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Professor Snape led Ankha through Diagon Alley. The first place they went to was Gringotts. Snape stayed behind as a goblin escorted her to her vault. It took a good five minutes to get there which, at the speed they were going, was quite a ways down. She handed the goblin the key, and waited for him to open it. When he did, she could do nothing but stand in amazement at the piles of money in the vault. She quikly filled her purse with a sufficient amount and was about to leave when something caught her eye. In one corner lay a small, wooden box that was covered with cobwebs and dust. Ankha reached down to wipe some off and discovered the name Leana carved beautifully on the top. Intrigued, she grabbed the box as well. Once back to the world above, it took maybe two hours for Ankha to buy all the things on her list, and then they stopped at The Three Broomsticks to eat lunch because, as Snape put it, 'We will arrive in the middle of lunch, and I would rather not put up with the noise'. While they waited for their order (and Snape had buried himself in some book about potions), Ankha brought the box into her lap and gently wiped as much dust off as she could. The box was made of rosewood, and had elaborate carvings around it. On the top was a carving of a field of flowers with the name Leana enscribed across it. By now she had lifted it on the table and was studying the bottom, trying to find some sort of clue as to who the owner of it was. After a second she noticed Snape had stopped reading his book and was looking at the box with interest. She smiled at him.
"I found this in my vault. I thought it might be my mother's, but her name was Elena, and this says Leana." The wheels in Snape's head turned as though something should click, but it didn't. That name...he knew that name...but from where? He let the thoughts slip away as the food was brought to the table.
As soon as Ankha put all her things away, she hurried out of the room with her box. She wanted to find somewhere secluded where she could study it without being interuppted. After a couple of minutes of searching, she found an empty room and quietly slipped inside.
The first thing Ankha did was try to open the box, but it would not budge. She looked at the front and realized that it required a key. She thought at first to pick the lock, but then remembered something. Around her neck was tied a key. It hung on a strong chain, and she often hid it beneath her shirt. Mrs. Smith, from the orphanage, had told Ankha when the policemen found her, she had the key around her neck. What was most interesting was the fact that as she grew older, the chain grew longer to accomidate. She now removed the key from her neck and stuck it in the lock. To her surprise, the chest sprung open. Laying on top was a picture of a lady with long black hair, accompanied by startling black eyes. She took it out and layed it gently on the ground beside her. The next thing in the box was a picture of a boy. He was tall with black hair and eyes, and dressed in black robes. 'Kinda makes him look evil' she thought faintly as she looked at the picture. Under the two pictures was an odd array of small pictures and mementos, but one in particular caught her eye. It was a silver, heart-shaped locket, and on the inside was a picture of the lady's face on one side, and the boy's on the other. As she was digging through the various things, she heard voices just outside the door. As fast as she could, she stuffed everything back in the box and closed it. Just as she stood up, two tall redheaded boys came in. They carried a large cauldron between them and nearly jumped out of their skin when they saw her in there.
"What are you doing in here?" One asked.
"I am sorry, I thought this room was abandoned." The boys looked at each other in shock.
"I never knew Slytherins knew how to apologize." They set the cauldron on the floor, closed the door, came over to her and began to study her. They then began to talk to each other as though she could not hear them.
"She doesn't look to be ill, and certainly looks human."
"The robes are clearly Slytherin, this is an interesting case we have here." Then they turned to her. (AA: Oh great Merlin, what am I, a newly discovered species?)
"I am Fred."
"And I am George." She looked between the two. They were identical, she would never be able to tell the two apart!
"Ah, yes, you must be.."
"...the new girl. Ankha, was it?"
"Are you a prankster?" She smiled.
"Well...you could say that." The two boys smiled.
"Tell me, are you getting along good with your fellow Slytherins?" A big smile crept across her face now.
"Not too well, do you have something in mind?"
"How well are you at potions?" Fred asked as George went to prepare the cauldron.
"I do not do too well with traditional potions, but I did make one that turned the entire student body pink, literally." He patted her on the back.
"By George," He looked up. "I think we have the help we were looking for. Today we are doing something a little different, and only about a fourth of the people are involved; the Slytherin fourth." The rest of that afternoon Ankha spent over the cauldron, the box laying in a corner forgotten for the moment.
That night, three people crept through the shadows of Hogwarts. They made their way quickly, but silently; often checking some sort of map. At last they reached their destination, the Great Hall. They slipped in, one at a time, and made sure the Hall was completely empty before beginning their task. They went to the far table and began rubbing the top with some sort of potion. After the table was covered with the concoction, they argued briedly if they should put some at a Professor Snape's seat, but it was short lived when one pointed out the fact that other Professors would be effected by it as well. As soon as every trace of their expadition was removed, the three quikly slipped out of the Hall and into the shadows.
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