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Well here is the next chapter. I will put thank yous at the end. Please review!
Chapter 15
Dumbledore was sitting in his office late in the evening doing some paper work and sucking on a lemon drop. He knew the goings on at the school though he would never admit how he knew any of this. Someone had just told him that she would be visiting the school on the morrow and staying for a while and he looked forward to her visit very much. He wasn't sure why he was still up, but he knew that he needed to be; a premonition of sorts if you would.
Suddenly there was a flicker in the fireplace and it sprung to life. Dumbledore looked into the fireplace as the flames began to take on form. His usually twinkling eyes hardened as he saw the shape in the fireplace . . .
~*::-::*~
"Students I have an announcement! Please quiet down," said Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall looked as the though world may be coming to an end as she stood in the front of the great hall at breakfast. Everyone immediately quieted down as they saw the seriousness of her face.
"Now, some of you may have noticed that the Headmaster is not here." A light murmur spread throughout the hall as she said this, "Quiet Down! This is a very serious matter. Now, I do not know all of the details, but what I do know is that Headmaster Dumbledore is currently at a magic school in Latvia right now talking to their Headmaster. He has informed me that we must reinstate the D. A. at once. Now some of you do not know what that is, it is a secret defense group that met two years ago for the soul purpose of studying Defense Against the Dark Arts. It stands for Dumbledore's Army, and that will be exactly what it will be, an army. In each of your first classes today you can sign up to join, today will be the only day that you may join. If you aren't sure about this, you absolutely MUST make up your mind by that time."
By this time everyone was in confusion and talked loudly as they began discussing the matter and what might be causing this to happen.
"Students, you must be quiet if you wish for me to finish!" began McGonagall tight lipped. "The reason for this sudden turn of events is that Voldemort . . . came to Professor Dumbledore last night and declared war upon the school. I don't want to give you any false information to make this seem less severe or give any of you false hope; Voldemort . . . has said that he will be using all of his Death Eaters in various parts of the world. So yes, this will mean that you will be up against adult wizards and witches who can and will use any means necessary to win, and that this will not be easy. I do not even know that we will be able to survive against these odds because there may be as many as five Death Eaters to every person fighting if everyone signs up. We need all the help that we can get, but we will not hold it against you if you decide against it. I know that some of you will not want to be involved in fighting and so we will also need to have some of you that are good with healing charms and medicine to be medi-witches and wizards to come with us, and also some of them to stay here and work in the hospital wing. That will be all," she said and then sat down. The Great Hall went into a state of panic and worry as people thought about and made up their minds about joining D. A.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other at the end of the announcement and nodded as they stood up and left the Great Hall together.
"Harry, you know that we probably wont survive a war of this scale, right?" asked Hermione as they walked towards their first class; Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"I know Mione, but we at least have to try or else we've already failed. We should ask Sirius if he could help us decide what to do about this."
"You mean you don't know if you're going to join, but Harry you have to, you have to do this in order to defeat Voldemort!"
"Not me Mione, you."
"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going to join it!"
"Mione, it's too risky, and besides, they might need you here," said Harry trying to word it carefully.
Finally, they arrived at the DADA room. They both walked inside since the door was open, but did not expect to see what was there.
There was a woman standing in there talking to Sirius, but her back was to them, so they couldn't see whom it was. Sirius noticed them walk in the room and suddenly his face lit up, "Harry, Hermione, I was wondering if you'd show up early. Listen, there's someone that I want you to meet."
The woman that they had seen upon entering the room turned around to face them and immediately, Hermione knew who it was, "Mum?"
"Yes Hermione, this is your real mother; Trista Black, or now known as Olga Romanov."
"Hello Hermione, there's so much to say, I don't even know where to start. Although I should say now that I changed my name back to Arabella Morgan when I got back to England."
"Mum, what happened to you? Dad said that he never saw you after Azkaban."
"Well, unfortunately our secret was discovered and I had to be relocated to Russia and given a new identity, but they only found out about me because that family tree didn't happen to have my name or a blasted spot on it and they put two and two together like only the Ministry of Magic can, and figured that one of us was lying and that it was me. No one knows about any of this other than the fact that I died when Sirius was sent to Azkaban, but they never knew that I was just moved elsewhere. I heard about Sirius death and then I really thought that I needed to find you so that I could watch over you and help you. I only just found out that Sirius was somehow brought back to life. I must congratulate you on that, I was so upset when I found out that he was dead, you don't know how happy it makes me to find out that he is alive and well. We found it ironic that we thought each other was dead when we were alive."
"Though I was dead for a while there. They had only just brought me back to life at the end of their sixth year."
"And you weren't kidding when you said that our young Harry looks almost exactly like James."
"No I wasn't."
"Look at us here, just talking as if the two of you weren't here. I should properly introduce myself to you both, I am your real mother Hermione, and Harry, I am your Godmother."
"Pleased to meet you," they said in unison.
"Oh, there's no need to be so formal, come and give me a hug, I don't bite!" she said jovially.
So each of them gave her a hug and then stood back both having resumed a look of purpose on their faces as if saying that they had something they needed to discuss.
"I've a feeling that the two of them have something they need to discuss with you Sirius," she said knowingly.
"How did you know?" asked Hermione.
"I will tell you that another time, when you are ready, perhaps after this conversation because I think that this conversation will probably need me to explain so at some point."
"All right. Dad, we need to know what you would have us do in the upcoming war between the school and Voldemort," said Hermione resolutely.
"Well, it's obvious that Harry has to go because he has been predestined for it basically," said Sirius avoiding the subject of Hermione.
"I knew that, but what about me, I am going to sign up too, but Harry said that I shouldn't go."
Sirius looked uncomfortable as he began, "Well, Hermione . . . I hate to say this, but Harry is right. Although, I know that we could use your skills here in the hospital wing when it begins."
"What! Why though? I'm just as good as everyone else and you know that, and you can't say it's because I'm your daughter and you'll worry because Harry is basically your son and that excuse won't work." They could see Hermione's temper slowly rising.
"Hermione, I know you're just as good as everyone else, but there are reasons that I can't let you go," said Sirius trying to keep her calm.
"Reasons? What reasons? I don't see any reason in allowing everyone else in this school and probably another school to fight and not allowing me the same chance to fight for my family and friends too."
"Hermione what were trying to say is that there is a certain reason that you can't go," said Harry.
"Is there something that all of you aren't telling me about because it sure as hell seems that you are all on the same page with this decision."
"I'll take it from here if the two of you wouldn't mind," began Arabella. "Hermione, you know how I knew the two of you had something you wanted to discuss with Sirius? Well, like you I am a telepathic. I believe that both Harry and Sirius and also a Mr. Draco Malfoy, have all figured out what exactly is going on."
Hermione became cold at the mention of Draco, "Well, why don't you enlighten me because I'm not seeing a point to this at all."
"Be patient Hermione dear -"
"I am being patient!" she yelled.
"What has been happening to you since the beginning of this year? Well, you've found out that you have special powers. You can fluently read and speak many languages. You are a telepath, and also a telekinetic. And one thing that you probably never even noticed before is that you can control the elements."
"No, I've never controlled the elements," said Hermione defiantly.
"Yes you have Mione. Remember that day that you told Draco you hated him? You were saying how nice it would be if the wind were blowing so the water would ripple. You probably didn't even notice that you'd said it aloud, but I heard it. Then the wind began to blow because you'd wanted it to. Also, whenever the Common Room of Gryffindor tower got cold while you were in there, the fire would suddenly grow and become warmer because you'd said how you wished it were warmer. The weather as of late has been completely based off of what you wanted," said Harry.
Hermione ignored the fact that Harry had been around while she had told Draco that she hated him. He was probably trying to protect her anyways. "But, what does that have to do with me not going?"
"Hermione, have you ever read up on your family history? I know Draco has and that he told Harry because that's what Harry just thought . . . sorry Harry, but my telepathy is so strong that I accidentally read people's thoughts sometimes. Anyways, if you had read up on my side of the family you'd know that every magical woman in my family becomes a sorceress by their eighteenth year. The reason you need to stay is so that you can get your powers under control before they kill you. And that's why I came here is so that I could help you learn to use them properly. Also, if Voldemort were to learn that a sorceress were there, he would instantly kill you because you alone could wipe out half of his army with your powers alone and that poses a threat to him and yourself."
"But I want to help," Hermione said dejectedly.
"You will help by staying here and helping those that are too injured to stay there, and by learning to control your powers. Hermione imagine if we did let you go; if Voldemort killed you, which he would, that would effect all of our soldiers because so many of the people at this school care very deeply about you and your loss would be terrible. Imagine if you died how badly that would hurt the three of us in here. I don't mean to sound selfish, but you need to know just how bad a decision like this could affect everyone else you care about. You staying here will help because the school is a safety zone in which you cannot be hurt."
"I understand."
"Thank you for being willing to listen Hermione, I know it's not easy to hear that you can't do something that you believe is right."
"I'm sorry for getting mad at everyone," said Hermione as though it had just occurred to her that she'd been yelling at them.
"It's ok Hermione, we understand that you're frustrated with all of this," said Sirius.
"Oh, I also have something else that I need to tell you!" said Arabella as a thought had just occurred to her. "I spoke with Professor Dumbledore yesterday evening and told him that I would be coming. I know you might not be ready for this yet, but it is time that we let the school know of who you really are. It is important that they know why you can't be there in the war because people talk and say some pretty bad things when you don't show up for something."
"So are you saying that when Dumbledore gets back, we're letting the school know that I am a pureblood sorceress?"
"In basic terms, yes."
"All right, it's about time that that happens," said Hermione.
"Well, until that time, I am going to have to be staying in a guest bedroom that Professor Dumbledore has graciously offered me, right next to Sirius' living quarters," she said as she began to exit the room having looked at the clock and realizing that she had ten minutes to get there so people didn't see her. "I'll see you all later."
"Goodbye," they all said.
"So Sirius, where is that list so we can sign up for D.A.?" asked Harry.
"I was wondering when you'd ask," he said as he grabbed the sheet of parchment and a quill.
Harry signed his name to the paper indicating that he would be fighting and handed it to Hermione who wrote that she would work in the hospital wing and be staying.
"Great! Now hopefully, we'll have most of the school sign up because we will be in trouble otherwise."
~*::-::*~
Draco went to his first class as quickly as he could when the bell rang. He stepped into McGonagall's classroom where he was having double Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws. Everyone was in their seat as Professor McGonagall walked into the room. She quickly silenced everyone and then said, "I will put the sign-up sheet on the wall, if you're going to join, please indicate where you would like to work most." She flicked her wand and then a parchment showed up on the wall in the back of the class.
Eight of the Ravenclaws got up immediately and went to sign the parchment. They sat down, all looking grim. About a minute later a group of three Ravenclaw girls got up and went to the back to sign up. Ten minutes later all of the Ravenclaws had signed up and not one Slytherin had moved from his or her chair.
Draco looked around and cursed his luck for having to be seated in the front of the class. He stood up slowly and walked to the back of the class earning glares from the Slytherins and gasps from the Ravenclaws. Professor McGonagall looked entirely unphased as he made his way towards the back.
Draco lifted the quill up and sealed his fate as he wrote: Draco Malfoy; fighter.
Author's Note: Yeah, I know there was a lot of nothing going on in this chapter and it seems to just keep changing and changing, but there will be a point to all of this. And now to write the thank yous!
Catherinecat20() - Thank you, I've been trying constantly to make my chapters longer because they were just done with way too quickly. I hope this is soon enough!
Eminem-Chick2 - I feel sorry for Hermione too, I have the plot entirely planned out so that there are 22 chapters, and I'm not going to say exactly what will happen between Draco and Hermione. The only thing I'll say is that a lot can happen in 7 chapters.
Awwwwwww() - Thank you muchly :D
LinNicole - Yeah I know that Justin stuff kind of came out of thin air, but there will be some kind of point to all of this having happened. I'll tell you the same thing I told Eminem-Chick2, I'm planning on 22 total chapters and a lot can happen in 7 chapters! You're welcome and thank you!
Catherinecat20 - Thank you! Thank you! You're too kind!
Metropolitanrubbish - I'll see what I can do, but my plot is pretty planned out, if I do put in anything like that, it may be changed a little bit. Thanks for your suggestion!
Well here is the next chapter. I will put thank yous at the end. Please review!
Chapter 15
Dumbledore was sitting in his office late in the evening doing some paper work and sucking on a lemon drop. He knew the goings on at the school though he would never admit how he knew any of this. Someone had just told him that she would be visiting the school on the morrow and staying for a while and he looked forward to her visit very much. He wasn't sure why he was still up, but he knew that he needed to be; a premonition of sorts if you would.
Suddenly there was a flicker in the fireplace and it sprung to life. Dumbledore looked into the fireplace as the flames began to take on form. His usually twinkling eyes hardened as he saw the shape in the fireplace . . .
~*::-::*~
"Students I have an announcement! Please quiet down," said Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall looked as the though world may be coming to an end as she stood in the front of the great hall at breakfast. Everyone immediately quieted down as they saw the seriousness of her face.
"Now, some of you may have noticed that the Headmaster is not here." A light murmur spread throughout the hall as she said this, "Quiet Down! This is a very serious matter. Now, I do not know all of the details, but what I do know is that Headmaster Dumbledore is currently at a magic school in Latvia right now talking to their Headmaster. He has informed me that we must reinstate the D. A. at once. Now some of you do not know what that is, it is a secret defense group that met two years ago for the soul purpose of studying Defense Against the Dark Arts. It stands for Dumbledore's Army, and that will be exactly what it will be, an army. In each of your first classes today you can sign up to join, today will be the only day that you may join. If you aren't sure about this, you absolutely MUST make up your mind by that time."
By this time everyone was in confusion and talked loudly as they began discussing the matter and what might be causing this to happen.
"Students, you must be quiet if you wish for me to finish!" began McGonagall tight lipped. "The reason for this sudden turn of events is that Voldemort . . . came to Professor Dumbledore last night and declared war upon the school. I don't want to give you any false information to make this seem less severe or give any of you false hope; Voldemort . . . has said that he will be using all of his Death Eaters in various parts of the world. So yes, this will mean that you will be up against adult wizards and witches who can and will use any means necessary to win, and that this will not be easy. I do not even know that we will be able to survive against these odds because there may be as many as five Death Eaters to every person fighting if everyone signs up. We need all the help that we can get, but we will not hold it against you if you decide against it. I know that some of you will not want to be involved in fighting and so we will also need to have some of you that are good with healing charms and medicine to be medi-witches and wizards to come with us, and also some of them to stay here and work in the hospital wing. That will be all," she said and then sat down. The Great Hall went into a state of panic and worry as people thought about and made up their minds about joining D. A.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other at the end of the announcement and nodded as they stood up and left the Great Hall together.
"Harry, you know that we probably wont survive a war of this scale, right?" asked Hermione as they walked towards their first class; Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"I know Mione, but we at least have to try or else we've already failed. We should ask Sirius if he could help us decide what to do about this."
"You mean you don't know if you're going to join, but Harry you have to, you have to do this in order to defeat Voldemort!"
"Not me Mione, you."
"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going to join it!"
"Mione, it's too risky, and besides, they might need you here," said Harry trying to word it carefully.
Finally, they arrived at the DADA room. They both walked inside since the door was open, but did not expect to see what was there.
There was a woman standing in there talking to Sirius, but her back was to them, so they couldn't see whom it was. Sirius noticed them walk in the room and suddenly his face lit up, "Harry, Hermione, I was wondering if you'd show up early. Listen, there's someone that I want you to meet."
The woman that they had seen upon entering the room turned around to face them and immediately, Hermione knew who it was, "Mum?"
"Yes Hermione, this is your real mother; Trista Black, or now known as Olga Romanov."
"Hello Hermione, there's so much to say, I don't even know where to start. Although I should say now that I changed my name back to Arabella Morgan when I got back to England."
"Mum, what happened to you? Dad said that he never saw you after Azkaban."
"Well, unfortunately our secret was discovered and I had to be relocated to Russia and given a new identity, but they only found out about me because that family tree didn't happen to have my name or a blasted spot on it and they put two and two together like only the Ministry of Magic can, and figured that one of us was lying and that it was me. No one knows about any of this other than the fact that I died when Sirius was sent to Azkaban, but they never knew that I was just moved elsewhere. I heard about Sirius death and then I really thought that I needed to find you so that I could watch over you and help you. I only just found out that Sirius was somehow brought back to life. I must congratulate you on that, I was so upset when I found out that he was dead, you don't know how happy it makes me to find out that he is alive and well. We found it ironic that we thought each other was dead when we were alive."
"Though I was dead for a while there. They had only just brought me back to life at the end of their sixth year."
"And you weren't kidding when you said that our young Harry looks almost exactly like James."
"No I wasn't."
"Look at us here, just talking as if the two of you weren't here. I should properly introduce myself to you both, I am your real mother Hermione, and Harry, I am your Godmother."
"Pleased to meet you," they said in unison.
"Oh, there's no need to be so formal, come and give me a hug, I don't bite!" she said jovially.
So each of them gave her a hug and then stood back both having resumed a look of purpose on their faces as if saying that they had something they needed to discuss.
"I've a feeling that the two of them have something they need to discuss with you Sirius," she said knowingly.
"How did you know?" asked Hermione.
"I will tell you that another time, when you are ready, perhaps after this conversation because I think that this conversation will probably need me to explain so at some point."
"All right. Dad, we need to know what you would have us do in the upcoming war between the school and Voldemort," said Hermione resolutely.
"Well, it's obvious that Harry has to go because he has been predestined for it basically," said Sirius avoiding the subject of Hermione.
"I knew that, but what about me, I am going to sign up too, but Harry said that I shouldn't go."
Sirius looked uncomfortable as he began, "Well, Hermione . . . I hate to say this, but Harry is right. Although, I know that we could use your skills here in the hospital wing when it begins."
"What! Why though? I'm just as good as everyone else and you know that, and you can't say it's because I'm your daughter and you'll worry because Harry is basically your son and that excuse won't work." They could see Hermione's temper slowly rising.
"Hermione, I know you're just as good as everyone else, but there are reasons that I can't let you go," said Sirius trying to keep her calm.
"Reasons? What reasons? I don't see any reason in allowing everyone else in this school and probably another school to fight and not allowing me the same chance to fight for my family and friends too."
"Hermione what were trying to say is that there is a certain reason that you can't go," said Harry.
"Is there something that all of you aren't telling me about because it sure as hell seems that you are all on the same page with this decision."
"I'll take it from here if the two of you wouldn't mind," began Arabella. "Hermione, you know how I knew the two of you had something you wanted to discuss with Sirius? Well, like you I am a telepathic. I believe that both Harry and Sirius and also a Mr. Draco Malfoy, have all figured out what exactly is going on."
Hermione became cold at the mention of Draco, "Well, why don't you enlighten me because I'm not seeing a point to this at all."
"Be patient Hermione dear -"
"I am being patient!" she yelled.
"What has been happening to you since the beginning of this year? Well, you've found out that you have special powers. You can fluently read and speak many languages. You are a telepath, and also a telekinetic. And one thing that you probably never even noticed before is that you can control the elements."
"No, I've never controlled the elements," said Hermione defiantly.
"Yes you have Mione. Remember that day that you told Draco you hated him? You were saying how nice it would be if the wind were blowing so the water would ripple. You probably didn't even notice that you'd said it aloud, but I heard it. Then the wind began to blow because you'd wanted it to. Also, whenever the Common Room of Gryffindor tower got cold while you were in there, the fire would suddenly grow and become warmer because you'd said how you wished it were warmer. The weather as of late has been completely based off of what you wanted," said Harry.
Hermione ignored the fact that Harry had been around while she had told Draco that she hated him. He was probably trying to protect her anyways. "But, what does that have to do with me not going?"
"Hermione, have you ever read up on your family history? I know Draco has and that he told Harry because that's what Harry just thought . . . sorry Harry, but my telepathy is so strong that I accidentally read people's thoughts sometimes. Anyways, if you had read up on my side of the family you'd know that every magical woman in my family becomes a sorceress by their eighteenth year. The reason you need to stay is so that you can get your powers under control before they kill you. And that's why I came here is so that I could help you learn to use them properly. Also, if Voldemort were to learn that a sorceress were there, he would instantly kill you because you alone could wipe out half of his army with your powers alone and that poses a threat to him and yourself."
"But I want to help," Hermione said dejectedly.
"You will help by staying here and helping those that are too injured to stay there, and by learning to control your powers. Hermione imagine if we did let you go; if Voldemort killed you, which he would, that would effect all of our soldiers because so many of the people at this school care very deeply about you and your loss would be terrible. Imagine if you died how badly that would hurt the three of us in here. I don't mean to sound selfish, but you need to know just how bad a decision like this could affect everyone else you care about. You staying here will help because the school is a safety zone in which you cannot be hurt."
"I understand."
"Thank you for being willing to listen Hermione, I know it's not easy to hear that you can't do something that you believe is right."
"I'm sorry for getting mad at everyone," said Hermione as though it had just occurred to her that she'd been yelling at them.
"It's ok Hermione, we understand that you're frustrated with all of this," said Sirius.
"Oh, I also have something else that I need to tell you!" said Arabella as a thought had just occurred to her. "I spoke with Professor Dumbledore yesterday evening and told him that I would be coming. I know you might not be ready for this yet, but it is time that we let the school know of who you really are. It is important that they know why you can't be there in the war because people talk and say some pretty bad things when you don't show up for something."
"So are you saying that when Dumbledore gets back, we're letting the school know that I am a pureblood sorceress?"
"In basic terms, yes."
"All right, it's about time that that happens," said Hermione.
"Well, until that time, I am going to have to be staying in a guest bedroom that Professor Dumbledore has graciously offered me, right next to Sirius' living quarters," she said as she began to exit the room having looked at the clock and realizing that she had ten minutes to get there so people didn't see her. "I'll see you all later."
"Goodbye," they all said.
"So Sirius, where is that list so we can sign up for D.A.?" asked Harry.
"I was wondering when you'd ask," he said as he grabbed the sheet of parchment and a quill.
Harry signed his name to the paper indicating that he would be fighting and handed it to Hermione who wrote that she would work in the hospital wing and be staying.
"Great! Now hopefully, we'll have most of the school sign up because we will be in trouble otherwise."
~*::-::*~
Draco went to his first class as quickly as he could when the bell rang. He stepped into McGonagall's classroom where he was having double Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws. Everyone was in their seat as Professor McGonagall walked into the room. She quickly silenced everyone and then said, "I will put the sign-up sheet on the wall, if you're going to join, please indicate where you would like to work most." She flicked her wand and then a parchment showed up on the wall in the back of the class.
Eight of the Ravenclaws got up immediately and went to sign the parchment. They sat down, all looking grim. About a minute later a group of three Ravenclaw girls got up and went to the back to sign up. Ten minutes later all of the Ravenclaws had signed up and not one Slytherin had moved from his or her chair.
Draco looked around and cursed his luck for having to be seated in the front of the class. He stood up slowly and walked to the back of the class earning glares from the Slytherins and gasps from the Ravenclaws. Professor McGonagall looked entirely unphased as he made his way towards the back.
Draco lifted the quill up and sealed his fate as he wrote: Draco Malfoy; fighter.
Author's Note: Yeah, I know there was a lot of nothing going on in this chapter and it seems to just keep changing and changing, but there will be a point to all of this. And now to write the thank yous!
Catherinecat20() - Thank you, I've been trying constantly to make my chapters longer because they were just done with way too quickly. I hope this is soon enough!
Eminem-Chick2 - I feel sorry for Hermione too, I have the plot entirely planned out so that there are 22 chapters, and I'm not going to say exactly what will happen between Draco and Hermione. The only thing I'll say is that a lot can happen in 7 chapters.
Awwwwwww() - Thank you muchly :D
LinNicole - Yeah I know that Justin stuff kind of came out of thin air, but there will be some kind of point to all of this having happened. I'll tell you the same thing I told Eminem-Chick2, I'm planning on 22 total chapters and a lot can happen in 7 chapters! You're welcome and thank you!
Catherinecat20 - Thank you! Thank you! You're too kind!
Metropolitanrubbish - I'll see what I can do, but my plot is pretty planned out, if I do put in anything like that, it may be changed a little bit. Thanks for your suggestion!