Part 12-
Professor Krum sat in her office looking up at the portrait of Albus Dumbledore above the door. The headmaster before her. Her headmaster when she was a student. He'd never lost the Minister of Magic's daughter. And then she looked at the picture on her desk. She, Ron and Harry, on the day they graduated from Hogwarts. Her three best friends. She'd let one of them down so much. His own daughter had been under her care and she lost her. 'I'm a terrible Headmistress.' She thought. 'I should have let Snape have the job.' She shook her head in her hands and sighed. As she was drifting off to sleep she heard her door creak open.
"Professor Hermione Krum, miss?" Dobby, the green, old house elf stood halfway in her office and halfway in the corridor in front of it. She raised her head and smiled at him.
"Dobby, come on in." She declared. He walked to the desk and Hermione marveled at him. He was dressed, head to toe. Wearing a small tweed suit and a red bow tie, he was the head of the house elves at Hogwarts. "What do you need, a raise?" She asked. House elf treatment had
Changed drastically since Dumbledore, that was something she prided herself in.
"Oh, no no, Professor Hermione Krum Miss. Dobby has to tell Professor Hermione Krum miss something." He mumbled nervously. Krum nodded and urged Dobby to continue. "When Ninky and Yodele were cleaning in the Sixth Year Boys Dormitory of the Gryffindor tower they found a carving in the wood. A girls name on Peter Zahut's bedpost that wasn't there before." Hermione got up from her desk.
"Alright Dobby, let's go." The two left the office, it was lunch time and all the students were in the Great Hall so they reached the Fat Lady quicker than usual.
"Headmistress Gran- Krum, what a delightful pleasure!" The Fat Lady said, rolling all her 'r's.
"Yes, it is isn't it. Would you be so kind?" She asked and flipped her hand to her.
"Of course, dear." She said and the frame swung aside and led to the Gryffindor Common room. She looked around, a picture of Megan sat on the fireplace. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her middle finger up in the air she sat there as an ever obvious memorial to the Gryffindor students. They all knew she was dead. It had only been a week and they knew she must be dead. Professor Krum hoped for the best. Dobby called for her to come and they went upstairs, passed five doors and then opened the sixth. Ninky and Yodele, two brown, sad, big-eyed house elves stood by the bed looking at the bedpost.
"Let's see this carving." She said, Ninky lifted the sheet and Hermione crouched down and looked at the old marking.
"It looks like it is from a long time ago, Professor Hermione Krum miss." Hermione looked at it and traced it with her fingernail. "A very long time ago and no House elf remembers it being there before." She smiled a bit and looked at it closer.
"I don't know what to tell you boys." She said and stood back up. "But it's not recent that's something I'm positive about."
"So what is it?" Yodele asked.
"I don't know."
***
'Seven days.' Megan thought biting her nails, curled up in a corner of the couch. 'I've been in the past for seven days. That's a long time to be time traveling.' She thought. 'I haven't had a good meal in seven days.' That was her biggest issue. 'Bro-dawg and Louie and Joel and Alice and Pete and Matt. They all miss me I bet. I bet they all think I'm dead.' She looked into the fire she had built herself. 'I want to go home.' Sirius was sitting next to her staring at her, confused.
"Why won't you say something? You just have this blank stare and I'm scared." He said and looked into the fire to, thinking there may be something in there he hadn't seen.
"Why don't you go to class? You're skipping and that's bad." She said. She wanted to leave.
"It's Saturday." He said. She kept looking away. "Are you still mad about the Jim Morrison thing?"
"That was a dirty, dirty trick, Sirius." She said, scornfully.
"Why the hell did you believe that? Jim Morrison suddenly showing up at Hogwarts after he's been dead for five years? I mean it's beyond ridiculous." He said in his defense.
"I get the point." She said and put her thumb in her mouth, biting the nail.
"Even if he did come back to life, how could he come to Hogwarts?" Sirius continued.
"I get the point." Megan repeated, she could feel the rage bubbling inside her.
"Is he magical or some-" Sirius attempted to continue but was cut off by Megan- punching him across the face. She stood up and unclenched her fist. He looked up at her, astonished and afraid.
"Ow..." He said with confusion.
"I get the point." She said and then turned away.
"Where are you going?" He asked, his hand on his cheek.
"I'm going to bed." She said and slung the door open and it wheezed closed behind her. As soon as she was out of sight, the Portrait hole door swung open. Reumus and Peter walked in and looked at Sirius with his hand plastered to his face.
"What happened to you?" Peter asked.
"Megan hit me." He answered.
"Why?" Peter continued his inquisition.
"No reason, really."
"I told you she was trouble!" Reumus said and sat down on the couch.
As this conversation went on, Megan was plodding up the stairs angrily, tightening and letting go her hand. It hurt when she hit Sirius. She wouldn't do that again. 'He's pretty thick headed.' She thought and laughed at herself. 'I crack me up.' When she got to the door to the dormitory she pulled it open and saw that the curtains on James' bed were pulled shut.
"James, I hope you're not taking a nap because it's your turn to sleep on the floor." She
said, approaching the bed. She grabbed the curtain and pulled it open with a jerk to reveal James and Lily {A/N: Fully clothed mind you, no Harry makin tonight}. Lily jumped back with a shout and fell off the bed with a thud. Megan and James watched silently as she clung to fabric and bedposts and attempted to stand back up.
"Are you doing all right, Lily?" James asked and looked at her as she finally got to her feet.
"I'm fine. James, who is this?" She asked, still in shock.
"This? Um, this is-"
"What do you think you're doing with my little bitch?" Megan asked, hands on her hips. She smacked him in the back of the head. "I knew we should have put a leash on you. You're getting fixed tomorrow!" She declared and sat on Sirius' bed.
"What? How are you her little bitch? I'm so confused." She said and put her hands on the top of her head and sat down.
"I'm not her little bitch, Lily."
"Then what is she doing here."
"You know, how when you're a kid and your walking down the street and then there's a dog?" Lily looked at him with confusion but nodded for him to continue. "Well, the dog follows you home. You hide the dog in your room so your parents never find out. But then, while you're at classes the dog-"
"I think I'm more of a cat person, James." Megan interrupted. "I mean I have a dog at home and all, but I think if I were an animal I'd be a cat."
"Let me finish my story Megan."
"Sorry, go ahead."
"Anyway, Lily, the dog- or cat- goes around and steals your dad -or girlfriend's- make up -or shoes- and then-"
"Is she the one stealing our makeup?"
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! They made me do it."
"We did not!"
"If you hadn't pushed my bag out the window..."
"That was an accident and it was Reumus."
"He was doing it on purpose! He hated me from the start and THREW my bag out the window into the Forbidden For- Did you call Lily your girlfriend?" She asked, changing her tone at the end of her statement.
"I did..." James said realizing it.
"That can't be cost effective for you, Lil." Megan said and looked over at her.
"Excuse me?" Lily looked confused at Megan.
"This cuddle session alone is going to cost you sixty Galleons." She said, referring to her 'little bitch' comment.
"I'm not paying to cuddle with my boyfriend... We weren't cuddling."
"You were not having sex. Please tell me you weren't having sex."
"We weren't."
"If there is a God in Heaven you will not tell me you were having sex."
"We were just talking."
"LIAR!" She screamed and got in the fetal position on the bed.
"But I'm not lying." Lily said and looked at James in panic.
"SEX IS NOT YOUR FRIEND!"
"You talk about sex all the time Megan." James said.
"Not when it involves you having sex. You will be an old man someday."
"Everyone is going to be old someday." Lily mentioned.
"Yes, but I won't know them all someday." She reasoned. 'They won't all be my GRANDPARENTS someday.' She thought.
"I'm totally lost." Lily turned to James.
"Megan, Megan is a special girl."
"I noticed."
"Megan is from the future."
"No she's not."
"Yes, yes she is."
"Hoohoohoo." Lily made a noise of confusion and looked at Megan. "I- I've got to tell Dumbledore." Prefect Lily kicked into action right there. She got up off the bed and started moving to the door, with James and Megan close behind.
"No, no, no!" James said and chased after her.
"You can't tell Dumbledore." Megan said and tried to grab her wrist. "Have you ever kissed a Malfoy?" Megan stalled.
"What?" She succeeded.
"Have you?" James asked. The three of them stood in the hallway James and Lily were looking at each other with sincerity.
"No." Lily said.
"You kinda have the face of a person who's kissed a Malfoy."
"What does a person who's kissed a Malfoy look like?"
"Me." Megan said proudly. 'And that's extra funny because I do kinda look like her.' Megan thought.
"Anyway..." Lily went to turn around but James grabbed her.
"Have you?"
"There was this one time during a Potions project. It was no big deal and it was just a little thing and-"
"I'm never kissing you again." He said, disgusted.
"Did you enjoy it?" Megan asked.
"No it was actually kind of nausiating." She said, embarrased. Then she kept walking.
"Lily, please!" James pleaded.
"If you tell Dumbledore, they'll send me back."
"That's the idea, a return to normalcy." Lily said, they were almost to the stairs.
"Megan's running from the Ministry." James said.
"Harboring a criminal! I am ashamed of you James Potter."
"If I go back, they'll send me to Alakazam."
"Azkaban, Megan." James corrected.
"Right, that place."
"That is not my cross to bear." Lily said and kept going, almost to the door. They kept shooting excuses for her not to tell without realizing what they were doing until Megan got so frustrated that she shouted.
"DON'T SEND ME BACK TO THE FUTURE!" She threw her arms in the air and stopped. Then opened one eye and looked around. The glow of the fire in the Common room was all she saw but could hear people breathing around her. She opened the other eye and then put her arms down, looking around she realized exactly where she was- in the middle of the Gryffindor common room on Saturday night.
{A/N: Woop woop! Another chapter of excitement. How about it? Happy New Year everyone. I hope we get BOOK 6 this year. That would be exciting! Woop woop. Alrighty well, Read and Review. Much Love.}
Professor Krum sat in her office looking up at the portrait of Albus Dumbledore above the door. The headmaster before her. Her headmaster when she was a student. He'd never lost the Minister of Magic's daughter. And then she looked at the picture on her desk. She, Ron and Harry, on the day they graduated from Hogwarts. Her three best friends. She'd let one of them down so much. His own daughter had been under her care and she lost her. 'I'm a terrible Headmistress.' She thought. 'I should have let Snape have the job.' She shook her head in her hands and sighed. As she was drifting off to sleep she heard her door creak open.
"Professor Hermione Krum, miss?" Dobby, the green, old house elf stood halfway in her office and halfway in the corridor in front of it. She raised her head and smiled at him.
"Dobby, come on in." She declared. He walked to the desk and Hermione marveled at him. He was dressed, head to toe. Wearing a small tweed suit and a red bow tie, he was the head of the house elves at Hogwarts. "What do you need, a raise?" She asked. House elf treatment had
Changed drastically since Dumbledore, that was something she prided herself in.
"Oh, no no, Professor Hermione Krum Miss. Dobby has to tell Professor Hermione Krum miss something." He mumbled nervously. Krum nodded and urged Dobby to continue. "When Ninky and Yodele were cleaning in the Sixth Year Boys Dormitory of the Gryffindor tower they found a carving in the wood. A girls name on Peter Zahut's bedpost that wasn't there before." Hermione got up from her desk.
"Alright Dobby, let's go." The two left the office, it was lunch time and all the students were in the Great Hall so they reached the Fat Lady quicker than usual.
"Headmistress Gran- Krum, what a delightful pleasure!" The Fat Lady said, rolling all her 'r's.
"Yes, it is isn't it. Would you be so kind?" She asked and flipped her hand to her.
"Of course, dear." She said and the frame swung aside and led to the Gryffindor Common room. She looked around, a picture of Megan sat on the fireplace. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her middle finger up in the air she sat there as an ever obvious memorial to the Gryffindor students. They all knew she was dead. It had only been a week and they knew she must be dead. Professor Krum hoped for the best. Dobby called for her to come and they went upstairs, passed five doors and then opened the sixth. Ninky and Yodele, two brown, sad, big-eyed house elves stood by the bed looking at the bedpost.
"Let's see this carving." She said, Ninky lifted the sheet and Hermione crouched down and looked at the old marking.
"It looks like it is from a long time ago, Professor Hermione Krum miss." Hermione looked at it and traced it with her fingernail. "A very long time ago and no House elf remembers it being there before." She smiled a bit and looked at it closer.
"I don't know what to tell you boys." She said and stood back up. "But it's not recent that's something I'm positive about."
"So what is it?" Yodele asked.
"I don't know."
***
'Seven days.' Megan thought biting her nails, curled up in a corner of the couch. 'I've been in the past for seven days. That's a long time to be time traveling.' She thought. 'I haven't had a good meal in seven days.' That was her biggest issue. 'Bro-dawg and Louie and Joel and Alice and Pete and Matt. They all miss me I bet. I bet they all think I'm dead.' She looked into the fire she had built herself. 'I want to go home.' Sirius was sitting next to her staring at her, confused.
"Why won't you say something? You just have this blank stare and I'm scared." He said and looked into the fire to, thinking there may be something in there he hadn't seen.
"Why don't you go to class? You're skipping and that's bad." She said. She wanted to leave.
"It's Saturday." He said. She kept looking away. "Are you still mad about the Jim Morrison thing?"
"That was a dirty, dirty trick, Sirius." She said, scornfully.
"Why the hell did you believe that? Jim Morrison suddenly showing up at Hogwarts after he's been dead for five years? I mean it's beyond ridiculous." He said in his defense.
"I get the point." She said and put her thumb in her mouth, biting the nail.
"Even if he did come back to life, how could he come to Hogwarts?" Sirius continued.
"I get the point." Megan repeated, she could feel the rage bubbling inside her.
"Is he magical or some-" Sirius attempted to continue but was cut off by Megan- punching him across the face. She stood up and unclenched her fist. He looked up at her, astonished and afraid.
"Ow..." He said with confusion.
"I get the point." She said and then turned away.
"Where are you going?" He asked, his hand on his cheek.
"I'm going to bed." She said and slung the door open and it wheezed closed behind her. As soon as she was out of sight, the Portrait hole door swung open. Reumus and Peter walked in and looked at Sirius with his hand plastered to his face.
"What happened to you?" Peter asked.
"Megan hit me." He answered.
"Why?" Peter continued his inquisition.
"No reason, really."
"I told you she was trouble!" Reumus said and sat down on the couch.
As this conversation went on, Megan was plodding up the stairs angrily, tightening and letting go her hand. It hurt when she hit Sirius. She wouldn't do that again. 'He's pretty thick headed.' She thought and laughed at herself. 'I crack me up.' When she got to the door to the dormitory she pulled it open and saw that the curtains on James' bed were pulled shut.
"James, I hope you're not taking a nap because it's your turn to sleep on the floor." She
said, approaching the bed. She grabbed the curtain and pulled it open with a jerk to reveal James and Lily {A/N: Fully clothed mind you, no Harry makin tonight}. Lily jumped back with a shout and fell off the bed with a thud. Megan and James watched silently as she clung to fabric and bedposts and attempted to stand back up.
"Are you doing all right, Lily?" James asked and looked at her as she finally got to her feet.
"I'm fine. James, who is this?" She asked, still in shock.
"This? Um, this is-"
"What do you think you're doing with my little bitch?" Megan asked, hands on her hips. She smacked him in the back of the head. "I knew we should have put a leash on you. You're getting fixed tomorrow!" She declared and sat on Sirius' bed.
"What? How are you her little bitch? I'm so confused." She said and put her hands on the top of her head and sat down.
"I'm not her little bitch, Lily."
"Then what is she doing here."
"You know, how when you're a kid and your walking down the street and then there's a dog?" Lily looked at him with confusion but nodded for him to continue. "Well, the dog follows you home. You hide the dog in your room so your parents never find out. But then, while you're at classes the dog-"
"I think I'm more of a cat person, James." Megan interrupted. "I mean I have a dog at home and all, but I think if I were an animal I'd be a cat."
"Let me finish my story Megan."
"Sorry, go ahead."
"Anyway, Lily, the dog- or cat- goes around and steals your dad -or girlfriend's- make up -or shoes- and then-"
"Is she the one stealing our makeup?"
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! They made me do it."
"We did not!"
"If you hadn't pushed my bag out the window..."
"That was an accident and it was Reumus."
"He was doing it on purpose! He hated me from the start and THREW my bag out the window into the Forbidden For- Did you call Lily your girlfriend?" She asked, changing her tone at the end of her statement.
"I did..." James said realizing it.
"That can't be cost effective for you, Lil." Megan said and looked over at her.
"Excuse me?" Lily looked confused at Megan.
"This cuddle session alone is going to cost you sixty Galleons." She said, referring to her 'little bitch' comment.
"I'm not paying to cuddle with my boyfriend... We weren't cuddling."
"You were not having sex. Please tell me you weren't having sex."
"We weren't."
"If there is a God in Heaven you will not tell me you were having sex."
"We were just talking."
"LIAR!" She screamed and got in the fetal position on the bed.
"But I'm not lying." Lily said and looked at James in panic.
"SEX IS NOT YOUR FRIEND!"
"You talk about sex all the time Megan." James said.
"Not when it involves you having sex. You will be an old man someday."
"Everyone is going to be old someday." Lily mentioned.
"Yes, but I won't know them all someday." She reasoned. 'They won't all be my GRANDPARENTS someday.' She thought.
"I'm totally lost." Lily turned to James.
"Megan, Megan is a special girl."
"I noticed."
"Megan is from the future."
"No she's not."
"Yes, yes she is."
"Hoohoohoo." Lily made a noise of confusion and looked at Megan. "I- I've got to tell Dumbledore." Prefect Lily kicked into action right there. She got up off the bed and started moving to the door, with James and Megan close behind.
"No, no, no!" James said and chased after her.
"You can't tell Dumbledore." Megan said and tried to grab her wrist. "Have you ever kissed a Malfoy?" Megan stalled.
"What?" She succeeded.
"Have you?" James asked. The three of them stood in the hallway James and Lily were looking at each other with sincerity.
"No." Lily said.
"You kinda have the face of a person who's kissed a Malfoy."
"What does a person who's kissed a Malfoy look like?"
"Me." Megan said proudly. 'And that's extra funny because I do kinda look like her.' Megan thought.
"Anyway..." Lily went to turn around but James grabbed her.
"Have you?"
"There was this one time during a Potions project. It was no big deal and it was just a little thing and-"
"I'm never kissing you again." He said, disgusted.
"Did you enjoy it?" Megan asked.
"No it was actually kind of nausiating." She said, embarrased. Then she kept walking.
"Lily, please!" James pleaded.
"If you tell Dumbledore, they'll send me back."
"That's the idea, a return to normalcy." Lily said, they were almost to the stairs.
"Megan's running from the Ministry." James said.
"Harboring a criminal! I am ashamed of you James Potter."
"If I go back, they'll send me to Alakazam."
"Azkaban, Megan." James corrected.
"Right, that place."
"That is not my cross to bear." Lily said and kept going, almost to the door. They kept shooting excuses for her not to tell without realizing what they were doing until Megan got so frustrated that she shouted.
"DON'T SEND ME BACK TO THE FUTURE!" She threw her arms in the air and stopped. Then opened one eye and looked around. The glow of the fire in the Common room was all she saw but could hear people breathing around her. She opened the other eye and then put her arms down, looking around she realized exactly where she was- in the middle of the Gryffindor common room on Saturday night.
{A/N: Woop woop! Another chapter of excitement. How about it? Happy New Year everyone. I hope we get BOOK 6 this year. That would be exciting! Woop woop. Alrighty well, Read and Review. Much Love.}