up. And if I'm his daughter, then I must be the heir and, your granddaughter?" she asked with an air of disbelief and curiosity.
"First, you are my granddaughter, yes. Second, your parents are your aunty and uncle. They informed me of the adoption recently and I haven't told you because I have been in shock myself. Thirdly, you are not the heir to Voldemort. Your twin sister is."
"I have a sister? But you said that she was a child. If she's a twin, then she is as old as I am!" Hilary exclaimed.
"Yes she is as old as you, but until you both turn 17, which I gather is a few weeks away, the transformation of her descend into darkness will be complete. you see, my daughter realised what would happen to one of you and she had to save you both. There was only enough time to rescue you. Voldemort never knew he had two daughters until someone in your family found out and informed him. Now we have been able to keep you from going to the dark side, because you haven't been subjected to the different curses and influences your other half faces. Now I know this is a lot to take in."
"My whole life has been a lie. I can't believe I was born from him! Of all the people! Voldemort! He is like 50 years older than me too!"
"I know this must be hard to deal with."
"Well of course it is! It's not everyday your told that, hey! Your father is a foul creep that kills people as a sport!"
"Now Hilary, clam down. There is more to this."
"I really don't feel like listening right now Professor. I'm really sorry," she muttered and stood up.
"I'm really sorry as well, because I cannot let you leave before hearing the last bit."
She sat back down and placed her head in her hands.
"Now, when we get to Voldemort's hideout, you need to find your twin. She will be under utmost supervision, most probably by Voldemort himself. That is why a few members of the Order, myself, Harry and Draco will accompany you. I am afraid that one of you may give up your life. I need you to get to her and hold her hand. There is something else I need you to hold. This chain," he extracted a long chain from his robes, "needs to placed around both of your necks after, and only after Voldemort has met his downfall."
"But what if Harry and Draco. don't manage to defeat him?" she asked timidly.
"Then I am afraid all hope is lost. But I assure you. It will not come to that. Now I want you to head back to your dorm room and go straight to sleep. I know you may want to explain a few things but I advise you not to. I also want you to sleeping Mr Malfoy's room tonight and you can talk to everyone the next day. You are exempt from classes tomorrow if you don't feel up to it. Mrs Moody knows what is going on, and she is going to explain everything I have told you now to the others tomorrow."
"Thank you Professor." She got up and silently headed towards the door.
"Oh, and Hilary?"
She turned around.
"Don't judge your twin too harshly. She hasn't gone to the dark side yet. She is still fighting. And my daughter wanted me to give this to you if I ever found out about our relationship." He pulled out a small pendant with a coat of arms on it.
"this is the Dumbledore family heirloom. It will always protect you."
She looked at the small silver plaque. It was a tiny thin glass cabinet within was a small silver sword.
"It's beautiful," she gasped and put it around her neck. "Thank you Professor." She mumbled and walked out towards her room.
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Disclaimer: see chapter 1
~*~*~*~ Chapter 25: Startling Discoveries ~*~*~*~
~*A couple of weeks have passed since we last heard what happened and nothing significant has come about.*~
"Hilary clam down, just relax. Think of something you absolutely love," Mrs Moody's voice said soothingly. The trio were being placed under fairly strong stress charms and Hilary wasn't coping as well. She racked her brains and thought of chocolate. Mmm, how it tasted, so good. Mrs Moody could see her starting to relax.
"That's it dear. I'm afraid you need a lot more practise Hilary. I want you to remain back an hour everyday after these two. This lesson is over. Harry, Draco, you may leave."
They got up, grabbed a piece of the chocolate in the dish by the dor and made their way out while Hilary continued practising.
"So what do you want to do now Harry?" Draco asked him. Ginny, Hermione and Ron had decided to go to the pool for the afternoon.
"Well I need to round up the other three. We need to practise for the game on Saturday." There was to be the last quidditch match, the finals on Saturday between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
"Hmm, I'll go hang out with the Slytherin's then," Draco said and walked of to Goyle's room.
Harry reached the pool and went in. Ginny was standing there with her back to him about to jump. Hermione and Ron turned around and saw him. He put a finger to his lips and crept up behind her.
"Now I'll show you what a real bomb is," Ginny said as she positioned herself. In a flash, Ginny had whipped around, grabbed Harry and jumped into the pool with him.
"Hey, that's not fair," Harry, said wiping his hair out of his eyes.
"Well, that's the way it goes," Ginny smirked at him before kissing him.
"Please! Not here! My best friend and my sister like this! It's really wrong." Ron turned his back on them.
"Get over it Ron," Hermione said splashing him.
"Ok, now I didn't come here to take a swim. We need to practise. I want you out on the pitch, dry and ready in ten minutes," He said as he climbed out and performed a drying spell on himself.
The others mumbled and climbed out of the pool heading towards the changing rooms.
After ten minutes they all stood out on the pitch as Harry went over a game strategy. Harry went to the broom shed and took out his broom. There was another package lying there.
"Hey Hermione. There's a present for you." She took it from him and opened it. There was a firebolt lying on the paper. There was also a note.
'Dear Hermione. Surprise! I know they aren't the best brooms in the world anymore, but I don't want to give your team too much of an advantage. Now don't ask me what it's for. I have a lot of extra cash and I don't need it. Oh, and do tell me when you receive this, just so I know you have got it. Yours only, Draco'
Ginny was reading over her shoulder. "Aw, that's so sweet. He's such a romantic," she said dreamily.
Harry shifted nervously. "You can have my old Firebolt Ginny," he said.
"Cool, thanks." She walked to the broomshed and replaced hers with his.
"Oi! What about me?" Ron asked.
"Maybe next time," Hermione said and giggled.
"Ok, enough broom exchanging, let's go. The other players should be here in five minutes."
They practised fiercely until it was dark and they were unable to hold their brooms anymore because of the cold.
"Ok team. We are going to practise again tomorrow from 3 to 6 and I expect you all to be here and give it your 100 percent," Harry told the team before they went to the Great Hall.
"Hi. How was your afternoon?" Hermione asked Draco.
"Yeah it was alright. I hung out with Goyle and Pansy. We just played wizards chess," he added uncertainly.
"I found your broom."
"At last. I put that there ages ago. You mustn't have seen it till now. How do you like it?"
"It's brilliant. Why did you give it to me?"
"I told you, I have a lot of spare money and nothing to do with it. Besides, am I not allowed to spoil my girlfriend once in a while," he smirked at her.
After an appetising dinner and dessert the six went back to their dorms. Harry was sitting in a corner by himself sorting out game moves. Ginny was admiring Harry's old broom and Hermione was sitting on the couch reading a book from the library about protection curses. Draco was in his room also devising a game plan for his team. The only person absent was Hilary. She was having a chat with Professor Dumbledore.
IN DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE
"Sit down Ms Whitman. Would you care for a drink, or a sweet?" he offered her a bowl of lemon sherbets.
"No thanks."
"Well to start of with, this may come as a blow to you, but you are not Voldemort's niece."
"That's a good thing though isn't it?" Hilary asked.
"No it isn't. You are his daughter."
Hilary gasped and gaped at him.
"But what about my parents? They brought me up. And if I'm his daughter, then I must be the heir and, your granddaughter?" she asked with an air of disbelief and curiosity.
"First, you are my granddaughter, yes. Second, your parents are your aunty and uncle. They informed me of the adoption recently and I haven't told you because I have been in shock myself. Thirdly, you are not the heir to Voldemort. Your twin sister is."
"I have a sister? But you said that she was a child. If she's a twin, then she is as old as I am!" Hilary exclaimed.
"Yes she is as old as you, but until you both turn 17, which I gather is a few weeks away, the transformation of her descend into darkness will be complete. you see, my daughter realised what would happen to one of you and she had to save you both. There was only enough time to rescue you. Voldemort never knew he had two daughters until someone in your family found out and informed him. Now we have been able to keep you from going to the dark side, because you haven't been subjected to the different curses and influences your other half faces. Now I know this is a lot to take in."
"My whole life has been a lie. I can't believe I was born from him! Of all the people! Voldemort! He is like 50 years older than me too!"
"I know this must be hard to deal with."
"Well of course it is! It's not everyday your told that, hey! Your father is a foul creep that kills people as a sport!"
"Now Hilary, clam down. There is more to this."
"I really don't feel like listening right now Professor. I'm really sorry," she muttered and stood up.
"I'm really sorry as well, because I cannot let you leave before hearing the last bit."
She sat back down and placed her head in her hands.
"Now, when we get to Voldemort's hideout, you need to find your twin. She will be under utmost supervision, most probably by Voldemort himself. That is why a few members of the Order, myself, Harry and Draco will accompany you. I am afraid that one of you may give up your life. I need you to get to her and hold her hand. There is something else I need you to hold. This chain," he extracted a long chain from his robes, "needs to placed around both of your necks after, and only after Voldemort has met his downfall."
"But what if Harry and Draco. don't manage to defeat him?" she asked timidly.
"Then I am afraid all hope is lost. But I assure you. It will not come to that. Now I want you to head back to your dorm room and go straight to sleep. I know you may want to explain a few things but I advise you not to. I also want you to sleeping Mr Malfoy's room tonight and you can talk to everyone the next day. You are exempt from classes tomorrow if you don't feel up to it. Mrs Moody knows what is going on, and she is going to explain everything I have told you now to the others tomorrow."
"Thank you Professor." She got up and silently headed towards the door.
"Oh, and Hilary?"
She turned around.
"Don't judge your twin too harshly. She hasn't gone to the dark side yet. She is still fighting. And my daughter wanted me to give this to you if I ever found out about our relationship." He pulled out a small pendant with a coat of arms on it.
"this is the Dumbledore family heirloom. It will always protect you."
She looked at the small silver plaque. It was a tiny thin glass cabinet within was a small silver sword.
"It's beautiful," she gasped and put it around her neck. "Thank you Professor." She mumbled and walked out towards her room.
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