Chapter 6
Harry couldn't believe Cho would do that to him, in front of everybody. Harry had to find her. He had to find out what happened. He knew her well enough to know where she'd be, the Quidditch field.
After Harry left, Ron and Hermione thought they should go after him. Viktor had bid them good-bye told Hermione to write soon. He shook hands with Ron. As soon as they were out of sight Krum went to the Three Broomsticks.
Daisy was still there working, but the crowd was starting to thin. Krum sat at the bar and waited to talk to her. Finally she came up to him.
"What did you tell them Viktor?"
"Nothing," he shrugged. "Vhy vould I tell them anything. Especially after your letter. You vere frantic."
"I don't want them to know anything about what happened," she said quietly.
"So I gathered." Krum said. "I am also trying to not be the person I vos then. How are you doing? You must have gotten better to be back in a school."
"Yes," Daisy said, "almost a full recovery. But still, I have...problems."
"Yes, Her-my-ninny wrote about your collapse in class. I vos worried, maybe it is too soon?"
"No, Vikt." she said using his old nickname. "If I didn't come to school now, I don't think I ever could have gotten the courage up."
"You vould have. You are in Gryffindor after all." he said with a smile.
"And just what do you know about Hogwarts houses?" she asked with a small smile.
"A lot," he grinned. "Her-my-ninny knows a lot."
"You know if you hurt her, I have to kill you." Daisy said totally serious.
Viktor laughed. "I should be saying that to you. You are more likely to hurt her than I. Besides, we decide to just be friends."
"Friends," Daisy said sadly. "I don't know how to be a friend. I don't tell them anything, you know."
"I only know what I do about you because I vos there. And I still do not know much." he said.
"You know more than most," she said sadly. "But I am afraid someone who does know might be telling things. You should watch out too. Just in case."
"Thanks for the varning. I am going now, but I vant to wish you luck. You really are a different person, Little One." has said.
She could help but smile. "No one calls me that now." She said.
"And no one calls me 'Vikt.' But I did not complain." he said with a smile.
"Know you are a much better person too, Viktor." she told him.
"Vatching someone you've known all your life almost die, that has a vay of vaking a person up," he said as he left. "Take care of yourself, Little One."
"Good-bye Vikt. Take care," she said.
Neither one of them had notice the person in the shadows listening to their conversation.
~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~ "Little One you don't need to do that." said the older boy. The thirteen- year-old girl he was talking to just laughed.
"I don't have to do anything!" she said. "But I do what I want." she smiled
"The kid knows vhat she vants. That is very attractive," said another boy.
"Thank you Vikt. I'll have to remember to thank you properly later. Is there any more of that stuff?" she asked pointing at the potion vile.
The first boy handed her another vile. "Watch it!" he said as she took almost the whole thing. "Other people want more too. Vikt, 'nother hit?"
The other boy took the vile and also took a long dose. They started laughing and every thing started spinning.
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It had been along day for everyone. Harry had found Cho on the Quidditch field.
"I'm sorry Harry he just kissed me. We were just talking about Quidditch and he kissed me," she said, there were tears in her eyes but she wasn't crying.
"You weren't exactly beating him off, were you?" Harry asked.
"No." she admitted. "Maybe...maybe we just shouldn't see each other anymore. I just don't want a steady boyfriend right now. I can't handle it."
"Alright then. I'll see you at our next Quidditch match." Harry said it was the only thing he could say without screaming.
"Harry don't be like that. We can still be..."
"What, be friends? I can't, not right now anyway. I can't be friends with you and I don't want to be!" Harry said and he walked off the Quidditch field.
Ron and Hermione were looking for him everywhere. They finally found him Hagrid's hut.
"Come in you lot." Hagrid had said when he opened the door. "He's in a bad way. Only just got in myself before he turned up. Not quite sure what to say ter him really."
They had dinner with Hagrid in his hut, though no one really ate. Eventually they headed up the Gryffindor common room. It was late by the time they finally got in. They thought the room was empty, until they noticed two points of goldish light in a chair by the fire. The dim light the fire gave off showed Daisy, now with a green shawl on because it was colder here, dealing tarot cards.
The three new comers sat in chairs around the gypsy girl's table.
"I'm sorry Harry. Love can be a painful," she said never having looked at them.
"Daze, are you alright?" Ron asked cautiously as she flipped another card.
"Fine. Did you know that visions are not just of the future but past and present as well?" she asked.
"Yes, we did." Harry said. "Why what do you see?"
She turned her gold glowing eyes on each of them. "I see the beginning. I cannot see the end yet, it isn't clear. But I see the paths of the hearts. They twist and turn but they go on. I see our children. I saw our deaths. I see all the pain we will ever know, and the joy. I have never seen more or less. I can see the darkness. It grows. We are betrayed. We betray each other. I see many paths. I do not know which road to take." With that Daisy Dumbledore closed her eyes and leaned back. "I don't want to see any more. I don't know how much more I can take."
The next morning Hermione couldn't get Daisy to wake up. She frantically ran for help. "Harry! Ron! Go get Professor McGonagall. Quick!"
"What's wrong Hermione?" Harry asked.
"It's Daisy! She won't wakeup." Hermione answered.
That was all Ron need he was up and out of the common room before you could say "Quidditch!" Harry wasn't far behind. They came back quickly. Ron came with Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfery. Harry had gone to get Professors Blanc and Dumbledore.
The teachers all looked over the girl, who looked so fragile lying there.
"She seems to be fine physically," Madam Pomfery was saying. "But mentally, well, I think she is trapped in her own mind."
"A relapse?" Professor Blanc asked. For some reason his fear was more shocking than the others. "But after all this time. Something must have happened."
Professor Dumbledore turned the teenagers. "Did anything happen yesterday? At Hogsmeade or after?"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other. One by one they began to explain how the day had gone. Ron finished by saying, "And when we came in she was in the common room, by the fire. Her eyes were glowing gold and they would flash blue or silver. She...she told us what she saw. She was really out there and then finally she said she didn't want to see anymore."
"After that I took her up to bed," said Hermione.
Dumbledore bent over his great-niece and put his hands to her temple. "She will be asleep at least until tomorrow. Hermione try to wake her before you go to sleep and when you wake up. I don't expect her to wake but try anyway."
"I'll get Sev to help me with the potion. She need it soon." Blanc said as he left.
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Monday morning Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting very dejectedly down to breakfast.
"So she still isn't awake?" Ron asked again.
"No, but the Headmaster said he didn't expect her to be yet, just some time to day. I'll cheek again at lunch." Hermione said.
Just then, the post owls flew in. Hermione got her 'Daily Prophet,' and Hedwig came with a note from Sirius.
Harry read his letter quickly with Ron and Hermione, who was ignoring the paper, reading over his shoulder.
Dear Harry, I hope you doing well. I am working with others in the network we've formed. There are five us in this group. We are getting close to Voldermort. We've already found some of his Death Eaters. If you should happen to read I was spotted in the company of Death Eaters, We were trying to capture them and I was seen. Nearly caused a riot in the panic. Anyway, I got away and safe and back in the Dark Lord's trail. You Godfather, S
Harry quickly put the letter away. "Check the paper, Hermione. See if he's in there."
"Right." said Hermione taking a sip of her orange juice. When she saw the front page of the paper, she nearly choked on her juice.
'Daily Prophet-Special Report:
The 'Daily Prophet' has learned that Albus Dumbledore harbors ex-convict at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Fifteen-year-old Daisy Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore's great-niece, started at Hogwarts this year after being expelled from her former school, The Salem Witches Institute, Salem, Mass., USA. Ms. Dumbledore was found guilty of possession, manufacturing, and distribution of illicit potions, specifically, Vericlearvoicium, a substance used to induce visions and hallucination. Her incarceration was served in the Trial Memorial Hospital outside of Salem, Mass. Ms. Dumbledore is said to have reformed, however this Saturday was seen with one of the other juveniles whom was implicated in her arrest two years ago, one Viktor Krum. Ms. Dumbledore has also been running the Three Broomsticks since the proprietress, Madam Rosemarita, disappeared several months ago. We must all question Headmaster Dumbledore's objectivity in this matter. We must also question why he would put someone who has before lead her peers aside in a position of serving them other substances. Is butterbeer the only thing being served ant the Three Broomsticks?'
As if the article it self weren't bad enough, there were pictures. Daisy sitting on Ron's lap. Daisy smiling serving drinks. Daisy with a look that would put the fear of God into anyone. And Daisy talking secretively to Victor Krum at a corner of the bar.
~~~~~~~~~~visions~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry was about twenty-five sitting playing with a little girl of about three. She had bight green eyes and curly black hair. Daisy was feeding a two year old boy was auburn hair and bright green eyes. They were all smiling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ron and Daisy were in the Common Room fighting. It looked soon. They were both screaming.
"How could you do that to me?" she screamed.
"Because you don't let me in. I feel so alone. I shouldn't feel alone with my girlfriend. She made me feel appreciated." Ron answered.
"I'll bet she did!" Daisy screamed and stormed off.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There were three people in a room of a very old and rich looking house. Only one could be seen.
"The House elf started to give the girl the Vericlearvoicium last Saturday. The dose she was given today should send her into a vision state, master." said the bald man with a rat-like face.
"Are sure this will work my Lord?" said a woman's voice. "If the old man finds out..."
"He can do nothing! Dumbledore has no clue on of his precious elves are working for me! Beside, my dear, you are the one who told me of this potion. We will do well to have a seer with us."
"Yes, my Lord." the woman answered. "But I warn you it is likely she will see us. I may be harder to turn her."
"We will deal with her now that we have her aunt. I can use her for what I want, we hold on to her until we find a use." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It's alright, Daisy." Harry said gently as she cried on his shoulder. "I'm right here. I won't go anywhere."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Harry!" Daisy screamed. "Harry wake up! Please Harry get up." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was early Tuesday morning when Daisy finally woke. Four o'clock to be precise. Her head hurt so much and all she wanted to do was cry. She did for a few moments. She realized she couldn't see properly and so took out her glasses. Then she decided to go shower. The warn water felt good and helped her relax. She returned to her room and began to dress. As she was getting ready to leave the room, so as not to wake the others she noticed a paper by Hermione's bed. Wondering how long she as out, she decided to cheek the paper's date. When she looked at the front page she nearly screamed.
'Dumbledore harbors ex-convict...'
'This is not good,' she thought as she ran to her great-uncles office.
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"We will of course have to look in to the accusations. And I can no longer allow you to work at the Three Broomsticks," the Headmaster was saying.
"Yes, uncle. I expected as much," Daisy said resigned to the fact that her uncle had to follow regulations.
"Don't worry, Daze," said Professor Blanc. "I'll work at the pub. I should've been running it from the start."
"How are you feeling, Daisy?" asked Dumbledore.
"I don't want anything given to me by any of the house-elves. I know one of them is working for Voldermort. I've been drugged for the past week." As Daisy said this the two men just looked at each other.
"Daisy, I trust all of the house-elves here, but if you insist, you will have to prepare your own meals." The Headmaster looked at his niece and smiled. "Perhaps you had better go. Classes will be starting soon."
"I don't want to go to class," Daisy said.
"Daisy, your friends aren't going to think any less of you. They are just going to want know what happened. Maybe it's time you told them."
"No! I'm different now. That's not important anymore," Daisy insisted.
"Daisy, I think this weekend proved just how important your overdose is, even now," said Professor Blanc.
"Don't you dare lecture me about that! Who was the one that brought their eleven-year-old sister with them!" she screamed.
"Daisy," said Dumbledore calmly, "You have to go to class, or you can go to the hospital wing, but you can not yell at your teacher."
"Yes, sir," she said. "Could you let Ron and the others know I'm in the hospital wing?"
"Yes, of course. Feel better."
"What was that about the house-elves?" Blanc asked.
"I don't know, Guy. A hallucination, maybe, paranoia is also a symptom of Vericlearvoicium. I think for right now it's better if we don't push her. Just try and be patient," said the Headmaster.
"You don't think she's using again, do you?" asked the young teacher.
"I don't know Guy," he sighed, "but something is going on with her."
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At breakfast Hermione nearly run over Professor Blanc. "Professor, Daisy's gone! I woke up and she wasn't there."
"Clam down, Hermione. She woke around four this morning. She still wasn't feeling well, so she went to the Hospital Wing. You and Harry and Ron may go visit between classes if you wish."
It took Ron about three seconds to decide he wasn't hungry and wanted to go to the Hospital Wing. Harry and Hermione were right behind him as he ran up the stairs.
When they go there she was asleep. "Daisy?" Ron asked sitting down next to her bed.
"What are you three doing here? You should be in class," said Madame Pomfery coming out of her office.
"Professor Blanc said she was up," said Hermione still looking at her sleeping friend.
"She was," said Madame Pomfery gently. "But she was still having headaches. I give her some potion so she could sleep without the dreams."
"Visions," said Harry quietly.
"Yes, dear," the matron said kindly, almost sadly, "so they are. But she is resting now. Perhaps you should go down to breakfast."
"We'll stay here until we have to go to class. None of us are hungry," Hermione said for them all.
"Very well dears. Just don't stay to long."
Harry and Ron went to the Hospital Wing between every class, until Madame Pomfery told them to come back around three thirty, saying, "I'll make sure she's awake for you. She shouldn't sleep longer than that anyway."
Hermione however was in library trying to find information on Vericlearvoicium, and what had happened to Daisy when she was thirteen.
At lunchtime Ron and Harry found her pouring over old newspapers. "Did you find anything?" Harry asked.
"No." she sighed. "Come on. We'll be late for class."
"We can always ask Daisy when she wakes up," Ron said.
"You think she'll tell us anything?" Harry asked.
"No." Ron tried to smile but couldn't make his face do it. "But we can still ask."
It was quarter after three when Harry Ron, and Hermione began the walk up to the Hospital Wing. The day had turned rainy and viciously cold. Ron was visibly on edge. "I hope she won't go to practice today," he said.
"She will," Hermione answered. "If she's conscience, she will."
"You know her, Ron. She'd want to practice even if she wasn't conscience." Harry smiled at his friend. He really hoped she was conscience, though.
When they came in Daisy's bed was empty. She was standing by the window, leaning on the sill. As she heard her friends come in, Daisy turned around. She was very pale. Ron stepped forward but no one said anything for a moment, then, finally she ran to him. Ron just put his arms around her and she held tight to him, but she didn't cry. Daisy wanted so much just to cry and have her friends tell her it was alright, but she couldn't.
It took a moment for her to realize that Hermione was crying.
She pulled away from Ron slightly and she, "Don't cry. It can't be that bad, can it? I'm awake, and the visions are...slowing. It will be alright, Hermione."
Hermione went and hugged her best girl friend. "You had us all pretty scared, you know."
"I'm sorry," she said doing her best to smile.
"Don't be sorry." Ron said. "Just don't do it again. Please?"
"Alright, I'll do my best," she said. Then a look of realization crossed her face. "Harry, we have Quidditch practice today!"
"No, Ron and I have Quidditch practice today. You have to get your strength back. You've been bed ridden for three days. You're not going to practice," Harry said using his Quidditch captain voice.
Daisy had to smile at this and said, "Yes captain!"
They didn't talk about the Daily Prophet article. They didn't talk about how she knew Krum. They didn't ask about her visions or Vericlearvoicium. They didn't talk about anything really. They just laughed, perhaps a strained or forced laugh at time but still it was something and Daisy was grateful for it.
Harry couldn't believe Cho would do that to him, in front of everybody. Harry had to find her. He had to find out what happened. He knew her well enough to know where she'd be, the Quidditch field.
After Harry left, Ron and Hermione thought they should go after him. Viktor had bid them good-bye told Hermione to write soon. He shook hands with Ron. As soon as they were out of sight Krum went to the Three Broomsticks.
Daisy was still there working, but the crowd was starting to thin. Krum sat at the bar and waited to talk to her. Finally she came up to him.
"What did you tell them Viktor?"
"Nothing," he shrugged. "Vhy vould I tell them anything. Especially after your letter. You vere frantic."
"I don't want them to know anything about what happened," she said quietly.
"So I gathered." Krum said. "I am also trying to not be the person I vos then. How are you doing? You must have gotten better to be back in a school."
"Yes," Daisy said, "almost a full recovery. But still, I have...problems."
"Yes, Her-my-ninny wrote about your collapse in class. I vos worried, maybe it is too soon?"
"No, Vikt." she said using his old nickname. "If I didn't come to school now, I don't think I ever could have gotten the courage up."
"You vould have. You are in Gryffindor after all." he said with a smile.
"And just what do you know about Hogwarts houses?" she asked with a small smile.
"A lot," he grinned. "Her-my-ninny knows a lot."
"You know if you hurt her, I have to kill you." Daisy said totally serious.
Viktor laughed. "I should be saying that to you. You are more likely to hurt her than I. Besides, we decide to just be friends."
"Friends," Daisy said sadly. "I don't know how to be a friend. I don't tell them anything, you know."
"I only know what I do about you because I vos there. And I still do not know much." he said.
"You know more than most," she said sadly. "But I am afraid someone who does know might be telling things. You should watch out too. Just in case."
"Thanks for the varning. I am going now, but I vant to wish you luck. You really are a different person, Little One." has said.
She could help but smile. "No one calls me that now." She said.
"And no one calls me 'Vikt.' But I did not complain." he said with a smile.
"Know you are a much better person too, Viktor." she told him.
"Vatching someone you've known all your life almost die, that has a vay of vaking a person up," he said as he left. "Take care of yourself, Little One."
"Good-bye Vikt. Take care," she said.
Neither one of them had notice the person in the shadows listening to their conversation.
~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~ "Little One you don't need to do that." said the older boy. The thirteen- year-old girl he was talking to just laughed.
"I don't have to do anything!" she said. "But I do what I want." she smiled
"The kid knows vhat she vants. That is very attractive," said another boy.
"Thank you Vikt. I'll have to remember to thank you properly later. Is there any more of that stuff?" she asked pointing at the potion vile.
The first boy handed her another vile. "Watch it!" he said as she took almost the whole thing. "Other people want more too. Vikt, 'nother hit?"
The other boy took the vile and also took a long dose. They started laughing and every thing started spinning.
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It had been along day for everyone. Harry had found Cho on the Quidditch field.
"I'm sorry Harry he just kissed me. We were just talking about Quidditch and he kissed me," she said, there were tears in her eyes but she wasn't crying.
"You weren't exactly beating him off, were you?" Harry asked.
"No." she admitted. "Maybe...maybe we just shouldn't see each other anymore. I just don't want a steady boyfriend right now. I can't handle it."
"Alright then. I'll see you at our next Quidditch match." Harry said it was the only thing he could say without screaming.
"Harry don't be like that. We can still be..."
"What, be friends? I can't, not right now anyway. I can't be friends with you and I don't want to be!" Harry said and he walked off the Quidditch field.
Ron and Hermione were looking for him everywhere. They finally found him Hagrid's hut.
"Come in you lot." Hagrid had said when he opened the door. "He's in a bad way. Only just got in myself before he turned up. Not quite sure what to say ter him really."
They had dinner with Hagrid in his hut, though no one really ate. Eventually they headed up the Gryffindor common room. It was late by the time they finally got in. They thought the room was empty, until they noticed two points of goldish light in a chair by the fire. The dim light the fire gave off showed Daisy, now with a green shawl on because it was colder here, dealing tarot cards.
The three new comers sat in chairs around the gypsy girl's table.
"I'm sorry Harry. Love can be a painful," she said never having looked at them.
"Daze, are you alright?" Ron asked cautiously as she flipped another card.
"Fine. Did you know that visions are not just of the future but past and present as well?" she asked.
"Yes, we did." Harry said. "Why what do you see?"
She turned her gold glowing eyes on each of them. "I see the beginning. I cannot see the end yet, it isn't clear. But I see the paths of the hearts. They twist and turn but they go on. I see our children. I saw our deaths. I see all the pain we will ever know, and the joy. I have never seen more or less. I can see the darkness. It grows. We are betrayed. We betray each other. I see many paths. I do not know which road to take." With that Daisy Dumbledore closed her eyes and leaned back. "I don't want to see any more. I don't know how much more I can take."
The next morning Hermione couldn't get Daisy to wake up. She frantically ran for help. "Harry! Ron! Go get Professor McGonagall. Quick!"
"What's wrong Hermione?" Harry asked.
"It's Daisy! She won't wakeup." Hermione answered.
That was all Ron need he was up and out of the common room before you could say "Quidditch!" Harry wasn't far behind. They came back quickly. Ron came with Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfery. Harry had gone to get Professors Blanc and Dumbledore.
The teachers all looked over the girl, who looked so fragile lying there.
"She seems to be fine physically," Madam Pomfery was saying. "But mentally, well, I think she is trapped in her own mind."
"A relapse?" Professor Blanc asked. For some reason his fear was more shocking than the others. "But after all this time. Something must have happened."
Professor Dumbledore turned the teenagers. "Did anything happen yesterday? At Hogsmeade or after?"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other. One by one they began to explain how the day had gone. Ron finished by saying, "And when we came in she was in the common room, by the fire. Her eyes were glowing gold and they would flash blue or silver. She...she told us what she saw. She was really out there and then finally she said she didn't want to see anymore."
"After that I took her up to bed," said Hermione.
Dumbledore bent over his great-niece and put his hands to her temple. "She will be asleep at least until tomorrow. Hermione try to wake her before you go to sleep and when you wake up. I don't expect her to wake but try anyway."
"I'll get Sev to help me with the potion. She need it soon." Blanc said as he left.
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Monday morning Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting very dejectedly down to breakfast.
"So she still isn't awake?" Ron asked again.
"No, but the Headmaster said he didn't expect her to be yet, just some time to day. I'll cheek again at lunch." Hermione said.
Just then, the post owls flew in. Hermione got her 'Daily Prophet,' and Hedwig came with a note from Sirius.
Harry read his letter quickly with Ron and Hermione, who was ignoring the paper, reading over his shoulder.
Dear Harry, I hope you doing well. I am working with others in the network we've formed. There are five us in this group. We are getting close to Voldermort. We've already found some of his Death Eaters. If you should happen to read I was spotted in the company of Death Eaters, We were trying to capture them and I was seen. Nearly caused a riot in the panic. Anyway, I got away and safe and back in the Dark Lord's trail. You Godfather, S
Harry quickly put the letter away. "Check the paper, Hermione. See if he's in there."
"Right." said Hermione taking a sip of her orange juice. When she saw the front page of the paper, she nearly choked on her juice.
'Daily Prophet-Special Report:
The 'Daily Prophet' has learned that Albus Dumbledore harbors ex-convict at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Fifteen-year-old Daisy Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore's great-niece, started at Hogwarts this year after being expelled from her former school, The Salem Witches Institute, Salem, Mass., USA. Ms. Dumbledore was found guilty of possession, manufacturing, and distribution of illicit potions, specifically, Vericlearvoicium, a substance used to induce visions and hallucination. Her incarceration was served in the Trial Memorial Hospital outside of Salem, Mass. Ms. Dumbledore is said to have reformed, however this Saturday was seen with one of the other juveniles whom was implicated in her arrest two years ago, one Viktor Krum. Ms. Dumbledore has also been running the Three Broomsticks since the proprietress, Madam Rosemarita, disappeared several months ago. We must all question Headmaster Dumbledore's objectivity in this matter. We must also question why he would put someone who has before lead her peers aside in a position of serving them other substances. Is butterbeer the only thing being served ant the Three Broomsticks?'
As if the article it self weren't bad enough, there were pictures. Daisy sitting on Ron's lap. Daisy smiling serving drinks. Daisy with a look that would put the fear of God into anyone. And Daisy talking secretively to Victor Krum at a corner of the bar.
~~~~~~~~~~visions~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry was about twenty-five sitting playing with a little girl of about three. She had bight green eyes and curly black hair. Daisy was feeding a two year old boy was auburn hair and bright green eyes. They were all smiling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ron and Daisy were in the Common Room fighting. It looked soon. They were both screaming.
"How could you do that to me?" she screamed.
"Because you don't let me in. I feel so alone. I shouldn't feel alone with my girlfriend. She made me feel appreciated." Ron answered.
"I'll bet she did!" Daisy screamed and stormed off.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There were three people in a room of a very old and rich looking house. Only one could be seen.
"The House elf started to give the girl the Vericlearvoicium last Saturday. The dose she was given today should send her into a vision state, master." said the bald man with a rat-like face.
"Are sure this will work my Lord?" said a woman's voice. "If the old man finds out..."
"He can do nothing! Dumbledore has no clue on of his precious elves are working for me! Beside, my dear, you are the one who told me of this potion. We will do well to have a seer with us."
"Yes, my Lord." the woman answered. "But I warn you it is likely she will see us. I may be harder to turn her."
"We will deal with her now that we have her aunt. I can use her for what I want, we hold on to her until we find a use." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It's alright, Daisy." Harry said gently as she cried on his shoulder. "I'm right here. I won't go anywhere."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Harry!" Daisy screamed. "Harry wake up! Please Harry get up." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was early Tuesday morning when Daisy finally woke. Four o'clock to be precise. Her head hurt so much and all she wanted to do was cry. She did for a few moments. She realized she couldn't see properly and so took out her glasses. Then she decided to go shower. The warn water felt good and helped her relax. She returned to her room and began to dress. As she was getting ready to leave the room, so as not to wake the others she noticed a paper by Hermione's bed. Wondering how long she as out, she decided to cheek the paper's date. When she looked at the front page she nearly screamed.
'Dumbledore harbors ex-convict...'
'This is not good,' she thought as she ran to her great-uncles office.
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"We will of course have to look in to the accusations. And I can no longer allow you to work at the Three Broomsticks," the Headmaster was saying.
"Yes, uncle. I expected as much," Daisy said resigned to the fact that her uncle had to follow regulations.
"Don't worry, Daze," said Professor Blanc. "I'll work at the pub. I should've been running it from the start."
"How are you feeling, Daisy?" asked Dumbledore.
"I don't want anything given to me by any of the house-elves. I know one of them is working for Voldermort. I've been drugged for the past week." As Daisy said this the two men just looked at each other.
"Daisy, I trust all of the house-elves here, but if you insist, you will have to prepare your own meals." The Headmaster looked at his niece and smiled. "Perhaps you had better go. Classes will be starting soon."
"I don't want to go to class," Daisy said.
"Daisy, your friends aren't going to think any less of you. They are just going to want know what happened. Maybe it's time you told them."
"No! I'm different now. That's not important anymore," Daisy insisted.
"Daisy, I think this weekend proved just how important your overdose is, even now," said Professor Blanc.
"Don't you dare lecture me about that! Who was the one that brought their eleven-year-old sister with them!" she screamed.
"Daisy," said Dumbledore calmly, "You have to go to class, or you can go to the hospital wing, but you can not yell at your teacher."
"Yes, sir," she said. "Could you let Ron and the others know I'm in the hospital wing?"
"Yes, of course. Feel better."
"What was that about the house-elves?" Blanc asked.
"I don't know, Guy. A hallucination, maybe, paranoia is also a symptom of Vericlearvoicium. I think for right now it's better if we don't push her. Just try and be patient," said the Headmaster.
"You don't think she's using again, do you?" asked the young teacher.
"I don't know Guy," he sighed, "but something is going on with her."
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At breakfast Hermione nearly run over Professor Blanc. "Professor, Daisy's gone! I woke up and she wasn't there."
"Clam down, Hermione. She woke around four this morning. She still wasn't feeling well, so she went to the Hospital Wing. You and Harry and Ron may go visit between classes if you wish."
It took Ron about three seconds to decide he wasn't hungry and wanted to go to the Hospital Wing. Harry and Hermione were right behind him as he ran up the stairs.
When they go there she was asleep. "Daisy?" Ron asked sitting down next to her bed.
"What are you three doing here? You should be in class," said Madame Pomfery coming out of her office.
"Professor Blanc said she was up," said Hermione still looking at her sleeping friend.
"She was," said Madame Pomfery gently. "But she was still having headaches. I give her some potion so she could sleep without the dreams."
"Visions," said Harry quietly.
"Yes, dear," the matron said kindly, almost sadly, "so they are. But she is resting now. Perhaps you should go down to breakfast."
"We'll stay here until we have to go to class. None of us are hungry," Hermione said for them all.
"Very well dears. Just don't stay to long."
Harry and Ron went to the Hospital Wing between every class, until Madame Pomfery told them to come back around three thirty, saying, "I'll make sure she's awake for you. She shouldn't sleep longer than that anyway."
Hermione however was in library trying to find information on Vericlearvoicium, and what had happened to Daisy when she was thirteen.
At lunchtime Ron and Harry found her pouring over old newspapers. "Did you find anything?" Harry asked.
"No." she sighed. "Come on. We'll be late for class."
"We can always ask Daisy when she wakes up," Ron said.
"You think she'll tell us anything?" Harry asked.
"No." Ron tried to smile but couldn't make his face do it. "But we can still ask."
It was quarter after three when Harry Ron, and Hermione began the walk up to the Hospital Wing. The day had turned rainy and viciously cold. Ron was visibly on edge. "I hope she won't go to practice today," he said.
"She will," Hermione answered. "If she's conscience, she will."
"You know her, Ron. She'd want to practice even if she wasn't conscience." Harry smiled at his friend. He really hoped she was conscience, though.
When they came in Daisy's bed was empty. She was standing by the window, leaning on the sill. As she heard her friends come in, Daisy turned around. She was very pale. Ron stepped forward but no one said anything for a moment, then, finally she ran to him. Ron just put his arms around her and she held tight to him, but she didn't cry. Daisy wanted so much just to cry and have her friends tell her it was alright, but she couldn't.
It took a moment for her to realize that Hermione was crying.
She pulled away from Ron slightly and she, "Don't cry. It can't be that bad, can it? I'm awake, and the visions are...slowing. It will be alright, Hermione."
Hermione went and hugged her best girl friend. "You had us all pretty scared, you know."
"I'm sorry," she said doing her best to smile.
"Don't be sorry." Ron said. "Just don't do it again. Please?"
"Alright, I'll do my best," she said. Then a look of realization crossed her face. "Harry, we have Quidditch practice today!"
"No, Ron and I have Quidditch practice today. You have to get your strength back. You've been bed ridden for three days. You're not going to practice," Harry said using his Quidditch captain voice.
Daisy had to smile at this and said, "Yes captain!"
They didn't talk about the Daily Prophet article. They didn't talk about how she knew Krum. They didn't ask about her visions or Vericlearvoicium. They didn't talk about anything really. They just laughed, perhaps a strained or forced laugh at time but still it was something and Daisy was grateful for it.