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The Girl Who Lived Chapter Twenty: A New Home
June approached quickly and Daisy had to fight off the urge to go outside in the good weather. But she, along with everyone else, had to stay inside and study for O.W.L.s and end of year exams. She alone knew what the fifth year exams were going to be, and she wasn't to tell anyone else under threat of expulsion.
But that didn't stop Ron and Harry from asking anyway.
"Come on, Daisy," Ron would say. "Could you just give us a clue?"
"Yeah," Harry would jump in. "No one will ever know."
And of course, Hermione was on the opposite end of the issue.
"But that would be cheating!" she'd exclaim. "You'd better not tell them Daisy, or I'll report you all."
"You're such a Percy, Herm," Ron would say. They had gone back to teasing each other back and forth, but Daisy knew they still liked each other a lot. "Besides you're not even taking the exam." That would shut her up, but Daisy still wouldn't tell. She wasn't going to be expelled.
"Will you do badly on your Potions, just so Snape won't suspect anything?" she asked.
"That would ruin their averages!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Sorry, I need all the points I can get," Ron said.
"Very true," Harry agreed.
Ron nodded for a moment then, "Hey!"
"I suppose I could add too much armadillo bile or something," Harry said.
"Thanks," Daisy said, smiling.
Meanwhile, Fred was in Hogsmeade anytime he could get away to work in his shop. The Weasley twins were determined to open Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes by the beginning of summer. They were busy making their products whenever Daisy went to see Fred, but she didn't mind. They even let her help sometimes.
Professor McGonagall let her students know that there would be a written portion to the O.W.L.s, something Daisy was dreading, but there would also be practical tests, too. Daisy had no idea what was in these tests. They didn't want anyone to have an advantage.
And so Daisy started doing pages of O.W.L.s worksheets a day. Still, she was sure she would bomb the test. She wasn't expecting any O.W.L.s. Hermione was right with her doing the worksheet, well breezing through the worksheets, but Daisy didn't know why. Hermione could stop studying right then and still do well.
It was almost a relief when, two weeks later, the first day of O.W.L.s began. All the fifth years were brought to the Great Hall and spaced out in their house tables to take the written exam.
Daisy started wearily. A combination of powdered root of asphodel and infusion of wormwood produces what potion?
Daisy had no idea so she put:
swelling solution
What are the basic ingredients of a Confusing Concoction?
She didn't know that one either. How about:
Scarab beetle powder and armadillo bile.
She knew those were the ingredients from some potion.
What is a bezoar?
She knew that one. It had saved her life.
A stone from the stomach of a goat, a cure to most poisons.
A little life experience never hurt
What is another name for aconite?
Uh....
Anocite
This was going to be a very long, awful test. But as she went on, she was surprised at the number of answers she knew.
45.) What spell do you use to disarm in a duel?
Expelliarmus
46.) What is the summoning spell?
Accio
Maybe she wouldn't do so badly after all.
After 341 questions and four hours, they handed in their tests and broke for lunch.
"How did you do?" Hermione asked. They all groaned.
"The question is," Ron said slowly, "did Hermione get numbers 76 and 240 right, because that would ruin her perfect score." Daisy and Harry laughed.
"I didn't get a perfect score," Hermione said quietly.
"Really?" Harry asked. "Name one question you got wrong."
"Well, you don't really know which ones you get wrong until you get the test back," Hermione insisted. Ron snorted.
"What is another name for aconite anyway?" Daisy asked.
The rest of the week was a wash of O.W.L. practical tests and end of the year exams. Daisy was confident about two things. She had done well in Herbology and dismally in Potions.
Soon, exams were over and only a few days remained in the school year. They wouldn't get their O.W.L.s results until later in the summer, but everyone had an idea of how they had done.
Daisy and her friends spent their free time outside on the grounds now that they had the chance. Daisy, Harry, and Hermione tried to teach Ron how to play soccer, but he abandoned it as boring and they ended up playing Quidditch quite often.
It turned out that Gryffindor had won the Inter-House Quidditch Cup, but that was when Daisy had been at the hospital. She was none to happy about it. Gryffindor seemed to be in the lead for the House Cup, too, thanks to the points that Hermione, Ginny, and Davey earned in the Dueling Tournament.
The time to award the cup, the end-of-year feast on the night before they were to leave Hogwarts, came entirely too soon in Daisy's opinion. She and Hermione packed their trunks slowly and ventured down to the Great Hall where they met up with Harry, Ron, Fred, and George.
Daisy wasn't very hungry at all as she ate her chicken and ham with pumpkin juice. She was sad to leave. The walls were decorated with banners of scarlet and gold as a sign of Gryffindor's victory. Professor McGonagall grinned broadly at sight of the cup sitting in front of her.
The next morning, it was time to leave for the Hogwarts Express. Fred and George were staying in Hogsmeade over the summer to open the joke shop. The carriages, finally recovered soon after Daisy and Harry's encounter with Voldemort, took them as far as the Hogsmeade train station.
Fred pulled Daisy aside before she went to board the train.
"Well," Daisy said slowly. She didn't really know what to say.
"I'll miss you over the summer," Fred said looking into her eyes.
"I'll miss you, too," Daisy said. She didn't ever want to leave. She would miss him very much.
"I'll write you every week." Then candidly, he said, "On Tuesday. And maybe if I visit my mum and dad, you could come see me at the Burrow."
"Definitely," Daisy agreed. Students were getting on the train.
"Come on, you two," Ron yelled from the station. "You're holding up the train Daisy!"
"Shut up, Ron!" said Harry and Hermione said together.
"I have to go," Daisy said. "But..." and she kissed him. He kissed back and put his arms around her tightly. Daisy pulled back and smiled.
"Goodbye, Fred," she said.
"Goodbye, Daze," he replied.
Daisy hugged him and stayed for a while in his arms. Then broke apart slowly.
"Bye!" Daisy said, stepping back and not looking away.
"Bye," Fred said with a laugh.
"Bye." Daisy walked backwards towards the train and her other friends.
"Bye."
"Bye..."
The train ride back to King's Cross Station was long and enjoyable. These were the last few hours Daisy and her friends were allowed to use magic before summer started. This meant they used it whatever excuse they had. They played several games of Exploding Snap and tried to get each other to eat Fred and George's joke candy.
Daisy stared out the windows. The world outside them was growing foggy both literally and figuratively. She didn't know what was happening with Voldemort and his Death Eaters or with Draco and the other Malfoys. Was Pettigrew out of his mind yet in Azkaban? What was Fred doing? At least she'd know that by Tuesday.
She was thinking all this when Professor McKinnon burst through the door of their compartment.
"Daisy!" she exclaimed. "There you are. I just wanted to make sure I saw you before I left."
"What do you mean?" Daisy asked getting up. Was she leaving?
"Didn't you hear the news?" Professor McKinnon asked.
"No," Daisy said curiously. "What news?"
"I'm glad I get to tell someone myself," she said joyously. "I'm getting married! Do you remember Kurt, my friend from Diagon Alley? He asked me over Easter Holiday!"
She held out her right hand, exposing a golden ring with a small diamond surrounded by what looked like ruby. Daisy and Hermione gawked at the ring, but Harry and Ron looked at each other in indifference.
"So I won't be coming back next year," said the Professor.
Daisy smiled even though she was crestfallen. "That's great," she said.
"You'll come to the wedding?" asked Professor McKinnon.
Daisy smiled sincerely this time, "Of course, Professor McKinnon."
"I'm so glad," she replied. "And call me Maggie again. Professor makes me sound old."
"Okay, Maggie," Daisy said. That always did roll off the tongue better anyway.
"I'll owl you about the wedding," Maggie said. "And Hibou says," she paused, looking around, "or I'm sure if he could he'd say goodbye."
"Er, tell him goodbye from me, too," Daisy said.
"I'll see you this summer, Daisy. Goodbye Harry, and Ron, and Hermione."
"Bye," they all said as she slipped out of the compartment.
"That job really is hard to hold," Hermione commented.
"I just hope that Snape doesn't get it next year," Ron said.
They nodded in agreement.
It was drizzling when they got to King's Cross Station. They grabbed their trunks and tugged them out onto the platform and through the magical barrier. Inside, they saw Sirius waiting, grinning widely. Mrs. Weasley, Ron's mother was waiting for Ron and Ginny as well.
"We'll see you both next year," Hermione said. "Write us lots of letters!"
"Come and visit us at the Burrow," Ron suggested
"We will!" Harry said.
"Bye!" said Daisy. They ran to meet Sirius. When they did, they didn't know what to say. Harry had always wanted to go home to someone who cared about him, and now he was getting it. Daisy had all her life, though sometimes subconsciously, wanted to know the truth. Now that they had their wishes, they were silent.
"Let's go home," Sirius suggested.
"Yeah," Harry said quietly, a smile spreading over his face. "Home."
The Girl Who Lived Chapter Twenty: A New Home
June approached quickly and Daisy had to fight off the urge to go outside in the good weather. But she, along with everyone else, had to stay inside and study for O.W.L.s and end of year exams. She alone knew what the fifth year exams were going to be, and she wasn't to tell anyone else under threat of expulsion.
But that didn't stop Ron and Harry from asking anyway.
"Come on, Daisy," Ron would say. "Could you just give us a clue?"
"Yeah," Harry would jump in. "No one will ever know."
And of course, Hermione was on the opposite end of the issue.
"But that would be cheating!" she'd exclaim. "You'd better not tell them Daisy, or I'll report you all."
"You're such a Percy, Herm," Ron would say. They had gone back to teasing each other back and forth, but Daisy knew they still liked each other a lot. "Besides you're not even taking the exam." That would shut her up, but Daisy still wouldn't tell. She wasn't going to be expelled.
"Will you do badly on your Potions, just so Snape won't suspect anything?" she asked.
"That would ruin their averages!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Sorry, I need all the points I can get," Ron said.
"Very true," Harry agreed.
Ron nodded for a moment then, "Hey!"
"I suppose I could add too much armadillo bile or something," Harry said.
"Thanks," Daisy said, smiling.
Meanwhile, Fred was in Hogsmeade anytime he could get away to work in his shop. The Weasley twins were determined to open Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes by the beginning of summer. They were busy making their products whenever Daisy went to see Fred, but she didn't mind. They even let her help sometimes.
Professor McGonagall let her students know that there would be a written portion to the O.W.L.s, something Daisy was dreading, but there would also be practical tests, too. Daisy had no idea what was in these tests. They didn't want anyone to have an advantage.
And so Daisy started doing pages of O.W.L.s worksheets a day. Still, she was sure she would bomb the test. She wasn't expecting any O.W.L.s. Hermione was right with her doing the worksheet, well breezing through the worksheets, but Daisy didn't know why. Hermione could stop studying right then and still do well.
It was almost a relief when, two weeks later, the first day of O.W.L.s began. All the fifth years were brought to the Great Hall and spaced out in their house tables to take the written exam.
Daisy started wearily. A combination of powdered root of asphodel and infusion of wormwood produces what potion?
Daisy had no idea so she put:
swelling solution
What are the basic ingredients of a Confusing Concoction?
She didn't know that one either. How about:
Scarab beetle powder and armadillo bile.
She knew those were the ingredients from some potion.
What is a bezoar?
She knew that one. It had saved her life.
A stone from the stomach of a goat, a cure to most poisons.
A little life experience never hurt
What is another name for aconite?
Uh....
Anocite
This was going to be a very long, awful test. But as she went on, she was surprised at the number of answers she knew.
45.) What spell do you use to disarm in a duel?
Expelliarmus
46.) What is the summoning spell?
Accio
Maybe she wouldn't do so badly after all.
After 341 questions and four hours, they handed in their tests and broke for lunch.
"How did you do?" Hermione asked. They all groaned.
"The question is," Ron said slowly, "did Hermione get numbers 76 and 240 right, because that would ruin her perfect score." Daisy and Harry laughed.
"I didn't get a perfect score," Hermione said quietly.
"Really?" Harry asked. "Name one question you got wrong."
"Well, you don't really know which ones you get wrong until you get the test back," Hermione insisted. Ron snorted.
"What is another name for aconite anyway?" Daisy asked.
The rest of the week was a wash of O.W.L. practical tests and end of the year exams. Daisy was confident about two things. She had done well in Herbology and dismally in Potions.
Soon, exams were over and only a few days remained in the school year. They wouldn't get their O.W.L.s results until later in the summer, but everyone had an idea of how they had done.
Daisy and her friends spent their free time outside on the grounds now that they had the chance. Daisy, Harry, and Hermione tried to teach Ron how to play soccer, but he abandoned it as boring and they ended up playing Quidditch quite often.
It turned out that Gryffindor had won the Inter-House Quidditch Cup, but that was when Daisy had been at the hospital. She was none to happy about it. Gryffindor seemed to be in the lead for the House Cup, too, thanks to the points that Hermione, Ginny, and Davey earned in the Dueling Tournament.
The time to award the cup, the end-of-year feast on the night before they were to leave Hogwarts, came entirely too soon in Daisy's opinion. She and Hermione packed their trunks slowly and ventured down to the Great Hall where they met up with Harry, Ron, Fred, and George.
Daisy wasn't very hungry at all as she ate her chicken and ham with pumpkin juice. She was sad to leave. The walls were decorated with banners of scarlet and gold as a sign of Gryffindor's victory. Professor McGonagall grinned broadly at sight of the cup sitting in front of her.
The next morning, it was time to leave for the Hogwarts Express. Fred and George were staying in Hogsmeade over the summer to open the joke shop. The carriages, finally recovered soon after Daisy and Harry's encounter with Voldemort, took them as far as the Hogsmeade train station.
Fred pulled Daisy aside before she went to board the train.
"Well," Daisy said slowly. She didn't really know what to say.
"I'll miss you over the summer," Fred said looking into her eyes.
"I'll miss you, too," Daisy said. She didn't ever want to leave. She would miss him very much.
"I'll write you every week." Then candidly, he said, "On Tuesday. And maybe if I visit my mum and dad, you could come see me at the Burrow."
"Definitely," Daisy agreed. Students were getting on the train.
"Come on, you two," Ron yelled from the station. "You're holding up the train Daisy!"
"Shut up, Ron!" said Harry and Hermione said together.
"I have to go," Daisy said. "But..." and she kissed him. He kissed back and put his arms around her tightly. Daisy pulled back and smiled.
"Goodbye, Fred," she said.
"Goodbye, Daze," he replied.
Daisy hugged him and stayed for a while in his arms. Then broke apart slowly.
"Bye!" Daisy said, stepping back and not looking away.
"Bye," Fred said with a laugh.
"Bye." Daisy walked backwards towards the train and her other friends.
"Bye."
"Bye..."
The train ride back to King's Cross Station was long and enjoyable. These were the last few hours Daisy and her friends were allowed to use magic before summer started. This meant they used it whatever excuse they had. They played several games of Exploding Snap and tried to get each other to eat Fred and George's joke candy.
Daisy stared out the windows. The world outside them was growing foggy both literally and figuratively. She didn't know what was happening with Voldemort and his Death Eaters or with Draco and the other Malfoys. Was Pettigrew out of his mind yet in Azkaban? What was Fred doing? At least she'd know that by Tuesday.
She was thinking all this when Professor McKinnon burst through the door of their compartment.
"Daisy!" she exclaimed. "There you are. I just wanted to make sure I saw you before I left."
"What do you mean?" Daisy asked getting up. Was she leaving?
"Didn't you hear the news?" Professor McKinnon asked.
"No," Daisy said curiously. "What news?"
"I'm glad I get to tell someone myself," she said joyously. "I'm getting married! Do you remember Kurt, my friend from Diagon Alley? He asked me over Easter Holiday!"
She held out her right hand, exposing a golden ring with a small diamond surrounded by what looked like ruby. Daisy and Hermione gawked at the ring, but Harry and Ron looked at each other in indifference.
"So I won't be coming back next year," said the Professor.
Daisy smiled even though she was crestfallen. "That's great," she said.
"You'll come to the wedding?" asked Professor McKinnon.
Daisy smiled sincerely this time, "Of course, Professor McKinnon."
"I'm so glad," she replied. "And call me Maggie again. Professor makes me sound old."
"Okay, Maggie," Daisy said. That always did roll off the tongue better anyway.
"I'll owl you about the wedding," Maggie said. "And Hibou says," she paused, looking around, "or I'm sure if he could he'd say goodbye."
"Er, tell him goodbye from me, too," Daisy said.
"I'll see you this summer, Daisy. Goodbye Harry, and Ron, and Hermione."
"Bye," they all said as she slipped out of the compartment.
"That job really is hard to hold," Hermione commented.
"I just hope that Snape doesn't get it next year," Ron said.
They nodded in agreement.
It was drizzling when they got to King's Cross Station. They grabbed their trunks and tugged them out onto the platform and through the magical barrier. Inside, they saw Sirius waiting, grinning widely. Mrs. Weasley, Ron's mother was waiting for Ron and Ginny as well.
"We'll see you both next year," Hermione said. "Write us lots of letters!"
"Come and visit us at the Burrow," Ron suggested
"We will!" Harry said.
"Bye!" said Daisy. They ran to meet Sirius. When they did, they didn't know what to say. Harry had always wanted to go home to someone who cared about him, and now he was getting it. Daisy had all her life, though sometimes subconsciously, wanted to know the truth. Now that they had their wishes, they were silent.
"Let's go home," Sirius suggested.
"Yeah," Harry said quietly, a smile spreading over his face. "Home."
