Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Chapter 11
Questions Almost Answered
Professor Snape stood speechless for a few minutes before grabbing the first student he could find.
"Go get Dumbledore!" he yelled and Draco Malfoy ran from the room. As soon as Draco had left the Slytherin dormitory Mêlée snapped out of her trance, collapsed and the rain suddenly stopped but the common room was still soaking wet. Snape ran to the fallen girl. Soon after Dumbledore and Professor Ashkevron rushed into the room. They had just reached her side when she began to wake.
"What happened?" she asked.
"We could ask you the same thing, Miss Black." Snape snapped.
Mêlée looked around at the soaked common room and the scorched spots on the floor and walls then at Dumbledore.
"Honestly, Professors, I don't remember what happened." She said. Suddenly cold from being drenched she began to shake.
"Come, Miss Black, lets get you to the Hospital Wing." Dumbledore stated and Snape and Vanyel help him get Mêlée to her feet and down to the Hospital Wing.
Madame Pomfrey was waiting for them when they got there. She ushered Mêlée to a bed by her sister and gave her a basic evaluation. Mêlée begged Madame Pomfrey to take down the divider between herself and Cleo and finally Madame Pomfrey gave in.
"Mêlée! What happened?" Cleo said upon seeing her sister.
"I really don't know." Mêlée answered. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. You?"
"Tired but other than that I'm fine."
"Go to sleep!" Madame Pomfrey cried from the other end of the room. Cleo and Mêlée smiled but soon fell asleep.
Madame Pomfrey was in Dumbledore's office for the second time that day along with McGonagall, Snape, and Ashkevron.
"I believe that you were correct in or assumptions, Poppy." Dumbledore was saying. The other professors looked at each other in confusion and Dumbledore saw this.
"We believe that the Black sisters are the next generation of Elementals." Ashkevron, Snape, and McGonagall stared at Dumbledore with their mouths wide open.
"Elementals?" Minerva asked. "Are you certain?"
"No, but there are many similarities." He answered.
"The last Elementals were the Blanc sisters born in 1830. That's exactly 150 years from when the Black sisters were born." Madame Pomfrey explained. "Plus they are quadruplets, one in each house, and the events of the last day."
"The only thing we can do is try and make sure that Cleo and Mêlée do not hurt anyone seriously. And keep an eye on Curania and A'lira. Their powers will surface soon." Dumbledore paused. "They powers will be at full power when they turn eighteen."
"We do not have much time to prepare," Minerva said slowly. "They turn eighteen on Halloween."
The next morning Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, A'lira, and Curania came to see them before classes. Madame Pomfrey reluctantly released Cleo and Mêlée so that they could go to classes. They walked together to the Great Hall for breakfast. Mêlée reluctantly went to the Slytherin table and sat at the edge farthest from any of the other students. A'lira and Curania went to their tables and Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Cleo went to theirs.
The rest of the day went fairly quickly and all too soon it was Tuesday and the day that the sisters had their potions class. The last weeks they had done mainly preparations for the Invisibility potion but hadn't gotten vary far into actually making it. This week they would be doing a very crucial step in the brewing process. So far they had added the powered unicorn root and Pegasus hoof-root, two of the purest substances in the world. Now they had to add the new-moon dewdrops, one of the rarest substances on earth because of the difficultly obtaining it. You had to collect it during the second night of the new moon at exactly midnight otherwise the dew becomes one of the most impure substances on earth.
The sisters arrived in the Potions classroom a few minutes early. Professor Snape had laid out six jars on each of their desks next to their cauldrons. Snape himself sat at his desk looking over some papers. He looked up at them as they sat down. Soon the bell rang for class to begin. He stood up and walked to the black board.
"Now you were suppose to do research to find out what made the new- moon dewdrops pure and how to tell." He looked out over them. "Today we will see if you did indeed do the research. In front of you are six jars of new-moon dewdrops at different stages of purity. You must choose which one to use. If you choose the wrong one it will either blow up now or when you add the stardust next week." He paused. "WELL WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?"
The girls rushed to get out the notes that they had taken the past week on the purity of the dewdrops. Cleo looked at the page she had written.
New-moon dewdrops have six stages of purity. most impure--looks like clear water and doesn't smell. next stage--looks like blue water and smells like blueberries. third stage--looks like green water and smells like apples. fourth stage--looks like yellow water and smells like lemons. fifth stage-looks like sparkling water and smells like rotten eggs. the most pure-looks like clear water and doesn't smell.
The only way to tell the difference between the most impure and the most
pure is to test the taste. If the dewdrops taste like water then it is
impure. If they taste like butterbeer then it is pure.
She looked back at the jars in front of her. She automatically eliminated the blue, green, yellow, and sparkling waters looking ones. She moved the two jars of the clear water looking ones in front of her and put on a pair of gloves. She opened the jars and carefully dipped one finger into one of the jars and tasted it. It tasted like water so just to make sure she put on another glove and tasted the second. Sure enough the dewdrops tasted like butterbeer.
Carefully she measured out the correct amount of the dewdrops knowing that if she put too much or too little the results would be just as disastrous as if she had added impure dewdrops. She waited a few seconds after putting the dewdrops into the cauldron, half expecting it to explode in her face. The potion bubbled and turned from its former yellow color to a deep blue that told her that she had done it correctly.
A'lira, however, was not doing so well. All of her sisters' knew that when it came to schoolwork, A'lira was not the best. She wasn't as bad as Neville but she didn't like to study or do research. She added the dewdrops that were clear but when they hit the potion, Cleo could see the pale blue color that told her that A'lira had picked the wrong one.
Unfortunately Snape saw it as well. "YOU PICKED THE WRONG ONE, MISS BLACK. LUCKILY I CAN REVERSE THE EFFECTS." He sneered and added a little more powered unicorn horn and neutralized the wrong dewdrops. "NOW ADD THE CORRECT DEWDROPS." He walked back up to his desk. "AND NOTE, MISS. BLACK, THAT FIVE POINTS WILL BE TAKEN FROM HUFFLEPUFF." He wrote the note down. Suddenly one of the bottles on A'lira's desk began to shake and fell to the floor and shattered. Snape turned to her again. "MAKE THAT TEN POINTS! AND CLEAN THAT UP!" he snapped.
A'lira quietly cleaned up the mess of impure dewdrops off of the floor. When she was finished she added the correct dewdrops and didn't say a word for the rest of the class. Her sisters felt bad for her but knew better than to say anything until after class or get in trouble themselves. As soon as class was over A'lira joined her sisters outside of the dungeon.
"oh, A'lira, we would've said something but then we all would have gotten in trouble." Curania said sympathetically.
"I know." A'lira said cheerfully. "I don't really know why the bottle fell, though. I was no where near it."
"I don't know. May be you shook the table." Cleo said.
"Come on we have to get to our next class." Mêlée said.
"Bye," they said at once and turned down the different directions to their next class.
Meanwhile Dumbledore had contacted Chris and Katherine, who were still staying in the room they had gotten when they had first arrived at Hogwarts, and asked them to meet him in their rooms that day. So after lunch Chris and Katherine headed down the hallway to their rooms. They turned a corner and heard some people talking.
"It's happening again." One voice said. It was a woman's voice.
"I believe so, Christy." Another woman's voice said.
"Has it really been that long?" another woman asked.
"Yes, Aine, it has." The first one answered.
"Oh, I do hope it turns out better than last time." Another woman said, her voice sad.
"So do I, Michele, so do I." The second answered. Chris and Katherine chose that moment to turn the corner and discover that the people talking were the girls in the portrait guarding their quarters. The girls stopped talking immediately when they saw them and smiled sweetly as Chris and Katherine came to stand in front of the portrait.
"Hello, what were you talking about? What's happening?" Chris asked.
"Oh, My hair went flat." Christy said quickly.
"But you're a picture, your hair can't go flat. It's always perfect." Katherine said matter a fact voice.
"Well, er, uh, Password?" she changed the subject.
Chris gave the password and went into the common room of their quarters. Dumbledore was already there, sitting on the couch. "Ah, Chris, Katherine." He said standing up. "I have some interesting news about your daughters. You had better sit down."
Chapter 11
Questions Almost Answered
Professor Snape stood speechless for a few minutes before grabbing the first student he could find.
"Go get Dumbledore!" he yelled and Draco Malfoy ran from the room. As soon as Draco had left the Slytherin dormitory Mêlée snapped out of her trance, collapsed and the rain suddenly stopped but the common room was still soaking wet. Snape ran to the fallen girl. Soon after Dumbledore and Professor Ashkevron rushed into the room. They had just reached her side when she began to wake.
"What happened?" she asked.
"We could ask you the same thing, Miss Black." Snape snapped.
Mêlée looked around at the soaked common room and the scorched spots on the floor and walls then at Dumbledore.
"Honestly, Professors, I don't remember what happened." She said. Suddenly cold from being drenched she began to shake.
"Come, Miss Black, lets get you to the Hospital Wing." Dumbledore stated and Snape and Vanyel help him get Mêlée to her feet and down to the Hospital Wing.
Madame Pomfrey was waiting for them when they got there. She ushered Mêlée to a bed by her sister and gave her a basic evaluation. Mêlée begged Madame Pomfrey to take down the divider between herself and Cleo and finally Madame Pomfrey gave in.
"Mêlée! What happened?" Cleo said upon seeing her sister.
"I really don't know." Mêlée answered. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. You?"
"Tired but other than that I'm fine."
"Go to sleep!" Madame Pomfrey cried from the other end of the room. Cleo and Mêlée smiled but soon fell asleep.
Madame Pomfrey was in Dumbledore's office for the second time that day along with McGonagall, Snape, and Ashkevron.
"I believe that you were correct in or assumptions, Poppy." Dumbledore was saying. The other professors looked at each other in confusion and Dumbledore saw this.
"We believe that the Black sisters are the next generation of Elementals." Ashkevron, Snape, and McGonagall stared at Dumbledore with their mouths wide open.
"Elementals?" Minerva asked. "Are you certain?"
"No, but there are many similarities." He answered.
"The last Elementals were the Blanc sisters born in 1830. That's exactly 150 years from when the Black sisters were born." Madame Pomfrey explained. "Plus they are quadruplets, one in each house, and the events of the last day."
"The only thing we can do is try and make sure that Cleo and Mêlée do not hurt anyone seriously. And keep an eye on Curania and A'lira. Their powers will surface soon." Dumbledore paused. "They powers will be at full power when they turn eighteen."
"We do not have much time to prepare," Minerva said slowly. "They turn eighteen on Halloween."
The next morning Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, A'lira, and Curania came to see them before classes. Madame Pomfrey reluctantly released Cleo and Mêlée so that they could go to classes. They walked together to the Great Hall for breakfast. Mêlée reluctantly went to the Slytherin table and sat at the edge farthest from any of the other students. A'lira and Curania went to their tables and Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Cleo went to theirs.
The rest of the day went fairly quickly and all too soon it was Tuesday and the day that the sisters had their potions class. The last weeks they had done mainly preparations for the Invisibility potion but hadn't gotten vary far into actually making it. This week they would be doing a very crucial step in the brewing process. So far they had added the powered unicorn root and Pegasus hoof-root, two of the purest substances in the world. Now they had to add the new-moon dewdrops, one of the rarest substances on earth because of the difficultly obtaining it. You had to collect it during the second night of the new moon at exactly midnight otherwise the dew becomes one of the most impure substances on earth.
The sisters arrived in the Potions classroom a few minutes early. Professor Snape had laid out six jars on each of their desks next to their cauldrons. Snape himself sat at his desk looking over some papers. He looked up at them as they sat down. Soon the bell rang for class to begin. He stood up and walked to the black board.
"Now you were suppose to do research to find out what made the new- moon dewdrops pure and how to tell." He looked out over them. "Today we will see if you did indeed do the research. In front of you are six jars of new-moon dewdrops at different stages of purity. You must choose which one to use. If you choose the wrong one it will either blow up now or when you add the stardust next week." He paused. "WELL WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?"
The girls rushed to get out the notes that they had taken the past week on the purity of the dewdrops. Cleo looked at the page she had written.
New-moon dewdrops have six stages of purity. most impure--looks like clear water and doesn't smell. next stage--looks like blue water and smells like blueberries. third stage--looks like green water and smells like apples. fourth stage--looks like yellow water and smells like lemons. fifth stage-looks like sparkling water and smells like rotten eggs. the most pure-looks like clear water and doesn't smell.
The only way to tell the difference between the most impure and the most
pure is to test the taste. If the dewdrops taste like water then it is
impure. If they taste like butterbeer then it is pure.
She looked back at the jars in front of her. She automatically eliminated the blue, green, yellow, and sparkling waters looking ones. She moved the two jars of the clear water looking ones in front of her and put on a pair of gloves. She opened the jars and carefully dipped one finger into one of the jars and tasted it. It tasted like water so just to make sure she put on another glove and tasted the second. Sure enough the dewdrops tasted like butterbeer.
Carefully she measured out the correct amount of the dewdrops knowing that if she put too much or too little the results would be just as disastrous as if she had added impure dewdrops. She waited a few seconds after putting the dewdrops into the cauldron, half expecting it to explode in her face. The potion bubbled and turned from its former yellow color to a deep blue that told her that she had done it correctly.
A'lira, however, was not doing so well. All of her sisters' knew that when it came to schoolwork, A'lira was not the best. She wasn't as bad as Neville but she didn't like to study or do research. She added the dewdrops that were clear but when they hit the potion, Cleo could see the pale blue color that told her that A'lira had picked the wrong one.
Unfortunately Snape saw it as well. "YOU PICKED THE WRONG ONE, MISS BLACK. LUCKILY I CAN REVERSE THE EFFECTS." He sneered and added a little more powered unicorn horn and neutralized the wrong dewdrops. "NOW ADD THE CORRECT DEWDROPS." He walked back up to his desk. "AND NOTE, MISS. BLACK, THAT FIVE POINTS WILL BE TAKEN FROM HUFFLEPUFF." He wrote the note down. Suddenly one of the bottles on A'lira's desk began to shake and fell to the floor and shattered. Snape turned to her again. "MAKE THAT TEN POINTS! AND CLEAN THAT UP!" he snapped.
A'lira quietly cleaned up the mess of impure dewdrops off of the floor. When she was finished she added the correct dewdrops and didn't say a word for the rest of the class. Her sisters felt bad for her but knew better than to say anything until after class or get in trouble themselves. As soon as class was over A'lira joined her sisters outside of the dungeon.
"oh, A'lira, we would've said something but then we all would have gotten in trouble." Curania said sympathetically.
"I know." A'lira said cheerfully. "I don't really know why the bottle fell, though. I was no where near it."
"I don't know. May be you shook the table." Cleo said.
"Come on we have to get to our next class." Mêlée said.
"Bye," they said at once and turned down the different directions to their next class.
Meanwhile Dumbledore had contacted Chris and Katherine, who were still staying in the room they had gotten when they had first arrived at Hogwarts, and asked them to meet him in their rooms that day. So after lunch Chris and Katherine headed down the hallway to their rooms. They turned a corner and heard some people talking.
"It's happening again." One voice said. It was a woman's voice.
"I believe so, Christy." Another woman's voice said.
"Has it really been that long?" another woman asked.
"Yes, Aine, it has." The first one answered.
"Oh, I do hope it turns out better than last time." Another woman said, her voice sad.
"So do I, Michele, so do I." The second answered. Chris and Katherine chose that moment to turn the corner and discover that the people talking were the girls in the portrait guarding their quarters. The girls stopped talking immediately when they saw them and smiled sweetly as Chris and Katherine came to stand in front of the portrait.
"Hello, what were you talking about? What's happening?" Chris asked.
"Oh, My hair went flat." Christy said quickly.
"But you're a picture, your hair can't go flat. It's always perfect." Katherine said matter a fact voice.
"Well, er, uh, Password?" she changed the subject.
Chris gave the password and went into the common room of their quarters. Dumbledore was already there, sitting on the couch. "Ah, Chris, Katherine." He said standing up. "I have some interesting news about your daughters. You had better sit down."