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Chapter 12
It's All Beginning To Make Sense
Chris and Katherine walked over to the couch and sat down. Dumbledore took a seat in a large red chair across from them.
"What is it, Dumbledore?" Katherine asked, worry etched on her face. "Are they in danger?"
"I fear that they may be, Kathy." Dumbledore said using his nickname for her.
"Why?" Chris asked.
"Have you ever heard the legend of the Elementals?" Dumbledore asked. When Chris and Katherine nodded he continued. "The last Elementals were born in 1830. Every 150 years new Elementals are born." Katherine, who was always good at math, did the quick calculations in her head.
"Are you saying that our daughters, our baby girls are the new generation on Elementals?" she asked in disbelief.
"We cannot be certain, but recent events are pointing that direction." He answered.
"What events?" Chris asked.
"During the trip to Hogsmeade and the attack of the Death Eaters twenty Death Eaters that approached your daughters and their friends burst into flames and Cleo went into a kind of a trance." Dumbledore explained.
"No one told us that!" Katherine cried.
"She is alright. No harm came to her so I waited a little bit before confronting you." He answered.
"Is there anything else you haven't told us, Dumbledore?" Chris demanded.
Dumbledore looked at him as calm as ever, "Actually yes. Mêlée has also demonstrated control over water the same night. She also went into a kind of trance."
"You mean to tell us that you have kept the fact that two of our daughters demonstrated some superpowers and that they went into a trance?" Katherine demanded.
"Yes." He answered plainly. "Calm down, Katherine." Chris said reasonably. "You know that Dumbledore has a good reason for everything he does."
"You're right, of course." She took a deep breath to calm herself down. "I'm sorry, Dumbledore."
"That's alright, Kathy. You are worried for your children. It's a mother's prerogative." Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank you." She smiled back.
"It would be best that this conversation doesn't leave this room." He said. "I believe that Voldemort already knows about them so we don't have to worry about him finding out, but it could cause problems here at school."
Chris and Katherine nodded their understanding. "The attack on our house.it was because of the girls, wasn't it?"
"I believe so."
"Who else knows?" Chris asked.
"Just Poppy, Minerva, and Severus." Dumbledore answered.
"Do you think it wise to trust Snape with this?" Chris asked.
"I would trust Severus with my life." Chris and Katherine relaxed slightly.
"it is getting late," Dumbledore started. "I will leave you now. Why don't you get some rest." Then he left.
"Get some rest? Get some rest?" Katherine cried after he had gone. "How am I supposed to rest?"
"It's alright, Katherine. They are safe as long as they are here." Chris assured her. I hope. He thought.
The next couple went by fairly quick. Before anyone knew it, it was a the Saturday before Halloween. Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Cleo, Mêlée, A'lira, and Curania were sitting in the front lawn by the lake.
"Come on, your birthday is next week. Aren't you all excited?" Ron was asking.
"I guess." Cleo answered.
"Yeah, I'm mean we're turning eighteen but its not like it's a big deal." Mêlée stated.
A'lira and Curania were looking at their sisters in astonishment. "You are completely crazy." Curania claimed and joined everyone in laughter.
Their laughter had died and they were talking among themselves when they all heard the sound of laughter coming up behind them. They all turned to see the last people they wanted to see today: Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bullstrode. They walked up to where they were sitting.
"Hey, Curania! Are you going for a new hair style?" Pansy said in her shrieking voice.
"Yeah because it never looks like you brush it." Millicent Bullstrode laughed.
"Oh, I love the dress, too, Curania. It just screams 'I am a Mudblood!'" Pansy added.
Curania's face began to turn bright red. Harry and Ron jumped up to defend her.
"How dare you call her that!" Ron exclaimed.
"What do you care, Weasley?" Pansy said. "ooh, that's right you like filthy Muggles and Mudbloods like your father, don't you?"
"They aren't Mudbloods!" Harry shouted at them. "Where's you're little protectors, Pansy. Did Draco give up on you?"
"You're one to talk, Potter. The famous Potter, you're a Mudblood, too." Millicent laughed. "And its not like you can do anything, Potter. 'Cause Snape is standing right over there." She pointed to where Snape was walking across the lawns. "He'll give you detention if you do anything."
Harry and Ron restrained themselves from doing anything and turned to the others.
"Why, don't we go in?" Ginny suggested. They all nodded and began to collect the few things they had brought out and started to head back up to the school.
They were half way there when they heard. "Oh, look their just running away." It was Pansy again. Millicent was about to say something but suddenly she began to choke. Before long Pansy had joined her, both gasping for what little air they could get.
Cleo heard Curania's bag hit the ground behind her and turned to see what was happening. Curania stood still. She had gone into a trance. Her eyes were a light blue.
Chapter 12
It's All Beginning To Make Sense
Chris and Katherine walked over to the couch and sat down. Dumbledore took a seat in a large red chair across from them.
"What is it, Dumbledore?" Katherine asked, worry etched on her face. "Are they in danger?"
"I fear that they may be, Kathy." Dumbledore said using his nickname for her.
"Why?" Chris asked.
"Have you ever heard the legend of the Elementals?" Dumbledore asked. When Chris and Katherine nodded he continued. "The last Elementals were born in 1830. Every 150 years new Elementals are born." Katherine, who was always good at math, did the quick calculations in her head.
"Are you saying that our daughters, our baby girls are the new generation on Elementals?" she asked in disbelief.
"We cannot be certain, but recent events are pointing that direction." He answered.
"What events?" Chris asked.
"During the trip to Hogsmeade and the attack of the Death Eaters twenty Death Eaters that approached your daughters and their friends burst into flames and Cleo went into a kind of a trance." Dumbledore explained.
"No one told us that!" Katherine cried.
"She is alright. No harm came to her so I waited a little bit before confronting you." He answered.
"Is there anything else you haven't told us, Dumbledore?" Chris demanded.
Dumbledore looked at him as calm as ever, "Actually yes. Mêlée has also demonstrated control over water the same night. She also went into a kind of trance."
"You mean to tell us that you have kept the fact that two of our daughters demonstrated some superpowers and that they went into a trance?" Katherine demanded.
"Yes." He answered plainly. "Calm down, Katherine." Chris said reasonably. "You know that Dumbledore has a good reason for everything he does."
"You're right, of course." She took a deep breath to calm herself down. "I'm sorry, Dumbledore."
"That's alright, Kathy. You are worried for your children. It's a mother's prerogative." Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank you." She smiled back.
"It would be best that this conversation doesn't leave this room." He said. "I believe that Voldemort already knows about them so we don't have to worry about him finding out, but it could cause problems here at school."
Chris and Katherine nodded their understanding. "The attack on our house.it was because of the girls, wasn't it?"
"I believe so."
"Who else knows?" Chris asked.
"Just Poppy, Minerva, and Severus." Dumbledore answered.
"Do you think it wise to trust Snape with this?" Chris asked.
"I would trust Severus with my life." Chris and Katherine relaxed slightly.
"it is getting late," Dumbledore started. "I will leave you now. Why don't you get some rest." Then he left.
"Get some rest? Get some rest?" Katherine cried after he had gone. "How am I supposed to rest?"
"It's alright, Katherine. They are safe as long as they are here." Chris assured her. I hope. He thought.
The next couple went by fairly quick. Before anyone knew it, it was a the Saturday before Halloween. Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Cleo, Mêlée, A'lira, and Curania were sitting in the front lawn by the lake.
"Come on, your birthday is next week. Aren't you all excited?" Ron was asking.
"I guess." Cleo answered.
"Yeah, I'm mean we're turning eighteen but its not like it's a big deal." Mêlée stated.
A'lira and Curania were looking at their sisters in astonishment. "You are completely crazy." Curania claimed and joined everyone in laughter.
Their laughter had died and they were talking among themselves when they all heard the sound of laughter coming up behind them. They all turned to see the last people they wanted to see today: Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bullstrode. They walked up to where they were sitting.
"Hey, Curania! Are you going for a new hair style?" Pansy said in her shrieking voice.
"Yeah because it never looks like you brush it." Millicent Bullstrode laughed.
"Oh, I love the dress, too, Curania. It just screams 'I am a Mudblood!'" Pansy added.
Curania's face began to turn bright red. Harry and Ron jumped up to defend her.
"How dare you call her that!" Ron exclaimed.
"What do you care, Weasley?" Pansy said. "ooh, that's right you like filthy Muggles and Mudbloods like your father, don't you?"
"They aren't Mudbloods!" Harry shouted at them. "Where's you're little protectors, Pansy. Did Draco give up on you?"
"You're one to talk, Potter. The famous Potter, you're a Mudblood, too." Millicent laughed. "And its not like you can do anything, Potter. 'Cause Snape is standing right over there." She pointed to where Snape was walking across the lawns. "He'll give you detention if you do anything."
Harry and Ron restrained themselves from doing anything and turned to the others.
"Why, don't we go in?" Ginny suggested. They all nodded and began to collect the few things they had brought out and started to head back up to the school.
They were half way there when they heard. "Oh, look their just running away." It was Pansy again. Millicent was about to say something but suddenly she began to choke. Before long Pansy had joined her, both gasping for what little air they could get.
Cleo heard Curania's bag hit the ground behind her and turned to see what was happening. Curania stood still. She had gone into a trance. Her eyes were a light blue.