Oh man, I am so sorry that it's taken me so long to update! Summer school has been a bitch, and then there's the whole having to spend time with family, so I haven't really had time to write. But I did most of this at about 1 in the a.m. yesterday....It seems that's when I usually get my writing done.

Anyways, here's chapter 5! Again, sorry there's not much action, but he at least you get to learn about the prophecy! Also again, no real fun HP characters. There is mention of a few of them. And a mention of a character from book 3! If you review (which I hope you all do!) tell me who you think it is! Alright, well on with chapter 5!

My mom and Matt were already seated, and as I came in, I was everyone clearing out of their portraits. As Dumbledore came in, I asked him how many McTiernans would be coming.
"Oh there will be quite a few. Your family is very old and very large. We'll need all the portrait space we can get," he told me.
I nodded my head in understanding. "If it isn't too much for me to ask Professor, what sort of prophecy is this?" I questioned.
"Well, my dear, you know that Sarah McTiernan's cousin, Marie, was a seer, do you not?" I nodded, much to my mother and brother's surprise. "Well, you see...ah, Sarah, you're here already," Dumbledore said to something – er well someone – behind me.
I turned to look, and saw a slightly elderly looking witch in one of the portrait frames behind me. She still had very dark brown hair and stunning green eyes. I gasped as I realized who it was.
"You don't think I'd wait around once I heard my 7-greats-grandaughter had finally arrived at Hogwarts, do you?" she said huffily to Dumbledore.
"No, of course not. I figured that Sir Cadogen would come to you first." He confirmed. "I was about to tell Sarah about the prophecy, but I suppose that you should be the one to tell her."
"Yes, yes, that I should. Let's see now...Ah yes. Well, as you know, my dear cousin had the sight. As I told you, it was a blessing and a curse. She only told those she trusted most what she saw. I was one of the lucky few.
"From the time we were teenagers, she wrote down all the visions she had. She told me about seeing you one day, but she said there were other things that went along with it. You see, my child, it had gotten to point where she was afraid. She didn't want to have visions any more, especially since they were becoming more severe. She had decided that she no longer wanted to be a seer. Now this was nothing to take lightly. You see, a seer's normal powers are so intertwined with their sight, that if they gave up one, they would have to give up the other as well.
"This was fine with her. She was willing to become a muggle. Besides that, she was willing to raise her family muggle. In fact she preferred it. She didn't want her descendents to live in the world she saw coming.
"Now, along with seeing you, she saw other things that would take place around and in your lifetime. As I said, her descendents would be muggle, and while they would still know the rest off the family, we could not do or discuss magic around them.
"She saw that one day however, one of her descendents would show signs that she was a witch, and would attend Hogwarts. When she saw you, she also saw that your family would not be living in Europe, but in the United States. Now of course it hadn't become the United States yet, but that's beside the point. She told me that our families would be together once again be together again at Hogwarts. And when I say our families, I mean her descendents and mine. They would once again attend the same school of witchcraft and wizardry, just as we had 10 generations before. Now can you thing of anyone in your family that this might be?" she questioned me.
I had to think for a few seconds before responding, "Aren't the Granger's muggles?"
"Yes indeed, my dear they are. At least all of them save your tenth cousin, Hermione, that is. You two are the same age, and she already attends Hogwarts," then she said, beaming, "and now you're here."
Now Dumbledore spoke up. "So you see, Miss McTiernan, that's what the Sorting Hat meant when it told you about another McTiernan girl."
"Ah yes, the good old Sorting Hat. Doesn't miss a beat that one." My, ok well I'm just going to call her my grandmother cause it's just easier, said. Then looking at Dumbledore and myself, asked, "Now, what else do we need to discuss?"
"Well, the Sorting Hat also spoke of a prophecy that would be set in motion when I arrived at Hogwarts. What sort of a prophecy was it referring to?" I questioned.
The look on her face turned slightly grave. "Well I expect your parents have told you about Voldermort, as well as the Boy-Who-Lived that brought about his downfall?" I nodded. "Yes, well, Marie had visions about this as well. She saw all the terrible things Voldermort did; all the people he killed. She even saw Harry's mother being murdered in order to try and save him. When Voldermort tried to kill Harry, you know, it backfired and he was annihilated. She saw different events in Harry's life, such as coming to Hogwarts and befriending a certain 10th cousin of yours." She said to me, with a twinkle like Dumbledore's in her eyes.
"So you mean my cousin is friends with the Boy-Who-Lived?!" I asked with quite a bit of excitement in my voice. They nodded, and I replied, "That is so flipping awesome!"
"Yes, my dear, it is – er – "flipping awesome" as you might say." She said giving me a slightly amused, slightly confused look. "Voldermort has tried to come back to power, but has not been able to, thanks to Harry, Hermione, and a few friends of theirs." With a sly look to Dumbledore, she continued. "Now in the end, it will come down to either Harry or Voldermort. That's where the prophecy concerning you comes in.
"Marie saw that you would be coming to Hogwarts one day. This would start many things in motion. You would meet up with your cousin, and of course befriend Harry, as well as some of his other friends. But you would also catch the eye of a boy, descendent from another powerful family.
"At one point in time, the McTiernans and the Malfoys had been great friends. For many centuries and generations we got along. Around the same time Hogwarts was being formed, a Malfoy boy and a McTiernan girl fell in love. The problem was, the boy was already betrothed to a relative of Salazar Slytherin.
"Now because Slytherin was so powerful, the Malfoys dared not to upset him, and so sent the boy far away from our dear girl. He had to marry the Slytherin girl because of his family's cowardice.
"Upon loosing her love, our McTiernan girl started wasting away. She died at the tender age of 18. But before her death, she bound her soul eternally to that of the Malfoy boy's. She said one day, a love like theirs would be shared between another Malfoy and McTiernan. Marie saw in many of her visions of you, a boy with white blonde hair, and ice blue eyes. Only one family has those two very distinctive features, and that's the Malfoys."
White blonde hair and ice blue eyes...My mind wandered back to my dream...could that be the boy?
"Marie knew that you would two would be together, and in doing so, help bring about the destruction of the Dark Lord, Salazar Slytherin's heir. Many things will have to have to take place for it to happen however. The first two have already happened." I gave her a quizzical look. "You moving to England and attending Hogwarts, and being sorted into Gryffindor with your cousin." I nodded in understanding. "You still have to meet your cousin, of course, as well as Harry and the Weasleys."
"Weasley's?" I asked.
"Oh of course, I forgot you don't know them." Turning to my mother, she then said, "You remember the Weasley's, don't you Piper?"
My mother was taken aback at first, being finally brought into the conversation, but managed to reply, "Yes, I remember them quite well. Ron is around the same age as Sarah, isn't he?"
This time Dumbledore spoke up. "Yes Mr. Ronald Weasley is very good friends with Harry and Hermione. Also the youngest of the Weasley boys. Six of them you know. Poor Ginny is the only girl, and the youngest as well."
"My, Arthur and Molly were quite productive!" My grandmother mused. "But back to business. The Weasleys are also a very old wizarding family. Purebloods as well. You'll know them immediately by the color of their hair. Very red. Every last one of them. They too are very old friends of our family. So I think you should get along famously.
"But as I said, many things must happen before yours and the Malfoy boy's union shall help bring about the demise of Voldermort. But now is not the time to discuss such things." She said with a tone of finality in her voice.
"Ah, well I see the rest of the McTiernans have arrived. Good, good." Dumbledore spoke. I had to let another gasp escape my lips when I viewed the sight around me. I had been so preoccupied by the conversation, I had yet to notice that every portrait frame had become filled with people. Everyone looked similar. The McTiernans didn't have just one trait to them, but you always knew who they were. The witches and wizards around me had brown hair of many different shades. There were a few blondes among the group as well. There were brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes, hazel eyes. I think I even saw a few amber eyes in there too. There were countless generations of McTiernans surrounding us.
"Well, my dear family, here is the girl I've told you so much about. This is my 7-greats-grandaughter, Sarah Elizabeth McTiernan."

Dun-da-da-duh! Um yeah sorry about that...anyways, there was chapter 5! If there's any mistakes or what not, I'm sorry. I just don't feel like reading through it again, cause I'm tired, and it's 1:30 in the a.m. Remember to take a guess at who the character from book 3 was! I'll try to get the next chapter out soon!