Title: Harry Potter and the Secret of the Orb
Chapter Two: Insane Oddities
Written By: Bat and Wolf
Beta-Read By: Bat and Wolf, along with Stevie and Suleika.
E-mail Us At: BatandWolf333@yahoo.com
Genres: Action/Adventure/Romance
Rated: PG-13
Summary: In Harry Potter's 6th year, four females from Beauxbatons show up on an assignment to reunite the past souls of the most courageous warriors in Wizarding History. Together in peace and harmony, these four souls can actually stop Voldemort from obtaining the secret of the orb which will grant him unbelievable power to destroy everyone. It's up to these four girls to reunite the souls before it's too late...
Dedicated to: Skylar, for wanting to be part of the story yet not being part of it because we were too lazy to include him in this.
Warnings: Spoilers for Books #1-5, sort of AU (Alternative Universe), Mary- Sue (self-inserted characters; created characters), OOC (Out of Character), and profanity.
Disclaimer: We do not own the Harry Potter series, J.K. Rowling does. We only own characters in the story you've never heard of and the idea behind this story. If you wish to use any character from us that you've never heard of, please ask permission by contacting us at BatandWolf333@yahoo.com with a subject line of "Question: Can I Use Your Characters?" otherwise, it shall not be opened.
Author's Notes: Bat and Wolf here! Yes, we are two separate people. Do you have a problem with that?
Bat says: "I'm a tad tired." *Yawn*
Wolf says: "You should be! You went ballistic over the damn story!"
Bat says: "Oh well, at least, we have two reviews." *Sighs*
Wolf says: "I guess that's good. We could of always gotten a flame."
*Bat and Wolf nod in agreement and head off to do other things.* ____________________________________________________________________________ __
The whole Great Hall -- most of the teachers and all the students alike -- seemed to be ogling at the four adolescent females after their Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore announced that he had awaited them the entire time.
"Ahem," Albus Dumbledore coughed slightly before continuing, "It is rude to stare, please discontinue this action and welcome our guests," and everyone in the Great Hall seemed to be even more flabbergasted and Dumbledore simply disregarded it.
"Anyway, Misses -- Black, Fiery, Kiss, and White, its time for you to be sorted..." Albus Dumbledore added as one by one they walked to the Sorting Hat; the first one going up -- Vindictive Black.
"Ah... Professor Dumbledore, it is great to see you once again," Vindictive commented aloud as she began walking up to the Sorting Hat and Albus Dumbledore agreed saying, "Likewise, how is your mother? Your uncle told me she was researching for the department of Witchcraft and Wizardry of Additional Abilities and has been quite busy." Vindictive just nodded and sat on a stool, putting on the Sorting Hat, awaiting a response and the hat screeched out, "Slytherin!"
"Heh, that's no surprise..." a satisfied voice belonging to none other than Professor Severus Snape who quirked a smirk, standing up from his seat at the Staff Table. Vindictive just glared at him and he shut his porthole and sat down once again. Everyone who saw this and had no idea who Vindictive Black was as bewildered as ever.
Professor Remus Lupin just replied to Professor Severus Snape's remark arguing, "Just because her mother was in Slytherin doesn't mean she was going to be one as well. I mean, come on, her father was a Gryffindor!"
Severus Snape just quoted using his fingers, "Like mother, like daughter..."
Remus Lupin just growled irritatedly, "Her mother entrusted her to my care, not yours."
Severus Snape simply snorted, crossing his arms, "Her mother is an idiot."
At the last statement, Nirvana White interrupted, "Would you two stop behaving like children? Vindictive's mother clearly isn't an idiot because we all know that if she left her daughter in your care, Professor Snape, she'd be hunted down because you're a spy, therefore, she can only trust a person who hardly has anything to worry about, Professor Lupin."
Everyone turned their heads to Nirvana White. They were completely astounded. Was she speaking the truth? If she did... Whoa, Snape was a spy? It was pretty hard to believe.
Faith Fiery, who was standing next to Nirvana, elbowed her telling her, "Nirv, you weren't supposed to say that..."
Vindictive, who was already sitting at the Slytherin table, incessantly kept nodding her head back and forth scolding Nirvana.
Serenity Kiss just sighed and moved on forward responding about the obvious, "What's done is done... Stop scolding Nirvana, it's not her fault that for once she spoke before she thought." Nirvana just vehemently groused.
"Ahem, may we continue the sorting now?" The aggravated voice asking was obviously from none other then the Sorting Hat.
"Very well..." Professor Dumbledore established and the next person going up to sit in the stool was Faith Fiery. However, before Faith Fiery sat down, she smiled and acknowledged Albus Dumbledore's twinkling eyes as a greeting. After this she sat humming a song when the hat yelled out, "Gryffindor!"
As Faith Fiery strolled down the stairs to go to her table -- the Gryffindor table -- she realized something. All the students were so surprised at their arrival that not once since they came in, no one clapped. This made her feel a bit unwelcomed, but she realized that it was the only reaction she could get and sighed.
The Sorting Hat moaned sarcastically, "Two sorted, two left to be sorted, oh joy... Kiss, are you going to get up here or am I going to have to drag you?"
Because of the disruptive declaration, Serenity merely rolled her eyes at the damn hat's impatience and went up complaining about how no one in the Wizarding world had patience when the hat decreed, "Hufflepuff!"
Before Serenity got off the stool, she grabbed the hat and with the tip of her wand, whispered a spell and set the hat on fire.
Professor Dumbledore just undid the spell and reprimanded Serenity, "You do not do that to the Sorting Hat, no matter how evil it is... You pull it on all directions like this..." Dumbledore explained, grabbing that hat, and squeezing the life out of it until the hat tiredly murmured, "I'll be polite, just let me go..." and Professor Dumbledore smiled, unaware that the whole Great Hall was staring awkwardly as Serenity stepped down the stairs.
"Anyhow, Miss White, you're the last one," the Hat uttered the apparent and before she went to the stool, Dumbledore signaled for a meeting later on with some gestures and Nirvana nodded, placing the hat on her head. With that, the hat bawled out, "Ravenclaw!" and with that, the Sorting was over with Nirvana heading to the Ravenclaw table.
"Ravenclaw, interesting... I wonder how you got sorted in there..." Professor Lupin wondered aloud to Nirvana, who just shrugged, not really caring.
"Simple... I recap again, 'Like mother, like daughter,'" Professor Snape repeated.
"Would you shut up, Snape? I wasn't asking you!" Professor Lupin just rolled his eyes annoyingly and Dumbledore just coughed to signal the end of the argument.
"Anyhow, to those who are new to Hogwarts -- welcome and to those are coming back to us -- welcome back! This year, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Professor Remus Lupin. For those who know him and for those who will get to know him, yes, he is a werewolf. Do not be alarmed, Professor Severus Snape, our Potions teacher is monthly making the Wolfsbane Potion which enables Professor Lupin to keep his mind in tact during his transformations. When the full moon, is out do not go anywhere near the Whomping Willow... Anyway, as usual do not go into the Forbidden Forest..." and Professor Dumbledore went into an immense, intricate, irking speech...
Finally, it was over; the students ate; and were headed off by the 5th year prefects to their rooms. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
As they went up the stairs, Hermione, Ron, and Harry had just escaped a bunch of curious warlocks and witches who were hunting down Ron measly because he knew one of the girls who arrived.
"Ron, we're home free!" Harry alleged, grinning.
Hermione nodded, asserting, "Yes, we are... So can you tell us what you know?"
Ron sighed and nodded as they went inside the Common Room and informed them, "I know Faith Fiery."
"Which one is that?" catechized Harry inquisitively.
"The Gryffindor, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed a tad aggravated at Harry's forgetfulness, smacking his head somewhat.
"How do you know her, Ron?" inquired Harry after shooting a death glare at Hermione for her smack.
"I'm his cousin," a shadowy-figure's voice appeared out of no where, as the figure stepped forward -- it was Faith Fiery.
"Heh... hi Faith," Ron stammered a tad nervously.
"Ronald Weasley, is that how you greet me?" Faith reproached Ron and then, Ron just hugged her and then introduced Harry and Hermione.
"Ah..." Faith bobbled her head accepting the introductions and then introduced herself.
"Hey Fai, what are you doing here?" Ron queried and then Faith retorted, "It's none of your concern, Ron. I'll just leave it that my friends and I were sent here from Beauxbatons for a purpose and that purpose must be fulfilled."
"You're friends with them? One of them is a Slytherin, Fai! What's wrong with you?" Ron squabbled angrily.
"That Slytherin happens to be my best friend, so, watch your tone there..." Faith warned.
Hermione watching the full fight sighed. Harry just beamed, for it seemed someone finally knew how to shut Ron up. Apparently, Ron ended up apologizing to Faith once she hit him with a wing.
"You're a fairy?" Harry quandared incredibly, staring at Faith's gorgeous golden wings that kept glistening frequently.
Faith nodded, inserting more information, "Yup, I am. I'm only half, though. I would be a complete fairy, if I was pureblood, but I'm not."
Hermione's eyes popped out, literally, "You're not pureblooded?"
Faith shaked her head answering, "Nope, I'm not. My father is Muggle-born and my mother is a pureblood. I'm a half-blood. My father for some strange reason was a full fairy even if was Muggle-born and when I was conceived, I was to be a half-blood, and had a chance to be a fairy and ended up so, but considering I'd be a half-blood, I would be a half-blood fairy if I was to even be a fairy."
"Anyway... enough about me, tell me about yourselves," Faith urged immensely, having a slight vibe that she was about to be somewhat in trouble and boy, she was right.
"Faith Fiery? Oh Merlin's beard! I know who you are... You're that half- blood fairy and witch from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who helped save everyone during the fire last year which was caused by a enigmatic Witch or Wizard, some thinking it was a Death Eater after Madame Maxine because she and Hagrid are helping Dumbledore keep some sort of Staff or something like that because Lord Voldemort had it once and if he gets it, his full power will return!" Hermione clarified instantly, blinking instantly as she got the picture.
"Is that true, Faith?" Ron spoke up, absolutely shocked that his cousin couldn't trust him with such matters.
"Sadly, yes... Don't yell at me for not telling you, though. I just don't like people knowing about that because everyone wants to take advantage of my powers and because it then interferes with my mission. I really loathe it that everywhere I go, somehow someone recognizes me. Being in the spotlight is exhausting and people only see what you've done and not who you are," Faith Fiery enlightened them all and Harry Potter just approvingly concurred his head.
Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, remarked: "Faith, I know how that feels like. It really gets on my nerves, but it's my usual life; I really can't imagine having to live without it."
Faith Fiery dipped her head and determinedly consented, "Yup, you do have a point, Harry..." and then Faith yawned vaguely.
"I'm going to my room, good night, everyone..." Faith Fiery excused herself, but before she could go, Ron solicited, "You have your own room?" and Faith just waggled her head, meandering away. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
"I can't believe she has her own room! Not even prefects get their own room!" Ron cried out for what seemed to be the millionth time in the Gryffindor Common Room to Harry because Hermione had already gone to bed.
"Who you shut up about it, already?" Harry angrily countered, feeling as if he wanted to make Ron never talk again by ripping his tonsils out.
"I'm sorry, Harry," Ron apologized and then inhaled air before going on any further, "It just surprises me that she's here; I mean, I haven't seen her in years and then, with the whole bit Hermione told us about the Staff or whatever it is. It also makes me think if Lupin being here is coincidental and Snape being affirmed in public, that he's a spy? Then, their argument? It doesn't make sense..."
"No, it doesn't. However, if Voldemort is up to something, sooner or later we will know. I wouldn't dig too deep into it, at the moment," Harry emphasized acting a bit too Hermione-like.
"Mate, what's wrong with you? You sound like Hermione. What's gotten into to you?" A look of concern washed over Ron's face.
"Ah... I'm fine..." insisted a tired Harry, who was about to yawn and seemed to have a twinkle in his emerald-green eyes.
"Harry, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're daydreaming about a girl!" Ron professed.
"..." was all Harry could verbalize and he stood up, strolled about, and went to his dorm while Ron just smirked because he knew that by Harry's reaction, he was indeed correct. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
"Serenity, open your damn door!" ordered Faith, impatiently.
"Coming..." Serenity merely demurred and headed to her door, unlocking it, simply stating the obvious, "You do realize its 2 o'clock in the morning, right?"
"Yes..." Faith hissed, crossing her arms, resuming, "We need to go to Dumbledore's office, remember?"
"At this ungodly hour?" Serenity droned wanting to kill Dumbledore, piece by piece.
"Yes, Nirvana sent me a message from her additional ability to my additional ability, telling me, that the meeting is at 2:30 AM in the morning in his office. She told me to come wake you up," Faith elucidated.
"Ah, but what about Vinny?" Serenity quizzed a bit dubiously.
"Vin's a night crawler, you know that. She's always awake in the night even if she's a bit tired. It's in her nature to do so," Faith gave Serenity details to make things clearer.
"Hmph, guess you're right... let's go to Dumbledore's office before I change my mind..." Serenity griped. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
In Headmaster Dumbledore's office, sat two witches awaiting for two other witches. Both were tired, eyes twitching in somewhat exhaustion, and merely kept awake by arguing with one another. Finally, the two other witches arrived.
"About time!" Both Nirvana and Vindictive shouted crossly and intolerantly.
"Sorry," both Faith and Serenity asked for forgiveness and both Nirvana and Vindictive measly nodded as Dumbledore came in, sitting on his chair, getting comfortable as were Faith and Serenity.
"Girls, I am sorry to call you at such a disrespectful time, but I really doubt that tomorrow, I could speak to you all," Dumbledore illuminated them as the girls all nodded, supposedly understanding yet unbeknownst to Dumbledore, they were all cursing him mentally.
"Anyhow, I have summoned you here for a couple of things. I want you all to know that I have assigned a confidant to each of you to tell of your process with your plans. I also wish to inform you to keep a low profile while trying to unite those who are needed," Dumbledore dictated menacingly.
"Of those who I have assigned, two happen to be your Head of House. This situation is in your case, Faith and Vindictive. Nirvana and Serenity, however, your Head of House has been informed about the situation yet they have their own projects relating to the situation, so, Nirvana your confidant will be Professor Lupin and Serenity, I shall be your confidant. That's about it," Dumbledore concluded.
"That's it?" Serenity shrieked a tad too loudly and Dumbledore justly bobbed his head.
"You mean to tell me you had Faith wake me up for something you could of sent me an Owl for?" Serenity glared evilly and Dumbledore once again justly bobbed his head.
"Why I outta..." and she lunged forward at Dumbledore, but Faith, Nirvana, and Vindictive held her back. "Ah sorry, she gets a bit groggy when she hasn't had enough sleep and plus, you know how she gets when the tide is getting high..." Vindictive justified Serenity and Dumbledore simply approved. With this, the four teenage girls walked out of Dumbledore's office. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
The four adolescent females parted and each went to their separate rooms whether in -- Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin -- to ponder the next day. They knew that the next day was the one that would somehow effect the future. They also knew that their assignment wouldn't be simple, but difficult and that it all somehow would begin tomorrow... ____________________________________________________________________________ __
Chapter Two: Insane Oddities
Written By: Bat and Wolf
Beta-Read By: Bat and Wolf, along with Stevie and Suleika.
E-mail Us At: BatandWolf333@yahoo.com
Genres: Action/Adventure/Romance
Rated: PG-13
Summary: In Harry Potter's 6th year, four females from Beauxbatons show up on an assignment to reunite the past souls of the most courageous warriors in Wizarding History. Together in peace and harmony, these four souls can actually stop Voldemort from obtaining the secret of the orb which will grant him unbelievable power to destroy everyone. It's up to these four girls to reunite the souls before it's too late...
Dedicated to: Skylar, for wanting to be part of the story yet not being part of it because we were too lazy to include him in this.
Warnings: Spoilers for Books #1-5, sort of AU (Alternative Universe), Mary- Sue (self-inserted characters; created characters), OOC (Out of Character), and profanity.
Disclaimer: We do not own the Harry Potter series, J.K. Rowling does. We only own characters in the story you've never heard of and the idea behind this story. If you wish to use any character from us that you've never heard of, please ask permission by contacting us at BatandWolf333@yahoo.com with a subject line of "Question: Can I Use Your Characters?" otherwise, it shall not be opened.
Author's Notes: Bat and Wolf here! Yes, we are two separate people. Do you have a problem with that?
Bat says: "I'm a tad tired." *Yawn*
Wolf says: "You should be! You went ballistic over the damn story!"
Bat says: "Oh well, at least, we have two reviews." *Sighs*
Wolf says: "I guess that's good. We could of always gotten a flame."
*Bat and Wolf nod in agreement and head off to do other things.* ____________________________________________________________________________ __
The whole Great Hall -- most of the teachers and all the students alike -- seemed to be ogling at the four adolescent females after their Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore announced that he had awaited them the entire time.
"Ahem," Albus Dumbledore coughed slightly before continuing, "It is rude to stare, please discontinue this action and welcome our guests," and everyone in the Great Hall seemed to be even more flabbergasted and Dumbledore simply disregarded it.
"Anyway, Misses -- Black, Fiery, Kiss, and White, its time for you to be sorted..." Albus Dumbledore added as one by one they walked to the Sorting Hat; the first one going up -- Vindictive Black.
"Ah... Professor Dumbledore, it is great to see you once again," Vindictive commented aloud as she began walking up to the Sorting Hat and Albus Dumbledore agreed saying, "Likewise, how is your mother? Your uncle told me she was researching for the department of Witchcraft and Wizardry of Additional Abilities and has been quite busy." Vindictive just nodded and sat on a stool, putting on the Sorting Hat, awaiting a response and the hat screeched out, "Slytherin!"
"Heh, that's no surprise..." a satisfied voice belonging to none other than Professor Severus Snape who quirked a smirk, standing up from his seat at the Staff Table. Vindictive just glared at him and he shut his porthole and sat down once again. Everyone who saw this and had no idea who Vindictive Black was as bewildered as ever.
Professor Remus Lupin just replied to Professor Severus Snape's remark arguing, "Just because her mother was in Slytherin doesn't mean she was going to be one as well. I mean, come on, her father was a Gryffindor!"
Severus Snape just quoted using his fingers, "Like mother, like daughter..."
Remus Lupin just growled irritatedly, "Her mother entrusted her to my care, not yours."
Severus Snape simply snorted, crossing his arms, "Her mother is an idiot."
At the last statement, Nirvana White interrupted, "Would you two stop behaving like children? Vindictive's mother clearly isn't an idiot because we all know that if she left her daughter in your care, Professor Snape, she'd be hunted down because you're a spy, therefore, she can only trust a person who hardly has anything to worry about, Professor Lupin."
Everyone turned their heads to Nirvana White. They were completely astounded. Was she speaking the truth? If she did... Whoa, Snape was a spy? It was pretty hard to believe.
Faith Fiery, who was standing next to Nirvana, elbowed her telling her, "Nirv, you weren't supposed to say that..."
Vindictive, who was already sitting at the Slytherin table, incessantly kept nodding her head back and forth scolding Nirvana.
Serenity Kiss just sighed and moved on forward responding about the obvious, "What's done is done... Stop scolding Nirvana, it's not her fault that for once she spoke before she thought." Nirvana just vehemently groused.
"Ahem, may we continue the sorting now?" The aggravated voice asking was obviously from none other then the Sorting Hat.
"Very well..." Professor Dumbledore established and the next person going up to sit in the stool was Faith Fiery. However, before Faith Fiery sat down, she smiled and acknowledged Albus Dumbledore's twinkling eyes as a greeting. After this she sat humming a song when the hat yelled out, "Gryffindor!"
As Faith Fiery strolled down the stairs to go to her table -- the Gryffindor table -- she realized something. All the students were so surprised at their arrival that not once since they came in, no one clapped. This made her feel a bit unwelcomed, but she realized that it was the only reaction she could get and sighed.
The Sorting Hat moaned sarcastically, "Two sorted, two left to be sorted, oh joy... Kiss, are you going to get up here or am I going to have to drag you?"
Because of the disruptive declaration, Serenity merely rolled her eyes at the damn hat's impatience and went up complaining about how no one in the Wizarding world had patience when the hat decreed, "Hufflepuff!"
Before Serenity got off the stool, she grabbed the hat and with the tip of her wand, whispered a spell and set the hat on fire.
Professor Dumbledore just undid the spell and reprimanded Serenity, "You do not do that to the Sorting Hat, no matter how evil it is... You pull it on all directions like this..." Dumbledore explained, grabbing that hat, and squeezing the life out of it until the hat tiredly murmured, "I'll be polite, just let me go..." and Professor Dumbledore smiled, unaware that the whole Great Hall was staring awkwardly as Serenity stepped down the stairs.
"Anyhow, Miss White, you're the last one," the Hat uttered the apparent and before she went to the stool, Dumbledore signaled for a meeting later on with some gestures and Nirvana nodded, placing the hat on her head. With that, the hat bawled out, "Ravenclaw!" and with that, the Sorting was over with Nirvana heading to the Ravenclaw table.
"Ravenclaw, interesting... I wonder how you got sorted in there..." Professor Lupin wondered aloud to Nirvana, who just shrugged, not really caring.
"Simple... I recap again, 'Like mother, like daughter,'" Professor Snape repeated.
"Would you shut up, Snape? I wasn't asking you!" Professor Lupin just rolled his eyes annoyingly and Dumbledore just coughed to signal the end of the argument.
"Anyhow, to those who are new to Hogwarts -- welcome and to those are coming back to us -- welcome back! This year, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Professor Remus Lupin. For those who know him and for those who will get to know him, yes, he is a werewolf. Do not be alarmed, Professor Severus Snape, our Potions teacher is monthly making the Wolfsbane Potion which enables Professor Lupin to keep his mind in tact during his transformations. When the full moon, is out do not go anywhere near the Whomping Willow... Anyway, as usual do not go into the Forbidden Forest..." and Professor Dumbledore went into an immense, intricate, irking speech...
Finally, it was over; the students ate; and were headed off by the 5th year prefects to their rooms. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
As they went up the stairs, Hermione, Ron, and Harry had just escaped a bunch of curious warlocks and witches who were hunting down Ron measly because he knew one of the girls who arrived.
"Ron, we're home free!" Harry alleged, grinning.
Hermione nodded, asserting, "Yes, we are... So can you tell us what you know?"
Ron sighed and nodded as they went inside the Common Room and informed them, "I know Faith Fiery."
"Which one is that?" catechized Harry inquisitively.
"The Gryffindor, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed a tad aggravated at Harry's forgetfulness, smacking his head somewhat.
"How do you know her, Ron?" inquired Harry after shooting a death glare at Hermione for her smack.
"I'm his cousin," a shadowy-figure's voice appeared out of no where, as the figure stepped forward -- it was Faith Fiery.
"Heh... hi Faith," Ron stammered a tad nervously.
"Ronald Weasley, is that how you greet me?" Faith reproached Ron and then, Ron just hugged her and then introduced Harry and Hermione.
"Ah..." Faith bobbled her head accepting the introductions and then introduced herself.
"Hey Fai, what are you doing here?" Ron queried and then Faith retorted, "It's none of your concern, Ron. I'll just leave it that my friends and I were sent here from Beauxbatons for a purpose and that purpose must be fulfilled."
"You're friends with them? One of them is a Slytherin, Fai! What's wrong with you?" Ron squabbled angrily.
"That Slytherin happens to be my best friend, so, watch your tone there..." Faith warned.
Hermione watching the full fight sighed. Harry just beamed, for it seemed someone finally knew how to shut Ron up. Apparently, Ron ended up apologizing to Faith once she hit him with a wing.
"You're a fairy?" Harry quandared incredibly, staring at Faith's gorgeous golden wings that kept glistening frequently.
Faith nodded, inserting more information, "Yup, I am. I'm only half, though. I would be a complete fairy, if I was pureblood, but I'm not."
Hermione's eyes popped out, literally, "You're not pureblooded?"
Faith shaked her head answering, "Nope, I'm not. My father is Muggle-born and my mother is a pureblood. I'm a half-blood. My father for some strange reason was a full fairy even if was Muggle-born and when I was conceived, I was to be a half-blood, and had a chance to be a fairy and ended up so, but considering I'd be a half-blood, I would be a half-blood fairy if I was to even be a fairy."
"Anyway... enough about me, tell me about yourselves," Faith urged immensely, having a slight vibe that she was about to be somewhat in trouble and boy, she was right.
"Faith Fiery? Oh Merlin's beard! I know who you are... You're that half- blood fairy and witch from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who helped save everyone during the fire last year which was caused by a enigmatic Witch or Wizard, some thinking it was a Death Eater after Madame Maxine because she and Hagrid are helping Dumbledore keep some sort of Staff or something like that because Lord Voldemort had it once and if he gets it, his full power will return!" Hermione clarified instantly, blinking instantly as she got the picture.
"Is that true, Faith?" Ron spoke up, absolutely shocked that his cousin couldn't trust him with such matters.
"Sadly, yes... Don't yell at me for not telling you, though. I just don't like people knowing about that because everyone wants to take advantage of my powers and because it then interferes with my mission. I really loathe it that everywhere I go, somehow someone recognizes me. Being in the spotlight is exhausting and people only see what you've done and not who you are," Faith Fiery enlightened them all and Harry Potter just approvingly concurred his head.
Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, remarked: "Faith, I know how that feels like. It really gets on my nerves, but it's my usual life; I really can't imagine having to live without it."
Faith Fiery dipped her head and determinedly consented, "Yup, you do have a point, Harry..." and then Faith yawned vaguely.
"I'm going to my room, good night, everyone..." Faith Fiery excused herself, but before she could go, Ron solicited, "You have your own room?" and Faith just waggled her head, meandering away. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
"I can't believe she has her own room! Not even prefects get their own room!" Ron cried out for what seemed to be the millionth time in the Gryffindor Common Room to Harry because Hermione had already gone to bed.
"Who you shut up about it, already?" Harry angrily countered, feeling as if he wanted to make Ron never talk again by ripping his tonsils out.
"I'm sorry, Harry," Ron apologized and then inhaled air before going on any further, "It just surprises me that she's here; I mean, I haven't seen her in years and then, with the whole bit Hermione told us about the Staff or whatever it is. It also makes me think if Lupin being here is coincidental and Snape being affirmed in public, that he's a spy? Then, their argument? It doesn't make sense..."
"No, it doesn't. However, if Voldemort is up to something, sooner or later we will know. I wouldn't dig too deep into it, at the moment," Harry emphasized acting a bit too Hermione-like.
"Mate, what's wrong with you? You sound like Hermione. What's gotten into to you?" A look of concern washed over Ron's face.
"Ah... I'm fine..." insisted a tired Harry, who was about to yawn and seemed to have a twinkle in his emerald-green eyes.
"Harry, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're daydreaming about a girl!" Ron professed.
"..." was all Harry could verbalize and he stood up, strolled about, and went to his dorm while Ron just smirked because he knew that by Harry's reaction, he was indeed correct. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
"Serenity, open your damn door!" ordered Faith, impatiently.
"Coming..." Serenity merely demurred and headed to her door, unlocking it, simply stating the obvious, "You do realize its 2 o'clock in the morning, right?"
"Yes..." Faith hissed, crossing her arms, resuming, "We need to go to Dumbledore's office, remember?"
"At this ungodly hour?" Serenity droned wanting to kill Dumbledore, piece by piece.
"Yes, Nirvana sent me a message from her additional ability to my additional ability, telling me, that the meeting is at 2:30 AM in the morning in his office. She told me to come wake you up," Faith elucidated.
"Ah, but what about Vinny?" Serenity quizzed a bit dubiously.
"Vin's a night crawler, you know that. She's always awake in the night even if she's a bit tired. It's in her nature to do so," Faith gave Serenity details to make things clearer.
"Hmph, guess you're right... let's go to Dumbledore's office before I change my mind..." Serenity griped. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
In Headmaster Dumbledore's office, sat two witches awaiting for two other witches. Both were tired, eyes twitching in somewhat exhaustion, and merely kept awake by arguing with one another. Finally, the two other witches arrived.
"About time!" Both Nirvana and Vindictive shouted crossly and intolerantly.
"Sorry," both Faith and Serenity asked for forgiveness and both Nirvana and Vindictive measly nodded as Dumbledore came in, sitting on his chair, getting comfortable as were Faith and Serenity.
"Girls, I am sorry to call you at such a disrespectful time, but I really doubt that tomorrow, I could speak to you all," Dumbledore illuminated them as the girls all nodded, supposedly understanding yet unbeknownst to Dumbledore, they were all cursing him mentally.
"Anyhow, I have summoned you here for a couple of things. I want you all to know that I have assigned a confidant to each of you to tell of your process with your plans. I also wish to inform you to keep a low profile while trying to unite those who are needed," Dumbledore dictated menacingly.
"Of those who I have assigned, two happen to be your Head of House. This situation is in your case, Faith and Vindictive. Nirvana and Serenity, however, your Head of House has been informed about the situation yet they have their own projects relating to the situation, so, Nirvana your confidant will be Professor Lupin and Serenity, I shall be your confidant. That's about it," Dumbledore concluded.
"That's it?" Serenity shrieked a tad too loudly and Dumbledore justly bobbed his head.
"You mean to tell me you had Faith wake me up for something you could of sent me an Owl for?" Serenity glared evilly and Dumbledore once again justly bobbed his head.
"Why I outta..." and she lunged forward at Dumbledore, but Faith, Nirvana, and Vindictive held her back. "Ah sorry, she gets a bit groggy when she hasn't had enough sleep and plus, you know how she gets when the tide is getting high..." Vindictive justified Serenity and Dumbledore simply approved. With this, the four teenage girls walked out of Dumbledore's office. ____________________________________________________________________________ __
The four adolescent females parted and each went to their separate rooms whether in -- Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin -- to ponder the next day. They knew that the next day was the one that would somehow effect the future. They also knew that their assignment wouldn't be simple, but difficult and that it all somehow would begin tomorrow... ____________________________________________________________________________ __