Title: What Lies Within…

By: An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin

Rated: PG-13, just to be safe. For Language and Suggestive themes

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter that's J.K. Rowling's, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. All I own is Genevieve. Hope you enjoy my fanfic!

Plot: Only a magical jewel can stop Voldermort's reign. But when the jewel is broken and sent to the corners of the of the world, only a young girl with a scarred past can find them in time, and must come to except herself in the process.

Dedication: This is to everyone whose felt alone and discriminated. You are not alone and there are people who love you even if you don't know it. Also, a warm thank you to Emily Wallinger, my beta, who's just the best Beta any writer could obtain really she's awesome! And to my two main reviewers Tweetyiscool and Cookie6 (Gives them boxes of doughnuts!)


Author's Note: Haha…nothing much to say…Read and Review!

Cookie6: Thank you!

Chapter Nine: Moon's Portrait

Genevieve sat in front of Sabby's bed since Sabby was opening Genevieve's present.

"Oh you got me those Johnny Depp pictures I really wanted, an Anti-Sheep hat, and those shoes with those realistic moose pictures on them. Thanks mate."

"Sure, no problem. Now that you've opened all of my presents where are the ones you bought me?"

Sabby got up and looked under the bed. She suddenly got up with her arms full of presents. She handed Genevieve three of the many boxes.

"Oh, what did you get me?"

"Open them you idiot and find out."

One was a sculpture of a moose, a plastic cheese hat and an album full of Huge Jackman pictures.

"Aww you're the best."

"Yeah, I know. C'mon lets go and show off our hats."

Both girls placed their hats on their heads and ran to the Great Hall. When they arrived the both noticed that Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the Gryffindor table, and that Snuffles was sitting by them.

"Snuffles! Come here boy!" said Genevieve.

The gigantic, black dog trotted happily to where Genevieve and Sabby were standing.

"Dear God, that's a dog?"

"Yeah, his name is Snuffles. He's Professor Lupin's dog."

"Hmm, I wouldn't get on the wrong side of this animal it would probably tear me to shreds."

"Yeah."

Sabby patted his head and walked toward the Ravenclaw table. Genevieve kissed the top of Snuffle's head and followed Sabby. As the two girls talked and pointed at there hats Damien walked over.

"I like your hats."

"Thank you" said Genevieve.

Sabby was too busy eating to reply.

"You animal." Replied Genevieve.

"Thank you."

"We need more people to interact with." Said Genevieve.

"What? We're not good enough for you?" asked Sabby pointing at Damien and her.

"Exactly."

Sabby took her hat off and whacked it on Genevieve's head.

"I did not buy you a hat just so you could hit me with it! It's for your colossal head!"

Sabby laughed and placed her hat back on her head.

"I thought you were going to Paris with your family?" asked

Genevieve.

"No, I decided to stay. They get enough of me during the summer mate. I'll let them have their peace." Said Damien.

"Ha, fat chance. They probably forgot about him. With their fancy cars, money and clothes I mean they're probably so caught up in their fun that they forgot they had a son to invite. I knew it!" said Sabby.

"Kind of harsh isn't it?" asked Genevieve.

"No, I know she's only bantering." Said Damien.

Sabby raised her head up proudly.

"Good old chap knows his mates, aye? Knows when they're only jokin' around right?"

"Do you have to imitate the way my grandfather speaks?"

"He has a funny way of speaking so?"

"Wait, how do you know how his grandfather speaks? I never met him."

"Oh, when you left us in Hogsmeade and the both of us were in the joke shop we saw his grandfather. Mr. Oliver MacLellan. Nice guy. Old though."

Damien took Sabby's plate away from her and disposed the food unto his plate.

"Obnoxious, scallywag."

"What you a pirate now?" asked Genevieve.

"I wish…" Genevieve blinked and slowly started to edge away.

"All right never mind. What did you get us, Damien?"

"For what?"

"Christmas you daft Irishman! What did you buy us?"

"Oh, it's in my room. After breakfast we'll go there and get them all right?"

"Yay!" screamed Sabby.

Genevieve rolled her eyes and suddenly looked across the room at Harry. She again wondered if his life was endangered because of her…or what is the other way around?

"Earth to Genevieve, Earth to Genevieve! Ladies and Gentlemen we have just arrived into the Great Hall on your right you may see our lovely companion, Ms. Genevieve Coronet, looking thoughtlessly at Harry Potter Boy Wonder. On you're left you may catch a glimpse of a dippy Irishman eating my breakfast."

Genevieve swiftly turned to catch Damien throw his plate at Sabby.

Just when they finished and started to walk to the Common Room they saw Peeves with their Extendable Ears listening to something.  

"Whatcha listenin' to?" asked Sabby.

"I saw these two students rush into this room and I want to know what they're up to."

"Eww, you spiteful pervert garbling into other people's business!"

"What're they saying?"

Genevieve smacked Sabby hard on her head,

"Do you want your presents or not?"

"Oh yeah, here Peeves, I got some Itching Shoe Powder for you. If you put enough into people's shoes they're feet suddenly fall asleep and takes a few hours to get rid of that annoying ant-like feeling."

"Oooh, that seems interesting. You're a god among insects."

"I don't whether to thank you or slap you."

Peeves shrugged and floated away.

"Was that wise?" Damien asked.

"I have the antidote."

"Pft, no wonder you gave it to him. If it doesn't affect you…you will give us the antidote won't you?"

"If you're good enough."

"Haha, funny."

"C'mon Gen, Sabby, lets move it. You lasses want you're presents or not?"

"Lasses? All right we'll follow you…lad."

Damien scoffed and said,

"Golden Fields."

The door opened and they proceeded toward the boys' dormitories.

"Are they under your bed?" retorted Genevieve acerbically.

"As a matter of fact, yes they are."

"What is it with you people and hiding things under beds?"

"Irish people or just regular wizards?"

"You pitiable, saddo excuse of a human being…"

Genevieve said as she shook her head. Damien took two large packages from under his bed. Once had bright blue and silver wrapping paper with little eagles on them they stretched there wings and cawed at each other. The other one had silver flames outlined in black and red with realistic fire effects on it.

"Here this one's for you," he handed the blue one to Sabby, "and this one's for you. Happy Christmas."

Sabby carefully took the paper off and opened the box. Inside was an expensive dress robe with match slippers.

"Oh Damien! You shouldn't have."

"Well, every little rich boy has to fritter on their mates, aye?"

"Berk. Open yours, Gen!"

Genevieve also took her paper off carefully and opened the box. Inside was a book on the Dark Arts.

"From Where I Am, Dangerous Dark Spells and How to Block Them by:

Utena Fukimori."

Along with the book was a long, uneven cut sapphire on a beaded chain.

"The book explains on how to use the sapphire. I thought, since you're so good at Defence Against the Dark Arts, you'd really like it."

Genevieve hugged Damien,

"It's the best gift ever! Along with the hat, I also love the hat."

Sabby was still holding her dress like it was a holy relic.

"You all right Sabby?"

"Yeah, I'm okay."

She slightly hugged her dress and placed it back in the box.

"You sly dog you! How did you know…this is the best…arg! I love it!"

She too hugged Damien. Once she stopped she noticed he was blushing.

"I really think you have pirate blood in you, Sabby. "Arg?" Where did that come from?"

Sabby shrugged her shoulders. As Sabby picked up her wrapping paper, it fell when she saw her present; she noticed a photo in Gen's pocket.

"What's this?" she said.

She quickly took the picture out of Gen's pocket.

"Hey! Give that back!"

"Is this why you left us in Hogsmeade for? To take pictures?"

She overlooked them and noticed she was quite good. She captured a lot of Hogsmeade's diversities and the angle, the light, the gently falling she had, almost, captured the magic that lay in Hogsmeade.

"You're almost as good as that Creevy kid."

"You mean Colin? No, he's really good. I'm a proletarian compared to him. Really, they're nothing I just though they'd look good for like Christmas cards or for my…book." She finished quietly.

"What book?" asked Damien?

"I'm writing a book all right! I've always loved writing. From poems, short stories to long novels. All about fantasy creatures but when I was at home I never got to do those things. Only in my imagination my folks never liked me to do anything-magical sort to speak. That's why I get so happy when we get to do stuff I only dreamed about."

"Oh sorry mate. I didn't know."

"No one knew. Well let us not dawdle on the past. Want to see my other snapshots?"

"Sure" both of them said.

Genevieve rushed to her room, grabbed her photograph book and met up with Sabby and Damien.

Here are some pictures I took of Hogsmeade, the castle, the grounds, some teachers, students and other knick knacks like that."

Genevieve explained some of the shots she took and let Sabby and Damien look around.

One particular picture captivated both Sabby and Damien's attention. It was a photo of the window where Genevieve looked at the night sky every time she fell asleep.

"This one's pretty. Where did you take it?"

"You should know! It's the window I look out every night so I can fall asleep."

"Hmm, looks kind of different here."

Without warning, the picture started screaming loudly. Sabby dropped and picture and covered her eyes.

"Ow! Make it stop!" said Sabby.

Genevieve picked up the picture and noticed something sparkling on the picture.

"Oh, my god it couldn't be! A shard!"

Another Author's Note: Yay, my first cliffhanger…I think. We're heading somewhere now aren't we? In our next chapter, Celtic Rain, there's a funny merrymaking scene, some people lose their hats; we get a shard, and make it in time for tea! That was sad I know shut up and review!

~An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin