AN: Thanks to my reviewers!
Lindiel: Thanks! I like to make sure everyone of my characters has a back story. I'm currently putting up a longer one for Patrick, mostly about how he found about portals and stuff like that.
PixiePea000: That's not me, really. All my Harry Potter stories have a bit of Lord of the Rings and the same goes the other way around.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! My characters are the extended Dolan family, the Americans found in this chapter, and everything about Hound's Hollow. I'm just a broke college student who writes for fun and to pass time between classes. I only own my Pointe Shoes.
With the younger witches and wizards in the next room talking about all manner of things, the adults held a closed door meeting in one of the larger living rooms.
Assorted chairs and couches were used to accommodate all those present. Albus Dumbledore sat at the head of the group. He took stock of those sitting in the room.
On one large couch, on the right side of the room, sat Patrick with Chris and Daisy. The three were talking in quick whispers. Patrick's mother, wife, and son had elected not to join the group. Instead, they had gone up to their respective rooms.
Two couches had been pushed end to end to accommodate the rather large group that sat on the left side of the room. In order, there sat James and his wife Lily. On the other side of James sat Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Madison, Remus's wife, sat next to Lily.
The three American women sat in chairs around the room.
Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. "Now that all of you are here. I have two, related, things I'd like to discuss. First, I'd like to thank Patrick for all the work he's been doing lately. Between letting us you his home to his portals, we owe Patrick a debt of gratitude. Patrick said that he will be picking up the rest of the Order of the Phoenix as well as the rest of the Hogwarts staff tomorrow," he started.
"Why is the rest of the staff coming here?" asked Remus, curiously.
"Minerva and I have agreed to have an advance sorting for all the transfer students. Thanks, again, to Patrick's kindness, we are going to have the sorting here. I'd like all of you to get the word out as soon as possible," Dumbledore announced.
The three American women, since they knew the towns' people best, volunteered to send out the owls. Dumbledore smiled and thanked the women. He knew that their reasons for doing this were two-fold. One, they wanted to help and, two, they wanted to make sure You-Know-Who couldn't hurt any more people.
After a few other minor messages, a full fledged meeting would be held upon the arrival of the rest of the members, the meeting broke up.
The first to head home were the three Americans owing to the fact it was really beyond Christine's bedtime.
Before they could run off, Patrick took his brother and sister-in-law aside. He had to tell them something very important about their daughter.
"Look guys," he said, leading them to the couch and sitting them down, "I have to tell you something."
"Is something wrong with you or mom or any of the siblings?" asked Chris.
Patrick shook his head.
"Is there something wrong with Cora?" Daisy asked, tentatively.
"Not now, anyway, but when she was little there was," Patrick answered.
"But, if it was in the past, then why are you telling us now?" Chris said.
"I have to get it off my chest and you have to know about it. When Cora was very little, maybe three or four, she got very sick. Since it was a Muggle disease of the bones and blood, the doctors at St. Mungo's couldn't figure out how to cure it. They told us to take her to a Muggle hospital and hope their treatments worked. You guys know how suspicious my mom is of Muggles, so she never went for treatment. Instead, she sends her to live with me. She lived with Kath, Conner and I for a while and she seemed to be getting better. Then, one night, she spiked this extremely high fever and we couldn't get it down with any amount of magic. Kathleen wanted to let her die in peace but I had other ideas. I packed her off on my horse, Windchaser, and took her to Middle Earth," Patrick began.
"You mean to tell us that your wife wanted to let our little girl die," Daisy said.
Patrick and Chris laughed; there had always been a little hostility between Daisy and Kathleen.
"She wanted her to die with dignity, let's say. Anyway, I took her to Middle Earth to the house of the grandfather of the girl who brought you guys back. He, and the people of his house, saved Cora," Patrick finished.
"You owe that family a lot, don't you?" asked Chris.
"We decided, a while back, that no one owed anyone anything but I'd like you to meet them eventually," Patrick answered.
Then he looked at the couple who seemed anxious to leave and said, "Go on and do whatever you're planning to do."
"Remus told you about Peter, right?" Sirius asked James and Lily.
"Yeah, I can't believe we trusted that slimy little good for nothing git," James said angrily.
"He also told us that you were in Azkaban for a crime you didn't commit and that you broke out," James added.
"Well, yeah but let's not discuss that here," Sirius said, avoiding a topic he'd rather not discuss.
"Are you safe here?" Lily asked Sirius.
Despite all his joking around with her, she genuinely liked the shaggy wizard.
"Yeah, I'm staying with Remus, Madison, and Gillian right now and everyone here's been really good about keeping me being here quiet," Sirius said.
"That's good, buddy," James said, punching Sirius in the arm.
"I guess. Look, get going and do something with your kid," Sirius said, "His family time type stuff is seriously lacking."
Lindiel: Thanks! I like to make sure everyone of my characters has a back story. I'm currently putting up a longer one for Patrick, mostly about how he found about portals and stuff like that.
PixiePea000: That's not me, really. All my Harry Potter stories have a bit of Lord of the Rings and the same goes the other way around.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! My characters are the extended Dolan family, the Americans found in this chapter, and everything about Hound's Hollow. I'm just a broke college student who writes for fun and to pass time between classes. I only own my Pointe Shoes.
With the younger witches and wizards in the next room talking about all manner of things, the adults held a closed door meeting in one of the larger living rooms.
Assorted chairs and couches were used to accommodate all those present. Albus Dumbledore sat at the head of the group. He took stock of those sitting in the room.
On one large couch, on the right side of the room, sat Patrick with Chris and Daisy. The three were talking in quick whispers. Patrick's mother, wife, and son had elected not to join the group. Instead, they had gone up to their respective rooms.
Two couches had been pushed end to end to accommodate the rather large group that sat on the left side of the room. In order, there sat James and his wife Lily. On the other side of James sat Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Madison, Remus's wife, sat next to Lily.
The three American women sat in chairs around the room.
Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. "Now that all of you are here. I have two, related, things I'd like to discuss. First, I'd like to thank Patrick for all the work he's been doing lately. Between letting us you his home to his portals, we owe Patrick a debt of gratitude. Patrick said that he will be picking up the rest of the Order of the Phoenix as well as the rest of the Hogwarts staff tomorrow," he started.
"Why is the rest of the staff coming here?" asked Remus, curiously.
"Minerva and I have agreed to have an advance sorting for all the transfer students. Thanks, again, to Patrick's kindness, we are going to have the sorting here. I'd like all of you to get the word out as soon as possible," Dumbledore announced.
The three American women, since they knew the towns' people best, volunteered to send out the owls. Dumbledore smiled and thanked the women. He knew that their reasons for doing this were two-fold. One, they wanted to help and, two, they wanted to make sure You-Know-Who couldn't hurt any more people.
After a few other minor messages, a full fledged meeting would be held upon the arrival of the rest of the members, the meeting broke up.
The first to head home were the three Americans owing to the fact it was really beyond Christine's bedtime.
Before they could run off, Patrick took his brother and sister-in-law aside. He had to tell them something very important about their daughter.
"Look guys," he said, leading them to the couch and sitting them down, "I have to tell you something."
"Is something wrong with you or mom or any of the siblings?" asked Chris.
Patrick shook his head.
"Is there something wrong with Cora?" Daisy asked, tentatively.
"Not now, anyway, but when she was little there was," Patrick answered.
"But, if it was in the past, then why are you telling us now?" Chris said.
"I have to get it off my chest and you have to know about it. When Cora was very little, maybe three or four, she got very sick. Since it was a Muggle disease of the bones and blood, the doctors at St. Mungo's couldn't figure out how to cure it. They told us to take her to a Muggle hospital and hope their treatments worked. You guys know how suspicious my mom is of Muggles, so she never went for treatment. Instead, she sends her to live with me. She lived with Kath, Conner and I for a while and she seemed to be getting better. Then, one night, she spiked this extremely high fever and we couldn't get it down with any amount of magic. Kathleen wanted to let her die in peace but I had other ideas. I packed her off on my horse, Windchaser, and took her to Middle Earth," Patrick began.
"You mean to tell us that your wife wanted to let our little girl die," Daisy said.
Patrick and Chris laughed; there had always been a little hostility between Daisy and Kathleen.
"She wanted her to die with dignity, let's say. Anyway, I took her to Middle Earth to the house of the grandfather of the girl who brought you guys back. He, and the people of his house, saved Cora," Patrick finished.
"You owe that family a lot, don't you?" asked Chris.
"We decided, a while back, that no one owed anyone anything but I'd like you to meet them eventually," Patrick answered.
Then he looked at the couple who seemed anxious to leave and said, "Go on and do whatever you're planning to do."
"Remus told you about Peter, right?" Sirius asked James and Lily.
"Yeah, I can't believe we trusted that slimy little good for nothing git," James said angrily.
"He also told us that you were in Azkaban for a crime you didn't commit and that you broke out," James added.
"Well, yeah but let's not discuss that here," Sirius said, avoiding a topic he'd rather not discuss.
"Are you safe here?" Lily asked Sirius.
Despite all his joking around with her, she genuinely liked the shaggy wizard.
"Yeah, I'm staying with Remus, Madison, and Gillian right now and everyone here's been really good about keeping me being here quiet," Sirius said.
"That's good, buddy," James said, punching Sirius in the arm.
"I guess. Look, get going and do something with your kid," Sirius said, "His family time type stuff is seriously lacking."