Enchantress
Disclaimer: Sorry, I forgot this on the first chapter. I do not own any of the characters or settings originally portrayed in the Harry Potter series.
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Chapter 2: Meeting Dumbledore
Ella awoke in the morning to a loud thump from the corner of the room.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. I was just looking for my notes." It was the woman who had been introduced as Tonks, but this time here hair was a pale blond.
"It's okay; I should probably be getting ready for the meeting. Do you know how soon we'll be getting started?"
"Well, I think Dumbledore's supposed to be here around 9:30, the others will be coming around 10:00."
Ella looked around for a clock. "What time it is now?"
"A bit after 8:00, I think." She hesitated, then continued, "Joe, told us that you've been living in the muggle world, how did you come to know Prof. Dumbledore?"
"I didn't really. I've never actually talked to him. Joe and I were friends in college. I never knew he was a wizard. We sort of lost touch for a while after school, then a couple of months ago we ran into each other again.
"I had just gone through a nasty break-up and was looking to get away for a while. When I met up with Joe, he offered me a place to stay. One day I noticed him watching me in an odd way."
Tonks chuckled at this, "Well you can't really blame the guy living with you like that, he had to get some ideas."
"Oh no, that's not what I mean. We tried a relationship back in college and realized pretty quickly that we're better off as friends. What I meant is that he seemed to be trying to figure something out about me. Then he went over to his desk pulled out some sort of paper and a feather quill wrote a quick note and then called his pet owl over. I was confused when he tied the note to the owl's leg and it flew off. He didn't realize until after he'd done it that he'd just given away that there was something I didn't know about him.
"He then told me that he is a wizard. At first I thought he was joking, but he showed me by lifting me off the ground with a spell. He said that he had just written to his old school and that he thought I might be able to help them with something."
Tonks looked at her and said, "You mean Joe knows why you're here, but he hasn't told you."
"Well he said he has an idea of how I might be able to help and that Dumbledore agreed and urged him to bring me here right away. Joe seemed a little surprised by the urgency, but he agreed and we came here the next day."
"I guess we'll find out soon enough. I'm going downstairs for some breakfast. Do you have everything you need?"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll be down in a bit."
Half an hour later, Ella walked down to the kitchen and found most of the people she had met the previous evening sitting around the table. Molly was just getting up from the table and motioned Ella to an empty seat next to Joe.
"What would you like, dear?"
Ella looked at the serving plates. "Some eggs and bacon would be great, thanks."
Joe looked over at her. "You know, this meeting probably won't be easy for you. There will be a lot questions about why you are here, but I think in the end they'll see why we need you."
"Joe, I don't even see why you need me. I can't perform magic. I don't know anything about your world. What could I possibly do to help?"
"You may not know much about our world, but that doesn't mean you can't perform magic." Ella turned to the speaker and saw a wizard standing in the doorway with long grey hair and a long grey beard.
"Albus. What do you mean she can perform magic?" This question came from Remus Lupin.
"I didn't say she can, I simply said that we can't rule out the possibility that she can."
Ella addressed the man she now understood to be Prof. Dumbledore, "I'm really lost here. You're saying that I might be able to perform magic? There's no reason to think that I can. Joe told me a little about witches and wizards. If I were a witch, I would have shown some sign of it when I was a kid."
"Oh, I don't believe you are a witch, but that doesn't mean you can't perform magic."
This time Sirius spoke up, "Of course it does. Muggles can't perform magic. If they could they wouldn't be muggles."
"Right you are, Sirius. But what I'm saying is I don't believe Miss Norman is a muggle." Dumbledore looked around at the bewildered expressions worn by most of the occupants of the room. "I'll explain it all at the meeting. First I need to speak to Ella and Joe alone for a few minutes. Miss Norman. Mr. Graham."
They walked into a small room off of the kitchen. When there, Dumbledore asked Joe to tell them what it was that made him suspect that Ella may be more than she seemed.
"Well, I suppose I should have seen it sooner, when we were in school. But, I wasn't really looking for it then. After she came to stay with me, we were up late talking one night," he looked at Ella, "and you told me about that night at the party."
He turned back to Dumbledore. "Some bastard was trying to force her into a room upstairs. When a couple of guys intervened, she wasn't surprised until later when she learned that they were good friends of the man who they stopped. It turns out the three of them have a reputation for taking advantage of girls at parties. Ella told me about it because she was grateful but surprised that they decided to stop their mate this time.
"Obviously, this one incident could have happened with anybody, but it made me remember other times when we were in school. There were several times when she ended up in a dangerous situation of one sort or another, and every time she managed to escape unscathed. I don't remember her ever being sick, and many of the people close to her seemed to be surprisingly healthy as well."
Ella scowled at this. "That's not true, I've been sick before. Remember that time during our junior year, when I missed a week of school?"
"Yes, I thought about that. But I remembered that it was after my accident. The accident that I recovered from with remarkable speed."
"I think what Mr. Graham is trying to say is that you have been performing magic without realizing it. The type of magic you've been using, though, is very hard to detect." Dumbledore walked toward her. "Now I'm going to cast an ancestry spell on you. I suspect that you may be descendant from a very powerful witch."
He raised his wand and a silver light surrounded her.
Disclaimer: Sorry, I forgot this on the first chapter. I do not own any of the characters or settings originally portrayed in the Harry Potter series.
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Chapter 2: Meeting Dumbledore
Ella awoke in the morning to a loud thump from the corner of the room.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. I was just looking for my notes." It was the woman who had been introduced as Tonks, but this time here hair was a pale blond.
"It's okay; I should probably be getting ready for the meeting. Do you know how soon we'll be getting started?"
"Well, I think Dumbledore's supposed to be here around 9:30, the others will be coming around 10:00."
Ella looked around for a clock. "What time it is now?"
"A bit after 8:00, I think." She hesitated, then continued, "Joe, told us that you've been living in the muggle world, how did you come to know Prof. Dumbledore?"
"I didn't really. I've never actually talked to him. Joe and I were friends in college. I never knew he was a wizard. We sort of lost touch for a while after school, then a couple of months ago we ran into each other again.
"I had just gone through a nasty break-up and was looking to get away for a while. When I met up with Joe, he offered me a place to stay. One day I noticed him watching me in an odd way."
Tonks chuckled at this, "Well you can't really blame the guy living with you like that, he had to get some ideas."
"Oh no, that's not what I mean. We tried a relationship back in college and realized pretty quickly that we're better off as friends. What I meant is that he seemed to be trying to figure something out about me. Then he went over to his desk pulled out some sort of paper and a feather quill wrote a quick note and then called his pet owl over. I was confused when he tied the note to the owl's leg and it flew off. He didn't realize until after he'd done it that he'd just given away that there was something I didn't know about him.
"He then told me that he is a wizard. At first I thought he was joking, but he showed me by lifting me off the ground with a spell. He said that he had just written to his old school and that he thought I might be able to help them with something."
Tonks looked at her and said, "You mean Joe knows why you're here, but he hasn't told you."
"Well he said he has an idea of how I might be able to help and that Dumbledore agreed and urged him to bring me here right away. Joe seemed a little surprised by the urgency, but he agreed and we came here the next day."
"I guess we'll find out soon enough. I'm going downstairs for some breakfast. Do you have everything you need?"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll be down in a bit."
Half an hour later, Ella walked down to the kitchen and found most of the people she had met the previous evening sitting around the table. Molly was just getting up from the table and motioned Ella to an empty seat next to Joe.
"What would you like, dear?"
Ella looked at the serving plates. "Some eggs and bacon would be great, thanks."
Joe looked over at her. "You know, this meeting probably won't be easy for you. There will be a lot questions about why you are here, but I think in the end they'll see why we need you."
"Joe, I don't even see why you need me. I can't perform magic. I don't know anything about your world. What could I possibly do to help?"
"You may not know much about our world, but that doesn't mean you can't perform magic." Ella turned to the speaker and saw a wizard standing in the doorway with long grey hair and a long grey beard.
"Albus. What do you mean she can perform magic?" This question came from Remus Lupin.
"I didn't say she can, I simply said that we can't rule out the possibility that she can."
Ella addressed the man she now understood to be Prof. Dumbledore, "I'm really lost here. You're saying that I might be able to perform magic? There's no reason to think that I can. Joe told me a little about witches and wizards. If I were a witch, I would have shown some sign of it when I was a kid."
"Oh, I don't believe you are a witch, but that doesn't mean you can't perform magic."
This time Sirius spoke up, "Of course it does. Muggles can't perform magic. If they could they wouldn't be muggles."
"Right you are, Sirius. But what I'm saying is I don't believe Miss Norman is a muggle." Dumbledore looked around at the bewildered expressions worn by most of the occupants of the room. "I'll explain it all at the meeting. First I need to speak to Ella and Joe alone for a few minutes. Miss Norman. Mr. Graham."
They walked into a small room off of the kitchen. When there, Dumbledore asked Joe to tell them what it was that made him suspect that Ella may be more than she seemed.
"Well, I suppose I should have seen it sooner, when we were in school. But, I wasn't really looking for it then. After she came to stay with me, we were up late talking one night," he looked at Ella, "and you told me about that night at the party."
He turned back to Dumbledore. "Some bastard was trying to force her into a room upstairs. When a couple of guys intervened, she wasn't surprised until later when she learned that they were good friends of the man who they stopped. It turns out the three of them have a reputation for taking advantage of girls at parties. Ella told me about it because she was grateful but surprised that they decided to stop their mate this time.
"Obviously, this one incident could have happened with anybody, but it made me remember other times when we were in school. There were several times when she ended up in a dangerous situation of one sort or another, and every time she managed to escape unscathed. I don't remember her ever being sick, and many of the people close to her seemed to be surprisingly healthy as well."
Ella scowled at this. "That's not true, I've been sick before. Remember that time during our junior year, when I missed a week of school?"
"Yes, I thought about that. But I remembered that it was after my accident. The accident that I recovered from with remarkable speed."
"I think what Mr. Graham is trying to say is that you have been performing magic without realizing it. The type of magic you've been using, though, is very hard to detect." Dumbledore walked toward her. "Now I'm going to cast an ancestry spell on you. I suspect that you may be descendant from a very powerful witch."
He raised his wand and a silver light surrounded her.