I busted the door open and watched as the Order whipped their heads around
in my direction. "I want to know right now, What the hell is going on!"
"Ah Harry. I just sent Mrs. Weasley upstairs to get you. He's in here Molly." Professor Lupin got up from the table and walked towards me. "I need to speak with you in private." He opened a door in the far corner of the room and we entered the room. It was dark and cold. I began to chatter as I tried my best to warm up. "Oh come on it's not that cold. Quite pleasent really. Please sit." He took a seat behind a desk, which sat in the middle of the empty room. "Now, what was it you wanted to know?"
"Don't be a smart ass Lupin."
"Watch your mouth. Now, what was it you wanted to know?" He said in a forceful tone as he stared me directly in the eyes.
"I..." His staring was causing me to become very squirmish. "I...could you please stop staring at me?"
"No."
"O.K. then. I...I wanted to know what's going on?"
"Great question. Well Harry it's like this, Voldemort knows Chelsie is alive, and he knows she's been associating with you thanks to Mr. Draco Malfoy. You know Voldemort has to power to conform Chelsie into the perfect example of a good witch gone bad. "
"I figured that, but that's not what I asked."
"Fine fine, alright. We're sending you and Chelsie to live in a secluded area outside of London. Mrs. Weasley will accompany you. Any more questions?" I shook my head no and began to leave. "Oh and Harry, you must promise, never to let you and Chelsie's friendship go any further."
"You're out of your fu..."
"Excuse me?"
"Nevermind."
"It's for your own good Harry. Chelsie is Lord Voldemort's only offspring. The damage she could do is beyond repair. He's already gotten her to tap into your dreams, god knows what she'll do next."
"She forced herself into my nightmare?"
"I'm afraid so. Don't be fooled by appearances. Go pack now."
I was absolutely crushed. "Isn't there something you can do? I mean I know Chelsie, she would never do anything like the things she's done on her own free will. You have to help her."
Meanwhile upstairs Chelsie tried desperately to concentrate on writing a letter to her parents telling them that she was fine, but then something strange happened. The windows flew open and a strong wind entered the room. Her paper went flying around the room and she scrambled desperately to pick it up. As she collected her things the sound of a metal object being thrown through the window could be heard. She turned around and peeked under the bed at what appeared to be some sort of medallion. She reached her hand under the bed and grabbed it. She held it up to the light and examined it. In it was a large red stone and above that was engraved the name Desdemona. Chelsie could feel something overcome her, something very dark and evil.
I trudged up the stairs, but stopped midway. My scar was burning out of control and I knew something was wrong. As I raced up to the room my scar began to burn more intensely until I felt like my head was going to explode. I threw the door open and glanced at Chelsie who sat there mesmorised. I immediately reached for the medallion only to be stopped by Chelsie who had suddenly began acting not like herself at all. "Chelsie give it to me!" I grabbed ahold of the chain which bore the medallion on it and tried my hardest to remove it from her grasp. "LET GO!" I screamed, blood seeped from the cracks of her fingers as she gripped tighter to it. I grasped her hands and pryed them apart. I had the medallion in my hands and could feel something being burned into the palm of my hand. I ran for the window only to have Chelsie jump onto my back and push me to the floor. "CHELSIE GET OFF!" I pushed her off and threw the medallion out of the window.
"NOOOO!" She screamed as she raced towards the window. She looked everywhere, but the medallion was no where to be seen. She took a deep breath and turned around to me. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she fell to the ground.
"Chelsie!" I crawled to her, the palm of my hand, throbbing in pain. "Chelsie?" I rolled her over onto her back and she began to come to. "Are you o.k.?"
"What happend?" I turned and stared at Professor Lupin and Mrs. Weasley who had heard the commotion from outside. "We heard what sounded like fighting? We tried to get in but the door was locked." He walked over to Chelsie and helped her up. "My God, you look as white as a ghost."
"The Medallion."
Prof. Lupin's eyes widen and he seemed to be extremely nervous. "What medallion?"
"I found this medallion under the bed. It had a red stone in it."
Mrs. Weasley screamed before passing out. "Desdemona's Medallion." Lupin whispered to himself.
"Yeah, Desdemona was the name engraved on it."
"Do you have any idea what the name Desdemona means?" Chelsie shook her head. "It was the name that Lord Voldemort gave this his only child, it means..." He took a deep breath. "...it means of the Devil."
"Lord Voldemort has a child?"
Before professor Lupin could answer he glanced out the window. The sky was turning black and lightning began to fill the sky. "We have to leave...NOW!" We didn't even have to time to collect our suitcases. Lupin escorted us down the stairs and in the process managed to revive Mrs. Weasley. "Molly we have to leave immediately. GET THESE KIDS OUT OF HERE!" Mrs. Weasley held us close and we raced down the stairs and outside to a car that was waiting for us. "Take them to you know where and quickly! HURRY GO!" Professor Lupin slammed the door shut and we were off to 'You Know Where'.
[2 Be Continued...]
"Ah Harry. I just sent Mrs. Weasley upstairs to get you. He's in here Molly." Professor Lupin got up from the table and walked towards me. "I need to speak with you in private." He opened a door in the far corner of the room and we entered the room. It was dark and cold. I began to chatter as I tried my best to warm up. "Oh come on it's not that cold. Quite pleasent really. Please sit." He took a seat behind a desk, which sat in the middle of the empty room. "Now, what was it you wanted to know?"
"Don't be a smart ass Lupin."
"Watch your mouth. Now, what was it you wanted to know?" He said in a forceful tone as he stared me directly in the eyes.
"I..." His staring was causing me to become very squirmish. "I...could you please stop staring at me?"
"No."
"O.K. then. I...I wanted to know what's going on?"
"Great question. Well Harry it's like this, Voldemort knows Chelsie is alive, and he knows she's been associating with you thanks to Mr. Draco Malfoy. You know Voldemort has to power to conform Chelsie into the perfect example of a good witch gone bad. "
"I figured that, but that's not what I asked."
"Fine fine, alright. We're sending you and Chelsie to live in a secluded area outside of London. Mrs. Weasley will accompany you. Any more questions?" I shook my head no and began to leave. "Oh and Harry, you must promise, never to let you and Chelsie's friendship go any further."
"You're out of your fu..."
"Excuse me?"
"Nevermind."
"It's for your own good Harry. Chelsie is Lord Voldemort's only offspring. The damage she could do is beyond repair. He's already gotten her to tap into your dreams, god knows what she'll do next."
"She forced herself into my nightmare?"
"I'm afraid so. Don't be fooled by appearances. Go pack now."
I was absolutely crushed. "Isn't there something you can do? I mean I know Chelsie, she would never do anything like the things she's done on her own free will. You have to help her."
Meanwhile upstairs Chelsie tried desperately to concentrate on writing a letter to her parents telling them that she was fine, but then something strange happened. The windows flew open and a strong wind entered the room. Her paper went flying around the room and she scrambled desperately to pick it up. As she collected her things the sound of a metal object being thrown through the window could be heard. She turned around and peeked under the bed at what appeared to be some sort of medallion. She reached her hand under the bed and grabbed it. She held it up to the light and examined it. In it was a large red stone and above that was engraved the name Desdemona. Chelsie could feel something overcome her, something very dark and evil.
I trudged up the stairs, but stopped midway. My scar was burning out of control and I knew something was wrong. As I raced up to the room my scar began to burn more intensely until I felt like my head was going to explode. I threw the door open and glanced at Chelsie who sat there mesmorised. I immediately reached for the medallion only to be stopped by Chelsie who had suddenly began acting not like herself at all. "Chelsie give it to me!" I grabbed ahold of the chain which bore the medallion on it and tried my hardest to remove it from her grasp. "LET GO!" I screamed, blood seeped from the cracks of her fingers as she gripped tighter to it. I grasped her hands and pryed them apart. I had the medallion in my hands and could feel something being burned into the palm of my hand. I ran for the window only to have Chelsie jump onto my back and push me to the floor. "CHELSIE GET OFF!" I pushed her off and threw the medallion out of the window.
"NOOOO!" She screamed as she raced towards the window. She looked everywhere, but the medallion was no where to be seen. She took a deep breath and turned around to me. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she fell to the ground.
"Chelsie!" I crawled to her, the palm of my hand, throbbing in pain. "Chelsie?" I rolled her over onto her back and she began to come to. "Are you o.k.?"
"What happend?" I turned and stared at Professor Lupin and Mrs. Weasley who had heard the commotion from outside. "We heard what sounded like fighting? We tried to get in but the door was locked." He walked over to Chelsie and helped her up. "My God, you look as white as a ghost."
"The Medallion."
Prof. Lupin's eyes widen and he seemed to be extremely nervous. "What medallion?"
"I found this medallion under the bed. It had a red stone in it."
Mrs. Weasley screamed before passing out. "Desdemona's Medallion." Lupin whispered to himself.
"Yeah, Desdemona was the name engraved on it."
"Do you have any idea what the name Desdemona means?" Chelsie shook her head. "It was the name that Lord Voldemort gave this his only child, it means..." He took a deep breath. "...it means of the Devil."
"Lord Voldemort has a child?"
Before professor Lupin could answer he glanced out the window. The sky was turning black and lightning began to fill the sky. "We have to leave...NOW!" We didn't even have to time to collect our suitcases. Lupin escorted us down the stairs and in the process managed to revive Mrs. Weasley. "Molly we have to leave immediately. GET THESE KIDS OUT OF HERE!" Mrs. Weasley held us close and we raced down the stairs and outside to a car that was waiting for us. "Take them to you know where and quickly! HURRY GO!" Professor Lupin slammed the door shut and we were off to 'You Know Where'.
[2 Be Continued...]