"Password?" The Fat Lady asked.
"Flibergibit." Heather gasped and the portrait swung open to let her in.
Once she was in the common room, Heather dropped the books onto the table and sat down in the overstuffed chair beside the fire. She sat staring at the flames for awhile, then she closed her eyes.
The second she did, an image flashed before her eyes. The blonde woman, on her knees in front of the man in the armchair. Heather's eyes flew back open, and she jolted as if someone had just smacked her. She knew that she recognized the woman from somewhere, but where?
"Hey Heather." she turned around to find Danie looking down at her.
"I thought you were asking Ron to the dance for Hermione?"
"Done."
Heather stared at her for a minute, then gasped " You!"
"Yah it's me, did you just notice?"
"No! The woman in my vision looked like you. I mean you before we came here! Damn physic powers!"
"Time to have a little chat with daddy-o."
"No way!"
"Yes!" Danie grabbed heather and dragged her towards Snape's office.
"Why does Snape need to know?" Heather demanded, wriggling in Danie's tight grip.
"Don't you ever pay attention? Snape said that BEFORE my hair turned black, I looked like my mother! That's my mother you saw, and he lied to me!" Danie said, dragging her down the stairs and through the halls.
Danie pounded on the door to Snape's office. When no one answered, she looked around and saw a door next to his office. She walked up to it, still clenching Heather's wrist, and barged right in - to Snape's quarters. He was sitting in what looked like a bathrobe, head back, sipping a Bloody Mary with real blood.
"Hmm, I've done that before." Danie said, looking at him.
Snape sat bold upright. "What are you doing here? Wait - what have you done?" Snape boomed.
"I have caught you in a lie and it's my job as a teenager to disobey you." Danie said coolly.
"What lie?" Snape asked.
"I want a picture of my Mother - now." Danie said.
"Why?"
"I deserve to know what my mother looked like."
"Fine." Snape rummaged around in the top drawer, and finally pulled out a picture of a beautiful, blonde woman with blue eyes. Danie took it from Snape and handed it to Heather.
"Is that her?" asked Danie.
Heather looked at the picture and gasped. "Yes." she breathed. Then suddenly everything changed, and her eyes glazed over and fainted.
"Heather? HEATHER!" Danie's voice was falling away. The only thing that Heather could focus on now was Danie's mother - and whom she KNEW now could only be Lord Voldemort. She seemed to be floating over them, as if she was a ghost that no one could see.
"Serve me, and your precious daughter and husband shall be spared." Voldemort hissed.
"Never." Danie's mother said in a shaky voice. "You'll have to kill me first, and I know that my family will have the same reaction."
"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort shouted, and Danie's mother flew up into the corner between the wall and the ceiling - right next to where Heather floated. For a second, Heather could've sworn that she'd seen her, but then she was being pulled away. Through the wall of the room, up into the sky. What she saw then shocked her. The Shrieking shack, Hogsmeade, the road between, then she was being pulled through the walls of Hogwarts, she passed through floors, seeing students in the halls, then into the hospital wing, and back into her body.
****
"Mmm," Heather said, stirring uncomfortably in the hospital bed.
"She's waking up!" Lisa shouted, and Danie, Hermione, Ron, Harry, Snape and Poppy Pomfrey rushed to Heather's side.
Heather sat bolt upright and almost hit Poppy in the head.
"Shrieking Shack!" she shouted.
"What?" everyone asked at the same time.
"Voldemort!" Heather was still shouting, disoriented. Everyone except Lisa, Danie and Harry winced at the sound of the name. "Voldemort's in the Shrieking Shack and he's torturing Danie's mother!"
Snape went pale. Poppy rushed to get a re-orientation potion. Danie was looking from Heather to Snape. Harry was still processing the fact that he wasn't the only one alive that'd seen Voldemort anymore. Lisa was glaring at Snape because she'd just found out that he'd lied to Danie, and Ron and Hermione had just met each other's eyes in a terrified stare.
"Drink this honey." Poppy said, coaxing a potion to Heather, who drank it.
After almost spitting it back up, Heather's eyes looked a little less glazed over.
"That could use a little sugar you know." Heather said, looking at Poppy. Then she turned her head and almost did a double take. "Well I certainly seem to have a fan club!"
"What about Voldemort?" Harry asked impatiently. "How do you know he's in Hogsmeade?"
"I saw him torturing Danie's mom in the shrieking shack in Hogsmeade." Heather said coolly. "And if you don't believe me, there's a group of kids on the second floor, about to break Fred and George Weasley's record. And Snape, Danie'll like her gift."
Snape choked on air.
"What gift?" Asked Danie, turning to Snape. Then, without waiting for an answer she walked out the door.
"Where are you going young lady?" Snape boomed behind her.
"To hell! Who's coming with me?" She replied.
"Oh no you don't! You stay at the dance, and I'll contact the Order. They'll go and get your mother."
"You go too."
"NO!" Heather said. "He wants all of you! The whole Snape family. You can't go.!"
"I agree my dear." a soft voice said from behind them. Dumbledore had been standing in the doorway.
"Fine." Danie said, sitting down on the bed, crossing her arms and putting on her best pouty face. "But I want to be notified as soon as she's brought back here! AND I want chocolate."
Heather took one of the huge slabs of chocolate beside her bed and broke it in half. She gave one half to Danie and started gnawing on the second half.
"Thank you."
"Welcome." Heather replied, getting up. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have to get ready for the dance."
"Flibergibit." Heather gasped and the portrait swung open to let her in.
Once she was in the common room, Heather dropped the books onto the table and sat down in the overstuffed chair beside the fire. She sat staring at the flames for awhile, then she closed her eyes.
The second she did, an image flashed before her eyes. The blonde woman, on her knees in front of the man in the armchair. Heather's eyes flew back open, and she jolted as if someone had just smacked her. She knew that she recognized the woman from somewhere, but where?
"Hey Heather." she turned around to find Danie looking down at her.
"I thought you were asking Ron to the dance for Hermione?"
"Done."
Heather stared at her for a minute, then gasped " You!"
"Yah it's me, did you just notice?"
"No! The woman in my vision looked like you. I mean you before we came here! Damn physic powers!"
"Time to have a little chat with daddy-o."
"No way!"
"Yes!" Danie grabbed heather and dragged her towards Snape's office.
"Why does Snape need to know?" Heather demanded, wriggling in Danie's tight grip.
"Don't you ever pay attention? Snape said that BEFORE my hair turned black, I looked like my mother! That's my mother you saw, and he lied to me!" Danie said, dragging her down the stairs and through the halls.
Danie pounded on the door to Snape's office. When no one answered, she looked around and saw a door next to his office. She walked up to it, still clenching Heather's wrist, and barged right in - to Snape's quarters. He was sitting in what looked like a bathrobe, head back, sipping a Bloody Mary with real blood.
"Hmm, I've done that before." Danie said, looking at him.
Snape sat bold upright. "What are you doing here? Wait - what have you done?" Snape boomed.
"I have caught you in a lie and it's my job as a teenager to disobey you." Danie said coolly.
"What lie?" Snape asked.
"I want a picture of my Mother - now." Danie said.
"Why?"
"I deserve to know what my mother looked like."
"Fine." Snape rummaged around in the top drawer, and finally pulled out a picture of a beautiful, blonde woman with blue eyes. Danie took it from Snape and handed it to Heather.
"Is that her?" asked Danie.
Heather looked at the picture and gasped. "Yes." she breathed. Then suddenly everything changed, and her eyes glazed over and fainted.
"Heather? HEATHER!" Danie's voice was falling away. The only thing that Heather could focus on now was Danie's mother - and whom she KNEW now could only be Lord Voldemort. She seemed to be floating over them, as if she was a ghost that no one could see.
"Serve me, and your precious daughter and husband shall be spared." Voldemort hissed.
"Never." Danie's mother said in a shaky voice. "You'll have to kill me first, and I know that my family will have the same reaction."
"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort shouted, and Danie's mother flew up into the corner between the wall and the ceiling - right next to where Heather floated. For a second, Heather could've sworn that she'd seen her, but then she was being pulled away. Through the wall of the room, up into the sky. What she saw then shocked her. The Shrieking shack, Hogsmeade, the road between, then she was being pulled through the walls of Hogwarts, she passed through floors, seeing students in the halls, then into the hospital wing, and back into her body.
****
"Mmm," Heather said, stirring uncomfortably in the hospital bed.
"She's waking up!" Lisa shouted, and Danie, Hermione, Ron, Harry, Snape and Poppy Pomfrey rushed to Heather's side.
Heather sat bolt upright and almost hit Poppy in the head.
"Shrieking Shack!" she shouted.
"What?" everyone asked at the same time.
"Voldemort!" Heather was still shouting, disoriented. Everyone except Lisa, Danie and Harry winced at the sound of the name. "Voldemort's in the Shrieking Shack and he's torturing Danie's mother!"
Snape went pale. Poppy rushed to get a re-orientation potion. Danie was looking from Heather to Snape. Harry was still processing the fact that he wasn't the only one alive that'd seen Voldemort anymore. Lisa was glaring at Snape because she'd just found out that he'd lied to Danie, and Ron and Hermione had just met each other's eyes in a terrified stare.
"Drink this honey." Poppy said, coaxing a potion to Heather, who drank it.
After almost spitting it back up, Heather's eyes looked a little less glazed over.
"That could use a little sugar you know." Heather said, looking at Poppy. Then she turned her head and almost did a double take. "Well I certainly seem to have a fan club!"
"What about Voldemort?" Harry asked impatiently. "How do you know he's in Hogsmeade?"
"I saw him torturing Danie's mom in the shrieking shack in Hogsmeade." Heather said coolly. "And if you don't believe me, there's a group of kids on the second floor, about to break Fred and George Weasley's record. And Snape, Danie'll like her gift."
Snape choked on air.
"What gift?" Asked Danie, turning to Snape. Then, without waiting for an answer she walked out the door.
"Where are you going young lady?" Snape boomed behind her.
"To hell! Who's coming with me?" She replied.
"Oh no you don't! You stay at the dance, and I'll contact the Order. They'll go and get your mother."
"You go too."
"NO!" Heather said. "He wants all of you! The whole Snape family. You can't go.!"
"I agree my dear." a soft voice said from behind them. Dumbledore had been standing in the doorway.
"Fine." Danie said, sitting down on the bed, crossing her arms and putting on her best pouty face. "But I want to be notified as soon as she's brought back here! AND I want chocolate."
Heather took one of the huge slabs of chocolate beside her bed and broke it in half. She gave one half to Danie and started gnawing on the second half.
"Thank you."
"Welcome." Heather replied, getting up. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have to get ready for the dance."