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The Last of the Marauders
chapter 2
Rescue!!!
"You're what?!" asked Ron. "I'm his godmother. Why is this so shocking?" she asked, surprised, and a little hurt. "No! It's just you know, you still look so young, so it seems weird that you would be taking care of someone who looks practically the same age as you!" said Bill in a hurry, shooting a piercing glance at Ron, who's ears turned red. "So is Harry going to live with you?" asked Ginny. "Well, if he wants to, I don't mind once I have my house back in working order." said Cassandra. "Where's your house?" asked George. "Godric's Hollow. I lived right down the street from Harry's father. I spent many a summer over there with the guys. Good times. Good times."" she said, reminiscing about her younger years. "We had started the tradition when I was 14. Every summer, everybody spent 6 weeks at James's house, except Sirius, who stayed there all summer since he ran away from his house. I was over there just about every day though, since my parents, foster anyways, were awful." "Sounds cool. Almost like with Harry. Speaking of which. When is he getting here. Does he know about you?" asked Ginny. Cassandra smiled. "No, he doesn't know that I exist. Last time I saw Harry he was still a baby. And he'll get here when I go and pick him up." replied Cassandra. "Go get him soon! Hermione will be here soon as well. Today in fact! Can we get him when she gets here?" asked Ron. Cassandra laughed. "Calm down Ron. The three of us will go get Harry once she gets here, ok?" she asked. He nodded, his ears going red again. "Ok kids, lets leave Ms. Devoir alone so she can unpack." said Mrs. Weasley. As the boys left the room, there was a knock at the door. "That's her!" squealed Ginny, running to the door and throwing it open. She and a pretty girl with long, bushy hair embraced. The girl looked up at her with big brown eyes. "Who is this? A friend of Fred and George's?" asked the girl. "Nope, I'm Cassandra Devoir, pleased to meet you. And what is your name?" asked Cassandra. "I'm Hermione Granger, and if you aren't her for Fred and George, are you here for Ron?" she asked, her voice a little edgy now. "Uh-oh, somebody has a crush..." thought Cassandra. "Actually, I'm here for Harry. I'm his godmother you see. And please, call me Cas." Hermione looked at her strangely. "But how- how would Harry's parent's have even known you? I mean, no offense, but you were a toddler when Harry was born." "Actually, I was 20. You see-" Cassandra explained her condition to Hermione as well. Hermione was scowling at the end. "Yet another reason to despise the Malfoys." she muttered. "Ah, don't like any of them, do you?" asked Cassandra. "I heard they have a little brat now as well. Name of Draco. But the news in America isn't quite as good. I don't get and news from England anymore, bit of a trip from here to New York." Hermione nodded, and then Ron burst into the room. "Hermione!" he said jovially, grabbing her into a hug. "Hello Ron." she said happily. Ron then turned to Cassandra. Can we go now?" he asked. "Ron, she just got here, I think she might want to put her stuff down." said Cassandra, giggling. "Go get Harry?" asked Hermione. Cassandra nodded. Hermione grinned. "Locomotor trunk!" she said, then ran up the staircase, jumping them two at a time. She reappeared five minutes later. "Let's...go." she panted. "See you in a bit. Mrs. Weasley, do you mind if I take them with me?" asked Cassandra."Not at all dear, and it's Molly." she added. Wonderful." replied Cassandra, who then stepped out of the door. The two teenagers followed her. "So, how are we going?" asked Hermione. "Good question." said Cassandra. "Let's see. Not floo powder, the networks are being watched obviously, you kids are too young to apparate. We can't drive, it's rush hour, hm, guess that leaves the Knight Bus." she said cheerfully. They groaned. "Aw it's alright kids. Where's your sense of adventure?! Ok, how about this. Are we taking the Knight Bus, walking or flying?" At the mention of flying, Ron perked up, but Hermione looked scared. "Knight Bus it is." said Cassandra, and thrust out her wand hand. There was an echoing crack and a bright purple, triple-decker bus appeared before them. "Hello. Here is your money, nothing is needed thanks." said Cassandra before Ernie, the boy who was about to talk, could say anything. "We're going to Little Whinging, Surrey, please." she called to the driver. Twenty minuted later, they were there.
The three magical folk stepped off of the bus and into Magnolia Crescent. "Ok, so which house is Harry's? I'm not familiar with muggle villages in England." said Cassandra. "Right up here. He lives at number four." replied Ron. Who was walking briskly
down the street.
Harry Potter was depressed. His friends had only written him twice. He supposed that they were together again, and had left him there until Dumbledore saw it fit to get him. Suddenly there was a loud crack outside. Was somebody apparating? he wondered. Then, two things happened. A rock was thrown at his window, and the doorbell rang. He went to see who in the bloody hell would throw rocks at HIS window. He opened it and stuck his head out, looking down. Ron and Hermione grinned up at him. "What are you guys doing?" he asked. "Ssh. We're taking you to the Burrow! Go pack! Cassandra is taking care of the Dursleys." said Hermione. Harry nodded. He wondered how this Cassandra girl could persuade the Durselys into letting him go with his friends. "Get down here boy!" yelled his purple faced Uncle Vernon. Harry smiled. Maybe the girl had done something after all. He hurried down the stairs and stood face to face with a pretty girl who looked to be about the twins age. "This girl claims that she is your godmother. Is it true? Do you have a godmother?" asked Petunia, horrified. "Your Cassandra right?" asked Harry. She nodded, grinning at him. "Yep. She's my godmother all right. What's it to you?" said Harry. "Because, now, you don't have to live with us again. Never darken our doorstep again! Gather your things and get out!" yelled Vernon. Harry went to go get his trunk, which had all of his possessions in it. "No need Harry. I'll do it. Accio trunk." said Cassandra. "Accio bird cage." Both Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage came zooming down and landed neatly in front of him. "AGH! You're one of their lot!" cried Vernon. "Of course she is," said Petunia viciously, "she was a friend of Lily's, but how she looks so young, I'll never know." "That's a thing called a dark curse Petunia dear. Not that you'd understand. You were one muggle I found hopelessly dim witted. Apparently you and your charming husband passed that on to a new generation. I've always said, 'stupid people shouldn't breed' but why should anyone listen to me? Anyway, lets get the flock out of dodge Harry." she said, turning to him. "Wha?" he asked. "let's go." she said simply. Harry complied immediately. He grabbed his trunk and Cassandra grabbed Hedwig's cage. Once they were out of the house, Ron and Hermione joined them. "Hermione, would you do the honors?" asked Cassandra. Hermione stuck out her hand and the bus appeared again. Cassandra paid the fare again and in another couple minutes, they were back at the Burrow.
Cassandra helped them bring Harry's things up to Ron's room, then said, "Ok Harry. I know you are dying to ask me, so let's go back downstairs to my bedroom." Then she began walking back down the stairs. Harry rushed after her, since she was right, he was eager to ask her something. Once they were all the way down the staircase, she showed him her room. "Ok Harry, listen to me, this is important. I could care less what time it is, where you are or anything of the sort. If you need me, you had better talk to me. Dumbledore told me you have a knack for not doing that. Do you still have the mirror Sirius gave you?" she asked. He nodded confusedly, "But why? Sirius told me that he used it to talk to my dad during separate detentions." "He did, but we enchanted me another mirror once we started going out. Only Sirius and I knew about it though. I don't even think your dad did, and he was as close to Sirius as I was to Lily." she mused. "What do you mean? Were you and my mom friends?" asked Harry. Cassandra nodded. "Best." "Then why has Sirius never mentioned you? Why do you look the way you do? Why haven't you been here?" he demanded. Cassandra looked down. "I only have one starting answer Harry. It's my fault that your parents are dead. Its all my fault."
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