I felt like I was whirling around and around. Which I was in a way since I
was apparating. I bit my lip hoping that I didn't get splinched because I
really wasn't paying attention to what I was doing. Suddenly, my feet
touched the ground. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was back at home.
Vivian came into the room.
"How did you just apparated?!" she screeched in horror.
"Not now Viv! Death Eaters at school! We have to hurry!" Vivian paled.
"Death Eaters? How did you find out?"
"NOT NOW!" I screamed. I can have quite a temper if I want to.
"Dumbledore-we need to go to Dumbledore... Get your most important things! We're going. NOW!"
"Right!" I raced around our condo suite and picked up only my most important things and shrunk them with my wand. I stuffed them in my pocket. Suddenly, there were banging noises outside right in the middle of daylight. I breathed sharply. Vivian came in to my room. Taking out her wand, she pointed it at a notebook lying on the floor.
"Portus! Touch it in 3 seconds. 3, 2, 1 NOW!" I touched the notebook, and suddenly I felt like I was being tugged by my navel. I couldn't even scream. Then, we landed. I looked around me. It was possibly the weirdest office I had ever seen. An old crinkly man turned around from his window and faced us. I let my jaw drop. He was like an older version of Nathaniel by like a hundred or so years!
"Ah-hello Vivian. Long time no see. How long has it been? 20 years, no doubt, eh?"
"Hello pro-Albus. There were Death Eaters at Frieda's school! And from what I was watching on the news, a bang baby war!"
"Yes, Alistair Moody has just come by telling me that young Mr. Potter had a dream on the train about this. I do believe that you are the girl he saw, Miss Frieda McKinley."
"What?" I asked in confusion. How the hell could Harry Potter possibly see me and the rest of us bang babies, Death Eaters and cops from I can't remember how many kilometres away?
"We will bring you to the Burrow, Frieda. It is the only place you can go for now. Yes Vivian-I know you have many questions. All shall be answered in good time, but alas, we do not have much time right now. I do believe that you'd like to take your position in the Order of the Pheonix?"
"Yes, of course. May I see Harry as well? It's been so long. I remember- Lily, Avril, Jane and I used to love watching Harry accidentally hex James. Good times... Yes... Good times," said Vivian sadly.
"Well you may see Harry anytime when we get to the Burrow."
"P-Albus, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to Jane anyways?"
"Jane was murdered. I thought you of all people would know that."
"I lost connection to the magical world when Avril, Frieda and I were living in Dakota."
"Yes, well Jane was murdered by an unknown Death Eater for the work she did in the Department of Mysteries. But you and Avril would have known that her work was dangerous, as was yours."
"Hmm... Yes, well let's just go to the Burrow, shall we?"
I watched as Vivian and Dumbledore talked. Who the hell was Jane? Avril was my mom, Lily was Harry Potter's mom, Vivian was Vivian, so who was Jane? And what kind of work did my mom and her friends do that was so dangerous? Dangerous enough to actually withdraw from the wizarding world?
"Let's go now, shall we? I believe Harry will be delighted to know that you were not merely a figment of his imagination, Frieda, but a real person, and that he saw a real vision. Now what is this power of yours?"
"Time travel," I mumbled.
"I beg your pardon, but I am not as young as I used to be."
"TIME TRAVEL! You know, going to the past, present, future, never was? Stuff like that?"
"Ah... Time travel. Very mysterious thing, time. Well I do hope that you manage to control your temper-we cannot have you or anybody else for that matter popping in between the ages," said Dumbledore very seriously.
"Yeah, yeah."
Dumbledore made another portkey for us, and when we held onto it and landed again, I found myself standing at a lawn, that was in front of a queer house indeed-there were more than one chimneys, and the house sort of seemed to be leaning at an angle, and yet right side up. Two red headed boys (twins) were crouched down in front of a set of bushes, whispering excitedly.
"Fred! George! What a delight to see you," said Dumbledore loudly. The twins jumped.
"P-professor!"
"We didn't do anything!"
"We swear!" One of the twins nudged the other one suddenly and whispered something.
"Oh wait! We're not in school anymore. Sorry about that, Albus old chap! Some things are hard to forget." I stared at them.
"I have to live HERE? For the whole summer? What about Nathaniel? He's related to you, right? Do I still have to take summer lessons? I want a vacation like everybody else." The twins stared at me. "What are you looking at," I snapped.
"You."
"You're not from around here."
"You're from USA, aren't you?"
"You're that girl Ronnykins was talking about, aren't you?"
"The one Harry dreamed about!"
"With all the Death Eaters, right?"
"And super humans and stuff!"
"Will you two please stop talking for one second?" asked Dumbledore quite calmly.
"Sir yes sir!"
"Why don't you go and get your mother," said Vivan.
"MOOOOOMMMMM!!!" screamed the twins. I raised an eyebrow. They look older than me and they act like they're five!
"Fred! George! What have I told you about screaming? Honestly-you've got your own business, and you two still insist on acting like toddlers! Oh, hello Albus! I'm sure Alistair informed you about the girl? Oh, you're here already! That was quite fast!"
"Hello Molly. Frieda here will be staying with you. I hope you don't mind."
"Heavens no! And Vivian! Long time no see! How have you been dear?" Vivian grinned.
"Marvellous Molly. I suppose as good as it can get living like a muggle, anyways..."
"Living like a muggle! Please don't tell me you didn't! Where's your father Frieda?"
"I don't have one," I said coolly. Mrs. Weasley seemed taken aback at first, but smiled kindly.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. I suppose a lot have things have happened with the Death Eaters... Mind you, I didn't think that you-know-who would go all the way to America!"
"There are many things going on, Molly, that you have no idea about," said Dumbledore mysteriously.
"And my dad didn't die. I think. I never met him, and I don't want to-if he walked out on mom, then I don't think that he was a good dad. I don't even know his name, and I hope it stays that way." Mrs. Weasley looked at Dumbledore and then at Vivian.
"Oh dear..."
"On a brighter note, Molly, Harry should be around here in a week. I'll have someone go fetch him Friday night," said Dumbledore.
"Well go on inside," said Mrs. Weasley. I just need to talk to Albus here for a bit." Vivian led me into the house. She dragged me into the back yard.
"Listen Frieda. There are some things that nobody know about you-your powers for one. Don't go telling the whole world-just the people here, all right? And don't use them. I still don't know how you managed to take magical lessons, and get a wand, but I will find out soon. And um, well about your father..." I looked up. Now I was listening.
"What about the ass?"
"Well, before your mother went into hiding in Dakota, which was about 8 and a half months before you were born, she was seeing somebody. And er, well they broke up after some fight... And, well um, this man was, er, Sirius Black." My eyes became wide. "Now, don't jump into ant conclusions. I'm just telling you this... So, er, well your mom went to Dakota where you were born without knowing that she was pregnant... So, um, well perhaps he is your father."
"He was innocent, wasn't he? Well mom said that he walked out on her. I never saw him anyways, so frankly, I don't care."
"He may not be your father."
"Mom wouldn't cheat."
"I know. If he is, you don't mind that he's-you know-gone?"
"No. Why would I? He's always been gone."
"Well would you like to verify this?"
"I guess," I mumbled. I can't stand it! Mom used to say that when God was making me, I must have skipped the common sense line, and headed straight for the curiosity line. Damn curiosity!
"Alright. Well I'll have to ask Dumbledore first."
"Fine with me."
Vivian disappeared and came back.
"It's good that I took up medicare. This isn't going to hurt. I'm just going to charm you, so that your body splits into the two people who are your parents."
"You mean getting splinched in a way?"
"I suppose you could put it that way."
"Alright then." Vivian waved her wand and muttered a spell. It had to be the weirdest feeling ever. I felt numb, and suddenly, I could only see blackness. And then I saw again.
"I was right," said Vivian tonelessly.
"What? He's my dad? Great," I said sarcastically. For some reason, I didn't feel any emotions at all.
"Don't tell anybody this eit-wait a second... If you're his kid, then that means that you own all of the Black property, and everything. Plus we can use Grmauld Place as Headquarters again!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Come with me."
"How did you just apparated?!" she screeched in horror.
"Not now Viv! Death Eaters at school! We have to hurry!" Vivian paled.
"Death Eaters? How did you find out?"
"NOT NOW!" I screamed. I can have quite a temper if I want to.
"Dumbledore-we need to go to Dumbledore... Get your most important things! We're going. NOW!"
"Right!" I raced around our condo suite and picked up only my most important things and shrunk them with my wand. I stuffed them in my pocket. Suddenly, there were banging noises outside right in the middle of daylight. I breathed sharply. Vivian came in to my room. Taking out her wand, she pointed it at a notebook lying on the floor.
"Portus! Touch it in 3 seconds. 3, 2, 1 NOW!" I touched the notebook, and suddenly I felt like I was being tugged by my navel. I couldn't even scream. Then, we landed. I looked around me. It was possibly the weirdest office I had ever seen. An old crinkly man turned around from his window and faced us. I let my jaw drop. He was like an older version of Nathaniel by like a hundred or so years!
"Ah-hello Vivian. Long time no see. How long has it been? 20 years, no doubt, eh?"
"Hello pro-Albus. There were Death Eaters at Frieda's school! And from what I was watching on the news, a bang baby war!"
"Yes, Alistair Moody has just come by telling me that young Mr. Potter had a dream on the train about this. I do believe that you are the girl he saw, Miss Frieda McKinley."
"What?" I asked in confusion. How the hell could Harry Potter possibly see me and the rest of us bang babies, Death Eaters and cops from I can't remember how many kilometres away?
"We will bring you to the Burrow, Frieda. It is the only place you can go for now. Yes Vivian-I know you have many questions. All shall be answered in good time, but alas, we do not have much time right now. I do believe that you'd like to take your position in the Order of the Pheonix?"
"Yes, of course. May I see Harry as well? It's been so long. I remember- Lily, Avril, Jane and I used to love watching Harry accidentally hex James. Good times... Yes... Good times," said Vivian sadly.
"Well you may see Harry anytime when we get to the Burrow."
"P-Albus, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to Jane anyways?"
"Jane was murdered. I thought you of all people would know that."
"I lost connection to the magical world when Avril, Frieda and I were living in Dakota."
"Yes, well Jane was murdered by an unknown Death Eater for the work she did in the Department of Mysteries. But you and Avril would have known that her work was dangerous, as was yours."
"Hmm... Yes, well let's just go to the Burrow, shall we?"
I watched as Vivian and Dumbledore talked. Who the hell was Jane? Avril was my mom, Lily was Harry Potter's mom, Vivian was Vivian, so who was Jane? And what kind of work did my mom and her friends do that was so dangerous? Dangerous enough to actually withdraw from the wizarding world?
"Let's go now, shall we? I believe Harry will be delighted to know that you were not merely a figment of his imagination, Frieda, but a real person, and that he saw a real vision. Now what is this power of yours?"
"Time travel," I mumbled.
"I beg your pardon, but I am not as young as I used to be."
"TIME TRAVEL! You know, going to the past, present, future, never was? Stuff like that?"
"Ah... Time travel. Very mysterious thing, time. Well I do hope that you manage to control your temper-we cannot have you or anybody else for that matter popping in between the ages," said Dumbledore very seriously.
"Yeah, yeah."
Dumbledore made another portkey for us, and when we held onto it and landed again, I found myself standing at a lawn, that was in front of a queer house indeed-there were more than one chimneys, and the house sort of seemed to be leaning at an angle, and yet right side up. Two red headed boys (twins) were crouched down in front of a set of bushes, whispering excitedly.
"Fred! George! What a delight to see you," said Dumbledore loudly. The twins jumped.
"P-professor!"
"We didn't do anything!"
"We swear!" One of the twins nudged the other one suddenly and whispered something.
"Oh wait! We're not in school anymore. Sorry about that, Albus old chap! Some things are hard to forget." I stared at them.
"I have to live HERE? For the whole summer? What about Nathaniel? He's related to you, right? Do I still have to take summer lessons? I want a vacation like everybody else." The twins stared at me. "What are you looking at," I snapped.
"You."
"You're not from around here."
"You're from USA, aren't you?"
"You're that girl Ronnykins was talking about, aren't you?"
"The one Harry dreamed about!"
"With all the Death Eaters, right?"
"And super humans and stuff!"
"Will you two please stop talking for one second?" asked Dumbledore quite calmly.
"Sir yes sir!"
"Why don't you go and get your mother," said Vivan.
"MOOOOOMMMMM!!!" screamed the twins. I raised an eyebrow. They look older than me and they act like they're five!
"Fred! George! What have I told you about screaming? Honestly-you've got your own business, and you two still insist on acting like toddlers! Oh, hello Albus! I'm sure Alistair informed you about the girl? Oh, you're here already! That was quite fast!"
"Hello Molly. Frieda here will be staying with you. I hope you don't mind."
"Heavens no! And Vivian! Long time no see! How have you been dear?" Vivian grinned.
"Marvellous Molly. I suppose as good as it can get living like a muggle, anyways..."
"Living like a muggle! Please don't tell me you didn't! Where's your father Frieda?"
"I don't have one," I said coolly. Mrs. Weasley seemed taken aback at first, but smiled kindly.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. I suppose a lot have things have happened with the Death Eaters... Mind you, I didn't think that you-know-who would go all the way to America!"
"There are many things going on, Molly, that you have no idea about," said Dumbledore mysteriously.
"And my dad didn't die. I think. I never met him, and I don't want to-if he walked out on mom, then I don't think that he was a good dad. I don't even know his name, and I hope it stays that way." Mrs. Weasley looked at Dumbledore and then at Vivian.
"Oh dear..."
"On a brighter note, Molly, Harry should be around here in a week. I'll have someone go fetch him Friday night," said Dumbledore.
"Well go on inside," said Mrs. Weasley. I just need to talk to Albus here for a bit." Vivian led me into the house. She dragged me into the back yard.
"Listen Frieda. There are some things that nobody know about you-your powers for one. Don't go telling the whole world-just the people here, all right? And don't use them. I still don't know how you managed to take magical lessons, and get a wand, but I will find out soon. And um, well about your father..." I looked up. Now I was listening.
"What about the ass?"
"Well, before your mother went into hiding in Dakota, which was about 8 and a half months before you were born, she was seeing somebody. And er, well they broke up after some fight... And, well um, this man was, er, Sirius Black." My eyes became wide. "Now, don't jump into ant conclusions. I'm just telling you this... So, er, well your mom went to Dakota where you were born without knowing that she was pregnant... So, um, well perhaps he is your father."
"He was innocent, wasn't he? Well mom said that he walked out on her. I never saw him anyways, so frankly, I don't care."
"He may not be your father."
"Mom wouldn't cheat."
"I know. If he is, you don't mind that he's-you know-gone?"
"No. Why would I? He's always been gone."
"Well would you like to verify this?"
"I guess," I mumbled. I can't stand it! Mom used to say that when God was making me, I must have skipped the common sense line, and headed straight for the curiosity line. Damn curiosity!
"Alright. Well I'll have to ask Dumbledore first."
"Fine with me."
Vivian disappeared and came back.
"It's good that I took up medicare. This isn't going to hurt. I'm just going to charm you, so that your body splits into the two people who are your parents."
"You mean getting splinched in a way?"
"I suppose you could put it that way."
"Alright then." Vivian waved her wand and muttered a spell. It had to be the weirdest feeling ever. I felt numb, and suddenly, I could only see blackness. And then I saw again.
"I was right," said Vivian tonelessly.
"What? He's my dad? Great," I said sarcastically. For some reason, I didn't feel any emotions at all.
"Don't tell anybody this eit-wait a second... If you're his kid, then that means that you own all of the Black property, and everything. Plus we can use Grmauld Place as Headquarters again!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Come with me."