Chapter 6: Meetings
Vyk was horizontal, lying on a bed somewhere, and she had no idea how she got there, but she felt like she was wrung out to dry and pinned up on a clothesline left out to dry in the wind. She looked around and saw a lady with her back to her, humming softly to her self. She swiftly turned around, as if she could sense Vyk watching her, and said, "Ahh. The little patient is awake, which is good. You are a strong young woman to fight off the poison in those deadly long nails of that horrid beast. Here, drink up, it will help you feel not so much pain. You have so many cuts, but I fixed you up as well as I could on the outside." Madame Pomphry handed her a cup with some dark liquid inside, but Vyk hesitated to drink it. She wanted to talk to Dumbledore, but he was no where in sight. She had to give him the picture of the Death Eater, but she couldn't just get up and walk to him because she had no idea where he was at the moment.
The door opened, and in walked Dumbledore followed by Professor McGonnagal and two students, a boy and a girl. The boy had fiery red hair and a confused look on his face, and the girl had bushy brown hair and looked quite relaxed and composed. "Poppy, you wouldn't mind if I talked to Miss. Locke? Thank you, and don't worry we will only be a few minutes and I will make sure she drinks whatever is in her cup that I know she is avoiding." Madame Pomphry bowed her head and exited the room by a side door.
"Now, Vyktoria, I know that it has been rough these last few days, but I asure you that all your questions will be answered. Please, let me introduce the prefects of Gryffindor: Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. We may talk freely here, and whatever is said here will not be repeated without Vyktoria's permission, got that you two?" Ron and Hermione nodded their heads, Vyktoria could see that both of them were confused.
"What did you find out?" It was a simple question from a simple man. Vyk reached her hand to her pocket, but she wasn't wearing her clothes anymore, instead she was wearing a pair of pink pinstriped pajamas. "Uhh.." she began, but she needed water. Dumbledore handed ehr a glass of water to soothe her throat; she drank it gladly and when her throat didn't feel as dry and coarse anymore she began to speak:
"In my pocket in my shirt, there is a drawing of a man who met with the leithfold in the forest on the third day. I could not hear their conversation, but I drew who he was. You can see by the drawing that he is a Death Eater, but I don't recognize him. Maybe, perhaps you could? After the meeting, I went back to the leithfold's lair and killed him. The beast that followed me through the fire was it's mate. I didn't know it had a mate, and I am sorry to bring it here and disturb your feast, but I didn't know what else to do, so I just..." Dumbledore held up his hands and said, "That is enough, I don't need you to get all worked up or I would ahve to deal with Poppy. Thank you, and it's fine, you are not in any trouble with me. You will start your classes tomorrow with the rest of the school, but you must keep quiet about this for I am sure that the whole school will be buzzing with your grand entrance. I must retire to my office, Minerva, these children can remain and talk, but must return to their common rooms before lights out." Dumbledore shook Vyk's hand and swept out of the room, with Professor McGonnagal behind him. Vyk let out a sigh and fell back onto the bed.
"What?" She looked over at the two teenagers present in the room with her. Hermione nudged Ron who couldn't stop staring at Vyk. "I guess introductions should be first, but it seems Dumbledore has ruined that plan. I am Hermione Granger, and he's Ronald Weasley. Call him Ron though, he doesn't like Roanld. He has awfully bad manners and has forgotten that it is rude to stare." She nudged Ron and he came out of his trance. Vyk laughed, "I am Vyktoria Locke, but if you call me Vyktoria I will hurt you, so call me Vyk; I find that it suites me better." Hermione laughed along with Vyk.
"I am so exhausted, the day has been endless. Do you mind, if I just go to sleep?" Hermione smiled and replied, "Of course not, come on Ron, lets go." Hermione stood up and walked to the door, but Ron was still sitting beside Vyk. "Ron!" She shouted. Ron jumped up and said, "What? Huh? I wasn't doing anything this time Hermione, I swear!"
"That, Ron, was the point." Hermione held the door open for Ron to walk through. His face was bright red as he walked out of the door, and Hermione proceeded him. Vyk sighed again, and turned over onto her stomach. Finally, I can get some sleep now.
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Harry stayed awake for Ron and Hermione to come back, but they took longer than he expected, and he fell asleep in his chair. He was awakened by Ron, who was shaking him with a sloppy smile on his face. "Harry, you won't believe what we just found out, and you won't believe how good it is to be a prefect!" Hermione pushed him and he fell back on the couch.
"I don't understand why you are so giddy, she is just a person like you or me or Harry." By these words Harry was fully awake and very confused. "What do you mean she?"
"Oh man, remember that girl who crashed the Welcoming Feast? Well, you won't believe it, but we met her!" Ron did a little happy dance with his fists jabbing the air and jumping up and down. "But it's cool, not that big of a deal, I mean she is just a girl with long brown hair and beautiful blue eyes, and freckles across her nose." Ron's eyes glazed over, he was in his happy place.
"Ron, as I have said before, you are shallow and you cannot judge someone by their looks, she could be the meanest, nastiest person alive, even worse than Malfoy." Hermione always told Ron this, but once again he was not listening. Harry was still confused, and was at a loss for words. Hermione saw this, and attempted to explain, "I am not saying that she is mean, from what I concluded she was very nice and polite, but she was kind of out of it which is expected from the paralysis she had just experienced."
Harry was more confused that ever, so he stood up and walked to his room without saying goodnight. Is it just me, or do they get stranger and stranger by the day?
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Author's Note: The leithfold was a creature in the Fantastic Beasts and where to find them, and it was a cloak-like creature, but I got the way it looks from Buffy. I was not "ripping" them off, because the only things they have similar are the skin color and the claws. That's it, the beast in Buffy was named something else entirely. But I will say that that creature gave mine some inspiration.